"Haha, you two came so soon? I thought you would hold on for a while." A monk on the fourth floor of the profound pill immediately recognized Jia Lingwei and Changsun Yan, and said with a laugh. His location is beside the first bluestone gate in front of the canyon.
Hearing this, Jia Lingwei's heart sank completely. She finally understood why these people would take away their cultivation resources and then let them go. It turns out that they have known for a long time that they will come again.
"Haha, okay, okay..." The monk on the fourth floor of the profound pill continued to laugh, and after a few good talks, he said, "You come to my side, I promise to let you pass, and you don’t need your spirit. Shi, I guess you don’t have any spirit stones anymore."
"He Zhijiang, since you asked for the big one, give the small one to us." Someone also spoke at another bluestone gate.
Jia Lingwei's face changed, she knew what these people meant. She didn't have an interface, besides the ten of them, there were already twenty or thirty people gathered here. If she really can't be kind in the end, she can only die from the meridians.
"Everyone, I'm Wu Nianzong's Rider. Please also look at the fact that everyone is a monk from the Yixing Continent, let us borrow it. The gift is not respectable." The monk took out a storage bag that had already been prepared and sent it up.
"Wu Nian Zong? Is Wu Nian Zong great? Lao Tzu also belonged to Wu Nian Zong hundreds of years ago. There is a fart." The fourth-layer Xuan Dan monk named He Zhijiang said disdainfully, he didn't even take one at all. Xiao's storage bag, his eyes were just staring at Jia Lingwei fiercely.
"Senior is Wu Nianzong?" Cheng Yixiao said in surprise.
He Zhijiang spat out and said, "I said it was hundreds of years ago. Who is Wu Nian Zong now. It's my ass? Your surname Cheng. It must have something to do with that Cheng Yishui."
When Cheng Yixiao heard this, his heart sank. He withdrew his respectful smile, his tone became neither haughty nor humble, and said, "That's my father."
After He Zhijiang heard this, he said disdainfully, "The old and unrefined man, at such a young age, he has made you such a small one. It can be seen that he has a lot of young women."
"You're looking for death..." How could Cheng Yixiao be able to withstand such words, and at the same time he has sacrificed his magic weapon. However, he calmed down after the magic weapon was sacrificed. Even if he could beat the fourth level of the profound pill, how many people were there? There are seven or eight people with a higher cultivation base than him. He is probably the only monk Xuandan who can really make a move. Although there are still a few profound pill cultivators on the side, they will definitely not do anything.
"Why don't you do it?" He Zhijiang sneered and screamed, and then said in a cold voice, "The ten people who came here, all take out their storage rings. Let's check it again."
"Senior, didn't everyone just produce 200,000 spirit stones by themselves?" Jia Lingwei came for the second time. Be more familiar with the rules here. Two hundred thousand spirit stones were still not a small number for an ordinary profound liquid monk.
"That was a few months ago, and it has been changed now, and this kid has angered me." He Zhijiang snorted, pointing to Cheng Yixiao's nose.
After humming, he pointed to Nalan Ruxue and said, "That woman, remove the rags on her face, and then come over."
"He Zhijiang, I want this woman." An unhurried voice said faintly. It was a brown-clothed monk at the gate of the eighth bluestone gate who was already the cultivation base of the eighth level of Xuandan.
He Zhijiang heard this voice and hurriedly bowed and said, "Yes, since Brother Rong wants this woman, that is her blessing."
After speaking, he glared at Nalan Ruxue and said, "Don't you go to Brother Rong, do you want Laozi to do it?"
Nalan Ruxue had a cold war before she realized that her previous thoughts were too naive.
At this moment, a third-tier profound pill monk at the fourth bluestone gate pointed to a woman behind Nalan Ruxue and said, "That woman, come here, I want it."
Standing behind Nalan Ruxue was a female cultivator on the third floor of the profound liquid. She didn't respond when she heard this. Jia Lingwei's face changed, and she quickly said through a voice transmission, "Sister Sasa, you run away..."
Even though she said this, Jia Lingwei knew in her heart that even if Junior Sister Sasha fled immediately, she wouldn't be able to go far.
The monk Xuan Dan who wanted Sasha suddenly looked at He Zhijiang and said, "Brother He, this woman doesn't know what is good or bad, and she dares to transmit her voice. After you finish enjoying it here, we will also use it for our senior brother. "
Jia Lingwei's face immediately became extremely pale, how could she not know the meaning of these words.
He Zhijiang smiled, without an interface, obviously he didn't want to give Jia Lingwei to the third-tier monk of Xuandan. This Xuandan third-tier cultivator didn't care either. After he finished speaking, people rushed out and reached out to grab the female cultivator behind Nalan Ruxue.
Cheng Yi Xiao's temperament has always been very direct, jealous of hatred, and now someone is going to catch the female nuns in his team in front of him, how can he bear it anymore? The Liguang Golden Flame Knife that was ready to be sacrificed instantly turned into a knife curtain, blocking the third-tier monk of the profound core.
"The kid really dare to take action? Lu Ming, you go ahead first, and I will help you block this after a roar." He Zhijiang sneered, and at the same time sacrificed his magic weapon and rushed forward.
"Thank you, Brother He." The third-tier cultivator of Xuandan named Lu Ming, because of He Zhijiang's help, easily bypassed Cheng Yixiao.
The sister named Sha Sha hurriedly backed away, but no matter how fast she was, she couldn't retreat in front of the third-layer profound core monks in a regular path. Only after stepping back less than ten meters, he was caught by Lu Ming.
"Seeing uncle and hiding? Look down on your uncle Lu?" Lu Ming grabbed Sa Sa in his hand, with a trace of hostility in his eyes, and raised his hand to tore all the clothes of the woman named Sa Sa. At this moment, almost all monks can see the fucking Salsa.
The sister named Sasha screamed, if she could kill herself, she would have died.
"Beast..." With a scream, he saw Lu Ming tore Sasha's clothes on the spot, and violent at one side, how could he hold back the raging anger in his heart. The Liguang Golden Flame Sword in his hand turned into a dense rain of swords, completely engulfing He Zhijiang.
"Ah..." Another scream came, and He Zhijiang was cut off an arm directly by the roar. Flew upside down.
He Zhijiang flew up with a howl. Pounced directly at Lu Ming. But he hasn't come to Lu Ming's side yet. He was stopped by a horse-faced cultivator, "How many times have you guys, you can defeat He Zhijiang after you have just entered the rule road for a year or so. It seems that you are also a genius."
Riding a howl to force himself to calm down, even though He Zhijiang's cultivation base was on the fourth level of the Profound Pill, his shots were extremely powerful. This is him, if he is replaced by another profound pill fifth-layer cultivator. It is definitely not He Zhijiang's opponent.
And the one who stopped him in front of him was that Brother Rong, who had booked Nalan Ruxue, had a cultivation base of the eighth level of Xuan Dan, which was a few levels higher than him.
"Let me see if you are really such a cow..." Brother Rong on the eighth floor of Xuandan finished speaking, and the big seal of Yifang had already screamed at Cheng Cheng with his strong murderous intent.
Taking advantage of a howl to forcibly resist his desire to save people, the Liguang Golden Flame Sword brought a golden flame-like blade light to wrap the generous seal this time.
For a moment, the air around this was completely burst by the true essence, and the terrible explosion sound drowned the two fighting.
"Sure enough to be the son of Cheng Yishui, he can block Brother Rong from the fifth level of Xuan Dan. I will also see if you are really good..." While talking, another monk from the seventh level of Xuan Dan joined him. The battle group.
Take the fifth layer of a howling profound pill. Originally, Brother Rong, who had dealt with this horse face, was already choking. Now that he added a seventh-layer profound pill, he immediately struggled.
After only a dozen breaths, he even took the knife and was blasted out by Brother Rong's Fang Yin, directly hitting a mountain bag, smashing the mountain bag completely.
Even so, Cheng Yi Xiao still struggled to sit up, but the injury he suffered was too serious, and he just sat down for a while and fell down again.
The scene was silent, and no one dared to rescue them. Except for Lu Ming's torturing the female sister, it was like hell.
Brother Rong on the eighth floor of Xuan Dan looked at Nalan Ruxue, who was covering his face, and suddenly said with a smile, "Come here, I won't be as rude as Lu Ming..."
Nalan Ruxue's face turned pale in a moment, and she finally understood what Changsun Yan meant. At this moment, she couldn't say a word, even her hands were shaking.
Seeing Nalan Ruxue motionless, Brother Rong frowned slightly. He was about to speak when a black stream of light flashed across his eyes. The next moment, he heard a soft sound of'poof'. At this speed, even he couldn't stop it.
Lu Ming, who was lying on the body of the sister named Salsa, was picked up by a black spear, which was inserted from Lu Ming's waist and took Lu Ming into flight.
"Boom..." The black spear nailed Lu Ming to a tall rock in the distance, blasting the gravel of the rock everywhere, and the tail of the black spear swayed freely.
But at this time, there was blood falling on the line that Lu Ming flew in the sky.
"Put your clothes on first." As the voice fell, a gray robe fell on Sasha's body.
When she was insulted by Lu Mingzhong, the sister named Sasha wanted to fall for herself. At this time, the restriction on her body was lifted by a robe. She suddenly lost the courage to fall for herself and quickly wrapped her robe from one side. Rushed out.
No one stopped her, everyone focused on the person who had just fallen from the sky. This is just a thin and ordinary middle-aged man. On this man's shoulder, stands a small dog the size of two fists.
None of the monks blocking the road on the bluestone gate knew this person, but all the monks who wanted to pass through this canyon knew this person. This is exactly the Zhuyuan monk named Hang Jiao Jiaogun on the ship. At this time, it seems that his cultivation base is not Zhuyuan.
Regardless of whether it is to build the source, a person who can nail a third-tier profound pill monk with a single shot is definitely not an easy generation.
"Papa, papa..." Lu Ming's body was nailed to the rock, still dripping blood. Apart from this, there was no other sound, and the sound of this drop of blood brought out the silence here.
(The third update is on. It’s the last day, but there is a monthly pass for the fifth child! We will stop here today and continue tomorrow.)
... ... (To be continued..)