When these monks can cast spells, but the people of the Lan Chengyuan clan cannot form a circle of willingness, this is not a reciprocal battle at all.
Ning Cheng's divine sense swept out, and then he was shocked to discover that the divine sense that he could only stretch out of a kilometer range suddenly increased. At this time, even if his spiritual consciousness stretched to two kilometers away, he still had room for power.
In the unruly world, there is a little more regular atmosphere abruptly.
No matter what was going on, Ning Cheng knew that he was going to take advantage of the present.
He rushed out of the wooden house and found that the man of the Yuan Clan who had rescued him once was under siege by two monks. Although the aspiration force on his body was very strong, he was entangled by one of them, and the long hook magic weapon of the other had blasted on the head of the wishing clan man.
Ning Cheng, who wanted to rush out, almost didn't even think about it, so he offered a Taoist spear and blasted it.
In this place, the rules are broken and the consciousness weakened. An artifact with a too high level will restrict his strength.
"Boom..." Ning Cheng's long spear and the opponent's long hook magic weapon blasted together, bursting into vitality. Whether it was the strength of the divine consciousness or the strength of the divine essence, the difference between this monk and Ning Cheng was too far.
The monk was shot directly by Ning Cheng, and before he could land, the pattern of Ning Cheng's long spear fell on him.
It's just that in such a place where the rules are broken, Ning Cheng's spear pattern is greatly reduced after it is blasted out, and the opponent's strength should not be low. This spear pattern did not cut the opponent in two, only drew a line on him. Blood mist.
The other monk who haunted the Yuan clan man saw his companion being blasted off by Ning Cheng, and hurried back several meters away. He was afraid of being besieged by Ning Cheng and this Yuan clan man.
"Thank you for saving me once." The Yuan Clan man escaped and said gratefully to Ning Cheng.
Ning Cheng smiled, "No thanks, you saved me back then."
This wishing clan man is obviously not the kind of deep-scheming generation. Hearing Ning Cheng's words, his face immediately turned red. Because he pulled Ning Cheng up at the beginning, it wasn't considered as saving Ning Cheng. He also tied Ning Cheng to the Yuan Clan.
"My name is Joey." The wishing clan man said again.
"My name is Ning Cheng." Ning Cheng had a good impression of Joey, who helped him once, and did not hide his name. "Why do so many people come here today to sneak attack? Why didn't the king see it?"
"No, the king is dangerous..." When Joey, who was talking to Ning Cheng, heard Ning Cheng talking about the king, he immediately remembered the king's situation and turned around to leave.
But he quickly remembered something, and quickly looked at Ning Cheng again, and said urgently, "Ning Cheng, I want to save the king. Can you help me?"
Ning Cheng didn't hesitate, and responded directly, "Once you saved me, of course I can help you. It's just that there are too many practitioners here, and I am not their opponent, so after I help you, I must hurry up. Flee. Your Lan Chengyuan family may be afraid this time..."
The Ningcheng dialect means that the Lan Chengyuan clan is a bit dangerous this time.
"Thank you, thank you..." Joey turned around and left. He didn't slaughter the monks of the wishing race in the face of the accident at all, and he didn't care what Ning Cheng said.
Following Joey, Ning Cheng was a little confused. If Lan Chengyuan would be killed so easily. How could it have stood here for so many years
After Joey took Ning Cheng around the square, two giant trees suddenly appeared in front of Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng had observed the square many times, but had never seen these two giant trees. Seeing Joey rushing into the giant tree, Ning Cheng also rushed in.
Once inside, Ning Cheng felt as if he had entered another world. Waves of spell fluctuations and bursts of vitality passed, and there was even a bloody atmosphere in the space. Immediately, Ningcheng saw a dozen monks fighting around a beautiful woman. That beautiful woman Ning Cheng met when he was monitoring Lan Bing's room before. Aunt Li who has seen it.
There were more than a dozen dead bodies lying on the ground, including men and women. Most of them were from the Lan Chengyuan clan, and there were also a few monks who were killed.
The beautiful woman was covered in blood. Embarrassed, the clothes on his body are also extremely broken. Although every time she shot, a white light blasted out, but there were too many monks besieging her.
"I'm going to kill you robbers..." Joey roared when he saw the miserable scene in front of him, and rushed up frantically.
Farther away, a cloud of white mist was swirling, and there seemed to be something in the mist. And Lan Bing was sitting on the edge of the fog, ignoring the outside world. It can be said that if the beautiful women hadn't blocked these monks, Lan Bing would have been rushed over and killed by these monks long ago.
The fog seems to contain endless power of rules, and the rules between heaven and earth seem to be absorbed by this fog.
Ning Cheng sighed, he guessed something. If he didn't guess wrong, there should be no fruit for Ahan in the mist. It is estimated that the time has come for the fruit of Ahan to ripen, and Yuan Clan didn't know what was going on, and even leaked this amazing thing.
Joey had just rushed in, and he had the armor of willingness, and it was safe for a while. It was the beautiful woman. Looking at her, Ning Cheng knew that if he didn't make a move, the beautiful woman would be killed if he insisted on breathing for more than a dozen times.
He was here to help Joey, but now that Joey is doing it, Ning Cheng would naturally not stand idly by. The spear came out, and the shadow of the spear pattern rolled up to the beautiful woman's side.
Perhaps it was because Ahan had no fruit to mature, which caused his spiritual consciousness to be greatly enhanced. But compared to his supernatural powers, these divine knowledge are far from enough for him to display supernatural powers.
The gun pattern rushed into the cultivator group, and instantly smashed the arm of a cultivator who was about to kill the beautiful woman. Before the monk could ease his breath, Ning Cheng's spear struck an almost invisible trace and flew the head of the monk with the broken arm.
Ning Cheng killed one person as soon as he arrived. This was still not enough to change the scene. It just turned the beautiful woman who was almost killed into a precarious one.
"You monk, you actually helped this group of wishing disciples, scum..." A middle-aged male cultivator suddenly shouted angrily when he saw Ning Cheng cast a spell to kill someone.
The beautiful woman didn't expect Ning Cheng to come over and help her. She was too late to thank Ning Cheng, and several spells of blades rushed at her.
At this moment, Lan Bing, who had been sitting on the edge of the white mist, suddenly stood up, waving her hands constantly, and she didn't know what she was singing.
Ning Cheng, who was taking the shot, suddenly felt cold all over, and an invisible huge palm bound him tightly. At this moment, his spiritual essence was restrained, and some of the spiritual consciousness that he had only after half a month of cultivation was also completely restrained. A deep prayer kept ringing in his ears, and he couldn't refuse it at all.
"Don't kill Ning Cheng..." The beautiful woman just yelled out these words, and the endless white blade of light was scattered all over the sky.
Screams and screams kept ringing in Ning Cheng's ears. Ning Cheng saw that the monks who had besieged the beautiful women were all torn into pieces by the endless blade of light. The next moment, he was also trapped by the endless blade light.
A wave of blade lights blasted on his body, tearing open his clothes, and directly scratching his body with blood marks one after another.
Ning Cheng felt a little chilly in his heart. He was certain that if he were not a perfect body refiner with a starry sky body, he would have been cut into pieces like other monks.
"Binger, don't kill Ning Cheng, stop quickly." The beautiful woman continued to shout.
Lan Bing still didn't stop, and the endless blade light was even sharper. The white light got stronger and stronger, even Ning Cheng was a little bit weak in persistence. At this time, Ning Cheng's body became blood-stained. This scene of being restrained by powerful forces and completely waiting for death made Ning Cheng feel very aggrieved.
"My lord, please forgive Ning Cheng." Joey fell to his knees.
But Lan Bing still didn't have any idea to stop, the gestures continued to condense, and the white light was still swept out endlessly.
Ning Cheng felt a little regretful in his heart. He had long known that Yuan Clan would not be that simple, and now it seems that it is so. If this continues, his starry sky body can't bear it either.
"Puff..." Finally, when another blade of light swept away a bloody mist from Ning Cheng, Lan Bing stopped singing.
Joey came to Ning Cheng right away, supporting Ning Cheng with both hands, "Ning Cheng, are you okay?"
After Lan Bing stopped singing and gestures, his spiritual consciousness finally recovered a little again. He took out a robe and put it on his body, which had already been dyed red. Then he said to Joey, "I'm fine, I'm leaving. I'll see you later."
While speaking, Ning Cheng quickly used his spiritual sense to depict a teleportation formation deep in the soles of his feet. After the teleportation formation was finished, he slowly withdrew from the two giant trees. In it, he felt a threat, a threat to his life.
He was obviously here to help, and Lan Bing didn't show any mercy to him when he killed someone, which made him feel the cruelty of this woman even more. Obviously all the monks around were killed, Lan Bing was still constantly mobilizing the blade light to attack him.
The reason why he arranged a teleportation formation was because he wanted to take away a few Ah Han Wu Ze Guo before he left. He owes Joey, not Lanbing. Being hurt like this by Lan Bing, if he doesn't come back to find some compensation, he will feel very uncomfortable.
Ning Cheng walked out of the two giant trees, and all the corpses caught his eye. Except for the few members of the wishing clan who were still alive, the monks who came in were bombarded and killed by the wishing force's blade light without exception.
Joey followed and said apologetically to Ning Cheng, "I'm sorry, the king is anxious about the crisis of my wish clan. This has mobilized the power of the iconic wish to attack these practitioners. In fact, it didn't mean to target you."
Ning Cheng smiled and patted Joey on the shoulder, "It's okay, I can understand. If I want to get out of the land, do you have a better map?"
Seeing the blood stains on Ning Cheng's face and the appearance of the wounds everywhere, Joey felt even more guilty. He shook his head, "After entering Pozezhidi, I can't get out anymore, and I don't have a map."
"Don't forget it, then I'll go first." Ning Cheng finished speaking, speeding up his pace, and quickly walked out of the empty green space of the Yuan Clan and passed through the canyon.
Along the way, Ningcheng saw all the bodies of the Yuan clan, and he sighed. The rivers and lakes are really everywhere, and there are such things in the depths of this broken rule. And he himself, isn't he also ready to steal Ahan's fruitlessness
(To be continued)