These monks who came out of the air were wearing uniform robes with several strange beasts embroidered on the cuffs. They had different auras, but they were very similar to Xiao Wuye and others. They should be monks from the seven major sects.

Order is maintained here.

After Tu Kong saw them, he quickly laughed and said: "No, we are just discussing some small things."

"No shouting or drinking is allowed in Dafang City in the wilderness. Forget it this time. If there is a next time, you will be locked up for one year!"

The monks gave everyone a cold look and sped away.

Then Tu Kong glared fiercely at the poacher, "Old Ghost Du, what do you mean? You don't know how to come first, first served!?"

Du Laogui chuckled and ignored Tu Kong, but looked at the three monks: "Three of you, their team is not experienced enough and has not been to the Nine Wilderness Territories a few times, but our 'Flying Dragon' team is different.

The three desperate situations have been encountered more than ten times, and more than 60% of the monks can survive each time. I wonder if the three of you are interested?"

The three monks glanced at Old Ghost Du, then at the flying dragon team in the distance, and then looked at each other, as if they were conversing through sound transmission.

After a while, one of the male cultivators smiled slightly and said: "Thank you for your kind invitation, but the three of us are not used to a team with too many people..."

"Oh, that's it, that's all."

Old ghost Du nodded with a smile, turned around and left. Seeing this, Tu Kong glared at his back, and then smiled at the three monks and said: "You three, we are going to the desperate situation of death."

, I wonder if the three of us can go together?"

"We happen to be in a desperate situation, but... we need to set off immediately."

"That's just right. We only plan to gather seven people and hit the road. With the three of you, we have just the right number, and we'll have someone to take care of us on the way."

Tu Kong laughed.

The three monks looked at each other and raised the corners of their mouths slightly. Then Tu Kong began to inquire about the details of the three of them, and by the way introduced Ning Qi and the others.

The two men and one woman claimed to be from casual cultivators. One of them was smiling, his eyes were narrowed when he spoke, and his surname was Wan Minglong. The other man looked taciturn, expressionless, and very cold, and his surname was Yu.

Sword, and the female cultivator has the same surname as Ning Qi, named Ning Donger.

"Is he just the Creator of Two Tribulations?"

Ning Dong'er looked at Ning Qi and frowned unconsciously.

"Ha, yes, Brother Xuanbei is only the Creator of the Second Tribulation, but don't underestimate Brother Xuanbei. He has not been practicing for a long time. If you put him among other sects, he must be a first-level existence of Tianjiao!

"

Tu Kong laughed quickly.

Ning Qi's eyes were a little strange. When had he told him that he would not be practicing for long? Is it possible to build momentum for him because he was afraid that these three people would not join the team?

"Really?"

Ning Donger's eyes were a little suspicious.

At this time, Wan Long glanced at her, then smiled at Ning Qi and said, "Brother Xuanbei, I'm sorry, my third sister has a bit of a temper, and I have offended her a lot, so please forgive me."

Ning Donger suddenly felt dissatisfied.

Ning Qi said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I am indeed the Creator of the Second Tribulation. Miss Ning is right."

He was not sure whether the Huanxi Demon Sect knew that he had broken through to the Creator of the Third Tribulation, so the aura he deliberately revealed before was only comparable to that of the Creator of the Second Tribulation.

"Then we are all here, why don't we set off today!?"

Tu Kong smiled.

"Let's make some more preparations and leave tomorrow."

Zhang Qinghuadao.

"Miss Zhang is right. Let's make some more preparations and meet here on time tomorrow. What do you think, Brother Tu?"

Wan Long smiled.

"No problem. I've been waiting for the past few years. Is there still only one day left? Why don't we go to Dahuang Building for a meal tonight? I'll treat you to Tu Kong!"

Tu Kong smiled.

Zhang Qinghua and Ji Kui expressed their pleasure at Tu Kong's invitation. Wan Long and the other three hesitated for a moment and nodded. Only Ning Qi did not express his position. However, because Ning Qi was only the Creator of the Second Tribulation, in fact, everyone's hearts

I don't think too highly of Ning Qi. It doesn't matter whether he expresses his opinion or not.

"Then it's decided!"

Tu Kong said with a smile.

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Dafang City in the wilderness at night is different from that in the daytime. It is even more lively than during the day. The lights are brightly lit and will last all night long!

Ning Qi did not plan to go to Dahuang Building, but wandered around the market, scanning the stalls again and again. If he was lucky, he might be able to pick up some treasures for him.

Along the way, there were many flamboyant female cultivators on the road, most of them were female cultivators of foreign races. From Ning Qi's aesthetic point of view, they were totally unacceptable. But when they passed by Ning Qi,

The monks who have stayed in Dafang City for a long time will naturally know what kind of business these female monks are doing.

"Six hundred Dao Evolution Immortal Coins!"

"Seven hundred! Boy, are you trying to steal a woman from me? Don't you know that I'm from the Dragon Squad?"

"Senior, she is my sister. Please show me your kindness and let me take my sister away."

"Bullshit, this kind of natural Jiuyin Juemai can be used as my cauldron. Since she is your sister, you should thank me even more and become my cauldron. I believe her cultivation will break through rapidly. Maybe

Maybe there will be a chance to achieve the Creation Realm in the future!”

Ning Qi paused for a moment. The place selling slaves in front of him was a bit lively. Many monks gathered around him. Ning Qi walked over and saw Bu Shaofeng, whom he had met a few months ago, standing in front of a stall with an anxious look on his face.

Behind him knelt a confused woman, as if someone had cast a forbidden spell on her, locking her mind.

In front of Bu Shaofeng, stood several Second Tribulation Creators. Ning Qi had the impression that these people were members of Du Lao's Ghost Flying Dragon Team.

One of them had a cold expression and was only 1.6 meters tall. He looked like a monkey-like monk and was taunting Bu Shaofeng coldly.

"You two agree on the price among yourselves, and don't make any noise in front of my stall!"

The stall owner is a foreign monk with the head of a bull and the body of a bull. His big bulging eyes are filled with a trace of blood. He is also the Creator of Two Tribulations.

There are many slaves in this stall, about a hundred of them, some of them have no cultivation, some of them are not weak in cultivation, there are not only human races, but also alien races, all kinds of things, but the only thing in common is that they all look confused.

"Only seven hundred Dao Yanxian coins, I will take this woman away!"

The short monk glanced at Bu Shaofeng coldly, and then threw a leather bag to the bull-headed monk. After the bull-headed monk checked the number, his eyes fell on Bu Shaofeng: "He offered seven hundred, how much did you offer?"

"One thousand, I will give you one thousand!"
Chapter completed!