After hearing Ye Qingcheng's words, Mo Chong felt jealous and regretful. What was jealous was that Wang Xiaoqiang and Ye Qingcheng rode together with a flying sword, and there would definitely be physical contact during the flight. Damn, I usually don't have the qualification to pull the junior sister Ye's hand. This kid picked up the big advantage. What was regretful was that he just refused to take Wang Xiaoqiang on his sword, otherwise Wang Xiaoqiang would not be able to pick up the big advantage of using the beauty to fight the sword together.

But it was too late to regret. Ye Qingcheng had already set up a flying sword at this time. Ye Qingcheng's flying sword was two feet long. The green sword body shook, and the light was shining, slowly floating in front of Ye Qingcheng's feet. Ye Qingcheng moved his lotus step lightly, stepped on one step, then leaned against the tip of the sword, leaving the hilt of the sword for Wang Xiaoqiang, then waved to Wang Xiaoqiang and smiled, "Fellow Dao Wang, come up..."

Wang Xiaoqiang smiled happily and stepped on the sword. To be honest, this was the first time he stepped on the flying sword. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. As soon as he stepped on it, his body became unbalanced and he was about to fall down. In the end, Ye Qingcheng grabbed his hand and stabilized his body. Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang looked nervous, he was not pretending, and while surprised, he couldn't help but smile, "Hehehe~~ Why do I think it's your first time?"

"Uh, I haven't used a sword for a long time~" Although there was a warm and soft spot on the tentacles, Wang Xiaoqiang's head was sweating.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you did it on purpose! If you want to hold hands with Junior Sister Ye, you won't deliberately make yourself so embarrassed... Tip~!" Mo Chong did not hide the sourness in his tone and his contempt for Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Stand up, let's go~" Ye Qingcheng seemed to not want to listen to Mo Chong's long-winded words. He compared his right hand, and the flying sword under his feet whizzed and soared like a rocket.

Oh my god!

Wang Xiaoqiang, who had never even played bungee jumping in his life, had never seen this formation before, and felt a heavy head and light feet, and his body swayed, and he was about to fall from the flying sword.

Fortunately, Ye Qingcheng supported him in time with his other hand so that he would not fall down.

The flying sword rose up and moved to the sky above the sinkhole, overlooking the sinkhole from the flying sword. It was a dark and round mouth, like the mouth of a giant beast, making people feel nervous.

In order not to make a fool of yourself, and to prevent Ye Qingcheng from thinking that he was deliberately teasing her, Wang Xiaoqiang released all the fifty spiritual springs in his body, and all 128 spiritual springs floated on the surface of his body. He stabilized his body and could also defend at any time. Although Wang Xiaoqiang had never tried it, from Ye Qingcheng's gradually nervous expression, it can be seen that it is dangerous to go down to the bottom of the sinkhole.

At this time, Ling Qiyan and Mo Chong also came to the sky above the pit with swords. Three flying swords were shining in the night sky, and Ye Qingcheng was green. What Mo asked was a flying sword wrapped in white light. Ling Qiyan was a flying sword flashing with purple light.

The disciples from the main sect were indeed not wandering soldiers and sanchanging. They had a certain degree of discipline. Only when the three of them arrived above the sinkhole did they land in a tacit understanding.

The sinkhole was as dark as ink. If it weren't for the bright light on the flying sword, it would have been impossible to see your five fingers.

The pit is really deep, and I don’t know how deep it is. Anyway, these swordsmans were at a speed of 60 yards of motorcycles. After ten minutes of down, they still couldn’t reach the bottom. The more they settled, the colder the air became, and there seemed to be a cold wind blew.

The three people in Taiyi Sect looked solemn, but Wang Xiaoqiang was fearless and his face was still relaxed and at ease.

It took about twenty minutes before it got down to the bottom.

Before he could fall, he heard a roar of a giant beast, echoing in the sinkhole, making his scalp numb.

"No, there are monsters!" Ling Qiyan shouted and reminded, "Everyone get closer."

Ye Qingcheng and Mo Chong immediately drove their swords closer to Ling Qiyan. It was obvious that they both usually followed Ling Qiyan's lead.

It takes a lot of spiritual power to control the sword. Although there are monsters at the bottom of the pit, if you control the sword for a long time, the three of them will not be allowed to land at the bottom of the pit for a rest.

Finally, we reached the bottom of the pit.

"Everyone is on guard against the sword!" Ling Qiyan shouted. After the four of them fell, the three Taiyi Sect did not put away the flying sword, but instead controlled the sword in front of them, rolling the cold air from all sides, invading the skin, making people creepy.

Wang Xiaoqiang sucked twenty-eight spiritual springs into his body, releasing fire-type spiritual energy to wander around to keep warm and resist the cold air. One hundred spiritual springs were suspended around and resisting the attacks of monsters at any time. However, while these hundred spiritual springs were on guard, they also greedily absorbed the rich spiritual energy at the bottom of the pit.

"Ah, what a rich spiritual energy~~" Ye Qingcheng said in surprise.

"Junior Sister Ye, now is not the time to absorb spiritual energy. You have to relieve the danger first..." Ling Qiyan reminded in a deep voice.

"Roar~~" A roar that shocked the eardrums sounded, accompanied by a fishy storm. Soon a monster with a tiger head and a snake body appeared within the range of the sword light.

The monster's feet are thirty meters long, the size of a bucket, the head of a tiger, the eyes are like copper bells, but the blood-red light of a snake, with a big mouth open and staring at the four people angrily. A greedy light flashed in its eyes.

Although these four people are not ordinary people, they are all the first time they have encountered a monster in the sinkhole, and they can't help but feel shocked and nervous.

"Be careful!" Ling Qiyan shouted and reminded that the three flying swords turned to the four people at the same time, roaring and roaring. The monster seemed to be very afraid of the flying sword. Seeing that the three flying swords were blocking their front, he did not pounce on him directly, wandered around and gathered around, looking like he wanted to avoid the flying sword and launch an attack on the four people.

But the monster wandered, and the three flying swords were also wandering with the master's intentions, keeping in front of the four people.

One hundred spiritual springs were wandering around Wang Xiaoqiang's body at this time. Instead of actively attacking the monsters, they desperately absorbed the spiritual energy at the bottom of the pit.

"Roar~~" The monster suddenly roared loudly, and its body bounced on the ground like a giant python. With a swish, it actually crossed the protection of the flying sword and reached the top of the four people's heads. Then it opened its bloody mouth and bit it directly at the four people.

Ah~~

The four of them panicked. The three Taiyi Sect obviously lacked practical experience. Seeing this, they were in chaos and evading the dodge while forcing them to resist.

It was too late to avoid it, and the flying sword was a beat slower.

The monster rushed down and bit Ye Qingcheng, who had the lowest cultivation level. Look, if he went down, he could swallow Ye Qingcheng in one bite.

Ye Qingcheng's face was pale and his expression was desolate.

Ling Qiyan and Mo Chong instinctively dodged away, but Wang Xiaoqiang did not dodge. First, he had no cultivation and did not have the ability to dodge. Second, he could not watch Ye Qingcheng suffer.

At the moment of tension, the hundred spiritual springs floating around Wang Xiaoqiang were shocked with Wang Xiaoqiang's intentions. The five colors were drawn together to form a white color, each radiating a white Gengjin aura, and one hundred gold-type spiritual energy as thick as a arm, shot into the monster's huge mouth like a hundred arrows.

"Wow~~" The monster pounced on his body and then twisted and shrank back. Obviously, the attack was not light.

Ling Qiyan and Mo Wen immediately killed the monster with their flying swords and cut the monster into three pieces.

Wang Xiaoqiang put Ye Qingcheng's trembling body in his arms and comforted him, "It's okay."

Although Wang Xiaoqiang didn't take action, Ye Qingcheng also knew that Wang Xiaoqiang saved him just now, otherwise Wang Xiaoqiang would have dodged like two fellow disciples. If it weren't for Wang Xiaoqiang's actions, who would have saved her?

After killing the monster, Ling Qiyan and Mo Chong immediately turned to look at the junior sister Ye Qingcheng. Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was being held in Wang Xiaoqiang's arms, Ling Qiyan was a little embarrassed and a little ashamed of what happened just now. But Mo Chong was jealous. The beautiful and cute junior sister was actually hugged by that guy, but he couldn't say anything at this time.

Ye Qingcheng leaned in Wang Xiaoqiang's arms, without any intention of leaving him. Wang Xiaoqiang quietly said to her, "You sit cross-legged beside me, I guarantee you are fine..."

Ye Qingcheng raised his eyes and stared at Wang Xiaoqiang. Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's sincere expression, he felt a lot of trust in him. He nodded and sat cross-legged beside Wang Xiaoqiang, breathing and breathing.

After attacking the monster, one hundred spiritual springs were still suspended around Wang Xiaoqiang's body, desperately absorbing spiritual energy. The spiritual energy at the bottom of the pit was extremely rich, almost a hundred times that of the air above. Suddenly, one hundred spiritual springs contracted and expanded violently, and then a slight cracking sounded.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff...

One hundred spiritual springs were divided into two, and they were divided into two hundred spiritual springs. Two hundred spiritual springs were suspended around Wang Xiaoqiang, flowing in five colors, and still desperately absorbing the spiritual energy at the bottom of the pit.

Now, Wang Xiaoqiang has a total of 228 spiritual springs.

The monster was killed and the danger was lifted. Ling Qiyan and Mo Wen immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, breathing in and sucking the rich spiritual energy at the bottom of the pit. At this moment, another roar of the monster came. The two who had just closed their eyes quickly opened their eyes and at the same time, they used the flying sword again to prepare for defense.

"Roar~~~~~"

"Roar~~~~~~~"

The monster's screams were different from the one with the tiger-headed and snake body before, and it sounded not one, but two, and it seemed larger than the other. Soon, the two ends were shaped like wolves, but more than twice as big as wolves. The monster with golden retrievers appeared in the range of sword light.

At this time, Ye Qingcheng, who had been sitting cross-singing and breathing, also opened her eyes. Although Wang Xiaoqiang's promise was first, she was unwilling to let her fellow disciples deal with the monsters alone. Seeing the two monsters approaching, she frowned. It seemed that there were really many monsters at the bottom of the pit.

At the same time, her blue sword was sacrificing and protecting her and Wang Xiaoqiang. The sword light reflected on her face, making her look even more gorgeous and charming.

"Roar~~~~" Two monsters with wolves roared together, and then scattered, one in front and the other behind everyone else. The monsters were obviously spiritual, and they were obviously extremely afraid of flying swords, and it seemed that they wanted to attack suddenly while the four humans were unprepared.
Chapter completed!