"Haha, you two are here so soon? I thought you would hold on for a while longer." A monk on the fourth level of Xuandan immediately recognized Jia Lingwei and Changsun Yan and said with a laugh. He
The 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 took away their cultivation resources and then let them go. It turned out that they had known for a long time that they would come again.
"Haha, okay, okay..." The monk at the fourth level of Xuandan continued to laugh, and after saying "good" several times, he said, "Come to my side, I promise to let you go, and I won't take your money."
Spirit Stone, I guess you don’t have any Spirit Stone anymore.”
"He Zhijiang, since you want the big one, give the small one to us." Someone also spoke at the other side of the bluestone door.
Jia Lingwei's face changed. She knew what these people meant. She had no way of interfacing. In addition to the ten of them, there were already twenty or thirty people gathered here. If she really couldn't be kind in the end, she would have no choice but to commit suicide.
"Everyone, I am Cheng Yixiao from the Wu Nian Sect. Please consider that we are all monks from the Yixing Continent. Please let us borrow it. A mere gift is not a sign of respect." The fifth-level Xuan Dan with the highest cultivation level in the team
The monk took out a storage bag that had been prepared and sent it up.
"Wu Nian Sect? Is Wu Nian Sect great? I was also a member of Wu Nian Sect hundreds of years ago. It's useless." The fourth-level Xuandan monk named He Zhijiang said disdainfully. He didn't even take one.
Xiao's storage bag, his eyes were just staring at Jia Lingwei fieryly.
"Senior, are you from the Wu Nian Sect?" Cheng Yixiao said in surprise.
He Zhijiang spit out and said, "I said it was hundreds of years ago. Who is the Wu Nian Sect now? It's none of my business? Your surname is Cheng. It must have something to do with Cheng Yishui."
When Cheng Yixiao heard this, his heart sank. He retracted his respectful smile and said in a neither arrogant nor humble tone, "That's my father."
After He Zhijiang heard this, he said even more disdainfully, "That old and crooked man, at such an old age, still managed to get a little guy like you. It shows that he has slept with a lot of young women."
"You are looking for death..." Cheng Yixiao could not bear such words, and at the same time he had already sacrificed his magic weapon. However, he calmed down after the magic weapon was sacrificed. Even if he could defeat this Xuan Dan
On the fourth floor, how many people are there? There are seven or eight people with higher cultivation than him. He is probably the only Xuandan monk on his side who can really take action. Although there are several Xuandan monks nearby,
Then he definitely won't take action.
"Why don't you take action?" He Zhijiang mocked Cheng Yixiao again, and then said coldly, "The ten people who came over all took out their storage rings. Let us check them."
"Senior, wasn't it enough for everyone to pay 200,000 spirit stones before?" Jia Lingwei is here for the second time. She is more familiar with the rules here. 200,000 spirit stones is a big deal for an ordinary Xuanye monk.
, still not a small number.
"That happened a few months ago, but it has been changed now, and this guy pissed me off." He Zhijiang pointed at Cheng Yixiao's nose and snorted.
After he finished humming, he pointed at Nalan Ruxue and said, "That woman, take the rag off her face and come here."
"He Zhijiang, I want this woman." An unhurried voice said lightly. The speaker was a brown-clothed monk at the entrance of the eighth bluestone gate, who was already at the eighth level of Xuandan.
He Zhijiang heard this voice and quickly bowed and said, "Yes, since Brother Rong wants this woman, it is her blessing."
After saying that, he glared at Nalan Ruxue and said, "Why don't you hurry up and go to Brother Rong's place? Do you want me to take action?"
Nalan Ruxue shuddered, and then she realized that her previous thoughts were too naive.
At this moment, a third-level Xuandan monk at the fourth bluestone door pointed at a woman behind Nalan Ruxue and said, "Come over that woman, I want it."
Standing behind Nalan Ruxue was a female cultivator of the third level of Xuan Liquid. Before she could react when she heard this, Jia Lingwei's expression changed and she quickly sent a message and said, "Junior Sister Shasha, run away quickly..."
"
Even after saying this, Jia Lingwei knew in her heart that even if Junior Sister Shasha ran away immediately, she wouldn't be able to get far.
The Xuandan monk who asked for Salsa suddenly looked at He Zhijiang and said, "Brother He, this woman doesn't know what is good or bad, and she dares to transmit the message. After you have finished enjoying it, give it to our fellow apprentices here too."
"
Jia Lingwei's face immediately turned extremely pale. How could she not know the meaning of these words.
He Zhijiang smiled and said nothing. Obviously he didn't want to give Jia Lingwei to this third-level Xuandan monk. This third-level Xuandan monk didn't care either. After he said this, someone rushed out and reached out to grab him.
The female cultivator behind Nalan Ruxue.
Cheng Yixiao's temperament has always been very direct, and he hates evil. Now someone is arresting the female cultivator in his team in front of him. How can he hold back anymore? The Liguang Golden Flame Sword that was ready to be sacrificed turned into something in an instant.
A curtain of swords blocked the monk at the third level of Xuandan.
"Do you really dare to take action? Lu Ming, you go over first, and I will help you block this one." He Zhijiang sneered, and at the same time, he sacrificed his magic weapon and rushed forward.
"Thank you so much, Brother He." Thanks to He Zhijiang's help, the monk named Lu Ming, who was on the third level of Xuandan, easily bypassed Cheng Yixiao.
The female cultivator named Shasha retreated hurriedly, but no matter how fast she went, she could not retreat in front of a third-level Xuandan cultivator in a regular road. She only retreated less than ten meters before she was caught by Lu Ming.
"You are still hiding after seeing the uncle? Do you look down on you, Uncle Lu?" Lu Ming grabbed Shasha in his hand, with a trace of anger in his eyes. He raised his hand and tore all the clothes of the woman named Shasha. At this moment, almost all the monks could
Saw **Sasha.
The female cultivator named Shasha screamed miserably. If she could commit suicide, she would have died long ago.
"Beast..." When Cheng Yixiao saw Lu Ming, he tore Shasha's clothes on the spot and was violent on the side. He could not hold back the raging anger in his heart. The Liguang Golden Flame Knife in his hand turned into a dense rain of knives.
, completely wrapping He Zhijiang.
"Ah..." Another scream came, and He Zhijiang had one of his arms chopped off by Cheng Yixiao and flew backwards.
Riding a roar, He Zhijiang flew away and rushed directly towards Lu Ming. However, before he could reach Lu Ming, he was stopped by a horse-faced monk.
, you can defeat He Zhijiang, it seems you are also a genius."
Cheng Yixiao forced himself to calm down. Although He Zhijiang's cultivation was at the fourth level of Xuandan, his attacks were extremely powerful. If he were replaced by another monk at the fifth level of Xuandan, he would definitely not be He Zhijiang's opponent.
And the person who stopped him was Brother Rong, who had booked Nalan Ruxue. His cultivation level at the eighth level of Xuandan was several levels higher than his.
"Let me see if you are really that awesome..." After Brother Rong, who was at the eighth level of Xuandan, finished speaking, a large seal had already blasted towards Cheng Yixiao with a strong murderous intention in him.
Taking advantage of Yixiao's desire to hold back his desire to save people, the Liguang Golden Flame Saber brought out a golden flame-like sword light this time and enveloped Dafang Seal.
For a moment, the surrounding air was completely exploded by true energy, and the terrifying explosion sound drowned the two fighting people.
"As expected, you are indeed the son of Cheng Yishui. With only the fifth level of Xuandan, you can actually block Brother Rong. Let me see if you are really powerful..." As he spoke, another monk with the seventh level of Xuandan
Joined the war group.
It was already difficult to deal with the horse-faced Brother Rong with the fifth level of Xiaoxuan Dan. Now that he added the seventh level of Xuandan, he immediately started to struggle.
Only a dozen people could not breathe, and he and his knife were blown away by Brother Rong's square seal, and he hit a mountainous area directly, completely smashing the mountainous area.
Even so, Cheng Yixiao still struggled to sit up, but his injuries were too severe. He just sat down for a moment and fell down again.
The scene was silent, no one dared to rescue Cheng Yixiao, except for the sound of Lu Ming torturing the female cultivator, it was like hell here.
Brother Rong, who was on the eighth level of Xuandan, 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 extremely pale in an instant, and she finally understood what Chang Sunyan meant. At this time, she could not say a word, and even her hands were trembling.
Seeing that Nalan Ruxue was motionless, Brother Rong frowned slightly. Just as he was about to speak, a black stream of light suddenly passed through his eyes. The next moment, he heard a soft sound of 'pop'. At this speed,
Even he can't stop it.
Lu Ming, who was lying on the female cultivator named Shasha, was picked up by a black spear. The black spear was inserted from Lu Ming's waist, and Lu Ming was lifted up and flew directly up.
"Boom..." The black spear pinned Lu Ming to a tall rock in the distance, exploding gravel everywhere, and the tail of the black spear swayed freely.
At this time, there were traces of blood falling on the line that Lu Ming flew through the air.
"Put on your clothes first." As the words fell, a gray robe fell on Shasha's body.
When she was insulted by Lu Mingzhong, the female cultivator named Shasha had long wanted to commit suicide. But at this time, the restraint on her body was removed by a robe. She suddenly lost the courage to commit suicide and hurriedly wrapped herself in the robe from the side.
Rushed out.
No one tried to stop her. Everyone focused their attention on the man who had just fallen from the sky. This was just a thin and ordinary middle-aged man. On the man's shoulders, there was a fist with only two fists.
size of puppy.
None of the monks blocking the road at Qingshi Gate knew this person, but all the monks who wanted to pass through the canyon knew this person. This was the Yuan-building monk named Hang Jiao Jiaogun on the boat.
Yuan.
Regardless of whether he is Zhuyuan or not, a person who can kill a third-level Xuandan monk with one shot is definitely not a simple person.
"Plop, tap..." Lu Ming's body was nailed to the rock, still dripping blood. Apart from that, there was no other sound, and the sound of this drop of blood highlighted this place. 's silence.
(The third update is here. It’s the last day. I have a monthly ticket for Lao Wu! We’ll stop here today and continue tomorrow.)
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