Chapter 203

"Haha, the two of you are here so soon? I thought you would hold on for a while longer." A cultivator on the fourth floor of Xuandan immediately recognized Jia Lingwei and Zhang Sunyan, and said with a laugh. His location is 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 turns out that people have long known that they will come again.

"Haha, okay, okay..." The cultivator on the fourth floor of Xuandan continued to laugh, and after saying goodbye a few times, he said, "You come to my side, I promise you to pass, and I don't want yours. Spirit Stone, I guess you don't have any Spirit Stone anymore."

"He Zhijiang, since you asked for the big one, give the small one to us." Someone at the other bluestone gate also spoke.

Jia Lingwei's face changed, she knew what these people meant. She didn't have an interface. In addition to 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 her meridians.

"Everyone, I'm Cheng Yixiao from Wu Nianzong. Please also consider that everyone is a monk from Yixing Continent, let us borrow it, a mere gift is not a respect." The fifth floor of Xuandan with the highest cultivation base in the team The monk took out a storage bag that had already been prepared and sent it up.

"Wu Nian Zong? Wu Nian Zong is great? Lao Tzu also belonged to Wu Nian Zong hundreds of years ago, so he has something to use." The fourth-floor Xuandan monk named He Zhijiang said disdainfully, he didn't pick up one at all. Xiao's storage bag, his eyes just stared at Jia Lingwei fiery.

"Senior is Wu Nian Zong?" Cheng Yixiao said in surprise.

He Zhijiang spit out and said, "I said it was hundreds of years ago. Who is Wunianzong now. It's none of my business? Your surname is Cheng. It must have something to do with that Cheng Yishui."

Cheng Yixiao's heart sank when he heard this, he withdrew his respectful smile, and his tone became neither arrogant nor humble, "That's my father."

After He Zhijiang heard this, he said even more disdainfully, "That old and unscrupulous person, at such an old age, still makes a little one like you. It can be seen that there are a lot of young women on him."

"You are courting death..." How could Cheng Yixiao hold back such words, and at the same time he had already sacrificed his magic weapon. However, after the magic weapon was released, he calmed down. Even if he could win the fourth layer of Xuandan, how many people were there? There are seven or eight people whose cultivation is higher than him. The Xuandan cultivator who can really take action on his side is probably the only one. Although there are still a few Xuandan cultivators on the side, they will definitely not do it.

"Why don't you do it?" He Zhijiang sneered at Cheng Yixiao again, and then said coldly, "All ten people who came over took out their storage rings. Let's check it again."

"Senior, didn't everyone just get 200,000 spirit stones?" Jia Lingwei was here for the second time. Be more familiar with the rules here. 200,000 spirit stones are still not a small number for an ordinary mysterious liquid cultivator.

"That was a few months ago, and it has been changed now, and this kid pissed me off." He Zhijiang pointed at Cheng Yixiao's nose and snorted.

After humming, he pointed at Nalan Ruxue and said, "That woman, remove the rags from her face and come over."

"He Zhijiang, I want this woman." A calm voice said lightly. The one who spoke was a brown-robed cultivator at the entrance of the eighth bluestone gate, who was already on the eighth floor of Xuandan.

He Zhijiang heard this voice and quickly bowed and said, "Yes, since Brother Rong wants this woman, it is her blessing."

After he finished speaking, he glared at Nalan Ruxue and said, "Why don't you get out and go to Brother Rong, do you want me to do it?"

Nalan Ruxue fought a cold war, and then she realized that her previous thoughts were too naive.

At this moment, a third-level Xuandan cultivator at the gate of the fourth bluestone pointed to a woman behind Nalan Ruxue and said, "I want that woman here."

Standing behind Nalan Ruxue was a female cultivator on the third floor of the mysterious liquid. She didn't react when she heard this, Jia Lingwei's face changed, and she quickly said through voice transmission, "Junior Sister Sasha, hurry up and escape... "

Although she said this, Jia Lingwei knew in her heart that even if Junior Sister Sasha fled immediately, she wouldn't be able to go very far.

The Xuandan cultivator who wanted Sasha suddenly looked at He Zhijiang and said, "Brother He, this woman doesn't know what's wrong, yet she still dares to transmit sound. After you finish enjoying it here, I will use it for our fellow apprentices. "

Jia Lingwei's face immediately became extremely pale, how could she not know the meaning of these words.

He Zhijiang smiled, there was no interface, obviously he didn't want to give Jia Lingwei to this third-layer Xuandan cultivator. The third-layer Xuandan cultivator didn't care either. After he finished saying this, someone rushed out and grabbed the female cultivator behind Nalan Ruxue.

Cheng Yixiao's temperament has always been very direct, and he hates evil like hatred. Now someone arrests the female cultivator in his squad in front of him, how can he hold back any longer? The Liguang Golden Flame Saber, which was ready to be sacrificed, instantly turned into a blade curtain, blocking the cultivator on the third floor of the Profound Core.

"Do you really dare to shoot this kid? Lu Ming, you go first, and I will help you block this one with a whistle." He Zhijiang sneered, and at the same time sacrificed his magic weapon, and rushed up.

"Thank you, Brother He." The monk on the third floor of Xuandan named Lu Ming easily bypassed Cheng Yixiao because of He Zhijiang's help.

The female cultivator named Sasha hurriedly retreated, but no matter how fast she was, she couldn't retreat in front of the third-layer Xuandan cultivator on a regular road. He just stepped back less than ten meters and was caught by Lu Ming.

"Hide when you see Uncle? Look down on you, Uncle Lu?" Lu Ming grabbed Sasha in his hand, with a trace of anger in his eyes, he raised his hand and tore all the clothes of the woman named Sasha. At this moment, almost all the monks can see the **** Salsa.

The female nun called Sasha screamed, if she could kill herself, she would have died long ago.

"Beast..." Cheng Yixiao saw Lu Ming tore Sasha's clothes on the spot, and violently on the 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 covering He Zhijiang.

"Ah..." Another scream came, and He Zhijiang was cut off by Cheng Yixiao. flew out.

He Zhijiang flew with a whistle. Directly pounced on 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 had, boy? You can beat He Zhijiang in just a year or so after entering the rule road. It seems that you are also a genius."

Cheng Yixiao forced himself to calm down. Although He Zhijiang's cultivation level was at the fourth level of Xuan Dan, he was extremely powerful. This is him, if replaced by another five-layer Xuandan cultivator. Definitely not He Zhijiang's opponent.

And the one who stopped him in front of him was Brother Rong, who had reserved Nalan Ruxue. The eighth level of Xuandan's cultivation was a few levels higher than him.

"Let me see if you're really that good..." Brother Rong on the eighth floor of Xuandan finished speaking, Fang Dayin had already slammed into Cheng Yixiao with his strong murderous intent.

Cheng Yixiao strongly restrained himself to save people's **, Liguang Jinyan Dao brought a golden flame-like blade light this time to wrap Dafangyin.

For a time, the surrounding air was completely blasted by the true essence, and the terrible explosion sound drowned the two fighting.

"As expected, he is the son of Cheng Yishui. He is only on the fifth floor of Xuandan, and he can actually block Brother Rong. I'll also come to see if you are really powerful..." While speaking, it was another cultivator on the seventh floor of Xuandan. joined the fray.

Take a roar to the fifth floor of Xuandan. Brother Rong, who had dealt with this horse face at first, had already had enough trouble, but now that he has added a seventh layer of Xuandan, he immediately started to struggle.

Just a dozen or so, he couldn't breathe, and he was blasted out by Brother Rong's Fang Yin, even with a knife, and directly hit a mountain, smashing the mountain completely.

Even so, Cheng Yixiao still struggled to sit up, but his injuries were so severe that he just sat down and fell down again.

The scene was silent and no one dared to rescue him. Except for Lu Ming's voice torturing the female nun, it was like hell.

Brother Rong, who was on the eighth floor 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 pale in an instant, and she finally understood what Chang Sun Yan meant. At this moment, she couldn't say a word, and even her hands were shaking.

Brother Rong saw that Nalan Ruxue did not move, his brows wrinkled slightly, just as he was about to speak, suddenly a black streamer flashed across his eyes, and the next moment, he heard a soft sound of 'puff'. This speed, even he can't stop it.

Lu Ming, who was lying on the body of Sister Sasha, was picked up by a black spear. The black spear was inserted from Lu Ming's waist, and he took Lu Ming and flew directly.

"Boom..." The black spear nailed Lu Ming to a tall rock in the distance, blasting the rubble everywhere, and the black spear's tail swayed freely.

At this time, only the line that Lu Ming flew over in the air had bloodstains falling.

"Put on your clothes first." As the voice fell, a gray robe fell on Sasha's body.

When she was insulted by Lu Mingzhong, the female nun named Sasha wanted to die for a long time. At this time, the restraint on her body was lifted by a robe. She suddenly lost the courage to die, and quickly wrapped the robe from the side. rushed out.

No one stopped her, and 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 shoulders, stands a puppy the size of two fists.

None of the monks blocking the road at Qingshimen knew this person, but all the monks who had to pass through this canyon knew this person. This is exactly the cultivator of the Yuan Dynasty named Hang Jiaojiaogun on the boat. At this time, his cultivation base does not seem to be Zhuyuan.

Regardless of whether it is building yuan or not, a person who can nail a third-layer Xuandan cultivator to death with a single shot will definitely not be a simple person.

"Pa-ta, pa-ta..." Lu Ming's body was nailed to the rock, still dripping blood. In addition, there is no other sound, and the sound of this drop of blood sets off the silence here.

(The third one will be delivered, the last day is over, there is a monthly ticket for the fifth! We will be here today and continue tomorrow.)

......(To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!