Chapter Twenty-Nine: Rivals

Now that he has found the enemy, Zhang Ning no longer hesitates, and the triangle plate transforms into ten million three rounds of salvos, and the black mist is completely dissipated, revealing the person inside, who is the middle-aged monk of the Xuanming Sect who participated in the secret realm trial, holding the soul banner and looking black. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Ning had already advanced to the Jindan stage, and he could initially invoke the power of wind and thunder, and he manipulated his spiritual power to create a whirlpool of air currents to crush and disperse the black fog that surrounded him.

The Demon Cultivator of the Xuanming Sect snorted coldly and said, "I actually cracked my Xuanming Evil Qi, and I have some ability." ”

Zhang Ning also sneered and said, "I don't know why this fellow Daoist is eyeing Zaixia?"

Demon Xiu Ji smiled and said: "Others don't know, the ghost slave I raised smelled the smell of the treasure search rat on your body, and obediently handed over the treasure search mouse and all the magic weapons, and you can also give you a good time, so as not to be refined into a ghost slave and not enter the reincarnation!"

Zhang Ning's heart was relieved, as long as it wasn't for Xuanbao, his current cultivation would not be able to withstand the attack of the big faction. He pursed his lips and said contemptuously: "If you have the ability, you can take it yourself!" Before the words fell, the steel ruler flew out, completely ignoring the problem of air resistance, and spun rapidly and instantly attacked the demon cultivation of the Xuanming Sect, because the cultivation was improved, and even the control of the magic weapon was more comfortable.

The demon cultivator threw out the spirit banner in his hand, and the black qi rolled towards the steel ruler, and the steel ruler emitted a dazzling white light around the body, resisting the entanglement of the spirit flag.

Demon Xiu sacrificed another jet-black round bowl, and ghostly released dozens of hideous black shadows that chirped and screamed and screamed at Zhang Ning, Zhang Ning threw out several dust-free chalk, instantly purifying the black shadow, Zhang Ning was feeling that the chalk was still as sharp as in the original world, and saw that the jet-black round bowl had become countless times larger and covered himself,

A suction force instantly enveloped it, and even its divine consciousness was affected.

Zhang Ning had no choice but to sacrifice the collector's version of the scale, this magic weapon was the first to be refined, and the function was not strong enough, and he had never had the materials to re-refine it.

The rapidly growing scale collided with the black bowl, and after a burst of unaesthetic ping-pong collisions, the two magic weapons turned into two balls of scrap copper and rotten iron.

Seeing that his two magic weapons, the Xuanying Banner and the Soul Refining Bowl, the Demon Cultivator failed to defeat the enemy, he bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out two clouds of blood mist, and the blood mist quickly condensed into a red imp with two hands holding a pitchfork and having bat wings and sharp horns and fangs on his back, the image resembled the demon shape in Zhang Ning's world.

The two little ghosts screamed and pounced on Zhang Ning, and a few teleportations came to Zhang Ning's talisman barrier, one grabbed and bit at the goblet guard, and the other poked the shield barrier with a pitchfork.

Zhang Ning threw out several dustless chalks again, and the chalk turned into white light directly penetrated the body of the little ghost, burning out silver holes, the little ghost twisted in pain, and the demon cultivator saw this and squirted out a few mouthfuls of essence blood again, the red body of the little ghost began to solidify and turn black, and the holes slowly healed.

This Demon Cultivator of the Xuanming Sect is worthy of being the seed player of the Great Demon Sect, and he is the first fierce opponent that Zhang Ning has encountered since he crossed over.

Zhang Ning made the handy steel ruler still engaged in a tug-of-war with the spirit flag. He presented a limited-edition light blue plastic fly swatter that had not appeared since it was refined, and the huge fly swatter slapped at the two imps like a fly and mosquito, and the scene was very funny.

After a while, the little ghost turned into two lumps of flesh and blood, and the demon cultivator was destroyed because of the natal imp raised by his own flesh and blood, and his body was also seriously damaged, and the original god escaped from his body.

Zhang Ning deeply regretted that he lacked experience in battle, and he should first restrain this demon cultivator and then destroy his body, and the Yuan Shen ran back to the sect, and he had another big enemy.

Zhang Ning depressedly collected the spoils of war and destroyed the traces of the battle, and left quickly. Zhang Ning went around several circles before coming to the stone cave where Ling Xi was hiding.

Ling Xi closed the guardian formation and let Zhang Ning in.

Zhang Ning mentioned the attack on the road to Ling Xi, but Ling Xi was more interested in the appearance of the little ghost.

Zhang Ning took out the storage ring left by the demon cultivator, and shook out the contents inside, in addition to some spirit grass and demon beast materials, a bone exercise cheatbook, there was also a booklet full of English for a certain sect, and the illustrations in it were angels and demons.

Ling Xi said with relief: "It seems that this is the source of the image of the little ghost." This demon cultivator should have participated in the previous secret realm trial and got this booklet from that hotel. ”

Zhang Ning frowned and said, "Then there are not only five kinds of otherworldly things scattered in this spirit world, do you have to collect them all?"

Ling Xi also had a solemn face, and then raised his eyebrows and said: "No matter, the top priority is to improve our cultivation as soon as possible, if we don't collect it completely, we will cultivate to the Mahayana period, and directly tear the time and space and fly back!"

Zhang Ning sighed for a while when he listened to Zhuangzhi's words, it was too early to say anything, and it was the right way to cultivate quickly.

After Zhang Ning introduced Ling Xi to the use of the Qiankun gourd space, Ling Xi entered the bathroom to practice. When they chose to hide here, they made up their minds to rely on the aura of the gourd space to cultivate, and they didn't need the aura of the outside world.

Zhang Ning continued to rummage through his loot. He cautiously probed the spirit banner with his divine sense, and as soon as he made contact, his divine sense immediately withdrew, because there were countless ghosts crying and screaming in anger. Zhang Ning used his spiritual fire to burn the soul conjuring banner with the spiritual fire that was able to rise after the golden pill period, refining the unjust soul ghost into a superborn, and then added the broken copper and rotten iron that was once a weighing stone and a black bowl to the spiritual fire, and refined it with the conjuring flag, and after the three things became a blank that could not distinguish the shape and composition, Zhang Ning urged the soap, and the yellow light was injected into the magic weapon blank, and with a burst of colorful light and crackling sound, a set of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple array flags were formed. The shape of the flag is the same as the colorful flags planted everywhere when the leaders of the Education Bureau inspected Zhangning School.

Zhang Ning was extremely happy looking at this set of formation flags, when did Soap Jun learn the formation method after self-taught? After playing with it for a long time, Zhang Ning put away the formation flags. Then he began to check the secret book of the bone slip, this is the sect of the Xuanming Sect, and the improvement of the skills of the people of the Demon Sect is all piled up by the corpses of other monks - refining the soul and refining the corpse, Zhang Ning is very displeased.

He threw the bone slip back into the glove bag, and after re-refining the magic weapon damaged in the battle, he took out the yellow jade slip given by his master and began to concentrate on learning the theoretical knowledge of Jindan period cultivation.

At the same time, in a secret room in the Netherworld Valley, thousands of miles away, an old man from the Demon Gate was caressing a crystal bottle, and a weak gray light in the bottle was telling something, occasionally vaguely showing the appearance of the black-faced middle-aged monk.

After listening to the statement of the gray light group, the old man's eyelids drooped, and he muttered dumbly: "Qingxu faction, Zhang Ning." Then he put the crystal bottle into the blood pool hot spring in the center of the secret room, and slowly left the secret room.

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