Zhao Weiwei's divine thoughts rushed several times, but she didn't unlock the seal of the Qiankun bag, and said slightly angrily: "The guy who wants money and doesn't want to die, you didn't even unlock the seal." ”

Sun Hui's hand was sincerely frightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to erase his divine thought seal. Yang Jiong said: "No need," he took the Qiankun bag casually, rushed through the seal with a thought, and took a clear look at the contents of the Qiankun bag.

There are countless spiritual fruits and spiritual grasses in the Qiankun bag, and the first-grade level occupies a whole corner of the Qiankun bag. There are many kinds of things, and the longest year is only 5,000 years, and there is no dragon fruit that Yang Jiong needs.

Yang Jiong said disappointedly: "You have been searching for spirit fruits for hundreds of years, have you harvested ten thousand years of dragon fruit?"

Sun Hui said: "The dragon fruit is a treasure in a product, and it has been used by me for thousands of years before. ”

Zhao Weiwei asked, "Have you heard who has a 10,000-year-old dragon fruit? In the bazaar of your guild headquarters, has there ever been a 10,000-year-old dragon fruit?"

"As long as the spirit grass is tens of thousands of years old, it is rare in the world, and no one is willing to trade the dragon fruit of ten thousand years. If the seniors are interested, I will do my best to help pay attention to it in the future. Sun Hui saw that Yang Jiong and the others were not seeking revenge against him, and gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Jiong took a part of the spirit fruit and threw the Qiankun bag to Sun Hui. The spirit weapon streaked across the sky above, and the blue light curtain was broken. Yang Jiong and Zhao Weiwei disappeared into the sky through the opening. The light curtain closed quickly, and then disappeared, leaving Sun Hui, who had palpitations, standing there in a daze.

Coming with hope, but returning disappointed, Zhao Weiwei said: "Husband, there is no dragon fruit here, and there may be one in other places." There are a hundred branches at the top of the gods, and we can always find out the news of the dragon fruit if we look for it one by one. ”

Yang Jiong said: "If there are too many branch halls that are alarmed, it will become a bad thing if they attract their head Ye Kai." We are limited to half a year, and if we can't find the 10,000-year-old dragon fruit within half a year, we will leave Xiji. ”

Sanssouci Hall is adjacent to Zeman Hall, Heroes Hall, and Goldfinger Hall. The location of Yang Jiong and the others is the closest to Zeman Hall. The two of them adjusted their direction and flew in the direction of Zeman Hall.

Each branch has a jurisdiction of millions of miles, and Yang Jiong and the two of them were talking slowly, and they saw a man coming majesticly. The man was tall, with thick eyebrows like a sword, a well-defined face, and a black cloak behind his back. Before the person got close, a powerful aura was already rushing towards him.

Typical Western Monk style, for fear that others will not know his cultivation and his strength.

His divine thoughts came to him, and the breath on Yang Jiong's body reacted spontaneously. The man's expression changed, he slightly restrained his breath, and stood still in front of Yang Jiong.

"Why is it safe for you to visit me?"

In the early days of Yang Jiong's infancy, Zhao Weiwei Jindan cultivated. The man in black asked in a stiff tone, not paying attention to the two people in front of him.

Sanssouci Hall is gradually approaching the middle of the Forest of Life, and the place where Yang Jiong and others are plagued is mainly the outer altar of the Forest of Life. From top to bottom in the Hall of Heroes, portraits of wanted Yang Jiong and others can be seen everywhere. And its close neighbor, Sanssouci Hall, did not have the slightest news of Yang Jiong and others.

The Yuanying man didn't know that the two people in front of him were the objects of the surrounding hall masters who were eager to eat flesh and blood. His mind pierced Zhao Weiwei's veil, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he secretly praised in his heart: "What a beautiful woman!" When he saw Yang Jiong's face clearly, he was shocked again: "What an ugly man!"

Zhao Weiwei and Yang Jiong stood side by side, she looked at Yang Jiong, Yang Jiong nodded and said, "He should be the master of the Sanssouci Hall, Du Wuwu." ”

The mask on Yang Jiong's face couldn't stop the Yuanying Monk's divine thoughts, he took off his mask and said to Du Wuwu: "Hall Master Du has been absent for a long time, do you have a 10,000-year Dragon Fruit, or do you know where there is a 10,000-year Dragon Fruit?" I can exchange it with you with a spirit fruit or a spirit stone." ”

"Your Excellency's face is very good, judging by the fact that your breath is in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, which branch is the newly promoted monk?" he avoided answering Yang Jiong's question, and his eyes rolled on Zhao Weiwei.

He was so rude, Zhao Weiwei said coldly: "What about my husband's question, can there be ten thousand years of dragon fruit?"

"Your husband, looking at your appearance, you are obviously a beginner, how can you have a husband? If I exchange it for you, I can give you one. ”

He cultivated on his own, and did not take Yang Jiong, the early stage of the Yuan Infant, into account, and spoke more and more presumptuously.

Zhao Weiwei was furious: "Beast thing, didn't your parents teach you to speak human words when they gave birth to you?"

Du Wuwu didn't care, and laughed: "The ugly monster around you is only in the early stage of cultivation, and it is not interesting for you to follow him." If you follow me, there is no shortage of cultivation resources, and there is a better chance that you will be promoted to the Yuan Infant Realm. I'm not talented, I'm a hundred times stronger than him, at least it won't make you look disgusting. ”

He approached Zhao Weiwei as he spoke, his intention was obvious, and he had the intention of forcibly kidnapping people when he couldn't say anything. He can easily defeat Yang Jiong, but he may not be able to kill Yang Jiong. But it was very easy to take a Jindan monk from Yang Jiong's side.

Zhao Weiwei laughed angrily and said to Yang Jiong: "Husband, he said you are ugly?"

"Okay, see how I clean him up, and I'll let him admit his mistake to you in a moment." ”

The two asked and answered, and Du Wuwu said in his heart: "Am I wrong? Isn't this man ugly?" He looked at Yang Jiong again, his face was crisscrossed with bumps, and the scarred flesh was colorful, a little uglier than Yasha. This is Yang Jiong's true appearance, and he is not disguised!

Yang Jiong stepped out and slapped his palm in front of Du Wuwu. He hadn't fought against anyone since he was promoted to Yuanying, and when he met Yuanying Monk at this time, it was just a good time to test his true combat power. The medium-grade spirit weapon and the soul suppression seal are the follow-up killings, and first try the depth with mana and divine thoughts.

The shield on Du Wuwu's body flashed, and Yang Jiong's mana slammed on the shield, and the shield twisted and deformed and shattered. Du Wuwu exclaimed in surprise and stepped back dozens of feet. He was instantly moved, how could this man's early infancy aura have such a powerful attack. He had advanced to the late Yuan Infant stage, but he almost couldn't catch Yang Jiong's move.

The monks fight for their lives with the heavens, and even the gods dare to fight, so they naturally have the personality of not admitting defeat. What's more, every Yuanying monk is all a brilliant person, how can he be willing to live under others. Du Wuwu shouted loudly and blasted out at Yang Jiong with a punch.

Yang Jiong said, "Okay!" and greeted him with a punch.

This time, the two of them did their best, leaving no room for improvement. The two manas collided in the air, making a loud "bang". Du Wuwu couldn't bear it anymore and took five steps back. Yang Jiong's body shook slightly, and he still had the strength to protect Zhao Weiwei in the shield. If he wasn't distracted to take care of Zhao Weiwei, his body wouldn't move at all.

After one move, the two made a judgment. Yang Jiong was sure that he had just been promoted to Yuanying, and he would be able to win the mid-Yuanying monk. He didn't know that Du Wuwu had secretly advanced to the late Yuan Infant stage.

There are many factors in the war between monks, and mana is not the only way. Du Wuwu was shocked, suspicious and angry, and sacrificed a superb magic weapon to stab at Yang Jiong.

Yang Jiong's hand flashed, and a cup of cyan long sword appeared. With a wave of his hand, he cut Du Wuwu's long sword into several pieces. Du Wuwu screamed softly, and a tingling pain came from his head. He began to suspect that the man in front of him had hidden his cultivation and came to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

"Who the hell are you?" ”

"I'm not interested in Sanssouci Hall, I'm only interested in the Ten Thousand Year Dragon Fruit and you apologizing to my wife." Yang Jiong said lightly.

"The 10,000-year-old dragon fruit is not a cabbage, that thing is hard to find." As for apologies, you don't have to daydream. Du Wuwu sacrificed another flying sword, waved his hands continuously, and several mana drained the mountains and seas to attack Yang Jiong.

This time, the flying sword grade is one level lower, and it is a top-grade magic weapon. Yang Jiong was just about to cut off the flying sword, but the sword body twisted and flew away in one direction. When Yang Jiong avoided Du Wuwu's attack, there was no one in front of him. The monk of the late stage of the dignified Yuan, the hall master of Sanssouci Hall actually escaped.

If you can't beat it, you can run, and acting when the opportunity arises has become the instinctive habit of the Western Monks. Du Wuwu's mana and magic weapon are not Yang Jiong's opponents, except for the fact that the divine mind is slightly stronger, there is basically no idea of victory. As for the face, most of the monks don't value it.

Yang Jiong practiced the "Vientiane Floating Life Sutra", and his flight speed deserved to be the first in the Xiuzhen world. He sneered, "You haven't apologized to my wife yet, how can you let you go away like this." He pulled Zhao Weiwei and chased after him like lightning.

The flight of the medium-grade spirit weapon is superb, and because of the exercises, Yang Jiong gradually approached Du Wuwu. Du Wuwu saw Yang Jiong approaching, made a circle, turned around and flew in the direction of Sanssouci City.

He was a dignified monk in the late Yuan Dynasty, and he was chased all over the world by others. If you let the people in the outer hall see it, it will become a stain that cannot be washed away for life. Sanssouci City is his territory, even if he is defeated, it can be attributed to the failure of the hall master's challenge, so he doesn't have to worry about other people's jokes.

The hall master's mansion has a large protective array, which can block the attack of the Yuan Infant Monk for several hours. The magic circle opened with his thoughts, and he could just use the power of the magic circle and his subordinates to draw or defeat Yang Jiong.

A distance of several hundred miles is only a few breaths for the Yuanying Monk. Du Wuwu hurried back to the hall master's mansion, dodged and rushed into the blue light guard, and shouted to the inner courtyard: "What about the people? ”

The backyard was crowded, and hundreds of people quickly ran to the front yard. Five Jindan monks stood in front, and behind them were the Zhuji monks. A few little dolls in the Qi refining period stood in the middle, they were the descendants of Du Wuwu in recent years.

"What about Sun Hui?" Du Wuwu glanced at it, but didn't see Sun Hui, who was enforcing the law.

A Jindan monk replied: "Sun Hui said that there was something at home and he had just left. ”

Du Wuwu thought about it, and the five Jindan monks had already made up for the gap between their mana and magic weapons. He said in a deep voice: "There are people outside who want to challenge Sanssouci Hall, and in the past eight hundred years, none of those who have challenged Sanssouci Hall have succeeded. This time, this person's magic weapon is sharp, wait for me to open the protective array, and you will attack in groups. When I call someone to come, I will naturally have to wait for benefits. ”

While everyone readily agreed, they looked at each other. Since the head of the sect Ye Kai issued the order, the hall master challenged never to allow the Jindan monk to interfere. Du Wuwu was very inward-looking, and asked his subordinates to help him fight, which was the first time in history.

Du Wuwu has been in charge of Sanssouci City for hundreds of years and has always been known for being powerful. Today, Softmouth asked his subordinates to participate in the war, which was already a loss of face. At this time, seeing that everyone's faces were suspicious and their attitudes were perfunctory, he snorted coldly, and the coercion and divine thoughts were forced together.

Jin Dan and the Zhuji monks, how can they withstand the pressure of the Yuanying monks. Several of the foundation monks staggered and almost fell to their knees. A child pointed to the sky and exclaimed, "Father, they are in." ”

A long sword slashed through the blue light, and Yang Jiongren's sword rushed towards Du Wuwu. Zhao Weiwei followed closely behind, holding a hoe in her hand, guarding the direction of the gate. When they left Yizhou, Zhao Weiwei saw a hoe shining on the ground, so she took it casually. Yang Jiong told her that the hoe was a low-grade spiritual weapon, and Zhao Weiwei was reluctant to throw it away.