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Otherwise, he will break through the Yuan Infant by himself and become a powerful monk, and when he reshapes his body, he can burn the soul blood contract engraved into the bone marrow.

Or find a God True Monarch and let him use the huge power of the Divine Soul to carry out a contract expulsion for you, and use the power to destroy the source directly from the depths of the Sea of Divine Soul Consciousness.

Both of these possibilities are almost zero probability, and it is difficult to get to the sky.

Good goods are high prices, people die for money, birds die for food, and those slave traders naturally do not stop doing this fatal business.

Although Hua Ying and Lin Jingfeng were half angry, they were also forced to endure it, although the two of them were genius monks, but after all, the cultivation time was too short, one practiced qi and the other was a foundation building monk, even if the combat effectiveness of the same level was extremely strong, they didn't dare to face the bunch of slave traders like this.

Since they were able to arrest so many people, and secretly transported people out without the knowledge of the major family sects, it was naturally not to be underestimated, and their strength was still there, and it was very powerful.

There are more than a dozen Jindan monks alone.

This kind of power is enough to walk sideways in this place.

There were even Jindan monks among the sold slaves, which shows how bold these people are.

If they act rashly, not only will they not be able to save people, they will not be able to take revenge, and their end will inevitably be very miserable, so they can only stand still for the time being, and when the seniors of the sect arrive, these people will definitely die without a place to be buried.

This is the confidence of the disciples of the sixth-order sect, which comes from the foundation of a top-level sect with the True Monarch of the Transformation God in charge and more than a dozen Yuanying monks to dominate the Quartet.

Today, the two of them were still anxiously waiting, for fear that the Jindan monks of the Qingyun Sect would not be able to catch up, so they could only watch these hateful monks leave, but they did not expect to hear the movement of Ning Qingqiu practicing swords outside the bamboo forest.

When the two of them looked at it, they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Hua Ying patted Lin Jingfeng's shoulder with interest, and gently shook the golden jade bone fan in her hand, a bit like a merry boy who walked the horse and Zhangtai, but his eyes were clear and not obscene, but it would not make people feel disgusted.

On the contrary, his character, no matter who he is with, is easy to get along with.

Didn't you see that even a super difficult iceberg like Lin Jingfeng was successfully solved?

So Hua Ying walked towards the bamboo forest with great confidence, Lin Jingfeng hesitated for a moment in the back, and then watched the girl wind down her waist, constantly rotating with the sword in her hand as the center, becoming a huge vortex, the bamboo leaves tumbled, one changed two two to four, and each bamboo leaf was cut into several even pieces by the sharp sword qi of the Heart Refining Sword.

Lin Jingfeng's eyes lit up, and he was really happy to see the hunt, because he had never encountered a monk of the younger generation who was so superb in swordsmanship, and the realm of swordsmanship was on par with him.

Other people, either cultivating higher than him, are not as powerful as him, and those who are more powerful than him in swordsmanship are not opponents that he can compete with, but elders of the sect, or disciples of the previous generation, and his years of cultivation are not a fraction of the age of others, so there is really nothing to compare.

Now that he finally saw a fellow practitioner, he couldn't do anything about turning around and leaving, he thought about it, and saw that Hua Yingdu was about to walk into the bamboo forest, but he didn't stop him.

Lin Jingfeng followed.

Hearing the faint sound of footsteps from behind, Hua Ying showed a little smile on her face, and her heart was simply overjoyed and happy.

Crazy Lin's sullen complaint, did he hold back it.

On weekdays, Hua Ying saw that the beauty liked to go up and talk, and the lotus flower with her tongue attracted a coquettish laughter, and Lin Jingfeng often turned around and left at this time, regardless of whether he was charming or pure, cold or enthusiastic, no kind of female cultivator could let him stop.

Isn't this an exception?

Hua Ying didn't care what reason Lin Jingfeng agreed with him, and if she wanted to get to know the girl who practiced swords, he just had to turn out to be the one she wanted.

This stubble is enough for him to be happy for several days.

The senior sisters of the Qingyun Sect will never look at him with strange eyes again, suspecting that he is a handsome playboy who is suave and talented in the world, and is actually a pair of wood icebergs like Lin Maniac who only has his sword in his eyes?!

Who made all these years, only Hua Ying be able to become Lin Jingfeng's friend?

The heartbroken nuns naturally couldn't think that they weren't attractive enough, but they blamed all the mistakes on Hua Ying.

Lin Jingfeng and Hua Ying are a couple, so they don't pretend to anyone except him.

There is no problem with the logic at all.

Since then, Hua Ying has lived a life that the female cultivator avoids him, and only after leaving the Qingyun Sect can he feel like seeing the light of day again and returning to the world.

To say it is to be full of sorrow.

So hurry up and push out the good brother to find a pick-up, that is Huaying's biggest hope at present.

Now it's time to step through the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, and it takes no effort to get them!

This is fate......

Hua Ying's face became more and more smiling, Ping An on the tree finally couldn't sit still, this person was clearly going for Miss Ning, he naturally wouldn't let him go.

Because of the Nine Turns of the East Pole Pill, Ping'an's injuries on his body quickly recovered, and because of the deep accumulation of thick and thin hair, after his dantian Jindan was completely repaired, he was also promoted to a small stage, from the early stage of Jindan to the monk in the middle of Jindan.

You must know that at this stage of Jindan, the improvement of every small realm is as difficult as ascending to the sky, and many monks are slowly grinding like a water mill, accumulating little by little, accumulating a lot, and a breakthrough is a matter of course.

And this process takes a huge and long time.

However, for monks, in fact, time is the most precious thing, and only enough lifespan and time can allow them to take a more solid step on the way to slowly cultivating immortals.

The cultivation of monks is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat!

And this retreat, it is likely that he will never be able to get up again, waiting for the end of the monk, that is, life and death, and re-entering the cycle of reincarnation.

Originally, he had almost no hope of returning to Jindan in his lifetime, but now it is a dream come true and he has gone further.

He was so grateful.

Not to mention that Ning Qingqiu and they even agreed to go on a trip to the ghost stream, although they said that it was by the way, but this favor cannot be forgotten.

Even if Ping Wan really has suffered misfortune, he will repay the favor.

Even with my sister's share.

If Ping Wan was still alive, after she escaped, the two brothers and sisters would repay Ning Qingqiu together to repay the great kindness.

I don't know why, even if the enemy is Ghost Wuji, the prince who is worried about ghosts, Ping An is full of confidence in Ning Qingqiu and his party.

And he, trusting his instincts.

There is no need for others to lie to him, he is a dying man, and now that he has been reborn, how can he doubt his savior.

He wanted to show his loyalty. (To be continued.) )