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They have always been very cautious, and even when dealing with a spiritual monk, they will not relax at all, let alone this fat man.

Their purpose was to fly the machine, so several people carefully avoided the flying machine and aimed at the fat man with great accuracy.

The fat man was taken aback, cold sweat came out, and he secretly said unlucky, he is not Jun Ling, and he can't deal with a few Yuanying monks.

Just as the fat man was about to howl out Jun Ling, the flying machine suddenly emitted a purple light, blocking the attacks of several people.

The white-faced monk standing on the right side of the Purple Leaf Flying Machine was caught off guard, swept by the purple light, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot and flew out.

The other two were not having a good time, staring at the aircraft with a somewhat pale face.

"I said why didn't I see a little panic, it turned out that there was a powerful defensive formation." The burly man at the head said in a dark way.

"In that case, I'll take it all back." Goatee said fiercely.

The burly man nodded, and several people stepped forward to move the Purple Leaf Flying Machine entirely.

At this moment, the door on the aircraft suddenly opened, and a female cultivator in Tsing Yi with an excited face walked out.

When the fat man saw Jun Ling come out, he breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, she looked at Jun Ling very strangely, why did she look excited and happy?

Are all the robbers so happy these days?

The fat man touched his face and thought.

The burly man wondered if he had seen it wrong, this female cultivator actually looked a little ...... Glad?

Several people glanced at each other, and the burly man was sure that he was not mistaken, this female cultivator was indeed excited and happy on her face.

Just as he was puzzled, the burly man's eyes suddenly shrank and looked at Jun Ling who walked outside the deck.

Monk Chengding!

It's over, it's time to kick the iron plate today.

"Junior Mu Yibang, I didn't know that my predecessor was here, I offended my senior......" Mu Yibang, a burly man, immediately hugged his fists and said without hesitation.

Jun Ling didn't speak, staring at Mu Yibang.

"Seniors, juniors are willing to compensate seniors......" Mu Yibang was a little panicked.

However, he was not very afraid, after all, with the strength of the four of them, they could run if they couldn't beat it.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt something strange in the sea of knowledge.

Mu Yibang hurriedly looked inwardly at the sea of consciousness, and saw that a divine consciousness as small as the tip of a needle was breaking into his sea of consciousness.

This is? The nun's divine sense?

Mu Yibang was shocked, he was unprepared, and it wasn't until this little bit of divine sense entered his mind that he realized that something was wrong.

But he was secretly relieved to see that it was only the size of a pinpoint.

Mu Yibang pouted secretly, such a master of riding the Ding, and playing the trick of sneak attack.

Thinking like this, he activated his divine sense, wanting to roll up this star and force it out of the sea of knowledge.

However, as soon as he touched this Star Point Divine Consciousness, this seemingly lethal Divine Consciousness actually went berserk in an instant, exploding with a hula, and engulfing almost his entire sea of consciousness.

"Ah......h

Goatee and the other two were waiting for Mu Yibang to give orders, but when they saw him suddenly scream without warning and roll to the ground, they were all taken aback, and quickly surrounded Mu Yibang, staring at Jun Ling vigilantly.

Jun Ling snapped his fingers and smiled.

"Not bad, not bad." She said with a grin.

The fat man glanced at Mu Yibang, then at Jun Ling, and silently retreated behind Jun Ling, becoming a follower.

At this time, he couldn't guess that Jun Ling had divine consciousness exercises, then he would be stupid.

A monk who has divine consciousness exercises, he is better behaved.

"What do you want? We all said we would compensate you. Goatee shouted.

In response to him was a Divine Spark.

Immediately, the goatee suddenly rolled on the ground with his head in his hands.

Goatee finally understood why Mu Yibang suddenly rolled over.

Mean, too despicable.

A Chengding monk, you can engage in a sneak attack without saying a word, even if you fight openly.

Goatee thought with tears in his eyes as he hugged his head.

Seeing this, the other two knelt down with a plop.

"Seniors spare their lives......"

Jun Ling was very satisfied.

Looking at the two Yuanying Monks who were rolling on the ground and could no longer exert their power, she finally felt that she finally had something to protect herself, and she also intuitively saw the power of the Divine Sense Spark.

It's her own creation! She was a little smug.

"I'm amazing." Jun Ling nodded and said.

Yes, you're amazing.

The corners of the fat man's mouth twitched, and he thought silently.

Jun Ling glanced at the four of them, although the four of them did not cause her any damage, but thinking that these people must have robbed a lot of monks on weekdays, he was not polite, and one of them gave a Divine Sense Spark.

"Let's go." Without looking at the four screaming road thieves, Jun Ling took over Ziye's control and disappeared in place without looking back.

Mu Yibang regretted it in his heart, regretting why he didn't see the real owner of the aircraft carefully.

At the same time, he was also very resentful in his heart, the first time he met the monk who attacked him without saying a word about the compensation, it was really too deceitful.

A few people who had recovered for a long time glanced at the direction of the aircraft's departure and quickly left with a decadent body.

……

Jun Ling controlled the purple leaves, and it only took two days to come to the desert marked on the map.

Seeing this desert, Jun Ling couldn't help but think of the Taklamakan Desert, but this desert was several times larger than the Taklamakan Desert.

"Is this it?" Jun Ling turned his head and asked.

The fat man nodded hurriedly.

Jun Ling looked at the fat man strangely, silent and silent, a little different from his style.

However, Jun Ling didn't care, and quickly flew in the direction of the ruins.

Getting closer and closer to the location of the ruins, there was a stagnant aura in the air, and Jun Ling frowned and looked around.

In fact, the so-called ruins, although marked on the map, are not visible in the desert.

There is a desert in front of you, and if you don't have a map, you can't see any difference.

Passing through this stagnant area, just after entering the direction of the ruins marked on the map, an inexplicable gust of wind suddenly shook the Purple Leaf Flying Machine.

The purple leaf emitted a burst of hazy purple light, and its speed slowed down slightly, but it still kept flying forward.

Jun Ling's expression was solemn, and he stretched out his divine sense to investigate, but his divine sense only reached out of the purple leaf, and he immediately felt a tingling pain.

She felt as if her consciousness had been twisted and inexplicably torn apart.

She was secretly surprised in her heart, she understood the power of her divine sense, and she also felt a tingling pain, it seems that this seemingly simple place is not simple.

The fat man's face was a little pale at first, and he even secretly prepared, but he didn't expect this flying machine to block the strangulation of the wind.

He touched a flying machine and secretly admired it in his heart.

The last time he came by himself, it took several defensive treasures to get in.

Now the aircraft only shook a little, and continued to move forward unaffected.

This flying machine cow b. The fat man thought enviously.

（…… To be continued, good night friends! (To be continued.) )