Near noon, the four gatekeeper disciples who were targeted had a dispute, and two of them could go up the mountain to watch the ceremony, and they didn't want to miss such a rare sect event at this time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Senior Brother Fei, Senior Sister Li, Senior Brother Jin, I am willing to give thirty high-level spirit coins, and in addition, I don't want any remuneration for this mission to guard the mountain gate." The teenager among the four spoke up, and his surname was Ma.

"I'll pay thirty-six, and I don't want to pay either," the woman surnamed Li answered with a cold snort.

"I'm out of forty-eight" The bald head of the four people said loudly, this person is surnamed Fei, and he is the person who is targeted by Feng Buao.

Feng Buao, who was secretly arrogant, glanced at a few people, turned over and took the wine gourd; The spiritual weapons Xuanshuang, white eggs, gourds and folding fans, spirit grass fairy water flowers, sound grass, and the soul wood were all collected by him into the Dongtian Bracelet.

There is no harm in leaving a line in everything, since Tang Gong did not go to the Daochen Domain, this old man calculated that he would go to Tianyan Mountain, if you want to say that this old man will not make a move, he will not believe it.

If he survived by luck, but Tang Gong was a step slower, then the things in his hand would definitely not be able to be kept, it didn't matter if he had other spiritual weapons and elixirs, and Yuan Zhu could also be avoided, but he didn't want to lose a few things he put into the Dongtian bracelet, just in case he survived but became a poor bachelor, the spiritual weapon must definitely leave a line.

As for the two spirit grasses, the Yinqiao grass was prepared by him for the big ash, so it was naturally best to keep it, and he had a guess to verify the fairy water flower, which was also quite important, and as for the rest of the spirit grasses, he didn't value them so much.

Rong Soul Wood's words are of little use to him for the time being, but after returning to Zizhen, he can go to the Refining Hall and spend some spirit coins to ask the Soul Hall Master to refine this thing into a Rong Soul Bracelet; Captain Li's soul refining failed that time, but as long as he practiced more, he would always have a successful day, and he couldn't let the Yin Soul follow him all day long, so Rong Soul Wood was also important.

It's not because he doesn't accept the turtle shell because it's not important, because the most important thing is the turtle shell, this thing has become his life-saving reliance after being refined by the Black Magic Thunder, and if he does, he won't have any powerful means to save his life.

Flipping his hand and summoning a flying sword, when the four of them were about to dispute who would go and who would stay, the device flew out categorically, and in a blink of an eye, it was two feet away from the four people.

"Who are you?!" The four of them were startled, and hurriedly recruited their own treasures.

"The Wind Is Not Proud"

Feng Buao indifferently spit out the words, glanced at the four of them, and there was a faint white light flickering in the palms of his hands, and the next moment it had appeared between the four people.

Left and right at the same time, a man and a woman immediately opened their eyes, and countless pale red thin lines drilled out of their bodies, but they did not let out any screams, and soon became dry corpses, and two pale red water balls about a foot big outside the palms of Bai Mang's hands were formed, and then immediately exploded.

The young man surnamed Ma was startled, and hurriedly stepped back to the side, pinched out a strange handprint, and unleashed a flying sword, stabbing straight into the wind. The bald head surnamed Fei also retreated to the other side on the contrary, and the flying sword attacked.

The vitality of the second layer of Ning Yuan is very limited, plus they are very poor, and they do not have attribute spirit weapons, if their Five Elements Spell is cast, it will not pose a threat to high-level existences, and most of them will waste their vitality in vain, so they do not hesitate to use the exorcism technique to drive the spirit sword.

Feng Buao's eyes flew with electric wires, and the water turned into a supernatural power, and the two flying swords stabbed in a blink of an eye, and his figure suddenly flew higher.

Immediately, the two swords that originally stabbed him in the chest were stabbed on both sides of his waist, and he drew the swords casually and put them directly into the storage ring, invisible ripples appeared in circles around the sword wound, and the wound twisted and shifted, and blood soon flowed out.

However, fortunately, the mirror water is transformed into a mysterious, and there are many benefits to dealing with this kind of flying sword-type attack, and with the help of the golden electric spirit eye, it can be successfully taken with the minimum consumption of vitality.

The flying sword was collected, and the two of them immediately went crazy, and then each summoned a low-level ordinary spirit weapon, and asked for the flying sword to serve. But the wind is not arrogant, and he has relied on his strong cultivation to fly close to the young man surnamed Ma among the two.

With a grasp of his right hand, he grabbed the two hands that he made a pinch, and the flying sword in his hand had just received the vitality, but he was stunned by the vitality of the wind and was not arrogant, and his left hand slapped it, hitting his chest. The right hand lets go at the same time, and the turtle shell is released a little behind the backhand.

Bang dang~ The sound of gold and iron colliding spread, and the turtle shell was able to block the bald head surnamed Fei in time to sacrifice the flying thing.

Feng Buao turned his head to look behind him, the young man surnamed Ma on his left hand turned into a dry corpse and fell softly, grabbing it empty-handed, the Yuan water ball exploded and scattered, turned over and retracted the turtle shell on the side of the upside-down flight, and put it into the storage ring.

"Seniors spare their lives~" The bald head surnamed Fei chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowing, and did not dare to pick up the spiritual weapon when it landed, they did not have advanced spells, no high-level spiritual weapons, and the realm of the eighth layer of Ning Yuan was absolutely dominant.

Feng Bu Ao Ling looked at the person who was kowtowing, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the white light flew over in a flash.

Because of the killing of the young man surnamed Ma, there was a distance of five zhang from this person at this time, but under the eyes of the spirit, he naturally found that Zhang Zhang's low-level spirit runes began to flash in this person's arms, and begging for mercy was just a pretense.

He hadn't touched the spirit runes when he was in the second layer of Ning Yuan, and he didn't know how long it would take to activate the dozens of spirit runes in the bald arms of the surnamed Fei with the vitality at that time, but at this time, he naturally wouldn't give this person time.

The distance of five zhang is too fast to waste vitality, and the flight is slow for fear that it will not be too late to kill it before it activates the spirit rune, and when he just flew out of half a zhang, his eyes flashed, and he stopped retreating, and with a wave of his hands, the two spirit needles shot away with a slight sound of breaking the air.

He doesn't have much else, that is, he has a lot of spiritual weapons, which he uses after saving vitality, and he didn't waste his vitality to control these two needles.

But with his dart skills, coupled with his cultivation that is six levels stronger than this person, this person naturally can't catch his dart needle!

There were two faint muffled sounds, and two needles pierced his skull, and the whole root was directly submerged.

"Ah~" The bald head surnamed Fei immediately screamed and fell to the ground, and there was no movement after a few convulsions!

Feng Buao flew over quickly, summoned a sword, took the lead in breaking open his head, retrieved his two six-grade water needles, and then took out the storage magic weapon from his body, as for the chicken rib spirit talisman in his chest, he was too lazy to take it.

If you ignore the vitality and cultivation, the high-level elixir will exert its medicinal power faster, the high-level spirit weapon will drive faster, the high-level magic weapon will be used faster, and the high-level spirit rune will naturally be the same, so the poor monk will generally sell the low-level things that he can't use for high-level good things.

When the low-level spirit rune is injected into the rune in the Yuan Qi circulation, it will be slower than the high-level due to the poor material of the spirit rune, and the power is not very good for the same reason, so it is indeed a chicken rib for Feng Buao.

Because his body is full of good things, it is not unreasonable for him to be able to use the condensation yuan to cut the yuan.

After that, he didn't waste any time, he scraped off his long snow-white hair with his sword, condensed the fog and ice in the range, changed into an outfit of the same color as the bald head surnamed Na Fei, unfolded the disguise technique to change into his appearance, and drove this person's ordinary spirit sword to the way up the mountain.

Originally, the clothes on the bald head surnamed Chang Fei were more realistic, but he was very disgusted with wearing the clothes of dead people, to the extent that he would rather die than obey, so he didn't do this kind of thing.

When he flew a hundred zhang away, he swallowed the hidden spirit pill, and after the elixir had taken effect, he continued to fly, flying almost two hundred zhang, he slowed down as much as possible, and soon arrived at the mountain gate of the second checkpoint.

The guarding disciples of this mountain gate are also the second layer of Ning Yuan, and the two of them have already left, so I think the reason is that they went back to the sect to watch the ceremony.

"Huh? Senior Brother Fei? How about you going up the mountain alone? One of the men asked.

"Oh" Feng Buao touched his bald head, his speed slowed down, and he behaved a little silly, "Back to Senior Brother, that Senior Brother Ma is still fighting, and it took me a lot of money to go up the mountain alone." ”

It's not unreasonable for him to touch his bald head, his father's fashion is bald, and he will touch it occasionally, it seems to be an instinctive habit, and those who are generally willing to keep a bald head seem to have this habit.

"I see, junior brother might as well wait, if the two of them don't go up the mountain at the same time, we can't let them go." The woman's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she said helplessly.

Feng Buao became the bald head surnamed Fei, and he did become very similar, and his figure was almost the same, but he carelessly ignored a point, and there were still ten storage rings on his fingers at this time, and they were exposed as soon as he reached out and touched his head.

"Well, I'll just wait." Feng Buao sighed helplessly, his eyes suddenly opened, like an arrow from the string rushing towards the two of them.

If the two of them were to go together, he would have to break through!

"Be careful," the woman exclaimed, and hurriedly sacrificed her flying sword and shot at the wind. She was wary of seeing that the wind was not arrogant, and she reacted very quickly at this time.

The man's eyes froze, he turned over a stack of spirit runes, and quickly chanted a mantra to pinch the seal.

After the wind is not proud of the spirit eye, he swept the flying sword, and threw out the turtle shell to meet it; He waved his hand and shot more than a dozen water needles, and the target was the woman who had left the flying sword.

The figure flew close, and the left hand pointed at the man, and the billowing fog and ice condensed outside the arm like a ball deflated, and rolled away at great speed.

There was a sound of a collision of hard objects, and the turtle shell hit the flying sword and exploded directly! After the ding, the woman summoned an ordinary spirit shield of the fifth grade, successfully blocking all the water needles.

"Ahh

Feng Bu glanced at the man in surprise, he found for the first time that the Mist Ice Beam Spirit was so effective on a low-level monk, but he didn't hesitate to turn around and fly towards the woman.

At this time, the woman was attracted all the attention by the more than a dozen six-grade water attribute spirit needles that landed in front of her, and she was stunned on the spot, and she was greedy for a while, and accepted all the spirit needles, but the next moment, she regretted it.

In the moment when she collected the spirit needle, the fog and ice controlled by the wind were already rolling and enveloping her, and it also froze her into an iceman as she screamed.

Suddenly, a subtle clicking sound came, and Feng Bu turned around and waved his hand violently, shooting out three spirit needles, hitting the man's head whose ice crystals were actually struggling to fall off.

grabbed the woman's head with both hands and twisted it fiercely, and the woman's mantis, who was not in a hurry to shatter the ice crystals in her body with her vitality in the future, twisted it and hung it on her chest with leather bands.

Retrieving the water needle from her storage artifact, his eyes were already glowing red.

When he took out the water needle from the man's body again, his disguise had dissipated, and his eyes were blood-red......

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