Qin Mo coldly looked at the person on the other side who was annoyed and wanted to continue to speak because he was stopped by him, and then he was angry, pursed his lips and quickly rushed forward.

Shooting directly at that person, as soon as Qin Mo made a move, everyone at the scene began to move. Originally, they were all standing still, and the atmosphere was very tense, but now Qin Mo moved like this, provoking this fight.

Jian Ning looked at the chaos of the scene with wide eyes, but it was a pity that she didn't have a long time to relax, because she had already been targeted, and none of the people in the hall were idle. If there is no opponent, there will be inexplicable people who will come to find fault.

Because, the people in this palace are all trying to snatch the Changbering, and if they can kill one by one, the competitiveness will become smaller.

Jian Ning took a breath and took the spiritual power to her side, she had already killed three late seventh-order stages. I don't know if it's because she's a seventh-order cultivator now, so those eighth-order cultivators didn't come to her, and the ones who attacked her were all seventh-order cultivators.

Suddenly, she felt a chill behind her, and here she came again, clenched her spiritual power, and quickly moved to the side without looking back.

"It's pretty fast." A chuckle sounded in Jian Ning's ears, and her face changed drastically, and she looked up at the man standing not far in front of her.

Dressed in a dark red robe and with long fiery red hair, he stood so conspicuously in the crowd, but Jian Ning didn't even notice it before. She scanned the palace several times but didn't find this person's cunning, when did he appear, or did he always be here, but she didn't find it.

Thinking of this, my heart chills. She rolled her eyes to look at the field, Senior Brother Qin Mo and they were fighting several mid-stage monks, and they couldn't pull away now. Grandma and Zhu Chongying seem to be in some trouble. Because they were being besieged by three mid-term monks.

"Looking for helpers?" The red-clothed evil smiled at Jian Ning's movements, and slowly walked towards Jian Ning.

"Who are you?" Janen stared at him warily as she backed away, thinking of some way to get rid of the man.

"Who am I? Don't you remember me so soon? The thief who took my things, remember? Speaking of the back, Hongyi was already gritting his teeth a little, although he still had a smile on his face. But the way Jian Ning looked at him, how he looked so mad.

When he said this, Jian Ning was already completely sure who this person was. It's just that. The turbulent waves in her heart couldn't stop, he turned into a shape. Moreover, it is still so free to appear here, as if it has not been suppressed at all. To say that before Jane Ning may have thought it might be feasible. But before, she herself had briefly possessed the power of the late Eighth Order, and that suppression was too strong.

Even if she held on for a second longer, she felt that she would be abused into scum at any time, the kind of powerlessness that her blood vessels were about to explode, but there was no way to do it, and she didn't want to feel it again.

It's just that this person is standing here well, ready to capture her. Fine sweat broke out on Jian Ning's forehead. The palms of his hands were sticky, and the spiritual power in his hands became a little slippery.

"What's that? What did I steal from you? Are you looking for the wrong person? Jian Ning forced her composure. Said to Red-clothed as calmly as possible.

"Tsk, I sensed the breath of Jiaozhu on you, don't you know that after Jiaozhu is refined, all the breath will not be dispersed within a month?" Hongyi shook his head, looking at Jian Ning as if he was looking at an idiot. If this little worm hadn't refined the Jiaozhu that his father had left him, he wouldn't have been able to find her.

"I also want to thank you for refining that Jiaozhu, otherwise where would I find you. By the way, what about the other two? I remember there were two other people with you that day. Speaking of this, he seemed to be a little complacent about his good fortune, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and even a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes. He turned his head to look at the field, as if he was looking for the person who was with Jian Ning that day.

Jian Ning's expression tightened: "Are you that dragon?" Seeing the appearance of the red clothes, he hurriedly asked. It turned out that he found himself based on Jiaozhu, that is, he didn't know that she had entered the cave.

Thinking of this, Jian Ning really wanted to give herself a head of melon seeds, but then he thought that if they didn't refine that Jiaozhu at that time, they wouldn't be able to crack that formation.

However, in this way, this dragon can only find itself, and Qin Mo and Tu Jin don't know it. Jian Ning tried his best not to look at Qin Mo, who was fighting in the field, so as not to arouse his suspicion.

"Well, to introduce it officially, my name is Hongyi." Seeing her ask this, Hongyi seemed to be glad that her identity had been discovered, and turned her head to look at Jian Ning with interest.

"You wrote those dry bones before?" Janine thought of the bones she had seen earlier.

"You see? How's it going, isn't it particularly clean? Hongyi's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer to Jian Ning and said.

Jian Ning hurriedly retreated, staring at him vigilantly, and sure enough, it was him.

"That Jiaozhu has been refined by me, but I can return it to you, and I had no choice but to do it that day. I was chased and killed, and I inadvertently broke into that formation, and I didn't know how to form it, so I just found this Jiaozhu, so I ...... "Jian Ning knew that she was not the opponent of the red cloth, she just begged him now to just want the Jiaozhu, she just had to return the Jiaozhu to him." It's just that Jiaozhu, who has been refined, will already suffer some injuries if she wants to get out, and with her current physical condition, she may have to suffer some hardships.

"Huh! Is it? The red clothes sneered, looking at Jian Ning as if they were reading a joke.

Jian Ning choked, it seemed that it was not good, she laughed dryly twice.

But seeing the red clothes coming further, Jian Ning hurriedly retreated, suddenly felt the hardness behind him, and his heart sank, he had reached the position of the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Press your palm against the wall with your backhand, feel the tingling cold, and keep your mind clear.

"Kill you directly, can't I get Jiaozhu the same? Oh, and you stole the treasure of that room. The red-clothed yin said to Jian Ning with a fierce smile.

Jian Ning smiled awkwardly, and nervously touched his back a few times with his hand, it seemed that he could only fight. It's just that after this time, she may need to cultivate for a long time.

The hand behind his back secretly condensed his spiritual power, and said to Hongyi with a smile, "Is your injury already healed?" Although I am only a seventh-order Great Perfection cultivator, and you are already in the late eighth-order stage. But you shouldn't be able to exert your strength in the late stage, and you are still injured, in this case, I should still be able to get the time to spread the news that you are an eighth-order late-stage Jiaolong. ”

The red coat's face was cold, this stupid little insect dared to threaten him, would he be afraid of those stupid humans? Hum.

Seeing his reaction, Jian Ning continued, "A few mid-eighth order monks, you may still be able to deal with it, but dozens of mid-stage monks, can you still handle it?" You must know that the dragons in the late stage of the eighth order are full of treasures, and I think those monks will be very grateful to me for the information I provided to them. ”

Red-clothed stared at Jian Ning angrily, his eyes turning scarlet, "You ......" (to be continued......