Song Wanling watched the black-clothed nun fight quite intently.

I can't wait to pull out a foundation building demon beast to the other party's side to see what will happen to the ancient knife behind her back.

She didn't have to wait long, only to see a demon beast with wings on its back, its whole body pitch black, and its mouth with fangs passing through a sea of blood at great speed.

Immediately, the wings were like huge pincers, trying to trap the black-clothed nun inside.

Rong Mo's hands were flat, and the two sword lights formed one, and then one flipped, standing upright in the air.

She slapped it with her palm, and the light of the knife changed like a huge blade, and the two closed giant wings collided with it, and the piercing sound was shocking.

The monster's fangs opened, spitting out a cloud of blood, and the black wings spread behind her and instantly slammed into front of her.

Song Wanling's fingertips moved, one side of Lan Aya was still protecting her, and the other side pounced, blocking the surrounding demon beasts, not hindering the black-clothed female cultivator.

As for the foundation building demon beast, she didn't make a move, and then she looked at it intently.

I saw that as soon as Rong Mo's hand was raised, the black ancient knife automatically flew out of the scabbard, and then fell into her hand.

raised his hand silently, but an extremely brilliant knife light flashed quickly from the knife surface.

Immediately, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen sword lights were scattered, continuously hitting the body of the demon beast, one by one deep in, and in the blink of an eye, blood lines shot out.

The demon beast roared, raised its head and was about to rush up last, but it was halfway up, and the whole head broke away and smashed to the ground.

As soon as the ancient knife turned, it did not get a trace of blood into the scabbard, and the remaining sword light that had not yet dissipated was controlled and shot in all directions.

The demon beasts that had just been blocked by Shui Yue Aya fell off one by one.

Song Wanling smiled embarrassedly at Shangrong Mo's cold gaze and recalled her Shui Yue Aya.

The other end swung at the same time, and it was about to hit the surrounding demon beasts, but at the same time, she didn't have to shoot to kill them all.

She looked back and saw that Rong Mo had fallen to the ground.

Song Wanling recalled Shui Yue Aya, and the other foundation building Dao people made their own moves, and a large number of Qi Cultivation Demon Beasts were killed in an instant.

There were a total of five Tsukiji Demon Beasts, and the other three were killed by the cooperation of other Tsukiji monks.

If they have or not, their eyes will wander on Song Wanling and Rong Mo.

What surprised them the most was that they looked at Song Wanling, who had just come out of the rivers and lakes, but her combat power was not bad at all.

You must know that with the same cultivation, the demon beast is stronger than the monk, and some people of the same level want to kill the demon beast, then they need to fight well.

More monks thought it was the magic weapon that was too powerful.

Someone's eyes dimmed.

"What do you mean, two fellow Daoists?"

Seeing that a large number of demon beasts were killed, especially the five-headed foundation building demon beasts that were destroyed as quickly as possible with the cooperation of all the foundation building dao people, the pressure was greatly reduced, and they only had to wait for the Qingning grass to mature.

But as soon as they returned to the defensive array, the two foundation building Dao people with stable expressions suddenly attacked the Wang family master in front of the spirit curtain.

The lord of the Wang family in the middle stage of foundation building was besieged by two monks in the late stage of foundation building, and his figure was dodging for a while, and he was embarrassed.

Immediately, with the method sword in hand, spiritual power was injected, and he slashed towards the spiritual curtain.

Song Wanling's eyes widened slightly, and she was about to step forward to take a look at Qingningcao's footsteps and paused.

She had no other thoughts, just curiosity, but now she went up, and was sure that it would be seen as ill-intentioned.

"How daring! My Wang family invited you to protect the medicine, but I don't want the demon beast to be blocked, but you have bad intentions! ”

The master of the Wang family was the first to let out a loud shout, and then he was attacked by the two late-stage foundation builders, and he could only defend passively.

And the three foundation building Dao people in the spirit curtain glared coldly at the same time, and scolded him.

"How can you be a junior with such an elixir!"

The slender male cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, the vast spiritual power was constantly injected into the magic weapon, and the originally strong magic circle began to vibrate.

Song Wanling took a step forward, and the three foundation building Dao people inside were only in the early stages.

And these two later stages of foundation building seem to have been calculated for a long time.

And can the Wang family keep Qingning grass?

Unless they are also prepared.

At this time, on the battlefield, another foundation building later stage turned his wrist and stabbed it with a sword.

The main figure of the Wang family rushed forward and hurriedly avoided it.

At this moment, the other party held a spiritual rune in his hand, and spiritual power was injected into it.

The spirit rune flew towards the half-light and half-dark circle that had always stood there.

Immediately, the spiritual curtain was like a thin ice melting in the sun.

A happy look appeared on his companion's face, and the sword in his hand was about to repel the royal monks who took the opportunity to rush up.

But it was his companion who shouted, "Not good! I'm afraid that the Wang family has blown up! ”

Song Wanling, who was watching from the wall, turned around and looked around vigilantly, and at the same time tightened Shui Yueya, afraid that she would be affected.

The fierce fights were all in the late and middle stages of foundation building, and she was ready to flee quickly if something went wrong.

At this time, she saw her hands clenched into fists, and she still had a cold face, but she could see that there was a eager Rong Mo between her eyebrows.

After thinking about it for a moment, she stepped forward anyway.

"The other party has too many people, if you rush forward, you are not a person inside and outside, you have to fight, and there will be more opportunities in the future."

Song Wanling lowered her voice and persuaded her.

Both Sword Cultivation and Sword Cultivation are known for being able to fight beyond the ranks.

However, in the late stage of foundation building of the other party, and since the Wang family can recruit so many foundation building monks, they must have a follow-up.

Rong Mo glanced at her, didn't say a word, and his eyes were firmly locked on the combatants in it.

At this moment, it was extremely cool, and the fragrance of cool medicine wafted in to the monk's knowledge of the sea.

Song Wanling took a deep breath, feeling that the spiritual power in her body seemed to be slightly agile and then stirred again, and her brows furrowed slightly.

Then he looked up, and saw the three royal elders who had just been shocked retreated to the back together with calm expressions at this time.

And the head of the Wang family, who was covered in blood and was covered in blood, also moved to the middle of the three royal family elders in an instant.

The four of them stood together, calmly looking at the two late-stage foundation building monks with shocked faces.

"Mutated Fifty Years of Qingning Grass?!"

The monk who had just held the spirit rune and broke the magic circle very easily shouted excitedly.

When the other monk heard this, his face was even more joyful, and he looked at the spirit grass that was shining with clear brilliance and had an extremely slender forearm, and his eyes were full of greed.

Song Wanling's eyes were certain.

"Mutant Qingning Grass?"

A faint puzzled voice came from his ear.

Song Wanling explained casually: "The effect of mutated Qingning herbs is several times that of ordinary Qingning herbs.

And the ordinary Qingning grass does not have a big help for cultivation, but this mutated one is not.

After building a foundation, it is difficult to grow in cultivation, that is, when the spiritual power is broken, sometimes it is agitated, sometimes it is exhausted, and it will be too much of an obstacle to the state of mind.

And with a Qingning grass, the risk is greatly reduced.

The two monks' qi and blood have dried up, and they are afraid that they urgently need this Qingning grass to break through, but they are just going to fight among themselves. ”

Mutant Qingning grass is quite rare, and it is very rare on the market.

And Rong Mo had just broken through the foundation building cultivation, and many of the more secret, different from the spirit objects in the Qi refining period, were not known yet.

Song Wanling saw the monk holding the magic sword looking at his companion who had no self-defense magic weapon with a defensive face, and he was about to stab the magic sword out at any time.

But when he saw that his companion was not happy, and was full of solemnity, he was even more guarded in his heart.

Song Wanling was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized, her voice trembling a little.

"When the mutated Qingning grass matures, it will emit an abnormal medicinal fragrance, and it is absolutely clear and audible within a hundred miles!

It's good for us monks, and it's good for monsters too!

And the Tsukiji Demon Beast has begun to have wisdom, and I'm afraid it's going to start a crazy attack! ”

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