A puff of blue light rose from his hand, and a slender flying needle four or five inches long could be faintly seen in the blue light.

Screams, falls, and so on! No matter how far or near they were, all of the more than twenty disciples without exception fell to the ground, and the true qi of their whole bodies could not be circulated in an instant, their mana was completely lost, and they couldn't even stand up straight!

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Ha! A group of ants, dare to go against this seat? Ming Hai looked at the chaotic disciples on the top of the mountain, and declared his satisfaction. Then he whispered a depressed and unsmooth incantation, and then the incantation sounded, and the cyan flying needles in the world's body began to jump and jump along the meridians and wander around, and the painful and sour smell began to rise in everyone's body!

Screams and sighs rang out from the top of the mountain.

Ming Hai showed a look of satisfaction on his face, stretched out his hands, looked to the right, as if his right hand was a supreme magic weapon, and then gradually raised his head, looked at the world, gradually clenched his fists, and said coldly: "For hundreds of years, no one in the Qilong Spirit Vein Flint Stone Dingmen has dared to be so disrespectful. Isn't it that you don't want to go to Tianmu Mountain, then lie here and rest for three or five days, and then say, at that time, I see which of you are still unconvinced? ”

looked at Da Niu, Wang Lung and Xiao Juan, a hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Why don't you scream?" How can you not make trouble? The truth informs you that it is not an exaggeration to say that if you are allowed to taste some hardships according to the rules of this sect, you will be killed one by one! ”

When he looked at Wang Lung, who was clenching his teeth, a cold glint flashed in his eyes!

Although Xiao Juan continued to provoke, the disciples seemed to be led by Wang Lung.

"I'm afraid you don't have the guts!" Wang Lung said coldly, more than 20 disciples are here, even if they really make a move with Ming Hai, Ming Hai will not dare to kill all the people in the world, and now it is Ming Hai who will start first.

"Okay, okay, this seat will open the killing ring today, what can you do to me!" Ming Hai laughed angrily, stretched out his hand, and there was an extra five-foot-long cyan sword in his hand, which was his natal magic weapon, the Qingying Sword.

"Stop!" A man's voice could be heard in the distance. Hearing the sound, it seemed to come from three or four miles away, Ming Hai was shocked, so close to the interval, he didn't even notice that someone was coming.

A touch of golden light flashed in the air, and in the roar, a long golden long sword slashed into the air, and at the front of the long sword, stood a seven-foot-tall black-clothed young man, with a well-fitting black silk shirt, long hair that was scattered, a broad head, a straight nose, sword eyebrows flying, a pair of black eyeballs were as bright as jewels, and a lazy smile hung on his face.

After the young man died, there stood a nine-foot-tall green-robed Taoist priest with big ears and a pale golden face. It was this green-robed Taoist priest who spoke.

Seeing the broad and huge figure of the green-robed Taoist, Ming Hai's heart sank suddenly, and he felt that something was wrong with his work, so he bowed to the two of them and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Mingyi, I didn't know that Senior Brother was coming, and I missed it!" ”

The golden long sword stopped steadily in the air, the two figures on the long sword moved, one after the other fell on the top of the mountain, Ming Yi put away the golden long sword, returned the salute, and said: "Senior Brother Minghai doesn't need to be polite, this is Uncle Zhou of this sect, and the contemptible people are here, and they are accompanying Uncle Zhou!" ”

A posture of only the North Stygian Yuan Fulong is also following suit.

After saying that, his eyes swept over the disciples who were lying on the ground in a disorderly manner, frowned, pointed at the disciples and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Since the Qilong Spiritual Vein Flint Dingmen was restored, Ming Hai has always stayed in Tianmu Mountain to take charge of the business of the outer hall, and he didn't know the Northern Hell Tianyuan Fulong, and when he heard that this seventeen or eighteen-year-old black-clothed young man was the Northern Hell Tianyuan Fulong, his heart jumped suddenly.

Ming Yi is a monk in the late stage of Jindan, and his mana is higher than himself. It is normal for the divine consciousness not to detect the arrival of Ming Yi. But he also failed to discover the existence of the Northern Stygian Yuan Fulong, didn't he say. In front of him, the rumored "little uncle" in the qi training period who is so concerned about his mana can also cover his divine sense with his divine powers?

Thinking about Ming Yi's "stop" again, it seems that his every move just now has now fallen into the eyes of the two.

While secretly vigilant, he bowed to the Northern Heavenly Yuan Fulong, and said: "The disciple is clumsy, he doesn't know the true face of the uncle, and he still hopes that the uncle will forgive the sins, and dare to ask the uncle what he has to do with the disciple." Can a disciple be effective? ”

Looking at the big cow a few steps away, his body moved, and he had already arrived at the side of the big cow, and made up his mind, if the two of them wanted to be bad with themselves and track down the matter of their injuries to the disciples, they would take the big cow as a hostage, and first quickly escape from here, and then say, the North Stygian Tianyuan Fulong can't ignore his brother's life!

Unexpectedly, the Northern Darkness Tianyuan Fulong was careful about Ming Hai, as if he had done the last investigation. He smiled quietly and said, "Minghai Daoist doesn't need to be polite, although I am fortunate to worship under the Qingyang Master, I am still a disciple of the Qi cultivation period. I don't even have the skills to fly, so I have to ask Mingyi Daoyou to bring me over. This time I came to ask for Minghai Daoyou. I also hope that Minghai Daoyou can help one or two. ”

Seeing that Beiming Tianyuan Fulong was in a humble mood, he didn't dare to call himself an uncle. And it didn't seem like he had made a special trip to embarrass himself, and Ming Hai's fear weakened slightly. With the courage to sweep the Northern Stygian Heavenly Yuan Fulong with his divine sense, he found that the Northern Stygian Heavenly Yuan Fulong was indeed only cultivating during the Qi cultivation period, and his heart was much more relaxed again.

A smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Uncle Shi is polite, what advice does Uncle Shi have, if the disciple can do it, he will definitely do his best!" ”

Beiming Tianyuan Fulong casually glanced at the disciples lying on the ground, and when he saw Da Niu and Xiao Juan, his eyes showed great concern, his brows frowned quietly, he stretched out his hand to the edge of the cliff on the top of the mountain, and said: "Minghai Daoyou, can you take a step to speak, in fact, the contemptible people want my eldest brother and younger sister to stay in the door to cultivate, but I didn't expect Mingde Daoyou to ......."

When he mentioned this, he stopped, as if he didn't know what to say next, scratched his scalp, and said with a wry smile: "Already Mingde Daoyou is unwilling to be accommodating, contemptible people just need to ask Minghai Daoyou to help one or two to see if they can make it convenient!" ”

With that, he pointed to the cliff not far away, and took the lead in stride.

Seeing that the Northern Stygian Tianyuan Fulong was enthusiastically invited, and walked to the edge of the cliff alone, as if he wanted to avoid the world to say some secret words to himself alone, and Ming Yi on the other side did not immediately find his own purpose of trouble, Ming Hai couldn't help muttering in his heart, secretly guessing the purpose of the Northern Stygian Tianyuan Fulong, and he couldn't decide whether to follow the past.

Looking at the disciples lying down in a disorderly manner on the ground, and then at Ming Yi with gloomy eyes, he quickly made calculations in his heart.

The reason why he dared to attack the disciples was that there was Xuanye Daoist support on the back, although Xuanye Daoist did not say it explicitly, he hinted that he would find a way to deal with Da Niu and Xiao Juan, and it happened that Xiao Juan was constantly provoking along the way, and when she was angry, she wanted to experience the disciples.

After a short time, there were only three people left on the riverbank, Old Master Jiang, Yun Niang and Beiyin Tianyuan Fulong.

Having said that, the Northern Stygian Heavenly Yuan Fulong naturally couldn't open his mouth to refuse.

After that, the body moved, and walked towards the Qilong Spiritual Vein Flint Void Palace, the thick gray fog outside the Qilong Spiritual Vein Flint Void Palace saw the "Northern Pluto Tianyuan Fulong" coming, and scattered in all directions, as if to make way for it, the smile in the eyes of the "Northern Pluto Tianyuan Fulong" was even stronger, and he walked into the hall in a big way, but he didn't expect that at this moment, his body trembled strongly, and his face was even more distorted and deformed, followed by a plop and fell to the ground.

Hearing this, Beiyin Tianyuan Fulong's face turned red for a while, Huo Di stood up, and blurted out: "Yes, I am a demon, and it is the demon clan exercises that I practice, don't forget, without this demon clan exercises, without me as a demon, you are still staying in the cannibal mountain now, and you can't pass through the sky above the Qilong Spirit Vein Flint Dingtian Pond just now!" ”

In the mind of the Northern Immortal Heavenly Yuan Fulong, the Ebony Dao people did not allow anyone to invade and defile, and the anger in his heart rose, and the sound suddenly improved a few points.

"Li Ling is dizzy, and he doesn't know kindness!" These eight words flashed through my mind. Although Xuanye Daoist was a Yuanying monk, under his anger, the Northern Heavenly Yuan Fulong did not have a trace of fear, his eyes jumped on Xuanye's purple face with immodest eyes, and two cold rays flashed in the pitch-black pupils, like a blade and Xuanye's cold gaze collided together!

Xuanye's clothes swayed, and there was a soft "buzz" in his body, and a ball of blue light rushed out, and the green tendons on his two big hands soared, and they stood up in the same way.

The true qi in the body of the Northern Immortal Heavenly Yuan Fulong instantly burst into jubilation, and with a rush of mana, a layer of pale golden light flashed on his face, and the broken sword in his right arm was eager to try, and a cold smell filled his body!

Zhengyang Zhenren's face turned dark, and he said angrily: "Is the Zixiao Palace in this seat making you angry? "It's not loud, but it's buzzing in the ears of the two!

Seeing that Zhengyang Zhenren was angry, the blue light outside Xuanye Dao's body gradually dissipated, and he snorted and retracted his gaze. The Northern Stygian Heavenly Yuan Fulong also forcibly suppressed the liver fire in his body and sat down.

For a moment, the hall was surprisingly quiet, and even the breathing of several people could be heard clearly.

Shen Gongnan's heart was quickly turning with various ideas, the Northern Heavenly Yuan Fulong had just made a great contribution to the Qilong Spirit Vein Flint Stone Dingmen, but Xuan Ye recklessly questioned the exercises practiced by the Northern Heavenly Yuan Fulong at this time, and also involved the Ebony Daoist, which was really stupid and stupid, and it was not up to date.

However, this is not a great opportunity to get the cultivation path of "soul control".

Since he knew that the Northern Immortal Heavenly Yuan Fulong cultivated the "Soul Control Technique", for more than a year, Shen Gongnan had been thinking about this exercise day and night, although the "Spirit Control Technique" was only an auxiliary exercise, but if it was practiced above the third level, it could make the speed of the monk absorb the Liuhe Origin Qi multiplied.