When Xue Tong lived in the inn, the news of the doorman was reported to the palace, which aroused the vigilance of the royal family.

The grandmaster under the command of the royal family entered the store to inquire and learned that Xue Tong was from the ghost clan.

Xue Tong's Xue Sheng pseudonym, he is not sure whether his real name has reached the point of thunder in the farthest Bing Sheng, the farthest away of Xuan Xi.

There are too many people, especially Guan Muqing, and it is very easy to use Rasho's pseudonym.

"These are Dao Elder friends," the royal clan grandmaster looked at Fan Ruhua and the others and asked.

"Hmm," Xue Tong nodded.

"Oh, it's rare for fellow Daoists to care about the ghost clan, most people are afraid to avoid it, the royal clan is recruiting monks, if you don't mind, just form a team to go to Tianqi and wait for my news at the inn."

"Xue has no intention of bringing an official background, can the Taoist chief tell me how far the trouble of the ghost clan has become?"

Bing Sheng is far away from the valley, and if Wang Cheng has a move, the situation will not be very small.

"Everyone volunteered to go, the people of Xuan Xi are naturally welcome, the ghost clan harasses is not much, the nearest Tianqi, because it has been attacked by the demon clan, the Xuanmen don't want to have another incident, only guard against it."

"The haunting in the country has not been resolved for a long time, and the people's complaints are rising day by day, and the Tianqi royal family has to come forward and try to put an end to it."

"But there are not enough monks in the royal family, Tianqi has repeatedly asked Bing Sheng, Daliang, and Kan Guo for support, and my king has dragged on for a few years, and he really can't stand the situation, and he plans to help."

"However, there are too few people who are willing to go to put together a decent team."

The royal clan grandmaster elaborated.

"Xue understands, thank you."

The Grandmaster of the Royal Clan paused, "Actually, the Dao Master can really consider coming forward in the name of Bing Sheng. ”

"How many people did Bingsheng recruit?"

"Fifteen"

"If Xue Mou is in the name of Bingsheng, he will bring his own team and will not mix with others."

"Well, it's a big deal to divide into one team and two teams, wait for my news." The royal grandmaster left the inn.

……

A few days later

The grandmaster went and returned, saying that the second person in Bingsheng, Zhen Guogong, invited Xue Tong and 14 people to go to the camp.

Half an hour later, the carriage and horse team drove into the camp.

On the left side of Zhenguo Gong, there are thirteen monks.

"The king sent his father to you to practice, Feng Lun is the leader of any team, and Xue Sheng leads the second team. Give the ice to win the bronze medal, and each team will send 20 million spirit stones, and when they return from victory, they will be rewarded heavily. Zhen Guogong said.

Royal monks, send storage bags.

"You can set off tomorrow and go to Tianqi King City first." Zhen Guogong said again.

Feng Lun was at the peak of Grandmaster, and there was one Grandmaster Dacheng and one Late Cultivator around him, and there were two Grandmaster early stage martial artists, and the staffing seemed to be slightly stronger than Xue Tong's group.

What's more, there are as many as five women in Xue Tong's team.

Fan Ruhua, Guan Muqing, and Zhao Jiangning belong to the level of beauties, Xiao Yuer is at the upper middle level, and Li Xin is ordinary.

attracted Feng Lun's team to peek.

"I heard that Daoist Xue is from Huanchen, this Daoist seems to have been stimulated, and Li Daoyou's temperament is a little weird." Feng Lun's gaze stayed on Guan Muqing and Li Xin for a moment.

The tone of the words is slightly condescending.

"Captain Feng has a good eye, Guan Daoyou doesn't like to be talked about by others, where is Daoist Feng."

Xue Tong waved his hand slightly and quickly diverted the topic.

After all, it is the field of Zhenguo Gong, and it is not suitable to cause trouble.

"Feng Moubing is a better person, and the Taoist chief is doing business in Huanchen"

"Do some elixir trading"

Xue Tong talked very little, because the Zhenguo Gong was listening to it, and he had just sat down, so it was inconvenient to get up and say goodbye.

Zhen Guogong's cultivation is pitifully low, only at the level of a martial artist, just because of curiosity, he cultivated some qi refining exercises and five elements basic spells.

He couldn't even feel the level of cultivation of most of the people in the room.

If there is too much difference in the level of the monks, if they cross two levels, they will not be able to perceive the difference.

"Do you have any special means to let this prince have a look," Zhen Guogong said.

"Yes, Zhenguo Gong Xiwu, I want to see the strong strength of the Bing Shengguo monks who support Tianqi." The royal grandmaster also said.

Xue Tong felt that Zhen Guogong's proposal was by no means a temporary rise.

"This is normal, I sent someone, gave bronze medals and spirit stones, and it only makes sense to see the strength." Xue Tong said secretly.

"Brother Feng's Essence Flame Fire Dragon has been perfected, and it hasn't been seen for a long time, so it's time to display it," said the Grandmaster beside Feng Lun.

"Hey~, Xue Dao is here, don't be in a hurry to show your ugliness." Feng Lun pretended to be polite.

Xue Tong has already passed the stage of showing off, how can the real cultivation be comparable to Feng Lun, how can he worry about these people.

But the effort he put into his spell was insufficient, and the Essence Flame Fire Dragon Technique had just been refined to the fifth layer, and with his strong mana, the Fire Dragon barely reached the level of the middle stage of the Grandmaster.

"Xue's fire dragon skills are not refined, but he has practiced evil spirit spells for a few years."

"Oh"

Xue Tong's words aroused everyone's interest.

Summoning spells are rare.

The Xuanling Dojo cultivator's eyes also widened, these people had all obtained the summoning technique, but only Fan Ruhua and Huo Huang had really refined.

"Okay, Dao Chief, please!" Zhenguo Gong said excitedly.

Out of the main house of the camp, Xue Tong spit out the spell of the open space.

"Boom!"

The void shook violently, and suddenly a large cloud of black smoke was the size of a mountain.

Three pitch-black python heads poked out of the smoke, larger than the car body, with clear eyes, snake letters, blood mouth slightly open, snake neck scales dark and shiny.

The evil spirit slowly poked its head, its body was exposed, its three necks were one, and the thick python was more than ten feet long.

The second level and three evil spirits, the grandmaster is a master!

"Wow!" Zhen Guogong hid behind several royal clan grandmasters, exposed his head, and praised him.

Xue Tong pinched his fingers.

The three evil spirits opened in unison, and the three strands of dark red breath and fire merged and rumbled to the ground.

The three pythons breathed, and instantly smashed out a pit several feet deep, the smoke and heat flew up, and the soil and stone fragments were splashed.

"Whew!"

The evil spirit soared into the sky, leaping into the air into a small black dot, leaving only the black smoke billowing behind it.

Ren Juexin and the others, their hearts were pounding, and they saw the power of summoning for the first time, such a spell was impossible to obtain in the Que Immortal Palace, and it was impossible to obtain it in their lifetime.

The monks in Feng Lun's team had a bad complexion, and it seemed that summoning evil spirits was not inferior to Feng Lun's fire Jiao.

Feng Lun's mouth sounded the magic trick, and his three fingers pinched together.

"Boom!"

The heat hit the face, the giant tail of the ten-zhang long fire Jiao shook violently, the fire wave rolled over half of the training ground, and the pieces of soil and stone were all thrown into the air, and the flames scraped the ground one foot, and the eyes were full of scorched earth.

The momentum of the Jingyan Fire Dragon was also very amazing, and Xue Tong felt that it was difficult to distinguish it from the evil spirits.

"Wow~!" The monks of Feng Lun's team applauded.

"If the pythons fight, who wins in the end"

Zhen Guogong suddenly asked.

Most people suddenly changed their colors, and this kind of provocative questioning can only be said by a layman like Zhen Guogong, once the competition is conducted, the loser will leave a shadow, which is not conducive to unity.

"Hehe, Xue thinks it's comparable, maybe Huojiao wins a little." Xue Tong said generously.

"Of course the three pythons are stronger!" Guan Muqing was stunned.

"Hehe, it's hard to say, let's have a chance to compete again." Xue Tong didn't want to make such a senseless dispute.

Feng Lun didn't think Xue Tong was afraid of him, but the monks in the team decided that Xue Tong was not confident enough, and shouted in unison: "Huojiao is stronger!"

"Lord Yuguo, my subordinates think that they are equal, but don't compare with their own people." The royal clan master was busy.

"Okay, what about the other Dao Chief's stunts?"

The public intention of the town is still unfinished, and he said.

Fan Ruhua rolled her eyes, "Fan has raised a spiritual pet, and all Taoist friends laughed." ”

She patted her pet bag, and a yellow and black colorful poisonous insect flew out.

Spotted tarunom!

Fan Ruhua concentrates on raising a pet, and has been promoted to a grandmaster in a hundred years.

It is not easy to raise a spirit pet, and only one person in Feng Lun's team has cultivated a congenital spirit pet, which is far from it.

"Daoist Xue's white tiger hasn't been seen for a long time, it's almost the late stage of the grandmaster, it's better to let everyone take a look"

Fan Ruhua dotted the general.

Feng Lun's eyes were unreasonable, and his eyes were aimed back and forth, which made Fan Ruhua very dissatisfied, if he didn't let these people know that he was powerful, it was hard to say that he would not become more arrogant.

"Oh, it's still a little far from the late stage." Xue Tong had a good heart, patted the pet bag, and a white light flew out.

"Ho~ho~" the white tiger roared in a low voice.

Since arriving at Huanchen, the high-level ice attribute beast corpses have never stopped, causing the White Tiger's aura to grow steadily, approaching the late stage of the Grandmaster.

The white tiger is two feet high at the shoulders and more than seven zhang long, such a giant beast suddenly made Zhenguo Gong stunned, and it took him a long time to react, and he trembled: "Great... Harmful, terrible... Harm!"

The white tiger exhaled, and where it passed, the scorched land that was still smoking green smoke before turned into frozen soil in a blink of an eye, brushed with a layer of white frost.

"What's wrong with the poison puppet?"

Xiao Yuer followed suit.

"It's okay to make those people afraid."

Xue Tong thought of this and patted the pet bag again.

The dark green bone puppet appeared, holding a ground-level dragon tooth iron tire bow, wrapped in a faint green mist.

Xue Tongshou plucked the treetops on the edge of the camp, a leafy twig, and threw it towards the green mist.

The branches and leaves are dyed with fog, and they quickly turn black and wither when they fall to the ground.

The bone puppet has been impregnated with more than 20,000 kinds of toxins, and its breath is extremely close to the late stage of the grandmaster.

The royal grandmaster is overjoyed!

With the white tiger and bone puppet alone, "Xue Sheng" is by no means an ordinary peak grandmaster, and the cost of two spiritual pets is enough to push a middle-level martial artist to the peak of the grandmaster.

Xiao Yu'er had a very good relationship with the bone puppet, and walked over and reached out to touch it.

The green mist entered the body in the blink of an eye, and the soul fire in the eye sockets of the bone puppet revealed tenderness.

Xiao Yuer stroked her puppet arm and smiled.

"Okay, Lord Guogong is still satisfied," Xue Tong asked with a smile.

"Today, there are needles hidden in the cotton, and they are not domineering, very good!" Xue Tongxin said.

"My father's eyes are wide opener, you go to Tianqi, and you will succeed immediately!" Zhen Guogong smiled happily.

……

Monk Bingsheng departed.

The royal horse team opened the way, and there was nothing to do all the way, and they arrived at Tianqi King City smoothly.

King Tianqi personally received him to show his attention.

The next day, he opened the valley and built a camp on the edge of the land occupied by the ghosts.

Bingsheng Camp is located three hundred miles south of Tianqi's main camp.

The Shikoku monk camp was in an arc shape, blocking the way out for the ghost clan to continue to expand.

Xue Tong greeted Feng Lun: "Xue took a few people to touch the situation first, and the matter of building the camp will bother Feng Daoyou." ”

"Don't take the initiative in such a hurry."

"It's not a way to wait, Tianqi has been built for more than half a year, and there is no contact with the ghost clan, and it's hard to say until the Year of the Monkey."

"Xue has his own measure, Daoyou can rest assured."

Behind Xue Tong, Fan Ruhua, Xiao Yuer, Li Xin, Huo Huang, Guan Muqing, and Ren Juexin all had excited expressions eager to try.

Xue Tong originally wanted to only take the grandmaster, but he couldn't stand Xiao Yu'er's soft grinding and hard bubbles, so he took Ren Juexin with him by the way to take care of Guan Muqing.

The green mist floated in the air, and it had entered the realm of the ghost clan.