Judging from their costumes, Ning Ke saw that these two people were monks of the "Qingliangmen", and their cultivation had entered the Xuan level.

Ning Ke had two questions: First, there were a total of eight monks from the "Qingliangmen" who had entered the seventh realm, and three of them were Xuan-level cultivators, and where had the other monks whose cultivation was weaker than the two of them gone? Second, they were from the same sect, so why did they still have to fight? With so many Zhuyan fruits, couldn't the two of them share them equally?

When Ning Ke was in the gladiatorial arena, his cultivation had not yet entered the yellow level, and he was already invincible at the yellow level. Now, even though the nine dantian acupoints have entered the yellow level, they can also form an attack formation, and if they really want to compete against the cultivators of the Xuan level, the odds of winning are not high.

Moreover, the two monks here are Xuan-level cultivators of the same sect.

You just saw that they were fighting for Zhuyanguo, as if there were irreconcilable contradictions, and once they were insulted by the outside world, they would definitely be unanimous with the outside world.

At the entrance of the seventh realm, he arranged many formations, even if he fought with dozens of monks at that time, he would not suffer, and it was a big deal to hide in the tent.

But here, even if you fight one of these two monks, it is not easy to win. Ning Ke didn't dare to be careless, and there was no need for him to take risks alone. After all, his cultivation is too weak, and in the face of a large level of cultivation, all spells, techniques, magic weapons, etc. are vulnerable.

Moreover, he was not a penchant for killing, and he would not take out his submachine gun and ask for the lives of these two men unless he had to.

"Boy, we know you're a circler. Now, though, you don't have a chance to set up. We found the Zhuyan Fruit, and if you don't want to be killed, get out of here!" the thin monk spoke, his bloodshot eyes cloudy.

Ning Ke found that the two of them were like two hungry beasts, and their burning eyes revealed extremely vicious ferocity. If they hadn't been taboo that Ning Ke was a formation mage, they might have killed him a long time ago.

The fruit tree on the opposite side of the deep pond has the holy light of ripe fruit released from time to time, which is really eye-catching.

How could Ning Ke be willing to give up?

"Two cultivators, I'll use a storage bag of high-grade spirit stones, can I exchange a few with you......"

Ning Ke said as he untied a storage bag from his waist, which was filled with high-grade spirit stones, no less than 10,000 pieces, and threw it to the thin monk.

The thin monk took the storage bag, and when he looked at it, he was very surprised! He couldn't figure out where this kid had found so many high-grade spirit stones?!

Ever since he entered the secret realm, he had been very diligent in searching for cultivation resources. So far, only a few hundred low-grade spirit stones have been found, only a few dozen medium-grade spirit stones, and only a few high-grade spirit stones.

How did he know that Ning Ke had divine sense, and could look at the physiognomy and feng shui, and gain insight into the principle of gathering spiritual energy, and the conditions for the generation of spiritual ore...... Looking for the spirit stone, it is like a child pretending to be a family, and his hands are ready to be captured.

The fat monk also glanced at the storage bag, and unconsciously gasped! The two exchanged glances with each other, and their faces showed murderous intent at the same time.

Ning Ke looked at the eyes and expressions of these two monks, and thought to himself, "It's bad! These two monks obviously want to rob them......"

Fighting was never Ning Ke's first choice, even if he was sure of victory. Moreover, he is still at a disadvantage, and fighting outwits is his habitual thinking and common practice.

"Hmph...... Ning Ke felt a little furious and worried in his heart, but he pretended to let out a sneer, "Without me, you can't pick the Zhuyan Fruit......"

Ning Ke's words made the two of them look at each other, and they couldn't help but turn around and follow Ning Ke's eyes to look at the deep pool behind them.

I saw a dragon churning in the water in the deep pool, stirring up surging white waves, splashing rain-like splashes, splashing everywhere.

At this glance, the faces of the two monks of the "Qingliangmen" were stunned!

Seeing this, Ning Ke snickered secretly.

As soon as he crossed the mountain, he found something strange in the pool, and when he got closer, he released his senses, and found a large anaconda lurking in the deep pool. When the two monks drove him away, he immediately used the blue flame stone to communicate with the big water python, and then there was the jubilation of the dragon in the deep pool.

"You, do you have a way?" the two monks asked Ning Ke as they looked at the bottomless waterholes and ravines that circled the mountain.

"Hmm...... If you go too far from the upper reaches of this stream, the fruit tree will shine from time to time, and it will surely attract other monks, and if you cross the stream from here, the dragon will take you for breakfast......

"It's so long-winded!"

"What are you talking nonsense with him?!" The thin monk pressed towards Ning Ke with a spear, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "You go to the water's edge and lure that dragon away!"

"I don't dare. Both of you are higher in cultivation than me, and it shouldn't be me to lure Jiaolong. ”

"Hurry up! Otherwise, I'll kill you first, and then throw you to the dragon!"

"That's good...... All right. I'll lure the dragon away, and you go to pick the Zhuyan fruit. However, for the sake of my storage bag of high-grade spirit stones, how many points will I have. ”

"Divide a few of you?!...... Hey, hey, okay, I'll give you a third. ”

"Thin man, I said before that you wouldn't do anything if we were divided fifty-fifty, but now you are happy to share it equally with an outer slave?!......

The environment of the seventh realm was too harsh, and after the monks of the "Qingliangmen" entered the seventh realm, they were divided into three groups, two of the three Xuan-level monks with two yellow-level monks, and one with a yellow-level monk to collect and search for cultivation resources.

In three days, the yellow-level team members brought by these two people returned to the secret realm due to irresistible accidents. The situation of the group led by the team leader is currently unknown.

This fruit tree was first discovered by a thin monk, and was about to wade through the waterhole when a fat fellow monk came. They say that they are the same sect, they are not familiar with each other, and they belong to two branches of the sect.

As a result, there was a conflict between the two of them over the distribution of the Zhuyan fruit, the thin monk who came first insisted on dividing it into four or six, and the fat monk who came later must divide it equally.

Just because of this, the two fought.

The fat monk saw that the thin monk agreed to Ning Ke to share one-third of the Zhuyan fruit, of course, it was not safe.

Seeing this, Ning Ke understood the reason for the fight between the two, and said, "Okay! I'll go and lure Jiaolong away...... Okay, give me one-third of the Zhuyan Fruit!"

Ning Ke put down his backpack, grinded, and walked along the riverbank in the direction where the dragon was swimming.

As soon as the dragon's god appeared, there was no trace, and when the water splashed again, the dragon dived into the water with Ning Ke in his mouth, and then a cloud of blood appeared on the surface of the water......

"Haha...... There is such a stupid person in the world!"

The two monks did not dare to slack off, so they chose a place far away from the dragon's activities, and quickly swam down the pool to the opposite shore.

Hearing only a splash, the thin monk of the "Qingliangmen" was caught by the dragon and sank to the bottom of the water, and the fat monk was so frightened that he desperately swam to the opposite shore. Until I went ashore, far from the shore, I was still in shock, and my two eyes just glanced into the pool.

The waterhole was bottomless and unusually calm, with some old fallen leaves floating silently on the surface of the water. It's as if there has never been a dragon attack.

The fat monk was not a person without knowledge, and he was able to cultivate to the Xuan level through strong winds and waves, so he quickly packed up his spirit and climbed to the cliff. Seeing that he was about to climb under the Zhuyan fruit tree, he heard someone behind him shouting to him, "Okay, Zhuyan fruit should be divided equally-"

The fat monk turned his head in surprise, but there was no one around, and the waterhole was still quiet. This only scared him even more.

When he turned around and wanted to continue climbing, another sentence sounded behind him, "Okay, Zhu Yanguo will be divided equally-" This voice made him very annoyed and creepy. He didn't believe that in broad daylight, people would immediately become ghosts after death.

He chose a place where his feet could be stepped on, turned around, took out his spear, and shouted in the direction of the waterhole: "Don't pretend to be a ghost, if you have a kind, you will show your true body!"

"Huh...... said okay, the Zhuyan fruit should be divided equally. ”

I don't know when, Ning Ke was already standing under the cliff.

The fat monk was shocked, and wondered? Not only did this kid not die, but he suddenly appeared at the bottom of the cliff!

"You, you're not dead?!...... Alright, alright, let me give you a ride!"

The fat monk of the "Qingliangmen" jumped off the cliff from the mountainside in a fit of rage. Only a few of the fruits on the tree were ripe, most of them were not ripe, and the fat monk didn't care about this time.

"If you die, I won't die. ”

When Ning Ke saw the fat monk jumping off the cliff, he spit out a spear from his mouth, which was the spear of Lei Jun, the first elder of the "Qingliangmen" and the son of Lei Shuofeng.

"You...... You, where did you get the Thunder Spirit Gun?!"

"I borrowed it from Lei Jun, just to kill you. ”

The more Ning Ke's tone was understated, the more it made the fat monk angry! He rushed towards Ning Ke with a spear in his hand......

......

Ning Ke took out a storage bag of high-grade spirit stones, and wanted to exchange a few Zhuyan Fruits for the two monks of the "Qingliangmen", but found that these two people had killed him...... Since this is the case, he devised a plan in his mind to get rid of these two people.

Just now, before Ning Ke was forced down into the deep pool by these two Xuan-level monks, he had already communicated with the big water python. The big water python is commonly known as the dragon, and its mind is not civilized, and it is very easy to control with blue flame stone. Ning Ke co-starred with it in a scene.

Last night, Ning Ke caught a half-sized wild boar, and he wanted to kill it and eat it, but he was busy researching the secret realm identity jade plate and delayed it. The wild boar was in a storage bag, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today.

When he was playing with the big anaconda, he killed the wild boar and made a bloody scene. Then, when he took off the three-color poison pill of the Nanyang sorceress Yao Gu, he took off a layer of thick skin to form an invisibility cloak, put it on, and lurked underwater.

He understood the water decision under the Poliu well of the Qiantang Qian Wang Temple, and later after several trainings, even with his current cultivation, it was no problem to stay underwater for an hour or two.

Wearing this kind of invisibility cloak, with the assistance of the big anaconda, it was more than enough to fool these two Xuan-level cultivators whose divine consciousness had not yet been opened, and he didn't have to worry about being seen through and discovered by them.

The two monks of the "Qingliangmen" saw the dragon biting and pestering Ning Ke, so they went down to the deep pool one after the other. Ning Ke looked at the thin monk who was swimming behind, and hit him with the quenched dart of the three darts captured from Liu Neng's hand.

Ning Ke has always been cautious, after all, the opponent is a Xuan-level cultivator, and his cultivation is much higher than him. In order to be sure, he had to succeed in one blow, and he chose the poison dart......