"I wonder if you have brought other fellow Daoists here?" Ning Changkong continued to ask.

"Cut, as soon as you entered the village, the villagers informed us, Lao Tzu followed you all the way, and I thought it was a high-level monk, but it turned out to be a small shrimp, ahahahaha! I can handle all of you by myself, where do you need a helper! ”

"Oh, that's good!" Ning Changkong said with a smile, he was afraid of a group, a monk who only built a foundation at the age of thirty or forty, his qualifications would not be much better, and a monk with good qualifications would not disdain to be such an evil cultivator who was difficult to cross the tribulation.

"Senior Brother Ning, how can he see our cultivation, aren't we all hiding our cultivation?" Qiao Lan said worriedly, could it be that there is something wrong with their sect's hidden exercises?

"Hahaha, I'm going to ask the little fat man among you, thanks to him, I know that you are all a bunch of rookies, hahahaha!" The square-faced monk laughed arrogantly.

The three of them looked at Wu Zhiyou.

Wu Zhiyou blushed and said aggrievedly: "It's not me, he's talking nonsense, it's the first time I've seen him, how could I tell him!" I'm just, I'm just ......"

Wu Zhiyou thought that it was said in a dream, and he didn't take the initiative to say it, but why did this person frame him?

"What are you?" Yang Xiaobao asked puzzled and puzzled, Wu Zhiyou has been with them all the time, only a few of them went out last night, and Wu Zhiyou was sleeping in the house, it couldn't be at that time.

"I just told him in a dream, and I knew it was a dream!" Wu Zhiyou was so angry that his tears were about to fall, what he said in his dream, how could this person know.

"Dream Thief!" Ning Changkong said. Qiao Lan was surprised, it was the first time she had heard of this kind of cultivator, and fortunately she hadn't fallen asleep last night.

Yang Xiaobao hated and coaxed, and communicated with the system: System, is there anything that can defeat the enemy with one move, give me a dozen.

System: It is recommended that you hurry up and go to sleep and dream!

"That's right! Haha, the kid behind you betrayed you all for a bite of meat, hahaha! I was still worried all the way, and I thought that you were the experienced disciples of which sect, but I didn't expect that you were just disciples of the outer sect of the sect, and one by one you had been cultivating for less than a year. He actually sent a disciple who had only been cultivating for a year out of the sect to die, hahaha! ”

The man smiled and said angrily, "Damn, why do you want to send such a few little garbage over, it's good to have a seventh- or eighth-order Qi cultivator, it's only been a year of cultivation, have you started Qi cultivation?!" ”

Wu Zhiyou knew that he was dreaming, but he still hid his hand, and only said that they were disciples of the outer sect, and they had only been in the sect for a year. And this person made up for the fact that this group of people was either just getting started, or they were at a high level of qualification, and they were also practicing qi at the second and third levels.

Ning Changkong let go of the cultivation suppression on his body, and the aura of the seventh order of qi cultivation was displayed.

The square-faced monk licked his lips as if he had found a treasure and said with a smile: "Heh, the seventh order of qi training, good!" Good! Good! You can raise it slowly and eat it slowly, not counting shrimp, counting a fish! ”

He didn't expect that there was a big fish, this time he had picked up a bargain, and after absorbing this seventh order of Qi training, he might be able to break through the first layer and enter the third order of foundation building.

The corners of Ning Changkong's mouth lifted slightly, drew out his long sword, and flew towards this person.

"Hey, ants who aren't afraid of death, I like it!"

Ning Changkong's long sword turned into rain, and a rain of swords flew towards the other party. The square-faced monk suddenly looked solemn, he turned out to be a sword cultivator, and hurriedly sacrificed his shield, and one after another sword shadows attacked the shield, only causing the shield to shake for a while.

When the square-faced monk saw such a tickling attack, he immediately sneered again: "Haha, boy, are you tickling Lao Tzu?" ”

I'll show you the power of a true monk! After speaking, the square-faced monk collected his shield, hugged his fists together, and opened them, and a fireball appeared in his palm.

The scorching fireball quickly transformed into a fiery dragon and flew towards Ning Changkong.

Originally, Qiao Lan and Wu Zhiyou began to worry when they saw that the other party was preparing to attack, and they both pinched the magic trick and prepared to help each other, but when they saw that the other party was so weak, they all withdrew their hands and watched the play with their hands tied.

"The rain is coming~!" Seeing that the other party was a fire dragon transformed by fire spiritual power, and that it was strong on the outside and dry in the middle, Ning Changkong directly threw out a sword flower to summon rain.

Seeing the dripping rain smoking on the fire dragon, the square-faced monk laughed disdainfully: "Hahaha, a Qi cultivator, you still want to use such a drizzle to extinguish my fire dragon, are you here to perform for me?" ”

At the moment when the fire dragon rushed over, Ning Changkong pulled out the sword flower, and a spiritual power shield blocked in front of him, the fire dragon hit the shield, the shield shattered, and the fire dragon also disappeared, canceling each other, leaving a mist in vain, hazy the sight of the square-faced monk.

"Hmph, there's still a little skill!" The square-faced monk looked at the three immovable monks behind Ning Changkong, and thought that the other party was frightened by his own cultivation, but he didn't expect that two of them were watching them with the intention of watching the show, but Yang Xiaobao was watching the excitement, because he didn't know anything.

The rain drenched the square-faced monk's whole body, and although the rain restrained him, his fire spiritual power was not something that could be extinguished and offset by such a little rain. Just as he was about to launch the second spell, a sound came from his body.

"What's going on? How does this rain ...... Ah~" But before the words were finished, the rain hitting his body made a more violent sound, and the square-faced monk saw that the magic robe on his body was rapidly rotting, and the skin stained with the rain was also bubbling, and the rain actually had corrosive properties.

The square-faced monk hurriedly retreated, but his whole body was already soaked, and a violent burning sensation came, causing him to scream in pain, he hurriedly stabilized his body, as long as he killed the other party and got the antidote, but just when he was standing still, a lightning bolt flashed towards him in the air.

"What? Thunderlingen! Thunder Spirit Monk! Miserable! The square-faced monk suddenly burst into a state of death, the thunder spirit root is an extremely rare spirit root, and it is one of the most valued spirit roots of various sects. He didn't expect that the little monk who stopped on the road without the protection of a high-ranking monk turned out to be a Lei Linggen monk.

"I was wrong! Ask Daoist friends to let me go! The square-faced monk hurriedly begged for mercy.

Even though he avoided the lightning, the rain conducted electricity in the rain curtain, which still made the square-faced monk convulse from Thunder's whole body.

"Sorry, I don't know you!" The lightning condensed by Ning Changkong's second thunder spiritual power attacked the square-faced monk's head again.

The square-faced monk twitched, regretting in his heart, how could he meet such a perverted monk with a thunder spirit root!

The surging thunder and lightning electrocuted the unwilling square-faced monk into a black humanoid pillar, and Qiaolan Edgeworth directly cut off the opponent's head.

Ning Changkong used the fairy spirit stone to absorb spiritual power before, in order to prevent his cultivation from rising too quickly, he had been trying to suppress it, so as not to cause unknown side effects due to the rise of his cultivation too quickly, and also to avoid unnecessary trouble, he didn't want to be too swaggering in the sect, after all, it was not that he was jealous of talents, but that many arrogant monks could not tolerate other geniuses in their eyes.

Only when he has enough self-preservation power can he dare to show himself with confidence.

However, this time he attracted the thunder spiritual power, which caused the spiritual power he suppressed to be unstable, and he still let his cultivation rise by one level, reaching the eighth order.

Yang Xiaobao is depressed, in a small fight, the male protagonist can be upgraded to a level, there is no one in this luck, he will learn some spells next time and come out, the system is always not strong and raises the bar! He's not in the limelight at all!

Seeing that the person had already been punished, Wu Zhiyou hurriedly rushed over, took out a storage bag from the corpse, gritted his teeth and spat at the charred corpse, and then came back with the storage bag, "Senior Brother Ning, give!" ”

Regarding Senior Brother Ning's sudden upgrade, he was numb, not surprised at all, and he didn't even bother to say congratulations, after all, his upgrade was as smooth as drinking water.

"You take it first, let's leave quickly!" Ning Changkong said that the sword rose into the air, and as for the storage bag of a foundation building monk, he couldn't look at it anymore.

Qiao Lan and Wu Zhiyou also followed Edgeworth into the air.

"Take me, I don't know how to resist the sword!" Yang Xiaobao was so anxious that he chased and shouted on the ground.

Ning Changkong then remembered that Yang Xiaobao still didn't know how to fly with the sword, so he hurriedly turned back, doubled the spirit sword, and let Yang Xiaobao come up.

As soon as Yang Xiaobao jumped on the spirit sword, he hugged Ning Changkong from behind him, hugged Ning Changkong tightly, and said tremblingly: "Senior Brother Ning, slow down, slow down!" ”

Ning Changkong's head suddenly became big, and a person who was afraid of heights had to overcome his fear and learn to fly with a sword, but he was afraid that it would take a lot of time.

"Ahh Don't be so fast! In the sky, Yang Xiaobao screamed in fright, trembling all over, and hugged Ning Changkong's waist tighter.

"Senior Brother Yang, you're too cowardly, you're so afraid of heights, what will you do when Edgeworth flies in the future?" Wu Zhiyou flew over and smiled gloatingly.

"I'll learn, I'll learn it quickly, Senior Brother Ning, can I ask you to fly lower and slower, okay? Woooooo It's terrifying! Yang Xiaobao turned his head and glanced at his feet, the trees under his feet shrank and retreated quickly at the soles of his feet, he couldn't help but feel a tingling scalp, and his screams were louder.

Qiao Lan couldn't help but close her ears in front of her.

Lin Chuyue originally slept fragrantly, but she woke up for a while when the thunder had just hit, and after a look, now another ghost screaming made her unable to sleep, she really wanted to bite this second goods.

Fortunately, the town is very close, and a few people can see the town from a distance after a few noisy words. From above, the town looks like a huge bowl and plate upside down on the ground, surrounded by lush vegetation, and in the middle is a densely populated town.

It is said to be a small town, but it has a large population, and the outer city walls surround the town into a city.

Just as they saw the outline of the town, a group of monks quickly rose into the air and blocked their way.

"Who's here? No flying in the air is allowed here! ”