Zhong Lingge and his entourage hid their body breath and slowly sank, and the three people who were arguing at the bottom of the abyss did not notice it, they were immersed in a fierce quarrel, you come and go, you can't get along.

"Qianqian, you promised to marry me as a Taoist couple, why did you fool around with Jiang Yan behind my back after accepting the spirit stone? The Jiang family is just a small family on the border, if you want resources or not, how much benefit can you have by following him? ”

"Hahahaha...... Brother Wang is naïve, although my family is only a small family, I can finally provide Qianqian with an elixir spirit rune! You are a casual cultivator who makes a living by robbery, and today there is no tomorrow, what good can you do with you? ”

"Brother Yan, Brother Ren, don't quarrel for me, okay? Brother Ren, you just treat me as a bad woman with a negative heart, forget about me! I'm sorry for you, I'll repay you as a cow and a horse in the next life! ”

......

Lin Xiaojiu, like Zhong Lingge, had golden eyes and pricked up ears, listening to it with relish and discussing it.

"According to my experience in watching dramas, this Qianqian Taoist friend should be a veteran of the love scene, and no one loves him! What else do you say about being a cow and a horse for Brother Ren in the next life, it is better to pay back the spirit stones owed in this life if you have this heart. ”

"Huh? Really? How do I think she likes both, and she can't give it up! Zhong Daoyou, you see that her eyes are full of affection, and they are full of feelings! ”

"You are too simple, I can deceive eight a day when a little ghost like you cultivate, where is the emotion in her eyes, it's all skills!"

"No, I thought the three of them were true love, is it all fake?!"

......

"It's verbose, it's better to fight." Lan Xianyue was not interested in love, love and watching dramas, if it weren't for Zhong Lingge and Lin Xiaojiu listening happily, she would have slashed down with a sword.

"Ahh "It takes a while to show each other's true feelings, and it's all the other party's fault, forcing them to grab the storage bag with their dead hands."

Sure enough, as she expected, the dispute below gradually became fierce, and the Scattered Cultivator Wang Ren first sacrificed a first-order low-grade spear, and his whole face was distorted with anger.

"Do you still have the face to talk about the truth? Your Jiang family has done a lot of evil, how did your brother Jiang Sen advance to build a foundation and consummation, don't think that we don't know the family's because we are loose cultivators! And you, a slut, I don't know how many male cultivators I followed, turned his face after using it, and turned his face after using it, I have no heart and no lungs, I will die with you today-"

"If you dare to insult my brother, I will kill you!"

"Brother Ren, you are so ruthless, then don't blame me for ignoring the old feelings!"

The slogan was shouted loudly and enthusiastically, but on the whole, the strength of the three people was not very good.

After looking at it for a while, Zhong Lingge yawned several times, and as soon as he was distracted, he remembered that Jiang Yan, Jiang Sen, and the Jiang family were somewhat familiar.

One of the male cultivators that the third senior sister met last time was called Jiang Sen, and this time the second senior brother went out in women's clothes, and he was the first one who planned to trap him.

The Jiang family, where Jiang Sen is located, is also on the eastern border, and it is an inconspicuous small family, with only one Jindan late patriarch in the clan, and several elders are only building a complete foundation.

This completely corresponds to what Wang Ren just said.

It stands to reason that a small family like the Jiang family may be eaten by the surrounding clans at any time, but the head of the Jiang family is good at drilling, and has close contacts with a steward of the Cen family, so he has a business and barely gains a firm foothold.

The problem is that the Jiang family has not produced outstanding descendants for three generations in a row, and it was not until this generation that there was a Jiang Sen, who advanced in his early thirties to build a foundation, which brought a glimmer of hope to the Jiang family.

However, the Jiang family's resources are scarce, and it is not easy to smash out a golden pill period, so when they hear that there is a collection and tonic technique in the east, they will naturally not miss this "great opportunity". It doesn't cost a single spirit stone to go back to practice and cultivate, and the advancement is fast, which is simply an opportunity to pick up for nothing.

Most monks who practice the art of collecting tonic have the same idea, relying on resources and perseverance to advance, slow and difficult, it is better to rely on the replenishment to easily accumulate it.

Thinking of the second senior brother who was seducing Jiang Sen in women's clothes, and thinking of the third senior sister who had ventured to meet these wicked people several times, Zhong Lingge's laziness was accepted.

She has encountered this scourge, and it is really unreasonable not to kill.

"Three fellow Daoists, let's go down and join the fighting method, and we can't slack off our cultivation when we enter the secret realm! My generation of monks should improve their strength, practice group battles, and sharpen their minds, so that it is the right path, what do you think? ”

Everyone: "......"

The most slack is her Zhong Lingge, at this time, for some reason, it actually motivates them to work hard, why does it look like a small face is so big!

"I agree." Lan Xianyue had long wanted to go down and chop a few swords.

"I agree with that." Hu Jiufei was drowsy, and he also wanted to go down and move his hands and feet.

Lin Xiaojiu was still listening to the beating and scolding below, and casually echoed with the transparent ghost head: "You have the final say, I can do anything!" ”

Zhong Lingge: "Hey~"

Then she doesn't have to be the main force of the battle, she is very happy to save effort and trouble.

In an instant, the concealment talisman was broken, and the sword light was flourishing.

Lan Xianyue was as vigorous as a rabbit, descending the convex stone of the cliff, waving his hands horizontally, the spiritual sword was like an arm, and the fingers cut off the spiritual qi and opened up countless sword rays.

With her majestic sword moves to open the way, Hu Jiufei's double-ring blade was like a ghost, cunning and agile shuttling through the aura whirlpool, avoiding the three people's divine consciousness below to attack the back.

Lin Xiaojiu swung the giant axe in her hand, she had an overly cute baby face, and in order to deter the enemy, she kept letting out what she thought was a terrible ghost howl, but it frightened a few monks who had never seen a ghost cultivator.

Zhong Lingge held a tota in his left hand and three spare snake talismans in his right hand, and the person was still standing on the flying crane talisman and did not go down, and the three fierce teammates ended the battle in three breaths.

Looking at the men and women with different dead appearances below, Zhong Lingge's mind was full of question marks: Is this the end?

She just planned to work hard and just lie down and win? Why didn't she have a chance to perform at all?

"Oh, the three Daoists are strong, I can't find a chance to do it, it's a pity that I couldn't join the group battle!"

"Zhong Daoyou, you're smiling too obviously."

Hu Jiufei obviously didn't believe her, and she was extremely regretful.

Lan Xianyue hooked her lips and glanced at Zhong Lingge, but she didn't debunk it.

Lin Xiaojiu's mind was not here, she looked at the female cultivator's storage bag curiously, took out the beautiful dress inside, and used a spell to condense it on the soul and play with disguise.

"Oops, what is this?"

Lin Xiaojiu was playing, his soul consciousness moved, and he took out an object from the female cultivator's storage bag, and suspended it in the air to exude a burst of rich yin qi.

Zhong Lingge recognized it at a glance and hurriedly reminded: "Lin Daoyou, don't touch it!" That's the Soul Binding Banner, a magic weapon used by evil cultivators to refine souls! ”

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly retreated, intending to work together to destroy the Soul Binding Banner, but before they could make a move, a remnant soul with a power no less than that of Qi Refining was drilled out of the Soul Banner, and a sharp and ugly sound came out of their mouths.