Before the sword body could touch the old sentence, it was stopped by the boss with one hand with internal force, surrounded by a white shroud, the sword in Ning Ning's hand had been bent, and he had been eaten back because of the excessive force, and he fell to the ground and spat blood.

The boss lost a smile on his face, and said coldly: "My inn, no one has done anything in front of me yet." ”

Ning Ning crawled on the ground, biting her lip and reddening her eyes, she looked up at the two of them, touched her tears fiercely, and spat a mouthful of saliva.

The leading monk singlely helped Ning Ning up, and the other two were holding the monk who was seriously injured by the old sentence, and they were not empty.

A trace of embarrassment flashed on his face, and because of forbearance, the green tendons in his neck were faintly exposed: "Two, no matter what, we are all members of the Lian family, and we are here just to get the Dao Fuxue Dan, and there is no malice, why should you be embarrassed a lot, and you have to be unforgiving." ”

The boss said: "Okay, the old saying, I've had enough fun, don't have fun anymore, I'm here to compete for the treasure in my hand, it's really not good to hurt my vitality before it starts." ”

The old saying smiled: "I know, I know, this is not a warm-up in advance." ”

The stout body retreated to the side, away from Ning Ning's few monks, but he really didn't make any more moves.

Jiang Lan trotted to Ning Ning and said with concern, "Miss Ning, are you okay?"

Ning Ning shook his head.

After watching this lively play, Jiang Lan was no longer in danger, Yu Yuan touched the tip of his nose and said, "Anyway, two, this ...... It's nothing to do with us, we're here to have a feast, not to watch a group of people fight and be bored. ”

The old saying also said: "That's it, boss, what are you doing to compete for treasures and attract this group of passers-by?"

The boss looked at Ye Qingzhi with a smile: "You will participate, right, Ye Gongzi." ”

Yu Yuan looked back at him, and Ye Qingzhi said lightly: "Hmm." ”

Yu Yuan exclaimed: "Ye Qingzhi, why are you participating in this thing?"

"Fuxuedan, has a miraculous effect on the treatment of internal injuries. ”

The implication is that he intends to compete for the floating snow pill. The monks looked at Ye Qingyi, and their eyes changed in vain.

Vigilance, disbelief, hostile.

The old man's face was not very good-looking, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Boss, what do you mean?"

The boss smiled deeply, and on his old but somewhat strange face, there was a faint creepy feeling: "There are so many people, hurry up and go down, everyone, ask for more blessings." ”

Layers of black whirlpools suddenly appeared under the corridor, submerging the entire second floor, like the surging tide when the village was flooded, covering the corridor at once. Before Yu Kite could react, she fell into the whirlpool, but fortunately, Ye Qingzhi hugged her to avoid falling.

Ye Qingzhi covered her eyes and said, "Don't look at it." ”

When they opened their eyes, the group arrived in a dense jungle with no edge in sight.

Yu Kite opened his eyes, the mountains here stretched, the trees were thicker than an adult's arm, there was no road, only knee-high green grass and flowers and trees, it was daytime, the sun was dazzling and terrifying.

Everyone in the group was there, strong men, monks, scholars and a few kites.

Jiang Mian saw such a magnificent scene for the first time, and he couldn't close his mouth in surprise: "Sister, Xiyan, where is this?"

Yu Kite looked at it and said, "Could it be another illusion?"

Ye Qingzhi shook his head and said, "No." ”

The shadows of the trees fluttered, the heat was blowing in the nose, and there were faint flowers, although not large, but they were also quite colorful, and they appeared and sometimes dissipated in the grass. It seems to be moving with this wind, showing and disappearing, making people confused.

The old man spat and said, "Damn what kind of calculation this old man is making, this place can't touch the south, south, west, and northwest, and the ghost knows where to go." ”

Yu Yuan said: "This benevolent brother, do you know what kind of place this is?"

The old sentence said: "I naturally know that Lao Tzu has come no less than three times, and I have a clear understanding of this old man's routine, but this time it seems to be different, and this kind of scene Lao Tzu is also the first time I have seen it." ”

The injured little monk touched his chest and sneered: "Heh, the reckless man is not angry, and the owner of this inn is even darker. ”

Jiang Lan said to Ning Ning: "Miss Ning, what does this mean?"

Ning Ning's brows have not relaxed since she came to this place, and she said in a deep voice: "Ghost art." ”

Everyone present was shocked.

Yu Kite was puzzled: "That boss is just a mortal, how can he understand ghost arts?"

Ning Ning shook her head, she really didn't know about this, she only said that the ghost art was still because it was often recorded in the family, so the same, she knew.

The old man's face was blood-red: "That old thing, wait for Lao Tzu to go out, and don't let his soul fly away." ”

Ning Ning sneered: "Let's wait for you to go out, the boat capsized in the gutter, it is really reckless and brainless." ”

The faces of the scholars who were speaking on the side were not to mention how ugly they were, and they supported each other in this unpredictable and angry scene, and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, the next few people are just drunk and gambled that there are treasures in this town, so they have done such a ridiculous thing, and we don't know how to do any kung fu at all. ”

The old man rolled up his sleeves and scolded: "Lao Tzu looks down on you scholars in his life, don't you take the top prize, come here to do anything, looking for excitement, it's better to go to the Qinglou to sleep with a card." ”

The old saying is now like a mad dog, catch someone and bite it, those scholars are pale when they are yelled, their eyebrows and eyes are aggrieved, as if they are about to cry in just a moment.

It was still a field full of green grass, the wind blew suddenly, the grass and trees flew, the dust was shrouded, the group couldn't open their eyes, their clothes flew around, several scholars were thin and hugged each other, Yu Kite was hugged by Ye Qingzhi, the Jiang sisters and brothers supported each other, and the group was close to each other to avoid the bad luck of being blown away by the wind.

It's just that the wind is okay, just avoid it, who knows that the wind has not stopped and the sky is full of gravel, only the gravel the size of a little finger floats in the air, and it comes with the wind and hits the rest of the kite directly.

This rubble is not big, and there are so many of them falling from such a high altitude that even the smallest thing has the power to kill people.

The old sentence let out a loud explosion, a scimitar appeared in his hand, the hilt of the sword was inlaid with a lot of wolf teeth, a knife was swung to face the wind, and the hair was messy all over his face, the real man stood tall, wielded a big knife, used internal strength, and protected three or four little brothers with mediocre martial arts behind him.

The screams were endless, all initiated by those scholars.

With Ye Qingzhi there, Yu Kite and Jiang Lan Jiangmian naturally would not be in danger, Ye Qingzhi slashed twice in the air, and suddenly two white lights appeared in the air to surround several people, and another white light ran to the scholars who were ready to die, isolating the stones that exploded outside.

Yu Kite could faintly hear the sound of stones falling on top of Shifa. The sun was not shining, and the sky was gloomy and terrible, not because it was cloudy, but because there were too many stones, which obscured the white light.

Just a glance, Yu Kite shuddered and said, "What is this thing, it's a little scary." ”

Jiang Mian saw this scene for the first time, he was afraid and surprised, opened one eye to look, and said, "Yes, Qingzun, what is this?"

Ye Qingzhi collected his fingers, and several crisscrossing white lines appeared on the soles of his feet, which were taxi lines.

He said: "Ghost magic, we are all in the trap set by the boss. ”

Yu Yuan said: "It's really unlucky, you can get a lot of trouble if you sleep, by the way, Ye Qingzhi, what does the boss mean when he said that you are willing to come?"

After a moment of silence, Ye Qingzhi said: "Internal injuries can be treated." ”

At this moment, Yu Yuan understood that Ye Qingzhi just wanted her to have internal injuries, and Fuxue Dan had a miraculous effect, so he thought about finding it for her.

Just looking at the current situation, I'm afraid that more than one floating snow pill is so simple,

She said, "It's a big problem now." ”

Jiang Lan said worriedly: "Qingzun, can you save Miss Ning and a few people." ”

Yu Yuan said: "No, for the monks, this little thing still can't be difficult for them." ”

There was silence inside the Shifa, and the old sentence outside also moved the exercises, the knife touched the blood, and the ground scratched three or seven or five marks, and then the knife emitted a golden light and flew above the heads of several people, and the Shifa protected several people thoroughly.

Ning Ning put together the thumbs of several people, the sword and waist were pulled up, and the white light of the sword was closed, and the soles of the feet suddenly rose lotus traces, white and yellow were staggered, and the soles of the feet were divided into several people, and they were at peace with each other.

That is, the monks, the cover is the cultivation of the law, because several are still young, the internal force is shallow, the traces of the law are very light, although the stones are blocked, they are also swaying and panicking, the people in the scholars are unsteady, and the originally injured monks even Ning Ning fell to the ground uncontrollably, crawling on the grass, no, it can't be called grass anymore, because it is already dark below and can't see what it is.

Yu Yuan said: "When can you stop, you can't stay here all the time." ”

The old saying said loudly: "It depends on what the boss means, unless he wants to play with us to death, if he is not stoned to death, he will exhaust his internal strength and die, or let us out now." ”

Although he understands the law and has cultivation, the old saying is also a mortal in the end, and the safety of several people is supported offline, and obviously some of them can't hold on.

Several nightcrawlers behind him have been doing their best to help, and in the end their cultivation is shallow, and after a while, Lao Yu's face turned a little pale, and he didn't get better at all.

In the face of everyone's vomiting, Ye Qingzhi had closed his eyes, his fingers stood between his forehead, and his lips moved slightly.

"Standing and walking, reciting the fruit and reciting, the way rises from the way, and the vitality is not extinguished. ”

At the end of the word, Ye Qingzhi opened his eyes in vain, and the aperture on his fingers became bigger and bigger, and the more he invented, he suddenly heard Ye Qingzhi say: "Climb down." ”

Before Yu Kite could see clearly, he was hugged by Ye Qingzhi, and Ye Qingzhi said in a deep voice: "Don't look at it." ”

Yu Kite nodded, and let him hold it.

Outside, white light flew up, striking the stones that fell from the sky. The invisible light and the tangible stones collided with each other, and they did not avoid it, and the white light flew by, and the stones were separated by many others, until the sky was surrounded by white light, and the stones stopped, and the white light gathered into a pile.

There were no stones, and the wind died down in a moment, and the group lifted the law and slowly stood up from the ground.

Yu Kite obviously felt that there was a warm liquid left in her hand, and she hurriedly opened her eyes in shock, and saw Ye Qingzhi spit blood at the last moment of receiving the Shifa, and the red blood flowed down the corner of Ye Qingzhi's mouth, as if there was an extra scar on his indifferent face.

Yu Yuan wiped his sleeves, and his heart became a mess: "Ye Qingzhi, don't scare me." ”

Ye Qingzhi hugged her waist and let Yu Kite's sleeve wipe his face indiscriminately: "It's okay, it'll be fine later." ”