"Nine Dragons Saint?"

Ning Yuan said expressionlessly: "Brother Yifan, I have heard that the Nine Dragons Saint is known as the No. 1 Saint in Zhongzhou, and his cultivation is extremely strong, and he is omniscient with Nine Dragons. ”

"How did you manage to keep this powerful saint?"

Facing Ning Yuan's inquiry, Zheng Yifan smiled and was quite proud: "Because we have noble people to help." ”

"Noble?"

Ning Yuan continued to ask, "Which noble person is it?"

Previously, the Nine Dragons Saint warned Ning Yuan that the whole sect had colluded with the alien race, and it was also the alien saint who was chasing and killing the Nine Dragons Saint who had poisoned the bone marrow.

Preliminary analysis, Ning Yuan felt that the noble person Zheng Yifan was talking about should be a certain alien faction.

"Can't tell you. ”

Zheng Yifan glanced at Ning Yuan meaningfully, and said lightly: "Brother Ning, don't you think you have too many problems?"

Ning Yuan frowned and looked at Zheng Yifan.

"Brother Ning, I am willing to give you this great opportunity, but you also need to pay. ”

"What do you want?"

"That's right, this method cultivation requires a large number of spirit stones. ”

Zheng Yifan said lightly: "Brother Ning, as long as you can send 10 million high-grade spirit stones, I will teach you the secret method." ”

"10 Million ......"

Ning Yuan groaned slightly.

This guy has a bit of a big appetite.

The opening is 10 million high-grade spirit stones, you must know that 10,000 high-grade spirit stones are enough to raise a monk in the middle and third realms.

If the monk's qualifications are sufficient, it is not difficult for a million spirit stones to cultivate a saint.

Of course, the cultivation of the monks in Kyushu is not so simple, it can be directly measured by the number of spirit stones, and in the process of cultivation, they still need the help of chances, magic methods, magic weapons, and Taoist companions.

"What, is it difficult?"

Zheng Yifan looked at Ning Yuan with a smile: "Brother Ning, whether you live or die depends on your own choice." ”

Zheng Yifan has completely settled on Ning Yuan.

Threatened by poison, and with a young saint holding him hostage, a Condensation Realm monk would not be able to turn the sky upside down.

Ning Yuan was silent.

He was still thinking about which alien forces were secretly supporting the whole sect, and where the secret methods of the whole sect came from.

"Brother Ning, do you have 10 million high-grade spirit stones!"

Zheng Yifan frowned and looked at Ning Yuan, Ning Yuan didn't speak, he was also wondering in his heart, was he looking for the wrong person, isn't this a fat sheep?

"Ten million high-grade spirit stones?"

Ning Yuan raised his head and smiled brightly: "I have it." ”

"Good. ”

Zheng Yifan nodded with satisfaction: "You go up with me, go and send someone to inform the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce to gather 10 million high-grade spirit stones and send them, in the name of congratulatory gifts, you are not allowed to leave my side during this period......"

Zheng Yifan's words were not finished yet.

Ning Yuan suddenly spoke.

"I haven't promised to give you these 10 million spirit stones yet, have I?"

"Huh?"

Zheng Yifan frowned, swept away the previous kindness, and revealed a trace of viciousness and murderous intent in his eyes: "Brother Ning, it's not good for you to kill yourself at a young age." ”

"No matter how many spirit stones there are, they are not as good as ...... lives"

Zheng Yifan was threatening Ning Yuan, but suddenly stopped.

"Knock knock. ”

In the upward secret passage behind Ning Yuan, there was a faint sound of dense footsteps, which made Zheng Yifan stunned.

This is the most core and secret place of the whole sect, and it is in the eye of the formation array, and it is impossible for anyone to enter!

Even Zheng Yifan can only bring one person in at a time, which is the reason why he is completely confident in holding Ning Yuan hostage here.

"Knock knock. ”

The sound of dense footsteps is getting closer and closer.

"It's the one you brought!"

Zheng Yifan's face was shocked, and he reacted.

"Hey, you're not too stupid. ”

Ning Yuan, who was originally smiling, looked at Zheng Yifan in some surprise, as if he was meeting him for the first time, and looked up and down.

Ning Yuan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, a hint of admiration, and a hint of unclear relief.

It's not incorrigibly stupid.

"Damn bastard thing!"

"You've been playing dumb! You're just deliberately coming to explore the whole course!"

Zheng Yifan's face sank, he didn't know what method Ning Yuan used to bring people in, but the murderous aura and powerful spiritual power fluctuations conveyed from the passage made people tremble.

At this moment, Zheng Yifan made a right choice.

"Huh!"

Zheng Yifan stretched out his big hand forward, and the indestructible saint's aura swirled around the palm of his hand, and he quickly grabbed Ning Yuan.

He wants to hold Ning Yuan hostage and turn the tables on the Jedi.

The palm wind was fierce, and the holy power was surging, if it was an ordinary monk who had already collapsed to the ground under the oppression of the holy might, how could he resist.

"Poof!"

Zheng Yifan's aura was empty, tearing Ning Yuan's phantom, he had already changed his position and stood in the direction of the back three inches, which was worthy of dodging Zheng Yifan's claw attack.

"Smack. ”

Ning Yuan shook off the folding fan and smiled: "Your speed is slow, you can't hit me." ”

"The carving insect skill also dares to be rampant!"

Zheng Yifan was furious, the holy power around him was even stronger, the aura and qi and blood were kneaded into a dense light, his hands turned into giant eagles, and he set off a fierce divine radiance, heading towards Ning Yuan's head.

"Huh!"

Ning Yuan raised his hand, did not retreat, but advanced, and swung his fist forward!

"Boom!"

A powerful and powerful force of qi and blood burst out from Ning Yuan's chest, swirling around his body, and a powerful aura wrapped Ning Yuan's fist.

This was a violent aura, and the golden brilliance dyed the entire underground hall in a brilliant light, like the sun shattering, dazzling to the extreme.

"Bang!!"

The two palms and punches smashed together.

The wave of aura rolled in, and Ning Yuan's physical body, who was fighting with all his might, was comparable to a mountain, and the aura and qi and blood power of the 10,000 heavy condensation body realm were fully stimulated, and the power was terrifying, and it repelled Zheng Yifan's palms in an instant.

"Boom!"

Ning Yuan's golden fist tore through the holy power, smashing violently into Zheng Yifan's chest, spurting out a mouthful of golden holy blood from him.

"Wow!"

Zheng Yifan took a few steps back, his cloak was scattered, his chest collapsed, he spat out golden holy blood, and looked at Ning Yuan with a shocked face.

"You're not a condensation realm!"

"You've hidden your strength!"

"Your physical strength is at least saint-level!"

Zheng Yifan's voice was poignant, with a sense of humiliation after being deceived.

He was a saint, but he was plotted.

In just one night, he was first slapped by Feng Qianyu, and now he was knocked down in the chest by Ning Yuan's punch.

It was originally a day of all the scenery, but he was suppressed one after another.

It's a shame!

"I'm really condensed. ”

Ning Yuan withdrew his fist and sighed in satisfaction: "Sure enough, I still have to find a saint to practice my hands, so that I can know my current approximate strength level." ”

"You're a quick saint, but you're barely enough. ”

Ning Yuan put away the folding fan, spread out his hands, rubbed his arms, and clenched his hands into fists, shining with golden light.

"Come on, fight again!"

Ning Yuan's face was full of anticipation.

"You!"

Zheng Yifan was so angry that he vomited blood, this damn guy used him as a sandbag for practice.