"They must have found out my location in some other way, and it seems that the Underground Cave House can't hide its location anymore. Jiang Ping hesitated in his heart, and immediately made up his mind.

He took out the only half bottle of fruit wine from the storage bag, took a big sip, and then the Changhe Secret Scripture Exercise was transported, turning the fruit wine aura into his own aura, striving to refine it and restore it before the foundation monk came.

Jiang Ping secretly blamed himself for being arrogant in his heart, thinking that with a shrunken ground and a strong divine sense, he could live freely in the mortal world, but the immortal cultivation realm was too big, and a strong monk could cultivate all kinds of treasures.

In a mysterious big cave, this cave is dark and lightless.

Bluestone Gate, Xuanfeng.

......

The other party is jealous, and he is not the same. If the sneak attack is successful once, it will be difficult next time, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to use my killer weapon a second time.

The other party is a foundation building monk in the end, as long as he hits himself, he has to shed his skin if he doesn't die. He just relied on a lot of magic weapons and a lot of spirit runes, which made the other party scramble, and the ironwood needle and the white net successfully attracted the other party's attention, and he succeeded in the sneak attack.

Jiang Ping saw this person fleeing, and his heart was settled.

The monk surnamed Wang was furious, and with a move of his right hand, he summoned back the left arm that had fallen and threw it in the storage bag. Then he flew into the flying boat and flew away as if he had fled.

Jiang Ping hurriedly took out the healing elixir from the storage bag and took a handful. These were all obtained from the monks he killed, and I didn't know which one worked, so I just took them.

"Hahaha! Your strength as a foundation building monk is not good, why did you still let me, a little Qi Refining Cultivator, succeed in a sneak attack? If I sneak attack again, do you want to use your other palm to resist?"

Jiang Ping snorted and fled from the side of the monk surnamed Wang in an instant.

The monk surnamed Wang screamed in pain, and his uninjured right hand slammed forward, Rao is Jiang Ping dodged quickly, or was hit on the left shoulder by the opponent's right palm.

"Master!"

"Ahh

Jiang Ping had already prepared, and with a downward stroke, the palm of the monk surnamed Wang was cut off in half, and his left arm was cut off in its entirety.

Although he is a foundation building monk, but in the end, he is a body of blood, how can his palm block the best magic weapon. In an instant, Huang Feng pierced through the palm of the monk surnamed Wang, piercing the arm of the monk surnamed Wang.

The monk surnamed Wang was shocked, and in a hurry, he stretched out his two palms, trying to block the wind.

When the monk surnamed Wang was satisfied, when he saw Jiang Ping disappear instantly, his brows furrowed, his heart became vigilant, and his divine sense swept in all directions. Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of him, and a long sword stabbed at him.

Jiang Ping's expression was not disappointed at all, a brilliant wind appeared in his hand, and a simple version of the shrunken ground into inches was displayed under his feet, and he suddenly disappeared into the ground.

"Heavenly Silkworm Snow Silk Net!" "The monk surnamed Wang laughed, "The Heavenly Silkworm Snow Silk Net has a special exercise to urge, Tao Feng will not leave a formula, you haven't even exerted its power in thirty percent, and you still want to use it to catch the old man!"

Two ironwood needles were shot down. The big white net also failed to catch the monk surnamed Wang.

"Not good!" the monk surnamed Wang was shocked, there was a large white net waiting for him in the place where he was hiding, and he was about to break out of the encirclement with a long knife in his hand, and slashed at two ironwood needles.

Seeing this, Jiang Ping's tense god finally smiled.

The monk's face changed slightly, and he took advantage of the situation to hide to the side.

Two ironwood needles were to be pierced into the monk surnamed Wang.

The body protection spirit shield is broken!

"Smack!"

An ironwood needle pierced the body protection spirit cover, only denting the body protection spirit cover, and before the monk surnamed Wang could sneer, he saw the other two iron wood needles hit the passport fiercely.

"Da!"

He swung out a few spiritual qi to knock down the ironwood needle, but the ironwood needle was too close, and there were still three thunderous surges, he waved his hand on the side, and a body protection spirit shield appeared, and the three ironwood needles suddenly hit the body protection spirit shield fiercely.

"You actually dare to ambush the foundation building monk!" He was stunned, and immediately became angry, how could the foundation building monk be so despised by the qi refining monk, and even set up an ambush in advance, if it weren't for the strength of his divine sense, he would have been on it at this time.

The ironwood needle under the cover of divine consciousness moved quietly, and immediately startled the monk surnamed Wang.

The battle between the talisman and the firewing beast was not over yet, Jiang Ping quietly triggered the ten ironwood needles hidden in the air, he could only control three or four at the beginning, and it was not difficult to control ten at the same time.

Jiang Ping didn't have time to think about it, Zi dodged to the side, and a talisman appeared in his hand, flying towards the Firewing Beast as if he didn't want money, and one by one he was attracted by Jiang Ping, or turned into flames and burned the Firewing Beast one by one, or turned into a passport to cover the Firewing Beast in it, or turned into a text to suppress and seal the Firewing Beast......

Jiang Ping was shocked in his heart, such a powerful mass destruction technique as the Fire Thunderball could not completely kill the Fire Winged Beast, what kind of beast was this?

The monk surnamed Wang smiled, "Although the fire thunderball has the word thunder, but this thunder is not the same as the heavenly thunder, you can taste the bone-eating pain of the fire-winged beast!" Hahaha!" The monk surnamed Wang pointed a finger, and a wave of spiritual energy surged, and a cloud of black qi appeared in his hand to absorb the spiritual energy, and then turned into a small black flying beast.

The fire thunderball exploded violently, and immediately knocked down a lot of black flying beasts, falling from the air like dumplings, turning into a cloud of black gas and disappearing.

"Boom!"

Jiang Ping sneered, and the fire thunderball in his hand was instantly thrown and flew into the black beast, detonating violently.

The monk surnamed Wang didn't look at Fu Long, but tore out the blood-red cloth in his hand and turned it into a sky full of evil qi, forming small black flying beasts that attacked Jiang Ping.

"Master, this array is ......" Fu Long looked at the array disc in his hand and frowned.

"Xiao'er surnamed Jiang, you are too rampant! Do you really think that the fire and thunder technique in your hand can be a threat to my foundation building monk? Hmph, it seems that you haven't fought with the foundation building monk yet, and you don't know the power of the foundation building monk's mana!"

The monk surnamed Wang was furious, and a blood-red cloth appeared in his hand.

"Old man Wang, are you blind?" Jiang Ping sneered and raised the fire thunderball in his hand.

The monk surnamed Wang nodded: "It's good that you are Jiang Ping, and it is you who Wang killed." Let you be an understanding ghost, you killed my Tao Feng's nephew a month ago, and you will pay for his life. Tell me, did you kill yourself or let the old man do it?"

Jiang Ping saw that the other party was so arrogant, and replied casually: "I don't know how Jiang Ping provoked his predecessors, and he actually tracked Jiang Ping for a long time." ”

When the monk surnamed Wang saw the fire thunderball in Jiang Ping's hand, his eyes shrank slightly, and he asked proudly, "Are you Jiang Ping?"

Jiang Ping didn't have a good face, and stared coldly at the two monks on the flying boat.

At this time, a flat boat broke through the sky and flew in front of Jiang Ping.

The firelight in Jiang Ping's hand condensed, and thunder flashed.

Jiang Ping took out ten ironwood needles from the storage bag, and his mind controlled the divine consciousness to hide in the moonlight, and at the same time cast out a large white net and placed it somewhere in the air, where the divine sense was too much lower than Jiang Ping, it was impossible to easily find this thing.

This is also the reason why he didn't fight with the monk surnamed Leng with his life, otherwise if he was the same as Qi Liufeng, Jiang Ping would not talk more to him and kill him directly.

When Jiang Ping left the Qingshi Gate to complete the task, he was also given three life-saving things by Qingle Zhenren, and the monk surnamed Leng was honorable, and there must be a lot of treasures!

The monk surnamed Leng, the grandson of Yuan Zhenren who left just now, he was so fashionable to do that thing and could discover his divine sense, and then fled in embarrassment, it was by no means that Leng Yun's divine sense was powerful, but there was a treasure that could detect the divine sense, although he had never seen it, but he could guess and guess.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and candles lit up around the cave, illuminating the situation in the cave. In the middle, six chairs stand opposite each other, two by two.

Seven shadowfish rushed in, and six sat down on one of the six chairs.

The person sitting at the end said: "Yu Yan, you can tell the story from beginning to end." ”