The city rules of Xiliang City were that they were not allowed to attack other people's residences at will, but he had already learned that the original people living here were only a few female cultivators from the Little Fire Cloud Sect. Although one of them had just arrived at the early stage of Jindan, he was beaten unconscious by the demon cultivator, and in the early stage of foundation building, there was also an ant that only had a qi refining period and could be crushed to death by stretching out his fingers. As long as he kills people blatantly and worships the door with tougher means, no one in Xiliang City dares to stand up for them.

"Someone is trying. Hearing the loud noise from the ban in the courtyard, Wang Jing was not surprised, and hurriedly left the room excitedly, and saw the second daughter of Hongxing coming out of the room in a panic and running towards him.

"Senior Sister Hongxing, Senior Sister Ruohui, don't panic, you just stay here and see how I catch the old thief who comes to the door to make trouble. Wang Jing gave the second daughter a reassuring look, and woke up the senior sister Liu Yan in cultivation with a transmission note, so that she opened the courtyard ban in a hurry.

This courtyard prohibition is just an ordinary defensive array in Xiliang City, if the golden lion attacks with all his strength, it can be broken in three or five strokes, but he only attacks once, and shouted outside: "Wang Jing of the Huoyun Sect, I know that I live here, don't expect a few girls to protect you, obediently hand over your storage bag, my golden lion will definitely spare you to die." ”

Just when he was shouting, the courtyard suddenly opened a doorway three feet wide and one zhang high, and Wang Jing and the second daughter looked at him with a smile in the middle of the courtyard.

"I'm not ashamed, you failed to kill people and grab treasures, and you even chased them to someone else's house, you are brave enough to be fat, and you are not afraid that the law enforcers of Xiliang City will cut your tongue. Wang Jing hugged Hongxing's soft waist, grinned at the corners of his mouth, and scolded disdainfully.

When the golden lion heard Wang Jing's words, he was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, some things can only be done but not said, just like sneaking around and robbing low-level monks, if the monks of the whole Xiliang City know, where will his old face be placed. When he saw the two peerless beauties beside Wang Jing, his heart burned with lust, and he had long regarded Wang Jing as a dead man.

However, in order to prevent people outside from witnessing his bullying, when he walked into the courtyard, he deliberately placed a soundproof ban at the door, so that no one dared to break in casually when he was doing anything inside.

"Hehe, boy, you just hand over the storage bag now, kneel on the ground and shout to grandpa to spare your life, and this ancestor will not be merciful. The golden lion stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and laughed arrogantly and triumphantly. Unleashed the coercion of the Jin Dan period, and walked towards Wang Jing step by step, he wanted the other party to kneel and beg for mercy under his coercion, and then humiliated, tortured to death, and finally drained his soul and refined his soul, so that he could never turn over. This is the price to be paid for offending his Golden Retriever Lion Ancestor, and his Golden Retriever Ancestor is not something that any low-level disciple dares to confront him.

"Don't be ashamed, this young master will be as you wish, and he will drain your soul and refine your soul. Seeing that the golden retriever lion had already entered the formation, he let go of the big hand holding the waist of the red apricot, and gently slapped her frightened body twice, injecting a spiritual thought, isolating the golden lion's golden pill coercion.

Then he took out a black array flag of size and waved it casually in the air a few times, and the Nine Turns Qiankun Array was fully stimulated. The courtyard and the figures in front of the golden lion were gone, and he was now in a black, auraless confined space, with stinking sludge everywhere under his feet, and the sludge was surging, quickly submerging his knees, and still surging upwards.

Above his head were sharp spikes hanging upside down, and drops of black and smelly liquid hung from the spikes, which kept dripping on his body, buzzing mosquitoes and pig-like mice, seeing him break into the territory, surrounded him one after another, and opened their mouths to bite.

"Hmph, I just want to confuse the old man, seeing that this ancestor breaks your formation, he will definitely let you enjoy all the torture before you die. ”

Although the golden lion began to be taken aback by this sudden change, under the fluctuation of the fire dragon technique, the black liquid on his body disappeared one after another, thinking that this was just an illusion, how powerful could the formation temporarily arranged by a monk in the foundation building period be? He cursed viciously while using the golden dragon slaying knife, only to see that where the sword light of a zhang size waved, mosquitoes and rats disappeared in large pieces.

However, not long after the venom, mosquitoes, and rats disappeared, as soon as the golden lion's mana attack stopped, they came out again and continued to bite him. Although these things are transformed by the Nine Turns of the Qiankun Array, they also have the crazy life characteristics of animals, which are flexible and changeable, and they are not afraid of death. A moment later, the golden lion was in rags, his head was swollen, and his feet were bleeding pus, and he was miserable, just like the swaggering image he had just entered the door.

Wang Jing controlled the Nine Turns Qiankun Formation for the first time, and he was not very familiar with the formation control, although he temporarily trapped the Golden Retriever Lion, but under his brutal attack, the spirit stones that maintained the formation were consumed like flowing water, which made him feel painful.

At this time, the senior sister Liu Yan had already left the secret room of cultivation, standing next to Wang Jing prettyly, observing the spell performance of the golden lion together, and admiring his fighting methods in her heart. If you fight him head-on, you can barely support three hundred rounds at most, and then you will either be killed or seriously injured and escape.

"That yellow miscellaneous hair is really powerful, seeing that the formation was beaten to the east and west, I was really worried that he would break through the formation and trap it, so we would all suffer. Hongxing stood at the door of the room, hugging Ruohui tightly, the formation was controlled by Wang Jing, and every move of the golden lion inside was projected in front of their eyes, which frightened the two girls and turned white.

Although that old miscellaneous hair is powerful, it will definitely not be able to break through for a while. However, because it was the first time to arrange the formation, the mana flow of some nodes in the formation was not very smooth, and the consumption of spirit stones had increased several times, Wang Jing was worried that this old miscellaneous hair had not been consumed, but the ninety-nine eighty-one medium-grade spirit stones had been exhausted, which was his savings for many years, and a large amount of wealth that ordinary monks in the foundation building period could not see in their lifetime.

"Senior sister has been observing for so long, and she has a lot of understanding of the methods of this old miscellaneous hair, hurry up and think of a way, end the battle as soon as possible, I can save some spirit stones, maybe I will use it again tomorrow to deal with the more powerful mid-stage cultivators." ”

A golden lion in the early stage of Jindan is so difficult, Wang Jing thought of the white bone master in the middle of Jindan, and his heart was cold, and he hurriedly urged Liu Yan to hurry up.

Liu Yanqiao's face turned red, she glanced at Wang Jing, and she didn't say much, and reluctantly took out her weapon, but it was a set of spiritual weapons and eight flying needles. Although this set of flying needle spirit weapons is of good quality, it can be used in front of the monks in the foundation building period, but after all, it is a spirit weapon, not a magic weapon, and it is rare to deal with the Jindan monks.