After suffering like this for half an hour, Wang Jing launched two thousand lower-grade spirit stones and more than a dozen medium-grade spirit stones, and even the old man's protection was not broken. Either he was intercepted, or he dodged it, wasting thousands of spirit stones in vain, so angry that Wang Jing wanted to vomit blood.

Suddenly, a rune on the high-level cannon barrel flashed, Wang Jing's heart moved, and he pulled the circlip on a whim, and the cannon barrel finally launched an attack equivalent to that of the Yuan Infant Monk. It's a pity that the white-haired old man was agile and fled, and the missile exploded in the distance, shaking the clouds in the sky, I don't know if there was any trouble to the few Jindan mid-stage monks who tracked down.

"Hahahahaha. Wang Jing hugged the 500-pound submachine gun and laughed happily. Although a high-grade spirit stone was wasted this time, the secret of the high-grade rune was also discovered, and the cooldown time was one hour, and the cannon could be fired again in another hour. Because the high-grade spirit stone is precious, I only tried one shot last time and stopped, and I thought that it was the same as the medium-grade spirit stone, which could be continuously fired, but I didn't expect to almost miss my own life.

"What is so funny about wasting a high-grade spirit stone. Fu Wen glanced at Wang Jing and said angrily.

"The little girl knows what it means to be between gain and loss, and she must have a normal heart? After an hour, our master and servant will cooperate well. As long as you look for an opportunity to trap this old guy for two or three breaths, I guarantee that he will not come back. Wang Jing patiently told Fu Wen about his discovery, and then the two of them summed it up. How to lure the enemy deep, how to trap the enemy, how to plot, and how to mend the knife were all discussed very well.

An hour later, the speed of the spaceship slowed down, and Wang Jing stopped harassing the old man with the submachine gun. The white-haired old man pursued quickly and entered Fu Wen's attack range again. The beautiful woman seized the opportunity and cast a merciless silk net out, netting the old man who was flying quickly. The old man has experienced this kind of counterattack many times, each time it is a few breaths to destroy the wire net, and this time he also laughed at Fu Wenguang for having long breasts and not a head, this kind of trick is still being staged, it is impossible to exhaust the mountains and rivers.

The old man was chopping through the thousands of strands of wire nets sent out by Fu Wen, and he was already insensitive to Wang Jing's missile attack. Seeing that this missile was different, I was devastated. In a hurry, he wanted to sacrifice a defensive magic weapon, but found that the shield magic weapon had been damaged, and it was too late to dodge, so he had to explode the flying sword magic weapon in the direction from which the flying missile came, and at the same time retreated with a wire mesh on his body.

The magic weapon of the flying sword exploded, and the old man's consciousness was injured, and he had a splitting headache for a while. The shuttle shook, and the old man stood unsteadily, falling off the shuttle. At this time, the sea of fire turned into missiles spread rapidly, and the old man was swept in. After the sea of fire disappeared, the white-haired old man was dying, all his white hair was burned out, and he became a bald head, most of his clothes were burned, his clothes were not covered, and he kept coughing up blood in mid-air, and his breath fell to the early stage of Jindan.

Taking advantage of the old man's weakness, Fu Wen controlled the flying sword magic weapon, and as soon as it wrapped around the old man's neck, a head fell off. Then a myriad of spells covered the old man's corpse and fished him into the spaceship.

Wang Jing quickly closed the hole on the spaceship, and quickly disappeared in front of the eyes of several Jindan monks who came in a hurry. The successive falls of the two Jindan Dzogchen monks frightened these monks. These monks in the late Jindan and mid-Jindan periods were inferior to the previous two monks in terms of spells, magic weapons, and cultivation. With consideration, the speed of catching up is even slower, that is, to make a show for the people behind, not that they don't chase, but they can't catch up.

After escaping a certain distance, Wang Jing replaced the spirit stone of the spaceship with a medium-grade spirit stone to hurry, and the high-grade spirit stone is still scarce now, and can only be used as an emergency. took off the storage bag and threw the corpse into the Heavenly Demon Ring to feed the spirit pet, so that Wang Jing had the leisure to sit and count the treasures.

The Jindan Dzogchen monk is really rich, and there are even a lot of auxiliary pills for preparing to marry a baby, and there is also a ready-made baby pill. This Infant Pill alone is worth a lot of high-grade spirit stones, and it is not common in auctions, and every time it appears, many Jindan Great Perfection monks will grab their heads and break their blood, even if they have everything, they will take it into their pockets.

In addition to a flying shuttle magic weapon, two flying sword magic weapons, there are seventy or eighty high-grade rune seals, five or six millennium elixirs that refine and enhance the mana of Jindan period monks, and more than a dozen pieces of Thunder Gold, Glare Crystal, Silver Pulp, Thunder Yang Gold and other rare ores. There are also dozens of jade slips such as various exercises, pills, and biographies.

What excites Wang Jing the most is that there are more than thirty high-grade spirit stones in his hand, two or three thousand medium-grade spirit stones, if the monks behind catch up, Wang Jing doesn't mind getting another vote.

"This shuttle magic weapon is good, I'll give it to you, you have the natal magic weapon flying sword, and these two flying swords will be sold in the future." ”

Wang Jing handed the white-haired old man's shuttle magic weapon to Fu Wen, making her feel like a dream. This shuttle is the best ancient treasure, how can you sell it for a hundred thousand spirit stones, this kid will give it to himself casually, it seems that it is still a wise choice to follow him, there are so many dividends when you start, it is much easier than performing dangerous tasks.

Fu Wen put the shuttle in her hand and fiddled with it over and over again, and the thoughts in her heart were all known to Wang Jing clearly.

"These bottles of elixirs to enhance the mana of the Jindan period are all for you, and I will give you the Infant Pill Pill when the time comes. ”

"What?," Fu Wen was completely stunned.

"What's the fuss, when you cultivate to the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage, I will send you the Transformation Divine Pill. Wang Jing drew a big cake for Fu Wen, which made her faint with happiness.

Handing over a few bottles of valuable elixirs to Fu Wen, Wang Jing arranged another task for her: "I don't have time to study these jade slips one by one, if you think there are exercises and secret techniques that are suitable for you, you can practice them by yourself, and there are jade slips about the breeding of spirit beasts and spirit insects to help me pick them out." ”

After speaking, he swept all the jade slips that were cleaned up to Fu Wen, and meditated and practiced on the side. Replacing the spirit stone now does not require manual work, Wang Jing designed a similar submachine gun energy storage device, which can automatically replace the spirit stone.

"Childe, we have entered the wilderness, there are already many five or six level demon beasts below, and if we continue to go deeper, we may break into the territory of the shape-shifting demon beasts, and then we will be in trouble, so it is better to stop now and find a place to cultivate." ”

The spaceship flew at the speed of the early Jindan monk for two months, leaving Xiliang City for hundreds of thousands of miles, even if the Yuanying monk was in the vast supernatural power, the tracking treasure mirror could not judge Wang Jing's location. Just when Wang Jing closed his eyes and cultivated and continued to refine the Ancient Spirit Costume Divine Pill, he was awakened by Fu Wen's anxious voice from his meditation.