Tang Wu's face was displeased, but he seemed to be quite jealous of the owner of this voice. He stood ten zhang away from the Ping'an Inn, looking at Duan Ling and Xiaopan who had submerged in the Ping'an Inn with cold eyes.

Duan Ling and Xiaopan, who had already entered the inn, were truly relieved in their hearts after seeing Tang Wu's figure stop and not force their way into the inn to kill them again. It's just that before they could completely relax, Tang Wu outside the inn began to scold angrily.

"You two little bastards, kill my Tang Wu's younger brother, I'll stay here to see how long you can hide. Tang Wu gritted his teeth and found an open place not far from the inn and sat down.

And the monks who had been watching this matter finally knew the reason why Duan Ling and Xiaopan were hunted down by the powerhouses of the Wonderland at this time. Some gave them a thumbs up, while many more looked at them sympathetically.

Killed the younger brother of the Immortal Realm powerhouse, and Tang Wu had already made up his mind to consume them. Just like Tang Wu's self-confidence, everyone knows that the price of the Ping An Inn is amazingly expensive, even if Duan Ling has a spirit stone vein, I am afraid that he will not be able to avoid it for long, as long as they come out, it is still just a dead end.

Duan Ling was helpless, now he had no better way, and he could only take one step at a time. Fortunately, there were still more than 50 million spirit stones left in his storage bag, Duan Ling guessed that such a huge amount of spirit stones, how could he say that he might be able to live with Xiao Pan for a few years, right? As long as one of the two of them and Xiao Pan was promoted to the Immortal Realm within a few years, they would have a chance to turn the tables.

However, when they actually pay for it, they know what the real price is amazing. Everyone must have at least one room, and the price of each room is one million spirit stones a day. In other words, the more than 50 million spirit stones on Duan Ling's body were only enough for them to live in the Ping'an Inn for a month.

For such a price, Duan Ling was not only surprised, but also reluctantly accepted. He paid 20 million spirit stones at one time, anyway, they had nowhere to go at the moment, and after receiving the number of the room, the two of them walked upstairs.

"Big brother, what should we do, your spirit stone is only enough for us to live for a month, and after a month, we still have to face that bastard. I've never valued spirit stones, and if I knew that there would be such a day, I would have to carry a billion and eight billion on my body no matter how I say it. Xiaopan said with annoyance.

When he said such a thing, it was not without purpose, Xiaopan was the king of Wanzhang Mountain, and the billion-eighty-billion spirit stones were indeed nothing to him, but he had never valued the spirit stones, but he never brought anything outside his body.

"Don't worry, at least we have a month left, and in this month, we will always figure out a way to improve our strength to the strongest. Duan Ling patted him on the shoulder, and then said to him: "Let's rest first, both of us were seriously injured on Tang Wu's hands, first recover the injury, and then slowly think of other ways." ”

After separating from Xiaopan, Duan Ling came to his own room. Its interior furnishings are extremely simple, almost no different from ordinary inns, it is difficult to reminisce that such a simple room actually costs a high price of one million spirit stones every day.

Duan Ling let out a long sigh and sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes slowly closed, and he mobilized the vitality of the Heavenly Wood on the back of his right hand to recover the injuries on his body. Nourished by the strong vitality, it only took Duan Ling a few hours to fully recover from the injuries on his body.

"In front of the fairyland, even if I join forces with Xiaopan, I will only be crushed. After recovering from his injuries, Duan Ling slowly opened his eyes and muttered.

Thinking of the scenes of fighting with Tang Wu, Duan Ling shook his head helplessly, they basically didn't cause any injuries to Tang Wu, but kept hurting him in his hands. Fortunately, he caused him some trouble at a critical moment, otherwise even if the two escaped to the Ping An Inn, the injuries would definitely be more serious.

"No matter how fast our cultivation speed is, we won't be able to break through to the Immortal Realm within a month. ”

"By the way, how did I forget, this may be a way for me to break this crisis, I just hope that it really has the power of its name. ”

Duan Ling gently patted the storage bag on his waist, and the black iron block he had purchased from the secret house appeared in his hand. This is the only hope he can think of at the moment to break the game, the supernatural power - the Zhenxian Seal.

Duan Ling gripped the black iron block tightly with anticipation, his spiritual sense was instantly covered on the iron, and all the cultivation secrets of the Zhen Immortal Seal poured into his mind, until these characters evolved into pictures in his mind......

Duan Ling closed his eyes tightly, memorized all these pictures in his mind, and continued to condense his magical powers according to the method recorded on the black iron. Duan Ling copied it in his mind over and over again, but failed again and again. However, he was not discouraged, but was so excited that he just wanted to laugh out loud.

The Zhen Immortal Seal is indeed a powerful magical technique, and Duan Ling has already had a glimpse of its extraordinaryness in his continuous practice and copying, and has also indirectly felt its power. He believed that if a monk with the same cultivation as himself used the Immortal Seal Divine Power on him, he would definitely die under this magical power.

Whether it was his cultivation or his physical body, he had far surpassed many cultivators in the same realm, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that Duan Ling was standing in the first few of the same realm. But even so, he still didn't have the slightest confidence that he could survive the divine power of the Zhenxian Seal, which was enough to show what a powerful magical power this was.

In Duan Ling's continuous evolution and copying, they had been in the Ping'an Inn for ten days. In the past ten days, Xiaopan has not gone to Duan Ling. Tang Wu had been guarding outside, and whenever he thought of this, he tried his best to use various methods to improve his strength, even the many genius treasures obtained in the dragon hidden secret room were all absorbed and refined by the small disk.

As a king beast cat spirit tiger, the improvement of his cultivation almost depends on the awakening of his own inheritance, and these ten days are probably the hardest ten days in his life for Xiao Pan, who has never had to practice.

It wasn't until the waiter of the Ping'an Inn came to collect the spirit stones from them that Xiao Pan interrupted his practice. He knocked on Duan Ling's door, but received no response. He had to push open Duan Ling's door, and at a glance he saw Duan Ling sitting cross-legged on the bed.

It's just that Duan Ling at this moment, his whole body exudes an extremely domineering aura, and this kind of aura is even deeper than Tang Wu outside the inn under Xiaopan's feelings.

"Big brother, our time is up. Under the urging of the inn attendant, Xiao Pan had to whisper to Duan Ling.

Duan Ling opened his eyes, there was a powerful streamer flickering in his eyes, and the moment he looked at Xiao Pan, Xiao Pan couldn't help but shudder.

"Extend it for another ten days, and in another ten days we will be able to break the game. Duan Ling restrained the domineering aura in his eyes and handed the storage bag containing the spirit stones to Xiao Pan.