Xiang Yang still doesn't know how far he can reach his current combat power.

Speaking of the realm, he was only not at the peak in the late stage of the Jie Dan, but in the trial of the Abbot Immortal Mountain, the fifth- and sixth-level spirit beasts had also killed a lot, which was close to the masters of the early stage of the Nine Revolutions on the Shanhai Continent.

But according to Ding Shuai, the beasts in the Abbot Immortal Mountain are all in captivity, and the real combat power is a step worse than the wild ones on the Shanhai Continent, that is to say, his combat power should be in the range of the peak of the Yuan Ying before entering the ninth turn.

But if you really want to count it like this, it's a little wrong.,His battles in the trials and the last ten years of the illusion almost all of them don't borrow external forces.,Of course,Except for the weapons in hand, such as ruyi sticks and some flying magic weapons.,But there are bundles of charms and arrays in his Qiankun Ding clone.。。。

Besides, the Split Mountain Gang and the Van Gogh Wood Spirit Staff on the body are also mysterious weapons, and the Ruyi stick is now the peak of the mysterious weapon, and a few little guys have also grown to the realm of fourth-level spirit beasts except for the Ten Thousand Spirit Spiders.

The highest cultivation in the history of this Floating Jade Sect is the sixth generation of the patriarch, and that is only the peak of the ninth turn, even if there is still an old monster in the world, it will be at most the middle and late stages of the ninth turn, and at most it will not be able to beat, but it is still no problem to save his life, what is he afraid of?

The only thing to worry about is just these old people in the Golden Body Hall.,For them,,You still have to think of some safe ideas.,But if you really want to turn your face.,At most, take them all away.,Qiankun Ding's clone can hold living things.。。。

After making up his mind, Xiang Yang gently swept the wishful stick in his hand.

How can he be a good person if he can train characters like Qingtan and Cangqing? There is a preconceived impression that he looks at this Aoki Hall Master how it is not pleasing to the eye, and the smile on his face is also hypocritical, so let the Ruyi stick open the meat!

As if sensing his intentions, the young spirit of the ruyi stick formed by the origin of gold and several treasures in Ding Shuai's hand became restless, faintly transmitting a burst of excitement to him.

In the field, Zeng Qiu was silent for a while, but finally relented, deflected his body slightly, and got out of the way.

His message has been sent, but the hall master of his own precept hall has not replied, relying on him alone, no matter what, he can't withstand the existence of half a step and nine turns, not to mention that there are three Yuanying masters of Aoki Hall here, and if he continues to be stubborn, he is afraid that he will be humiliated.

"Thank you for the success of the master! Haha, in the end, he is just a reckless mortal, our Floating Jade Sect is a great sect of cultivating immortals, and it is humiliating to keep this kind of waste-like hall!"

Cang Ku smiled and gestured to him, shook the feather fan, and stepped forward.

Although he is older, his skin is extremely good, and his immortal wind and bone temperament are famous in the entire Floating Jade Sect, and he is still the dream lover of many middle-aged women.

Although Zeng Qiu is just a main matter, after all, he is also the high-level of the Discipline Hall, which can make him soft, and he is also very glorious on his face, and he has the best face in his life, this matter makes him extremely happy, and he walks a little briskly.

As soon as he passed by Zeng Qiu, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and the hairs on his body stood up in an instant, as if he was being targeted by a fierce beast.

"Who!" Cang Ku cultivated immortals for nearly a thousand years, and his reaction to the crisis had become instinctive, so he shouted, turned over and retreated, and only stopped when he was more than ten zhang away, and looked around with palpitations.

It can be seen that except for Zeng Qiu, who is looking at him blankly, the onlookers are all low-level disciples, and the sense of threat has also disappeared.

Could it be his own delusion? Or is it that the double cultivation has been too much in the past few days, and the cultivation has gone a little crazy and the nervous breakdown has failed? Cang Kuan's old face turned red and white, and finally he continued to move forward.

This time he was much more cautious, every step was extremely strong, and his powerful divine sense also probed in all directions, not even letting go of the slightest hint of wind and grass.

One step, two steps, three steps... Cang Ku cautiously moved forward, like a frightened grasshopper, and suddenly destroyed the temperament of the fairy wind bone, and many people next to him couldn't hold back their laughter, but immediately covered their mouths again.

The four great masters of the infant stage are also a little inexplicable, the killing intent just now is only directed at the withering, they don't feel it at all, they don't know what happened at all, they only see that the hall master of this hall of Aoki Hall was originally walking well, and suddenly shouted and ran back, and then walked forward sneakily, the speed was like a snail, and every step had to look around for a long time...

In broad daylight, could he have seen what the hell he had?

It's really hell, before he got close to the thunder, he jumped up again, this time it was even more exaggerated, he roared directly, and ran out dozens of feet away, and then the light shone up and down his body, and he didn't know that he put a few defensive magic weapons on himself at once, and set up a few magic barriers.

He scurried around alone, as if he was singing a one-man show, this time the onlookers who were already snickering really couldn't hold back, in a burst of noise, a few laughs were very harsh, and even Zeng Qiu showed a hint of laughter.

The three Yuanying masters of the Aoki Hall glanced at each other, dazed, and saw Cang Ku pointing at the group of disciples who came to see the excitement from a distance: "Which friend is joking with the hall master here?"

Xiang Yang used his spiritual sense to soothe the spirit of the Ruyi stick, and the little guy exuded a trace of killing intent at Cang Ku to make him nervous like this?

It seems that what Ding Shuai said is true, this Ruyi stick is definitely a half-step immortal-level treasure, but it's a pity that his cultivation is not enough, and he can't exert all its power at all, but it is still more than enough to deal with a guy like Cang Ku.

After teasing and teasing enough, Xiang Yang no longer concealed it, and with a flick of his hand, several disciples of the Floating Jade Sect in front of him involuntarily gave way.

In front of everyone's eyes, he walked to Lei Meng's side unhurriedly, and with a flick of his fingers, the dragon rope that bound him quietly slipped down, and then took out a pill and fed it, only then moved him to the side, turned around and smiled at Cang Ku.

"Friends can not be called, in the next Xiang Yang, but a small junior disciple of the Golden Body Hall, just before the Master said that our hall is a waste? I wonder if I can appreciate my face?"