Qin Ziyang's eyes moved slightly, in the cultivation realm, except for those female monks with qualifications against the sky, the other female monks were not very good because of the limitations of their natural physical conditions. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In casual practice, female monks are even rarer. Either he was taken in as a forbidden body by powerful monks, or he was forcibly captured by other monks of the opposite sex and used as a double cultivation furnace. Very few female monks can survive alone in the cultivation realm of the jungle.

At this time, the female monk standing in front of Qin Ziyang had a good strength, about the middle stage of Qi cultivation. looks good, white skin and beautiful, especially the pair of big white legs that are exposed, and the white flowers are eye-catching.

"Little brother, can you let my sister, it's really not easy for my sister, I've walked a long way to get here!" Wang Xuan'er's eyes fluttered, her body was actually soft, and her whole body seemed to be swinging towards Qin Ziyang with the wind.

"Hmph! The old lady is so lucky, I didn't expect to run into a waste of the third layer of Qi training. This inner gate of the Qingyang Sect is in the bag of the old lady!"

Wang Xuan'er excitedly thought that in her eyes, this little third-layer Qi cultivation cultivator who was facing her had been fascinated by his charm, and her eyes were actually looking at her stupidly, and she had no intention of making a move at all.

"This stupid boy is so uncharming, could it be that the second ancestor of which family relied on the favor of his elders to grab the qualification of the inner gate of this Qingyang Sect? It seems that it is really a cheap old lady!"

Wang Xuan'er's entire body was almost half leaning on Qin Ziyang's body at this time, her right hand wrapped around her neck, but her left hand kept sliding on Qin Ziyang's chest.

"It's better to do it lightly, as long as you knock this kid unconscious, the old lady can't offend a Xiuzhen family, if the elders of this kid's family come to the door, I won't be good ......"

However, before Wang Xuan'er could adjust the angle of her shot, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, and then the whole person was thrown to the ground like a kite with a string in tow.

"Ugh!"

Before she could react, a black foot in her eyes grew bigger and bigger, and it kicked firmly in her heart.

Finally, the heart was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood could not help but be spurted out.

"Damn, how could this kid get rid of my charm, it couldn't be ......"

Wang Xuan'er roared angrily in her heart, her hands pinching her hands to keep the spiritual power flowing in her body.

However, a figure following closely behind interrupted her sweet dream.

Qin Ziyang first slammed his fist into the defenseless Wang Xuan'er dantian, interrupting the flow of spiritual power in his body, and then kicked him to the edge of the formation.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, and Qin Ziyang, who has survived in the cultivation realm for nearly five hundred years, certainly understands this truth. Although this Wang Xuan'er was beaten by her own punch and kick, she still has the ability to fight back.

Without hesitation, Qin Ziyang stepped forward, and a dragon crutch more than one person tall appeared in his hand, which was the middle-level magic weapon in Wang Zifeng's hand!

Spiritual power was injected, and the soul of a late-stage first-order flame snake suddenly burst out of the dragon crutch and pounced on Wang Xuan'er, who was still struggling on the ground.

"Admit defeat! I admit defeat!" Wang Xuan'er shouted out of the formation while embarrassingly dodging the attack of the flame snake soul.

The two Qingyang Sect disciples who were guarding outside the formation saw this situation and immediately pinched the trick to control the formation. Two large hands composed entirely of spiritual power suddenly formed in the formation, one blocking the raging flame snake, and the other protecting Wang Xuan'er and pulling it out of the formation.

Stopped by the spiritual power of the formation, Qin Ziyang's heart moved slightly, suppressed the urge to kill this person, and retracted the flame snake from the dragon crutch.

Wang Xuan'er hurriedly took out a Huiling Pill from the storage bag outside the formation and swallowed it, glared at the expressionless Qin Ziyang fiercely with beautiful eyes, and disappeared into the crowd.

"Wow, that's a high-level magic weapon, it can actually seal the soul of a fiery snake. A sanxiu asked.

"No, it's not a high-level magic weapon, it should be a mid-level magic weapon. Otherwise, the soul power of this flame snake would not be so weak, it seems that this person's magic weapon should be made of low-grade hundred-year-old locust wood, which can restrain the demon beast yin soul. ”

"What Daoyou said is, but why do I always feel that the crutches in this person's hand are very similar. Seemingly...... It's a loose cultivator in Wulong Mountain. ”

"Hey, it's really familiar, could it be that this person actually killed the loose cultivator from Wulong Mountain and got his fame magic weapon?"

There was a lot of discussion outside the formation, and many people retreated. However, a mere mid-level magic weapon was still to repel these people's determination to pinch soft persimmons, and many people ran towards the entrance of the formation.

Soon, a fat man with a round face squeezed away the loose cultivation that was competing with him for a position with his "Wei'an" body, and successfully entered the formation.

"This fellow Daoist is cultivating in Lower Ziyang Lake......

"Whew!"

Before the fat man could finish speaking, waves of heat rushed towards him, and the entire formation seemed to turn into a furnace in an instant.

"Damn, Daoyou's subordinates are merciful!" The fat man shouted, and a black and red storage bag appeared in his hand as soon as he flipped his hand, and slammed it to the ground.

"Quack!"

With an ugly chirp, a blue-brown frog more than half a person tall suddenly appeared in front of the fat man, and his eyes the size of a light bulb stared at Qin Ziyang.

"It's actually a first-order intermediate demon beast poison dart frog!" There were bursts of exclamations from outside the formation, and many people looked at the brown frog the size of a calf at the fat man's feet with envy.

The frog was blue and brown, and dozens of disgusting sarcomas the size of a child's fist protruded from its back, many of which were constantly flowing dark yellow pus.

"Everyone be careful, this poison arrow frog not only has several low-level water spells, but the sarcoma on its back can shoot poisonous arrows, and the whole body will be paralyzed within ten breaths after being hit by the poisoned arrow!"

Qin Ziyang looked at the blue-brown frog with no waves in his eyes. Although this poison dart frog is only a first-order intermediate demon beast, it is very difficult, and it usually inhabits swamps full of poisonous mist, and it is still above many first-order high-level demon beasts.

But now they were in a high mountain, and there was not a trace of water around them!

Qin Ziyang felt the spiritual power in his body, and his brows couldn't help frowning. The cultivation of the third layer of Qi cultivation could only urge the dragon crutch for less than a quarter of an hour. A Hui Ling Pill was stuffed into his mouth, and it immediately turned into a warm current and rushed into his dantian.

Sending spiritual power into the dragon crutch again, the soul of the flame snake became more and more obvious, and three walls of fire more than three meters high suddenly appeared on the ground, rushing towards the fat man and the poisoned arrow frog.

"Hey, carving insect skills!" the fat man laughed wickedly, and actually threw out large tanks more than half a person high from the storage bag, and each large tank was full of water.

"Quack!" The poison dart frog shouted excitedly, and the water in the two large tanks exploded violently with the scream of the poison dart frog, one forming a shield around it, and the other turned into a water snake, entangled in the fire snake in mid-air.

Seeing this, a look of appreciation appeared in Qin Ziyang's eyes, this fat man was so clever, and used artificial methods to solve the shortcomings of the poison dart frog that could not use water spells on land.

Otherwise, how to say it, casual cultivation for the sake of cultivation or combat power, it is really to do everything!

This fat man, if he really grows up, his potential is not weaker than those elites who have been vigorously cultivated by the family.

But, you've met me!

Qin Ziyang's eyes suddenly flashed a fine light, and as his hands continued to shake, the poisonous arrow frog that was more than ten meters away suddenly screamed, and several sarcomas on his back actually broke open violently, and blood mixed with poisonous pus splashed everywhere!

"Poison baby, this ...... What's going on......"

"I ...... Stop, I'm throwing in the towel!!"