This guy's weakness is his

Qian Xing no longer marveled at the appearance of this kind of person monk like a hillbilly who had just come from the earth, but quickly judged in his heart where this guy's biggest weakness was.

There are too many similarities between the jīng god scan of Qian Xing by this kind of monk and the jīng god scan coming out of the cold white house in the Bulato tunnel.

Equally cold and cruel, equally bloodthirsty.

This guy has an iron-green half-body armor that covers most of his thighs.

The upper body is human-like, with bulging muscles, and is three points stronger than Schwarzenegger's, but it has only three fingers, and the fingers are covered with jet-black, sharp nails. This guy doesn't have a nose, and his lips are like a crab's mouth, divided into several petals. The ears are the same as those of a chicken, only ear holes, and the upper part of the face is like a sheep's horn mask sold in a tourist destination, a bulging shell, on which there are four black eyes, and from the root of the shell combined with the top of the head, a row of octopus's tentacle-like flesh crowns are draped backwards, moving like a small octopus, lying on the top of the head.

This guy is so muscular, he must be extremely agile and good at jumping, and it is precisely because of the requirement to quickly contract the leg muscles, the position of half of the thigh, and all the calves, is not covered with armor.

Therefore, when this guy is attacking with agility, it is most effective to injure his calves and leg joints like lightning.

The gazes of the two slashed together in the air like blades, this ugly humanoid monk, his head was shaking, obviously, representing the long-range confrontation of Jīng's divine power, this ugly humanoid monk was not Qian Xing's opponent.

"Snort!" Qian Xing sneered disdainfully. The appearance is scary, but in fact, the outside is strong and the middle is dry, so there is nothing to worry about.

Qian Xing easily walked into the green gate marked with the North Tower. Only the ugly humanoid monk with an annoyed face remained. Hateful and helpless. Staring at his back.

Walk through the green sè land gate. Inside is a non-earthy space. Only about twenty square meters.

A red sè glow. shines in front of Qian Xing.

Qian Xing will have a small sign with the house number written on it. I handed it to the red sè in the light. There are three square meters of rehmannia sè light in a circle. Roundly. Thickly. It's like a big futon. The ground poured out from under Qian Xing's feet. Holding on to Qian Xing. Rise in the air.

The journey was extremely smooth. It didn't take long to reach the seventh floor.

Money luckily room. On the seventh floor, room fifteen.

From the first to the seventh floor, a small door automatically opens on the wall. As soon as he stepped out, he saw six red-armored soldiers, sitting opposite each other, staring at each other.

"New here. Stay honest here, you are not allowed to fight in the building, if your hands are itchy, go to the rooftop to settle your grievances!"

It turned out that these six red-armored soldiers were not here to serve guests. After all, the people who can stay in this Xianmu Pavilion are monks from all sides and even all planes, and monitoring them is not allowed to do anything in the building, which is the purpose of the soldiers.

Qian Xing remembered the three huge mushroom-shaped umbrella-shaped buildings he saw from afar.

It turns out that in addition to making people relax, there is also this purpose.

Use the jade plaque to open room fifteen. Although it is said that this house falls into the range of "simple". However, there is still a bed made of green wood. As well as a desk, a few chairs, and a bathroom with a dúlì, the dúlì is elegantly decorated, and compared to the three-star hotels on the planet, it is a little stronger.

The monks, there is nothing to salute, and after sleeping on the bed that he hasn't slept in for a long time, Qian Xing stood on the yellow futon and walked towards the roof of the building, to see the scenery of the whole city of Shenmu City, and by the way, it would be good to inquire about the news.

There are a lot of smooth green wood reclining chairs on the platform, and Qian Xing, who has just been lying on the green wood bed for a while, finds that lying on this green wood is cool and comfortable, as if it plays a relaxing role in the mind and body.

Immediately, I walked all the way to find the remaining deck chairs.

On the rooftop, there are many monks of various shapes and shapes, and it is not easy to find a vacant green sè recliner, find a place with few people to put it up, lean up, lie down, and marvel in my heart, look at Shenmu City, this kind of green wood recliner, if it is placed in Bailu City, it can be regarded as a kind of cultivation treasure on the ground that helps to calm the mind, and if it is placed on the earth, it will be crazy to be pursued by those who practice it.

After all, there is a lack of spiritual energy on the earth, and there is a greater need for magic objects that can calm the mind and improve the efficiency of cultivation, but here, they are treated like garbage and placed casually.

As soon as he thought of the word earth in his heart, a figure came from a distance, and a surprised greeting sounded: "Old Qian, you are here too!"

As soon as Lao Qian turned around, the long face and hooked nose that he hadn't seen for a long time appeared in front of his eyes again.

"Oh-Zhu Yi, you came really early, two years in advance, you should have got your hands. ”

Qian Xing smiled disdainfully and coldly, it turned out to be you little bastards, who secretly did not leave a single message two years ago, lest they know that they came to this Shenmu City like they set off together, but I didn't expect that after two years, they were still staying in this Xianmu Pavilion.

Looking at Zhu Yi's hypocritical and embarrassing smile, this Qingyangmu should not have gotten it yet, with their virtue, if Qingyangmu had gotten it, he would have delivered the task to the Colosseum and exchanged it for rewards.

"Hehe, let's spread the sound and speak, old Qian, there is a fairy teahouse below, let's go, go have a drink, I'll have a treat!"

Zhu Yi smiled awkwardly, Qian Xing's mountain-like and remote temperament, not salty or light, with a contemptuous answer, made Zhu Yi come to his own conclusion: Qian Xing, this kid, has really succeeded in building a foundation, and his cultivation is very high, and he has reached a realm that he can't see through.

"Hmph, you have a treat, no need, I'm old money, and now I am poor and only have money left, where do I dare to bother you to spend money." ”

Lao Qian's answer is even more non-yang, Zhu Yi and Fang Zhengzhi, the last time they made an appointment to cooperate in the Xundan trial, and they didn't even send a message, this time they went to Shenmu Palace, and they secretly ran ahead, and they didn't even leave a message, you know, they sealed the message in the jade rune, left it in their respective strongholds in Bailu City, and waited for them to find the door and then handed it over to themselves, which is a very convenient thing, it can be said to be a gesture.