At the same time, looking at Ning Chen and Erhong, one before and one behind, they are still dancing with their teeth and claws, chasing and killing frantically all the way, and Erhong in the back also has five or six storage bags hanging on his body, which can be said to have gained a lot.

After chasing a stick of incense, Ning Chen, who was holding a big wooden stick, saw that nearly a thousand Shangqingguan disciples in the distance had already chased after him, and the magic weapons and magic weapons in his hands were overflowing.

Although the cultivation of these monks of Shangqing Guan is not as high as Ye Hao and others, they can't stand it much.

"Flash!" Ning Chen reacted quickly, yelled, without saying a word, turned around directly, picked up Erhong's legs and ran.

The Shangqing Guan disciple who had been smashed into a big bag by Ning Chen's big wooden stick before finally joined the large army, turned around suddenly, and just wanted to use the numerical advantage to fight Ning Chen to the death, but found that Ning Chen had escaped 108,000 miles with Erhong.

Seeing this scene, these Shangqingguan disciples who had been beaten by Ning Chen's fat only felt a tightness in their chests, trembling with anger, and even more itching with hatred, and their eyes were about to erupt with fire.

"Chase me, I can't let them go if I say anything today, kill!" one of the Shangqingguan disciples roared.

After a while, he looked at the Qingguan disciple again, rushed up, and frantically chased after Ning Chen.

However, most of these Shangqing Guan disciples are at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Condensation, and they can't use the sword, they can only use the Wind Walking Technique, how can they be the same as Ning Chen in terms of speed?

Ning Chen, who escaped all the way, was no longer so angry at this time, and after a little rough estimate, he picked up more than 20 Shangqingguan disciples, and the 100,000 principal lost before was almost considered a return to the principal, and now it is a difference in interest.

In the face of pursuit, Ning Chen and Erhong's strategy is also very clear, they will run when they encounter a large army, and if they encounter a single person, they will kill them, and the white fat man is responsible for picking up magic weapons and forcing them to write IOUs.

As the sun set, in the foothold of Qingguan in Xihong City, Tai Shiju was already full of iron, looking at his beloved disciple Teng Yu, lying in a mouthful of medical ding, ** sound again and again, looking weak and abnormal, his buttocks were even more swollen, and there was a hemostatic charm sealed on it.

"What's the situation?" Tai Shiju stood beside the doctor with his hands behind his back, and asked the doctor next to him in a deep voice, his heart was extremely annoyed, he wanted to use a thousand Shangqing Guan monks to quickly fight and kill the second aunt to death, but he didn't expect that the second aunt would escape, and let the beloved disciple receive such a serious injury.

"Although this blow is not fatal, but the attack is too yin, straight into the anus, and the thing that hurts people is a blood-condensed steel arrow, this thing is extremely venomous, even if the old man uses all his strength to heal it, I am afraid that it will fall to the root of the disease......" said the gray-haired Shangqingguan physician, who hesitated a little at this point.

"The root of the disease, what is the root of the disease?" Tai Shiju glanced at the doctor and said coldly.

"That's it...... The wound bleeds every month for about five days. The doctor hesitated for a moment before he stiffened.

"What?!" Fuji Yu, who was originally constantly **, suddenly grew big in his eyes, and his expression was already distorted, and then he shouted desperately, and said sadly: "Bleeding every month......? I'm a man, no, I don't want that, no!"

Tai Shiju on the side was even more angry and trembling, if he was just disgusted with Ning Chen before, then now he hates him to the bone, although Fuji Yu has average talent, but he has followed him for more than ten years, and he has long regarded him as a son, and that Ning Chen has made Fuji Yu become like this.

"The old man has tried his best, but fortunately, the old man has just made a few bloodsucking talismans, once the wound bleeds, you can put it on it, so that the blood will not leak out, and then take some blood-replenishing pills on weekdays, except for a few days a month, it is no different from a normal person. The doctor comforted him with kind words, and then little by little took out a few white talismans from the storage bag and placed them in front of Fuji Yu.

Looking at the vine feather crawling in the medical ding, tears have already flowed out, and he is trembling.

As for Tai Shiju, his face has changed from iron blue to black and purple: "Ning Chen, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will cut you with a thousand knives in Shangqingguan, I don't believe it, you can still escape if you dispatch a thousand monks!"

However, just when Tai Shiju was ruthless, outside the medical workshop, a series of voices of crying fathers and shouting mothers came, and then Tai Shiju watched as one after another disciples of Shangqingguan were carried in, some with big bags, like Zhang Yi, and some were covered with blood-colored palm prints.

There are more than 100 Shangqing Guan disciples, each of whom has been cleaned up, and one by one is like a chicken that has lost its hair.

"What the hell is going on?" Seeing that there were more than a hundred Shangqingguan disciples in the medical workshop at once, Tai Shiju was instantly stunned and asked.

"Tell the Great Elder, that Ning Chen is extremely cunning, while escaping all the way, once he finds that a disciple is alone, he will be killed by him, and then loot our magic weapon, even clothes and shoes are not spared, and force us to write an IOU, saying that Shangqingguan owes him 360 million spirit stones. Ye Hao, who was lying on the stretcher, cried, and there were tears in his eyes.

He has worked hard to accumulate more than ten years of magic weapons and spirit stones, and there are no left, how can he not be sad, how can he not be sad?

When Tai Shiju heard such words, he almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood on the spot, and his eyes were dazzled with anger, not to mention how big the loss was by more than a hundred Shangqingguan disciples who were ransacked by Ning Chen, if this kind of thing spread, Shangqingguan would be regarded as a lost home.

More than 1,000 Shangqingguan disciples chased and killed the second aunt, but they didn't hurt a single hair, but they were killed more than 100 disciples, which would definitely become a big laughing stock in Lingqiu Country and even Beihai Kingdom.

Looking at more than a hundred dehaired chickens filling the medical workshop, Tai Shiju only felt that his eyes were black, and he almost fainted.

"Now I don't want to say anything, hurry, hurry, summon Wei Shun, and send another five hundred Shangqingguan disciples to chase and kill Ning Chen, don't see anyone, just see the corpse! Kill him, kill him for me!" Tai Shiju was so angry that his voice changed, and he jumped to his feet and scolded.

And that Wei Shun already has the cultivation of the twelfth layer of condensation, but he has not built a foundation for a long time, although his talent is ordinary, but with the cultivation of the twelfth layer of condensation, his strength can be called the top in the condensation period.

Originally, Tai Shi Ju transferred him from the Shangqing Guan with the intention of letting him fight against the Heavenly Pride in the outer regions, but now he can't take care of so much, and now Tai Shi Ju just wants to kill Ning Chen.

It's night, and the sky is full of stars.

Ning Chen, who had escaped for a whole day, had already taken Erhong and the white fat man into the Black Rock Canyon in the outer region of the Yinbei Ruins, and now this place has been cleaned up by the monks of the Lingqiu Country, and there are very few fierce beasts inside.

At this moment, Ning Chen, Erhong, and Bai Fat were sitting in a dark rock crevice, looking at the storage bags in front of them with little stars in their eyes, more than a hundred.

Erhong didn't care about it, holding the storage bag to kiss left and touch it right, looking like he couldn't put it down, and in his eyes, he exuded a brilliance like a spirit stone: "Haha, now we are developed." ”

After a rough calculation, there must be at least 150,000 spirit stones in these more than 100 storage bags, that is to say, the Tongye Dojo was destroyed, and Ning Chen not only did not lose money, but earned tens of thousands of more spirit stones.

However, Ning Chen didn't think so, and pulled his calculations for a while before saying, "In this way, Shangqingguan still owes me 359.85 million spirit stones." ”

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