"Of course it's so strong, if it's a true dragon inheritance in the ninth layer, it's just a matter ......of fate," the thief's eyebrows looked yearning.

"Even so, this inheritance can't reach your rat spirit. Someone sneered.

The rat spirit turned his head angrily, and when he saw the other party's silver moon white robe, carrying a flying sword, he looked very embarrassed, and immediately turned around, not daring to speak again.

"It's really cowardly. The man smiled and looked at Ning Caichen: "I advise you, don't be in the company of this rat spirit, he is not a good thing." ”

Ning Caichen was noncommittal, and when he saw the eyes of the nearby warriors, he didn't like it for a while. Originally coming for the elixir of the spirit herb, he didn't want to act in a high-profile manner.

"Brother Ning, you actually came here too. In the crowd, a girl in a long emerald green dress raised her eyes and looked ahead. When she saw the haunting figure, her eyes suddenly burst into an indescribable light.

Ning Caichen looked at the girl who was holding the hem of her skirt and ran quickly towards her: "Qingyu, why are you here?"

"I came with my teacher to meet the opportunity. Qingyu's little face was flushed, and her eyes were bright: "Brother Ning, what about you?"

"I heard that there is a spiritual herb here, so I came here. Ning Caichen glanced at the group of martial artists who followed her: "When did you join the Jianghu Sect?"

Qingyu suddenly became nervous: "Brother Ning doesn't like it?"

Hearing this, Ning Caichen restrained his smile slightly. Among the other party's teachers, the senior brothers who had always admired the little junior sister completely changed their faces, and their eyes were full of hostility when they looked at Ning Caichen.

"Whether I like it or not, I can't use it as the basis for your choice. Ning Caichen turned a blind eye to those fiery eyes and said seriously.

Qingyu bit her lip, a faint loss appeared in her heart, and nodded with a smile: "Since we are destined to get together, Brother Ning is willing to go with us?"

Ning Caichen wanted to refuse, but the hope and expectation in the girl's eyes were too obvious, so he had to say, "That's good......"

"Little junior sister, he will drag us down. Seeing that this person was about to agree, Qingyu's senior brothers suddenly spoke one after another.

Ning Caichen swallowed the unspoken words back into his stomach and said calmly: "Forget it, I prefer to be alone." Also, I don't like to be dragged down. ”

"Hubris. A peach-eyed senior brother said coldly: "Don't be arrogant, otherwise you will have bitter fruits in the future." ”

was said to be arrogant, Ning Caichen didn't mind being a little more arrogant. Waving his hand at Qingyu, he walked directly to the ancient tomb palace.

Qingyu looked at his back, and suddenly felt some pain in her heart, and froze in place in a daze.

Only she understood in her heart that Ning Caichen was not arrogant, but arrogant and looked down on these senior brothers who could only fight. It's just that I've been trying to catch up with your back, why do I feel like the distance between the two of us is getting farther and farther away?

In the ancient tomb palace, there are many routes in all directions, and the only thing in common is that they all lead to the deepest part of the palace, entering the second layer.

Ning Caichen chose the most remote path with the fewest martial artists, and he didn't go far just now. A fierce bird covered in blood-red feathers suddenly appeared above his head and swooped down, Sen Ran's minions carrying gusts of gloomy wind.

Ning Caichen's body did not move, and he slammed into the sky with a punch, directly beating the fierce bird into a blood mist, floating all over the ground, staining his moon-white clothes red.

This ferocious bird was like a signal of attack, and from then on, a steady stream of beasts and even monsters began to run rampant, frantically attacking the enemies who invaded their territory.

Ning Caichen did not use a treasure bow and arrows, let alone a human emperor's golden pen, but urged the furnace in his body, and in the blazing fire essence, he launched the most fierce physical combat like a wolf and a tiger.

Even the most ferocious beast could not do him any harm. Only the demon beasts that have cultivated the Inner Dan, with the help of a steady stream of beast tides, can leave Dao blood marks on his body.

Ants bite elephants to death. At the beginning, on the tomb mountain, the Yin soldiers and ghosts used their numbers to kill the strong people who had already surpassed the martial arts. Now, Ning Caichen is also facing this kind of encounter.

It's just that he doesn't have the slightest fear of the crowd tactics that ordinary people fear. Because he has a killing furnace, the essence can be endless. The only thing worth noting is the exhaustion of the flesh.

Bloody rain all the way, white clothes turned into bloody robes. The warriors on this path looked at his figure in horror and dodged one after another, no one wanted such a fierce person to notice him.

Who knows if he is a human or a demon, a ghost or a demon, and what kind of heart he has.

Ning Caichen didn't pay attention to these gazes at all, but perfected his big killing technique in the continuous killing, turning his autonomous attack into his own muscle instinct.

I don't know how long he walked, but the Nedan in the small tower had already piled up, and the endless tide of beasts had finally disappeared completely, and he came to a fork in the road.

Looking at the two paths to the left or to the right, he hesitated for a moment and randomly chose the one on the left. Just as he was completely out of the original path, the road ahead suddenly collapsed, and a golden dragon the size of a house suddenly flew out of the black hole in the ground, hovering in the air, staring coldly at his figure.

Feeling the strong dragon power, Ning Caichen's expression changed drastically, and the emperor pen with the strongest attack power was quickly summoned and held in his hand.

"Ang ......" accompanied by a dragon groan, the terrifying golden dragon spit out a mouthful of dragon breath, and the flames flew out, and before he could get there, Ning Caichen felt that he was about to be burned.

Desperately trying to dodge this deadly attack, a trace of despair welled up in Ning Caichen's heart. How small is the cultivation of a second-rate realm martial artist in front of the giant dragon? even if this dragon is just a remnant soul, a phantom, it can be crushed into powder.

"Boom!" Just as he was distracted, another dragon's breath erupted. The white streamer suddenly flashed, and Xiao Qian tugged at the placket of his shirt to avoid the blow.

"Scholar, what are you thinking?"

Ning Caichen was startled and completely sobered up: "This dragon not only has a dragon breath attack, but also a spiritual attack, just facing it, I actually had a desperate mood in my heart. ”

Xiao Qian's face was serious: "It's definitely not as strong as we imagined, scholar, take the initiative to attack." ”

Ning Caichen nodded, and together with Xiao Qian, he quickly rushed towards the majestic dragon. The dragon's breath kept spitting out, but it couldn't hurt the bodies of the two people who were dodging with all their might. Gradually, they came to the bottom of the dragon, and their innate qi was like a sword, slashing at the dragon, splattering scarlet blood. Ning Caichen jumped high, and the human emperor's pen stabbed into the dragon's lower abdomen......

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