Ning Chen looked around, looking at more than five hundred monks, and also squinted his eyes slightly, yes, just now Ning Chen did kill more than a thousand monks in one go, but they all came in batches and times, and it was easy to deal with some, but all of a sudden five hundred monks swarmed up, Ning Chen definitely couldn't bear it, not to mention Wang Long, the enemy of the tenth layer of condensation.

"Second aunt, you are really cunning, you actually bypassed the Demon Misty Mountain, but you didn't expect us to find here, right?" Wang Lung looked at Ning Chen's surprised gaze in front of him, smiled coldly, and then picked up the remaining strips of cloth on Ning Chen's clothes with two fingers, and looked at a spirit dog beside him.

"Wow!"

The next moment, looking at this spirit dog again, he suddenly yelled at Ning Chen twice, and then put on a grinning appearance, like Zhao Zihuai.

The Traceless Dao people located in Nanyue City were naturally able to clearly see Ning Chen's situation surrounded by more than five hundred monks through the Boundary Eye Talisman, and his cold face was complacent, but more hatred, and hatred was itching at the root of his teeth.

Especially when he saw the white fat man standing next to Ning Chen, he felt stuffy in his chest, and he was angry, this white fat man was not less hateful than Ning Chen in the eyes of the Traceless Daoist, and the Traceless Daoist dreamed of killing him alive, it was simply unfortunate for the family!

"Wang Lung, well done, don't ink with that little cub, get killed, hurry up and kill them for me. The Traceless Daoist urged again and again through the transmission notes, for fear that the night would be long and dreamy, the second aunt and the white fat man would not die, and the Traceless Daoist would not be able to sleep and eat.

When Wang Lung heard the urging of the Wuji Daoist, he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and he didn't want to talk too much nonsense with Ning Chen. Take out a silver spear directly from the storage ring. Under the sun. The cold light is shining.

"Second aunt, aren't you very good at running? Aren't you very good at pitting? Today I will see how you run, how you can pit!" Wang Lung said, lifting the silver spear, and preparing to rush up with the monks, and cut Ning Chen with a thousand knives first, and the white fat man slashed his body indiscriminately!

Boom, boom!

However. Just as Wang Lung had just taken a step, he saw a rumbling roar and a deafening howl from the huge snow-scale cave behind Ning Chen, and the earth was even more shocked, and the rolling stones on the top of the mountain slid down.

The next moment, looking at the huge Yajiao, he came out of the cave directly and glared angrily at Ning Chen.

Suddenly, a holy beast of such a size appeared, ready to besiege Ning Chen's monks. His expression changed drastically, and he only felt a chill rushing over his face. What kind of monster is this?

Seeing this scene, Erhong was already spitting out bitterness in his heart, now it's okay, more than 500 monks haven't solved it yet, and the bitter master has come to the door again.

On the other hand, Ning Chen's reaction was quite alert, his eyes rolled in his sockets, and he suddenly thought of the situation when he was chased and killed by the North Sea Demon Dao, and then hurriedly shouted at Wang Long: "Wang Long Daoyou, the small friction between us is put aside for the time being, we are both human beings, we should now fight the same enemy and kill this Yajiao together, this Yajiao can be described as a treasure!"

Ning Chen glanced at Wang Long, then pointed to Yajiao at the entrance of the cave, and then ignored it, and rushed directly towards Wang Long and the five hundred monks.

The menacing Wang Long, when he heard Ning Chen say this, his snow-white eyebrows couldn't help but stand up, did this second aunt dare to be a little more shameless? More than 2,000 monks of Shangqingguan were killed, so that Shangqingguan and Beihai Demon Dao still didn't know how to face each other, this is called a small friction?

"Don't care about the second aunt's nonsense, kill him, there will be a heavy reward!" Wang Lung roared.

However, at this moment, looking at the huge Yajiao, where to care about what kind of festival Ning Chen and Wang Lung had: "Despicable and cunning human beings, if they trespass into my territory without permission, they all have to die!

After that, Yajiao directly spewed out an extremely cold storm in the direction of Ning Chen's escape, and the billowing white mist was mixed with ice crystals like blades.

Looking at the Extreme Cold Storm behind him, and then at the monks in front of him who were slaughtering him, Ning Chen's figure flashed, extremely flexible, and directly avoided the attack of the Extreme Cold Storm.

However, the seven or eight monks who came towards Ning Chen were not so lucky, the extreme cold storm blew, and the seven or eight monks directly turned into ice sculptures, wrapped in thick frost, motionless.

Then Ning Chen didn't care about it, he ran wherever there were many people, and the angry Yajiao was also angry, and Ning Chen vomited wherever he went.

After coming and going, Ning Chen was unharmed, but dozens of monks became ice sculptures, and the scene was even more chaotic.

The monks didn't know whether to attack Ning Chen or deal with Yajiao.

Through the "Boundary Eye Talisman", he saw that the scene in front of him was chaotic, and the resentful expression of the Traceless Daoist suddenly froze on his face, and the whole person was even petrified on the spot.

"This ......" The Traceless Daoist couldn't help but make such a sound, the whole person was a little confused, just now he clearly remembered that the damn second aunt had been surrounded by groups, and she was at the end of the road, how could a Yajiao suddenly appear?

What the hell is that damn second aunt doing in the cave?

"Quick, some of them will drag Yajiao and attract his attention, and the other part will kill the second aunt!" Although the heart of the Wuxian Daoist was trembling, he was still calm, and ordered Wang Longdao.

This is a great opportunity to kill the second aunt, how could he let it go willingly?

However, what the Wuxian Dao people didn't expect was that this Yajiao was not a little stronger than he imagined, just imagine, Ning Chen and Er Hong had to escape, it can be seen.

The two dozen or so were turned into ice sculptures by Yajiao, and their angry eyes were once again aimed at Ning Chen, spewing out an extremely cold storm.

With the "help" of Yajiao, Ning Chen was like a loach, taking Erhong and Bai Fat directly out of the encirclement, and disappeared into the woods with a smoke.

At this moment, Wang Lung led hundreds of monks, whether they advanced or retreated, if they only sent more than a hundred monks, it would be impossible to beat the second aunt, and if they were all in pursuit, Yajiao behind them would not let them go.

What's more, they knew very well that Ning Chen's speed was extremely fast, and if he wasn't surrounded, it would be difficult to catch up.

In desperation, Wang Lung glanced at the direction of Ning Chen's escape with extreme unwillingness, and turned his head to fight against Yajiao with all his might.

And this is called a hatred in my heart, how familiar is such a scene, Ning Chen took away all the magic weapons alone, and in the end he chased and killed Ning Chen's Shangqingguan, but he had to wipe Ning Chen's buttocks, and Shangqingguan was about to become a backstabbing view......

After running wildly for half an hour, seeing that no one was chasing behind him, Ning Chen slowed down his speed, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became, and glanced at the two red and white fat men, and the three people who were almost the same smell flashed a strange light in their eyes. (To be continued.) )