It was only half a breath to kill Ye Hao, who was at the peak of the eighth layer of condensation, and more than 30 Shangqingguan disciples were shocked, they never expected that the legendary second aunt would be so decisive, and the attack was even more ruthless, and they couldn't see that it was a handsome son, but more like a demon who saw money.

The faint golden light emitted from Ning Chen's body seemed to be full of kindness and generosity, just like Hong Zhong Dalu, but behind this thickness, it was full of murderous intent.

"Let's go up together, capture and kill the second aunt, you can get his magic weapon and ascend to the sky in one step. ”

A disciple of Shangqingguan shouted, and then more than thirty disciples rushed straight towards Ning Chen, trying to take advantage of the advantage in numbers to kill Ning Chen.

"They all went to the second aunt, and treated such a beautiful old lady as air?" Erhong, who was standing on the hillside, looked at more than thirty Shangqingguan disciples, and pointed their heads at Ning Chen, and said dissatisfied, and then the whole person hung in the air and crossed his knees, picked up the jade pipa that Ning Chen had just given her, and swept his fair-skinned and slender fingers on the string.

A strange sound wave was formed, echoing through the earth, and where the sound wave passed, it was like a knife blade, and the dead grass and branches were broken.

"Let me listen to the Queen's Evil Requiem. Erhong said, and her slender fingertips began to pluck the strings quickly, and bursts of weird and resentful sounds came out, making people feel uncomfortable.

The rolling sound waves gathered in the void, forming palms that looked like skeletons, densely blasting towards the monks of Shangqingguan.

Every palm that hit the Shangqingguan monks would form a blood-colored palm print on their bodies, although the power was not very great, but after more than a dozen palms in a row, it still made the Shangqingguan disciples spurt blood from their mouths, and they screamed again and again.

As for Ning Chen, he had already pulled out the eighteenth-level big wooden stick from the storage ring, relying on the strong body brought by the golden bones and silver tendons, and began to pick it up frantically.

After such a long time of exploration, Ning Chen actually felt that the big wooden stick in his hand was really easy to use after having a strong body.

In just a short period of incense, more than a dozen eighth-layer disciples of Shangqing Guan were overturned by Ning Chen and Er Hong, and fell to the foot of the mountain, either killed on the spot or dying.

The remaining less than twenty Shangqingguan disciples, seeing this scene, felt a pang in their hearts, only feeling that the big wooden stick in Ning Chen's hand was too cruel, and Ning Chen and Erhong, one near and one far, one fierce, the other insidious, complemented each other.

"Second aunt, even if you have the upper hand now, I will ......break you to pieces in the Qing Temple."

Bang!

Before this Shangqingguan disciple could finish his words, Ning Chen was like lightning, and he had already appeared in front of him, and with a swing of the big stick in his hand, it slammed firmly on his chin, directly blasting it more than ten zhang away, and disappeared.

When the other Shangqingguan disciples saw such a scene, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly, and they hated and feared Ning Chen.

"Second aunt, you wait!"

After that, there were less than twenty Shangqing monks left, and no one dared to step forward again, so they all retreated a few steps back, and then ran in the direction they came.

"Ruined Lao Tzu's Tongye Dojo and made Lao Tzu lose 360 million spirit stones and want to run?" Ning Chen carried a big wooden stick in his hand, and without hesitation, he got up and chased after him.

Erhong also killed well, and the cooperation with Ning Chen had just become tacit, how could he let go of such an opportunity, twisted his waist, and quickly chased away.

"Hey, what should I do?" The white fat man only had seven layers of condensation, and he couldn't intervene at all from beginning to end, seeing that Ning Chen and Erhong were going to fight back, he had nothing to do.

"You are stupid, there are so many magic weapons on the ground, why don't you hurry up and pick them up?" Erhong scolded the white fat man.

"And they owe Lao Tzu 360 million spirit stones, and they can't pay for it!" Ning Chen said, and the whole person disappeared into the woods, and went straight to the Shangqing Guan disciple to chase and kill.

The twelve spirit burst prayer beads opened together, and Ning Chen's speed was extremely fast, catching up with a Shangqing Guan monk, and without saying a word, he was directly knocked down with a stick.

The white fat man stood in place, seeing Ning Chen and Erhong disappearing, the whole world instantly quieted down, shook his head helplessly, and joined him into a miscellaneous mess.

However, when he saw the Shangqingguan disciples lying on the ground, and the dazzling storage bags, the white fat man's eyes suddenly lit up, his eyebrows opened and he smiled, and then rubbed his hands all the way, as if he saw a beautiful woman, walking down the hill with a fart.

When he came to a huge stone slab, the white fat man stretched out his fat hand, and directly pulled out Ye Hao from Ning Chen's stone slab little by little, looking extremely miserable, but he was not completely killed.

"Fat junior brother, when you think of the same door, don't hurt the killer. Ye Hao's nose and mouth were bloody, extremely weak, and begged for mercy, not to mention the white fat man now, even if it was a mortal, he could take his life.

"Senior Brother Ye, look at what you said, I, Chu Sheng, am merciful, I only love to create people, not to kill people, come, don't move. The white fat man said with a smile, stretched out his fat hand, and directly ripped off Ye Hao's gold wire storage bag and pinned it to his waist.

"Hey, Senior Brother Ye, your Han Silkworm Treasure Clothes are good, and your Wind Climbing Boots are also good. The white fat man muttered in his mouth, dividing five by two, and directly picked Ye Hao up cleanly.

"You ......" Ye Hao, who was dying, was about to explode, trembling and pointing at the white fat man with an evil smile on his face, trembling all over, not even looking at his clothes and shoes, this must have been taught by Ning Chen.

"Also, the second aunt said just now, you Shangqingguan ruined his Tongye Dojo, causing him to lose 360 million spirit stones, Shangqingguan has 100,000 disciples, and it is about ...... to distribute it to each disciple" The white fat man rolled his eyelids and counted for a while before saying: "Oh, I don't know either, in this way, thinking of the former fellow disciples, I will give you a little cheaper, and you will owe us 10,000 spirit stones, come, sign and draw a bet." ”

The white fat man quickly took out the white paper, wrote an IOU, and handed it to Ye Hao: "As long as you write your name on it and press your handprint, you will live." ”

"Dead fat, you are clearly a slanderer, you can't die well, there was no trace of ...... back then"

Before the extremely weak Ye Hao finished the next words, the white fat man had already taken out a knife and pressed it on Ye Hao's neck.

Ye Hao glanced at the vicious white fat man viciously, and then looked at the knife on his neck, the whole person was about to die of anger, trembling all over, but in order to save his life, there was no other way but to sign the IOU under humiliation.

"That's right. ”

The white fat man said that, carefully put away the IOU, waited for the next handover, and then twisted his fat buttocks, came to another disciple of Shangqingguan, and continued to repeat the actions just now, pulling the storage bag, picking up clothes, picking up magic weapons, and if he was still alive, he was forced to write an IOU.

The action can be described as very sharp, especially picking clothes, but also a veteran in the industry, the belt is untied, the hand is slipped, and the treasure clothes will come down.

After walking around the Shangqing Guan disciples in a big circle, I saw that the white fat man's body was already full of storage bags of different colors, more than a dozen.

And those dying disciples of Shangqingguan looked at the white fat man viciously, eager to peel off his skin, drink all the blood, and cramp his tendons.

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