Wen Tian nodded slightly, and did not answer the words of the middle-aged monk, who knew that the middle-aged monk wanted to set his own bottom. Sister-in-law Soo Ke Er said the Internet, read the most amazing Yan Qing girl Er said novel XS520.

After a while, the nun brought four men, each with a tray in her hand, and a storage bag in her hand.

The middle-aged monk pointed a little finger and opened the two wooden boxes in front of him, inside was a set of white and a set of pink gauze skirts, these two sets of gauze skirts were bright and bright, and they were not ordinary at first glance "Daoyou, these are the two most beautiful female nun clothes here, and they also give underwear inside, Daoyou see if you like it, these two women's clothes can change the same pattern in different environments, such as going to the mountains and forests, birds and mountain flowers will appear on the clothes, such as going to the plains, there will be butterflies and small animals on the clothes." ”

Wentian nodded, "I want these two clothes," Wentian is a person who knows the goods.

The middle-aged monk smiled slightly and didn't introduce it again, Er is fingers moved, and opened the other two jade boxes, only to see the cold light flashing, one green and one white two flying swords suspended in mid-air, these two flying swords are eight-grade flying swords, which we just received recently, one Qingfeng, one is called Bai Feng, it is a sister sword, if two monks with a similar heart can use it together, it can double the attack.

Wentian is an expert, and at a glance, he knows that these two swords are good.

The middle-aged monk handed the storage bag in the nun's hand to Wen Tian with another hand, "This is the spiritual grass you want, see if it's right."

I bought all of these, and after asking the sky, I patted the storage bag. A Qiankun fruit and thirty Qiankun leaves appeared in front of the middle-aged monk. I don't even look at it. Grabbing five jade boxes and a storage bag, he walked downstairs.

The middle-aged person has a slight shortness of breath. A quick glance at the Qiankun fruit and Qiankun leaf. The divine sense has already judged it in a sweep. These Qiankun leaves are thirty.

The Qiankun tree has long been extinct, this Qiankun fruit and Qiankun leaf are quite precious, and they are also widely used, and it is more than enough to exchange five magic weapons and spiritual grass, and this trade has made a lot of money.

When you look up. Wentian had already put the jade box in the storage bag. Quickly walked down the stairs.

Wealth is not exposed. God knows this. That's why he dressed up. Cover your head and face. But he was still not reassured. Once the other party is greedy. That's going to complicate things.

If not everything. Wentian will not exchange Qiankun fruits and Qiankun leaves. One is that the price of dragon boats is too high. There are no good things in his storage bag, only Qiankun Leaves and Qiankun Fruits. These things are difficult to see even in the four starfish, especially the dragon boat, Wentian really likes it.

Out of the Treasure Building. Wen Tian looked at the other side with cold eyes. Just now, the young man was looking at Wentian in a shop.

There were a lot of people in the shop, and when I asked the sky, there were actually three critical monks beside the young man. Ask the sky and groan a little. Didn't stop there, but kept walking. After turning a few streets, he quickly flew up with his feet and flew towards the city gates.

He had just flown out not long ago. A dark, thin monk. Appeared at the location of Wentian just now. He stared in the direction in which Wentian flew away. Added the corners of his mouth. His eyes are greedy. This monk was one of the borderline monks beside the young man.

This person's name is Suhe, and he is a disciple of the Qunying Sect who came to the Black Demon City to procure. When he saw Wentian shaking his head at him, he held a grudge, quietly followed Wentian into the Treasure Building, and after looking at the problem and going to the second floor, his heart immediately moved. Pretending to glance at it casually. After leaving the Treasure Tower, he has been staring at it from a distance, and transmitted the sound to several fellow disciples who were also in the Black Demon City to purchase materials. After waiting for a long time. That's when I saw the question of the world. He calculates time. It is expected that the other party must have exchanged for some valuable magic weapons. I couldn't help but have bad intentions.

It's just that the other party's cultivation can't be seen through by him. To be on the safe side, he called to the same door. This time, three elders came from the Qunying Sect. After seeing the elder, he hurriedly explained the matter in detail.

On his side. More than a dozen people appeared one after another. These people have different levels of cultivation. Most of them are in infancy.

These three elders. It was the critical monk who had made Wentian quite scruples just now.

"Elder, I'm sure. There must be a treasure on the other side. Suga turned. Said grovelingly.

"Suhe. You're exaggerating. I really thought it was a Critical Monk. Hum. Just a spiritual friar. What treasures can there be? Waited so long. What a waste of time. One of them came out in a hoarse voice. The tone was irritated.

"You dare to alarm us with such a monk!" said another person, gloomily, and at the same time, the person who spoke stretched out a hand that had transformed into a spiritual aura, with a hint of black energy, towards Su Hepa.

Su He's face immediately turned pale, and he knelt on the ground, trembling and trembling: "Disciple...... The disciple's words were true, except that his cultivation was wrong for me, and the disciple ...... "so afraid that his words were a little incoherent."

The surrounding fellow disciples of the Qunying Sect were expressionless, and a few of them even showed a look of gloating, and the chill in Suhe's heart was even heavier, seeing that the hand was about to fall, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he immediately said loudly: "Elder, I heard that the guy from Jubaolou said that this person wanted to buy a flying dragon boat, and said that he exchanged it for Qiankun fruit."

The withered hand paused, and the gloomy voice came again: "Dragon Boat, Qiankun Guo, Suhe, do you know what happened to me?"

Su Yi gritted his teeth, raised his head and said, "The disciple dares to guarantee with his life." ”

The third elder, who had never spoken, said, "These two are rare treasures, especially the Qiankun Fruit. ”

As soon as these words fell, the three of them no longer hesitated, and immediately took off and quickly flew in the direction of Wentian. The disciples in the back hurriedly followed closely. Su He wiped his cold sweat and cursed in his heart, but he also followed.

The three elders of the Qunying Sect originally represented the Qunying Sect, and the monks in this Black Demon City also knew them. So no one intercepted at all.

Soon Wentian came to the city gate and rushed out in an instant, and it didn't take long. The people of the Qunying Sect chased after them and flashed by. After they all left. The disciples of the three factions of the Black Demon City, led by several monks in the critical period, appeared at the city gate.

They just got orders. If the other party is fighting fiercely in the city. Then drive them out. If the other party leaves the city by himself. then they neither hinder nor help.

Ask the sky out of the Black Magic City. Sacrifice the five change hooks, and quickly escape, although the flying dragon boat is fast, but it can't be used now without sacrifice. Wentian can only use the five-change hook to fly.

Three Critical Monks in pursuit. One of them snorted. The greed in his eyes was even stronger, and this five-change hook was too dazzling.

Wen Tian looked at the disciples of the Qunyong Sect who were chasing after him, and his brows furrowed slightly. I snorted coldly from the bottom of my heart. The magic consciousness rushed towards Suhe as fast as lightning.

I saw Su He, who was among the disciples of the Qunying Sect, suddenly snorted miserably, spurted blood from his mouth, his body fell crookedly, and he fell from the flying sword. The same door beside him was shocked one by one.

Wentian's speed did not decrease, and he continued to escape, but his demonic sense was dispersed, condensed on one of the enemies, and with a movement of his heart, another disciple of the Qunying Sect fell miserably.

As a result, the pursuing Qunying Sect disciples involuntarily stopped, not daring to continue. Only the three critical period monks didn't care at all, stared at Wentian in the distance, and chased out.

With a wave of his hand, one of the monks threw a giant seal of flame into his hand. After a few quick turns in mid-air, it turned into a giant peak, and with the monk's sneering finger, the giant peak immediately smashed down.

At the moment of smashing, Wentian's body immediately turned around and dodged. The monk's smile was even colder, and he waved his fingers again and again, and the giant peak smashed down violently and continuously, and in a series of roars, they were all skillfully dodged by Wentian, who turned around and glanced at the three of them coldly, and then quickly flew away.

"Hand over the Flying Dragon Boat and the Qiankun Fruit, or die!" said an elder, his eyes like lightning, in a low voice.

As soon as his words fell, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him, and an extremely strong sword qi stabbed violently, he was horrified in his heart, and his body moved a few inches to the left, and then he felt a pain in his chest, feeling that something had been inserted into it, and it came out of his back, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth.

"What kind of flying sword is this!! His face turned pale, revealing a palpitating expression, if he hadn't dodged quickly just now, I'm afraid he would have died here today.

Wen Tian secretly sighed a pity, and with a call of his right hand, the Nether Sword appeared in his hand in a flash.

The other two critical monks all had shocked expressions on their faces, and without saying a word, they shot several defensive magic weapons in a row, and then they stared at Wentian with sparkling eyes.

"Get out!" Wen Tian's eyes were cold, and after saying a word, he continued to fly forward quickly.

The three critical monks looked at each other, and finally looked at the five change hooks at the feet of Wentian, with a greedy look in their eyes, they all knew that these five change hooks could be said to be very rare in the world, and the three of them chased out again without saying a word.

The monk who was injured but did not hurt the vital point, threw out several defensive magic weapons one after another during the pursuit, and kept the surrounding area of his body impermeable, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and took several pills in a row, and then catalyzed some pills and applied them to the wound.

Then he hesitated for a moment, and then shot a few more shields.

Wentian's divine sense was swept away, and now the three of them are still pursuing, and they can't help sneering in their hearts, these three people must have the idea of killing people and grabbing treasures, so that the three critical period monks can chase and kill, for the current Wentian has become commonplace, if it is one, he also has the strength to fight, but the other three people, although they are all in the early stage of the critical stage, but they should not be underestimated.

However, once he is critically stable, then killing these three people is as simple as crushing ants.

Under the pursuit of the three of them, Wentian fled for a day, and the other party waved countless magic weapons during the period, slowly, Wentian was a little lacking in mental strength, and Wentian used the Nether Sword to sneak attack once, and then used it The other party had a defense, and the sneak attack was not successful.

Wentian's eyes became colder and colder, his divine sense stared at the three people, the demon baby in his body used his magic sense again, the three critical monks suddenly flashed white light in front of them, and their souls were immediately injured, but they couldn't kill their souls, after the three of them shook a few times, their eyes showed unprecedented horror and solemnity, they felt that if they were killed by Wentian, it would be complete death.

The monk who was injured before was even more squirting a mouthful of blood, his eyes were red, and his face showed a look of pain, if it wasn't for someone around him to grab it, he would definitely fall off the flying sword.

"He is definitely not a simple spirit infancy, he should be the kind of monk who only needs to break through to the critical stage by the slightest bit!" he took a deep breath, calmed down the tremor's divine sense, and said to the two beside him.

"He must be killed, otherwise with this person's supernatural powers, if he succeeds in the borderline, the three of us will definitely die!"

"I've informed the Sect Master, and I should be sending someone to support me soon. ”

Wen Tian frowned, the attack of the demon baby was affected by his cultivation, and it was originally ineffective for the critical period, but now with the cultivation, it has produced a trace of effect, but obviously it can only be injured, but it cannot be killed.

The injury looked serious, but for a critical monk, it only took a little rest to recover.

If there is only one person on the other side, it should be okay to kill one person with the help of Yaksha with all his strength, but now, he can only run!

Wen Tian sighed in his heart and flew forward quickly.

The sky is getting dark, and the Demon Infant has used the Demon Consciousness physical strength many times and has also been overdrawn, the Demon Infant was originally cultivated in the spirit world, and it was already restricted in the living spirit world, and every time he cast his magic sense, he needed to rest, and he couldn't attack continuously, Wen Tian felt that he would be caught up sooner or later, Wen Tian suddenly stood up, and turned to look at the enemy who had been chasing him for two days.

The three of them are also exhausted, but they can't help chasing, otherwise once the other party is on the verge in the future, the three of them will die without a place to be buried.

At this moment, I saw Wentian's eyes red and white, the cold light in his eyes flickered, his head moved with the wind, and his body was full of black gas.

The five changes hooked at his feet, flashing a trace of red and bloody, and the bloody qi gradually became richer.

Soon, a trace of blue flame appeared on his left hand, this ice flame is Wentian's killer weapon in addition to his magic sense, he didn't want to use this ice flame anymore, after using it many times, Wentian now This ice flame is a consumable, every time he uses it, he loses a point, but now the other party is approaching step by step, and he can't afford to scruple anymore.

As soon as the ice flame appeared, the faces of the three critical monks all changed drastically, and before they could make any move, Wen Tian's right hand swung down, and the fist-sized ice flame slowly floated towards them.

It seems to be slow, but in fact it is extremely fast, and the wind blowing from the surrounding sky has also turned into ice wind at this moment, like a knife, quickly condensed into an entity, and threw it towards the three of them.

The three of them did not hesitate, and immediately scattered in all directions, but the speed of the ice flame suddenly increased, and at an incredible angle, it touched the arm of the monk who had been injured many times, and in the blink of an eye, the monk didn't even have time to scream, and his whole body dispersed blue flames, which dissipated in an instant, and he was frozen into powder.

The ice flame was faint and continued to float towards the next monk, but at this moment, suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind in the distance, and then seven or eight long rainbows broke through the sky.

Wentian's face changed, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word, this time, he used twelve points of spiritual power and fled desperately.

Originally, three critical monks were enough to ask the heavens to be worried, but the other party suddenly appeared seven or eight support who were also in the critical period, and the highest cultivation among these seven or eight people had already reached the critical middle stage, and the sky was shocked from the bottom of his heart. No longer think about killing the enemy, but quickly flee.

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