"Nanyang Temple, very simple." Jiu Chenyin is very rare to evaluate a sentence.

With the character of the cold and proud of Jiuchen, I can have such a comment on the Nanyang Temple, which is enough to prove the power of the Nanyang Temple.

"Longtan Tiger Cave, we have to take a look." Night feathers lick a corner of the lips, everyone slowly stepping through the city.

Unlike the last time I came to Yancheng, there are a lot more pedestrians on the street today. There are even a lot of fierce and strong men. Some of them have some blood on their bodies. The eyes of the haze are watching with vigilance. It seems that they are suddenly afraid. There is an enemy to kill.

Yancheng is divided into two cities, inside and outside. The inner city is the ancestral gate of the Nanyang Temple. It is not open to the public on weekdays. Most of the pedestrians on the street are running through the collapse of the outer city.

Even if they can't win on the stage, watching the contest of the disciples of the Nanyang Temple is also very helpful in improving their own strength.

At night, a few people in the night led by Bard went straight to the inner city, passing through a small platform in the middle, and there were hundreds of people watching the battle around the ring.

The night feathers used the spirit to sweep the platform, and the beauty gently picked it up. The two men on the stage played the strength of Huang Ling!

"Bad, the disciple of the Nanyang Shrine, the strength is so strong?" Night Yu said to Bad.

Bud also glanced at the platform and smiled and shook his head: "No, the Nanyang Temple Huang Lingxiu is not much of the above, but Wupin Dan medicine is worth a lot after all, so each Nanyang Temple in Futai will send several Huang Lingxiu’s disciple came to guard.”

The night feathers sighed and nodded, Wu Pin Dan medicine, for the current night feathers, it is nothing, you can refine it, but if you put it in the auction, I am afraid I can shoot tens of millions of gold coins, and Liupin Dan medicine has a higher value.

Even if the Nanyang Temple is rich in financial resources, it can't stand to lose money. It is estimated that all the foreign cities will collapse, and the amount of the drug that can be lost in one day will be good.

"Bad, I don't think you dare to come." A familiar voice rang at the street.

Everyone is on the sidelines.

How is he?

The night feathers and the eyebrows were lightly picked up. Standing sneer around the side of the body, it was the person who had encountered the left knife door at the gate of the city last time, but this time the left one changed his clothes and was blue. There was a white lightning slanting shoulder in front of him, revealing a bit of madness.

"Nanchang Conference, we are in the Dragon Valley, never afraid of it." Bud looked at the left eye and squinted.

Zuo Tian shrugged and smiled. His eyes looked at a few people in the night, and he snorted: "You only sent a few little scorpions to the dragon valley to come to fight, and the old things in the family are dead."

"Zuo Tianyi, the disaster comes out of the mouth, be careful of your life." Bud's face was a bit gloomy, if it was not the site of the Nanyang Temple, the outside city was not allowed to make trouble.

In exchange for the mountains, it is estimated that Bud is directly working.

"I still worry about yourself. At the beginning of the conference, my first challenge is you!" Zuidian had a better than the middle finger, and both sides were enemies. Every time the Nanchang Conference was contested, this year is no exception.

"Yi Yi, gone." The blue-haired old man on the side called.

Zuo Tianyi sneered at Bard again, leaving a contemptuous look and keeping up with the pace of the blue old man.

Bud stood in the same place and looked at the back of his left eye and his breathing gradually thickened.

"Bard, this person, Meng Yi fights against him." Night Yu slammed his hand on Bard's shoulder, and a pure spiritual power was introduced into his body to help him calm down.