The real Huo Ming who was beside Zhang Shiping looked at Zhang Shiping with a very serious look in his eyes. He turned his hand and had a flash of inspiration. There was a palm-sized red copper bowl with a circle of extremely complicated runes engraved on the edge of the bowl. Linked together, end to end.

As for the remaining three early Jindan cultivators, including Wang Daoxiu, surrounded by magic weapons such as flying swords, jade flutes, and magic shields, the three saw this fellow Taoist as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

When Ao Kai saw the Golden Core cultivators behind Qi Feng, his blue vertical pupils showed disdain, and he didn't hide it at all. Only Qi Feng could make him look at these people in front of him. As for the others , It's just a chicken and a dog, a guy who can't get on the stage.

"Fellow Daoist Ao Kai naturally wants to save face, and besides this blue bead, I feel uneasy even if I take it, don't I?" Qi Feng turned the blue bead in his hand, and after hearing Ao Kai's words , laughed, and threw the blue bead forward, as if what was thrown was not a valuable magic weapon, but a small stone on the side of the road.

This blue bead is a self-defense weapon given to his daughter by the old dragon. If ordinary people get this bead, if they don't have the ability to clean up the backhands left by the old dragon, then it will be a life-threatening thing. But to be honest, Qi Feng is not afraid, his master is the Great Cultivator of Qinghe, just like the old Jiaolong, he is a great monk in the late Yuanying period.

If this Ao Chan didn't make a sound, he couldn't show weakness in advance. After he goes out, ask Master to look at the blue bead in his hand, except for the backhand made by the old dragon inside, he can earn a magic weapon for nothing.

As long as he doesn't hurt the young jiao, then if you lose a mere blue pearl magic weapon, you will lose it. The other party, a great monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul, will not turn his face for it, and let other Nascent Soul True Monarchs see it. joke.

However, this Ao Kai from the Black Flood Dragon Clan came forward, so Qi Feng would charge him that he was not yet a baby, even if he transformed in advance, he would naturally give him this face.

"Then thank you fellow Daoist Qi Feng. I'm going to find my junior sister first. Let's talk again when I'm free some other day." After receiving the blue beads, Ao Kai smiled. It's just that this dragon's head has a slightly longer mouth, which looks a bit cold. When he smiled, the two slender black beards on his face fluttered, and the mouth full of fangs looked a bit ferocious.

After all, Ao Kai has not yet become a real demon king. You must know that the old flood dragon outside the secret land, except for the single horn of the flood dragon on his forehead and the vertical pupils, is almost exactly the same as the human race. If he casts some transformation spells , to conceal the characteristics of his own clan, then even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator would not be able to see his true identity.

"Oh, by the way, Fellow Daoist Qi Feng, please send a message to Zhenjun Tianfeng when you go back this time, saying that I congratulate him on his success in conceiving a baby, but I will also inform him that I will not let him specialize in Before now, let him wait, and within ten years, I will surely succeed in conceiving a baby." In Ao Kai's words, the confidence was not concealed in the slightest, so that Zhang Shiping and the others felt that he was as easy as picking something out of a bag and backhanding, A few people couldn't help but secretly stunned, and also gave birth to a bit of admiration.

The figure of this demon cultivator gradually disappeared, and then disappeared. The next moment, this Ao Chan appeared tens of feet away, heading towards the direction where the young jiao flew.

When Zhang Shiping saw the demon cultivator casting spells and leaving, a gleam flashed in his eyes, because the kung fu performed by this demon cultivator was somewhat similar to the "Kunpeng Feather" he realized in the Nine Birds Secret Realm. He felt it carefully, and there were some very subtle wind attribute aura fluctuations left in the air.

"Let's go to the next place, let's go." Qi Feng looked at Ao Chan's disappearing figure, and after a while, he was sure that the other party had really left, so he turned and said slowly to the others.

Everyone responded, Huo Ming's real face suddenly relaxed, he let out a big breath, and then he put away the red copper bowl with runes in his hand, Zhang Shiping withdrew his gaze from a distance, the red statue in his hand The pagoda rose a few minutes, and when it was at the same height as his eyebrows, the red aura flickered for a moment, then disappeared.

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time passed day by day,

Beyond the secret realm, on Bilang Island, the blue sea water beats against the brown-black reef, some white foams appear, and the water splashes. An orange claw crab crawls carefully from between the cracks in the rocks. Appeared, but maybe it felt something, its eight crab legs moved quickly, and it hid under the water surface again in a blink of an eye.

On the big reef, next to the three big monks Qing He, Shi Meng and Ao Ji, there was an old man in a green robe. He looked ordinary, like an old farmer, but the hair on the top of his head was less. He also took care of it specially so that these hairs could cover the entire Tianling Gai as much as possible. The silver tortoise shell on his back has already indicated his identity. The old man with the silver tortoise shell, the hair on the top of his head remained motionless no matter how the sea wind blew.

But no monk dared to mention this in front of him! This great monk of the silver-armoured tortoise clan of the demon clan was poisoned by a strange poison before he conceived a baby, and he became what he is now. He tried all kinds of methods, but he couldn't make the hairs on the top of his head grow any longer. Instead, he lost a few hairs. Now, as he grows older, he cherishes these remaining hairs even more.

The four great monks stood together~lightnovelpub.net~ while the other Nascent Soul cultivators were farther away, no matter whether it was Human Race, Sea Race, or Monster Race, no Nascent Soul cultivator who didn't have long eyes approached them Four people around.

The four great Nascent Soul cultivators talked and laughed among themselves, but as soon as the voice came out, they were completely annihilated. The four of them didn't fight each other with their lives because of different ethnic groups as soon as they met, as ordinary people imagined. This kind of scene is not only between the few great monks, those monks in the early and middle stages of the Nascent Soul, also did not fight because of the ethnic group.

It's just that everyone knows that this is just a short-term peace that only exists when there is no conflict of interest.

"Fellow Daoist Qinghe, when will your disciple's Nascent Soul celebration be held? I don't mind if I'm a concubine, let me have a glass of wine." Zhenjun Shimeng said out of politeness with a smile on his face.

"The old Taoist welcomes you very much, but let me say it first. Fellow Daoist Shimeng comes as soon as you come, and the gifts you bring should not be too expensive. Didn't fellow Daoist get a few three-thousand-year-old purple bamboos from Nanfa Temple a few years ago?" Is it? Just one or two is enough, don't be too polite!" Qinghe Zhenjun stroked his beard with his right hand, and said very politely.

"Pretend I didn't say it." Zhenjun Shimeng choked on Qinghe's words, and immediately changed his words. This old man still misses the four purple bamboos in her hands even now.

PS: I have some physical problems these days, so I almost became a eunuch, sorry!

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