Chapter 4382

"Mr. Jiang, I don't dare to expect the chance inside. I still have some important things. Can I leave first?"

Li Yunhai said with a smile.

The old woman nodded.

Although the other party is the descendant of the true immortal, their status is unusual. In another period of time, they must be coy.

But now this situation, or life is important, flattery is not important.

In ancient times, Shenluo was not an ordinary place. Yuanying might not be able to come out alive.

Mr. Jiang will also take care of the master of Yunqi academy first. How can he take care of them.

"That's not good. If the news gets out, there will be a lot of trouble."

Mr. Jiang shook his head with a smile.

Li Yunhai and the old woman look a little ugly.

Seeing this, the gold elixirs and the friars who built the foundation around them were even more afraid to say anything. Even the two yuan babies couldn't leave. How could they go?

"This is your chance. It's given by Mr. Jiang. You should cherish it. Don't treat it as a donkey's liver and lung."

A yuan infant Friar's light way.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Li Yunhai's baokundo.

"Let's go in together."

Mr. Jiang said with a smile.

After staying in it for three days, friar Jindan, who escaped the robbery, honestly follows Ningqi and walks into the blue gate with Mr. Jiang and others.

His mood is very complicated. He has already experienced a near death. Now he wants to go in again. It's hard to express. He can only choose to follow Ningqi.

Although he has learned from the conversation just now that Ning Qi has a grudge against the other party, Ning Qi's previous treatment shows that Yuan Ying is very kind-hearted and gets along well. He can only hope that he can take care of him.

Inexplicable energy from the body like a breeze.

In a flash, the scene changed.

The crowd appeared in an ancient battlefield in the wilderness, surrounded by loud fighting. Countless friars were fighting in the air, and the sky was changing, like the end of the world.

As soon as that young master Jiang saw this scene, his face changed slightly, because there were countless breath in the air, which was stronger than him!

Fortunately, these Yin soldiers don't seem to have any sense, and no one has found their arrival yet.

As soon as Ning Qi entered here, he had a very familiar feeling.

Like a wanderer who has been away for many years, he has returned to his hometown.

Like a real dragon in distress, back to the sea.

This kind of feeling is very wonderful, and he can't tell. The only difference that can be clearly distinguished is that the breath of Mr. Jiang and others in his eyes has become very weak.

It's like a bunch of ants standing around.

When people were observing the battlefield, two Yin soldiers were fighting each other. One came from behind Ning Qi and others, and the other came from in front of Ning Qi and others, which just caught them in the middle.

"Back off."

With a low drink, Mr. Jiang retreated to one side.

The Yin soldiers on both sides rushed to kill, as if Ning Qi and others were transparent, and ignored them at all.

All of them were relieved, but Li Yunhai and the old woman thought something was wrong. Before, it was clear that so many monks had died. If the Yin soldiers could not see them, how could those monks have died?

The Jindan friar standing behind Ningqi quickly reminded: "as long as half an hour, these Yin soldiers will find our existence!"

Half an hour?

People's faces changed slightly.

It's OK to say that the breath of those Yin soldiers is just the level of gold elixir, but

People's eyes fell on the depth of the battlefield, where the clouds were rolling and the shadows were crisscrossing. The breath of existence was many times stronger than them.

"Half an hour, half an hour. Take these Yin evil bottles. As long as you aim at these Yin soldiers, you can gather them into the bottles, fill them up and give them to me.

If we can't see us for half an hour, we'll leave here and come back. "

Mr. Jiang laughed, took out a silver bottle and threw it to the public.

Ninky got one, too.

"Before, master, if we are too close to the Yin soldiers, they will see us."

The golden elixir friar beside Ning Qi was a little frightened.

"Be careful, and you'll be fine."

Ginger childe light way.

"Why don't they have Yin Sha bottle?"

Ningqi suddenly said with a smile.

The master of Yunqi academy and others were empty, but Mr. Jiang obviously didn't let them do it.

Not even Li Yunhai and the old woman.

"They are different from you."

Mr. Jiang smiles, and his eyes fall on Ning Qi. "You are Yuan Ying. Your accomplishments are better than them. Take more."With that, he took out some Yinsha bottles and threw them to Ningqi.

"What if I don't go?"

Ning Qi is playing with the Yin evil spirit bottle in the hand, light smile way.

"No?"

Mr. Jiang said with a smile, "why don't you choose one of these Yuanying friars around me, and if you can win them, you can not go, OK?"

"Mr. Jiang, just let me come."

The head of Yunqi academy rises slightly and walks towards Ningqi.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Li Yunhai and the old woman did not say a word.

They are not very familiar with Ningqi. It is impossible for them to speak to Ningqi at this time.

Suddenly, the master of Yunqi academy stopped.

Because an inexplicable breath enveloped all of them. They all looked in one direction and saw a huge body like an ancient giant coming in the air.

"He can see us!"

The crowd panicked.

Each other's eyes, clearly fixed on them!

Even Mr. Jiang, a monk far ahead of Yuanying, was locked in the breath of the ancient giant and could not move. On his forehead, beads of sweat were dripping.

This time I came in, it seemed a little rash.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the giant appeared in front of the crowd and slapped them hard. If the slap was real, everyone would not be spared.

Whether it's Zhuji or Jindan, it's Li Yunhai and others. They all have a look of despair in their eyes.

Just as the despair filled the hearts of the people, Ningqi suddenly turned to look at the giant and angrily scolded:

"go away!"

The terrible sound waves spread to all directions, and the whole battlefield seemed to be silent. The Yin soldiers who were fighting stopped, and their eyes fell on Ning Qi.

The action in the hand of the ancient giant also stopped, and people could see a trace of panic on his face.

After about five or six breaths of silence, the ancient giant suddenly saluted Ning Qi, turned around and disappeared without a trace. The Yin soldiers on the battlefield also retreated like a tide.

In less than half an hour, the whole battlefield became silent, and no one could see it.

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