She wiped her face and whispered, "Then you just look at it?!"

Redsleeves thinks he's never been so cheeky.

If they really had to sit idly by, then no matter what treasures were found in this tomb, she would not have any face or reason to grab them.

Everything must belong to Ning Qingqiu.

Even if he doesn't talk about interests, just talking about Ning Qingqiu's personal impression, Red Sleeves is from the heart, and he doesn't want to stand aside as a protected weak person who can't participate in anything, but wants to ......

I want to fight alongside her.

Red Sleeves has become a famous red-whisk girl in casual cultivation, a leader among Jindan monks, whether it is the evaluation of others or the eyes of the world, she has never put it in her eyes, she has such a heart, but she does not ask others to understand her and respect her, but Ning Qingqiu treats her as a friend, and she knows it clearly.

It feels very complicated and subtle, but Red Sleeves doesn't hate it, and subconsciously wants to get in touch with Ning Qingqiu a little more.

They are very different people, but fortunately, it doesn't seem difficult or reluctant to become friends, but it is very natural.

Therefore, her reaction to the current situation is also the largest.

She lacks strength, but her courage remains.

The insignificant efforts also want to give her some help, at least, to reduce her burden.

There is a lot of power in numbers.

Zixiao agrees with Red Sleeves, he is uncomfortable without fighting, there are not so many twists and turns, even if there is no machismo, he is not willing to hide behind a woman, people are fighting to the death in front, and a few of them are only waving flags and shouting in the back, which is unreasonable.

He lifted his sword, took a step, and said bluntly: "It's all false to say so much, this Dark Moon Dragon's body is so huge, since Ning Daoyou is head-to-head with it, we are not without self-knowledge, but a few Jindan monks can fight even if they can't defeat Yuan Ying, let's fight with Ning Daoyou from behind, where will it bother her!

After saying that, the person flew to the back of the Dark Moon Dragon, and without saying a word, it was a sword that split the head and covered the face, and directly used the swordsmanship with a machete posture, and the person was almost stunned.

Qing Ming has always been helpless against his brother, but he is also extremely defending.

"Zixiao has done it, what reason do we have to stand still, let's go up together, solve this Dark Moon Dragon as soon as possible, otherwise it will be delayed, I see that we will not be able to get out of the secret realm next year!"

The purple and green dual swords have always been the most tacit understanding of the combination of the two swords, and the power is greater.

Although their strength alone is not as good as Ning Qingqiu and the Dark Moon Dragon, they are also promising together, they are battle-hardened warriors, real monks tempered in blood and fire, I don't know how many times they have experienced life and death, and they are afraid that a dead dragon will not succeed?!

"Brother, I'm here to help you!"

Zixiao's eyes lit up with excitement, and he was so proud that he intersected his palms with Qing Ming who flew over, patted it, and said loudly: "Okay, brothers work together to break the gold, let's go together, this dragon scale is very thick, I can't cut it, let's come together, I don't believe that we can't kill it!" Qing Ming, I'll attack, you cover!"

Qing Ming almost didn't have a slip under his feet to fall out.

My brother, what are you chopping, you are a sword cultivator, not a sword practitioner!

Sighing, looking at Zixiao who rushed out and slashed wildly, he honestly took on the heavy responsibility of defense, and when the Dark Moon Dragon was in pain and rolled to counterattack and flick his tail, he hurriedly pulled and was already a real fire with his own battle maniac brother whose eyes were red.

It's also heartbreaking.

But the cooperation between the two people is really seamless.

Red sleeves and idiots naturally couldn't continue to be indifferent, so they also silently looked at the belly of the Dark Moon Dragon, and rushed over, Ning Qingqiu attacked, and the purple and green swords slashed happily behind the back, and the Dark Moon Dragon was about to change its body shape and roll over in pain, so they pumped Leng Zi's relatively soft abdomen to give it a few blows.

Even the little monk twisted up the Buddha beads, closed his eyes, and began to quickly recite the scripture mantra, the note mantra, which turned into a golden materialized shape, and crashed into the ears of the Dark Moon Dragon, squeezing the only remaining instinctive consciousness in its mind.

Usually, it probably doesn't hurt it in the slightest, it's just an annoying effect, but because of Ning Qingqiu's attack, the Dark Moon Dragon fell into a pitiful situation.

Really enjoyed a handful of what is called a group fight.

Several people went back and forth, and the first time they cooperated, it was an incomparable tacit understanding.

They are all masters, they naturally know their strengths and weaknesses, and their vision is also very accurate, and the Dark Moon Dragon will soon be covered in bruises.

If it has a real divine soul and spiritual intelligence, it is naturally impossible to fall into this situation, after all, in terms of strength alone, it is still more powerful, compared to Ning Qingqiu, you and a few of them are all powerful combined, but the monk battle is not just a pure cultivation, otherwise, everyone will not need to fight and compete at all, in such a situation, the open fire insists on reporting all the data of his cultivation, and then determines who is more powerful in the data, and what to fight, it is a complete waste of time and life......

Obviously, such a statement is a big mistake, and it is so wrong that it is ridiculously wrong.

For monks, actual combat is the only criterion for testing strength.

A bunch of people here are fighting fiercely, it can be called a group of demons dancing, only Qiye is still standing in the rear with a calm expression, he is in charge of the overall situation, this situation, it is not his turn to make a move, otherwise, everyone will not have to fight, as far as he sees now, Ning Qingqiu has a lot of fun, so let this time be longer, he will not be disgusted.

It's just—

The roar of the Dark Moon Dragon was really piercing, at first it was still angry, and then the battle gradually suffered, that is, it became aggrieved and depressed, and by this time, it had gradually turned into a miserable howl, and the voice was becoming more and more low, which showed that the vitality was already insufficient.

It probably couldn't figure out how it could be so miserable and beaten by the crowd when it was a dead dragon......

Although Ning Qingqiu thought that he could handle this Dark Moon Dragon alone, he did not resist the help of the Red Sleeves, on the contrary, he was a little moved, and initially recognized everyone's alliance cooperation.

She is not a personal hero, and now it is not a single duel with sacred special significance, so there is nothing wrong with group fights, she is not so delicate and sensitive, and she feels that the red sleeves and their intervention embarrass her, and such thoughts are not at all.