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Mingding City is not the only city that is not allowed to fly in the city, the sect has been closed for five years, and it is particularly harsh compared to the monks above the Yuan Infant, and Jia Jia has not been out of the mountain for five years.

Compared with them, Brother Jindan was in the middle of the mix, quite arbitrary, and they also knew that the devil didn't make a move on Brother Jindan, and most of them didn't look down on Brother Jindan's ability to be ants. But no matter what he is, there is a saying in Fanchen, although it is a little ugly, but it is the truth that "there is no tiger in the mountains, and the monkey is called the king".

However, no matter what it is, Jia Jia has brought a magic weapon that can be concealed for cultivation, and it can be regarded as a disaster, but probably because of the stop-and-go relationship, Kunlun's "Treading Snow Feather Feihong" is not cheap enough to be used to shuttle in the mortal dust at will, and for a while, Jia Jia's speed is a lot slower.

Along the way, there will be no evil. The old fox's interest was undiminished, and he couldn't help but make Jia Jia wonder suddenly: "Senior, haven't you ever seen this luxurious mortal?"

When asked by Jia Jia, the old fox's face couldn't help but be a little sneering, but maybe it was Jia Jia's good attitude these days, which made it feel good. Listen to her ask. There was silence for a long time. Only then did he sigh.

"I think I think I think very highly of myself back then, and I was born with nine tails, so I naturally don't have these mortal things in my eyes, not to mention that I am absorbed in cultivation and hegemony, so I naturally don't take a closer look, and then I was imprisoned in the Lock Demon Tower by those righteous monks, and I was bored, and then after. Borrowing the stinky bird on the seventh floor, I waited for it to escape, but I didn't expect to be banned again, so I became like that, I couldn't take care of my life, how could I still be in the mood to take care of these idle things?" The old fox said this, and couldn't help but sigh and sigh with emotion, "Speaking of which, the old man will also meet you." That's why I have such an opportunity, but I don't think about it. Ants, like mortals, also have shining points. ”

Jia Jia smiled and nodded in agreement.

I only heard the old fox smack his lips and said: "Fanchen is so interesting, why don't you open the way for this seat and take this seat to play, how about it?"

Jia Jia twitched the corners of her mouth, unable to speak for a while.

How could she escape the eyes of the old fox with this action, she smiled and lay down lazily: "The old man teased you." It's also a nine-tailed sky fox, the old man is in such a miserable situation, and he is not to the point of being protected by you, don't worry!"

Jia Jia laughed twice, there was pride and conceit in the old fox's words, but there was also a little melancholy, she couldn't hear it. But she is not a casual cultivator, and no one cares about her affairs. It is always inappropriate for a Kunlun monk to get mixed up with a demon beast.

There is a position in this world, so some things can't be done as you like, just like the old fox and her, it's always bad to get together.

Since the beginning of seeing the old fox, Jia Jia had the intention to send it out of Kunlun, and now, this can be regarded as a wish!

All the way to stop and stop, it was smooth sailing, but after more than a month, it had already reached the foot of Jiayuan City.

After a short rest in Jiayuan City, Jia Jia left Jiayuan City and went straight to the Plain of Ten Thousand Beasts. Her current cultivation is in the Jindan period, and the monks of this kind of cultivation are also unimpeded in the mortal world, and no one comes to find her trouble for a while.

Stepping on the land of the Ten Thousand Beasts Plain, he had only taken two steps before he heard the old fox on his shoulder sigh softly.

"What's wrong?" asked the old fox.

The old fox shook his head and chuckled, but there was obviously a little puzzlement in his words: "Why do you say that I have a feeling of 'being more timid about my hometown'?"

Jia Jia was speechless for a while, and she didn't expect that this old fox still had a "literary atmosphere", of course, she also noticed that the old fox just used 'me', not the old man, but more like a straight voice in her heart.

"Obviously, the lock demon tower on the plain of ten thousand beasts is the place where the old man is imprisoned, carrying the shame of the old man, but this time I have such a feeling, and it is too aggrieved to think about it. The old fox sighed.

"The younger generation doesn't know. Jia Jia replied, "It's just that if the seniors regret it, the juniors are willing to let go of the seniors." ”

"Hmph! In your heart, the old man is the one who doesn't believe in his words?" the old fox glanced at her contemptuously, and a few traces of ridicule and annoyance flashed in his eyes, "The heart of a villain, the belly of a gentleman!"

"It's the juniors who think too much. Jia Jia smiled, her attitude was sincere, but she said in her heart: This old fox really has no credibility at all.

Of course, Jia Jia didn't say this in front of the old fox, but with the old fox on his shoulder, he walked step by step towards the depths of the Ten Thousand Beasts Plain.

However, the road was smooth sailing, until the moment she set foot in the Plains of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Before entering the periphery, he met four or five groups of Jindan Sanxiu, seeing that those people were a little shabby in terms of magic weapons and clothing, and the moment they were surrounded by the four or five groups of Jindan Sanxiu, Jia Jia guessed that there must be something else.

"I don't know what a few people want?" Jia Jia asked the four or five groups of Jindan cultivators.

The monk led by the monk cultivated in the late Jindan period, the realm was stable, and now the world is really a bit rampant.

The man held an eight-foot Yueyan long knife, "brushed", and stretched it out in front of Jia Jia, and the tip of the long knife was aimed at Jia Jia: "How about it? Leave the storage between your fingers, the magic weapon, and I'll let you go!"

When it came to storage, the monk obviously paused for a moment, looked up and down, and then realized that this was really a fat sheep recently, and he actually had such good things as a storage magic weapon.

The refining of ordinary storage magic weapons cannot be regarded as easy, and can be refined into bracelets, belts, tattoos, necklaces and other things, but it is necessary that the master of Qi training cannot be refined into first-class and small things such as rings and earrings. And the ring in the hand of the Jindan nun in front of them was faintly surrounded by a circle of light from a distance, which made them jump out in a hurry, preparing to intercept the way.

Nowadays, in the cultivation world, Jindan monks are rampant, they are four or five people in a line, and they don't know how many Jindan monks are alone, but it is always the nature of men, and they have a few hearts of pity and cherishment, and ordinary female cultivators are too lazy to start if they are not in special circumstances.

But otherwise, not to mention the storage ring on the hand, it is not something that ordinary monks can have. The group observed for a long time, and saw that she did come alone, and only chattered in her mouth, so they guessed that most of them were the second generation of cultivators who were stimulated, and ran out alone.

Although he is afraid of the identity of the "second generation of cultivators", he is in danger of seeking wealth and wealth, not to mention that the female cultivator is worth a fortune when he manages the storage ring, not to mention the things next to him?

Didn't waste the fat sheep in vain, a few people would have a moment's mind, and made a decision immediately, although the cultivation world couldn't help lust, but the number of singles still accounted for more than half, among them, it can be seen that most of the cultivation world does not attach much importance to the word love. At present, the fat sheep has long forgotten about the fragrance and cherishing the jade.

"I don't have anything good, please let me go. Seeing that the second-generation female cultivator was only slightly stunned, she came back to her senses and calmly discussed the issue of "letting it go" with everyone.

The faces of the Jindan monks who blocked the way sank at the moment, and after a few moments, they had robbed and robbed together for four or five years, and they had invisibly cultivated a tacit understanding.

Seeing that they were openly blocking people, this nun not only did not have any fear, but was calm and self-controlled, thinking that it was not small to come to the background, even if she was spared, what if she was spared? I am afraid that the people behind her will also come to them to seek revenge. Under such circumstances, it is natural to prefer to kill by mistake rather than let go.

Thinking of this, the late Jindan monk who took the lead shouted at the moment, and the eight-foot-long Yueyan long knife immediately rushed straight to the face of the female cultivator, and the four Jindan monks behind him also sacrificed their own natal magic weapons, stood in all directions, and attacked her.

There is nothing missing in this position. Jia Jia sighed: I think I am also a veteran of robbery.

Thinking about it this way, seeing the long knife of the moon weir in front of him, his feet moved lightly, but in an instant, he took advantage of the slightly wider half-foot-long exit to a place not far from those people, and looked over through the black veil.

The female self-cultivation method in front of her is extremely weird, and it is not easy to get along with at first glance. The Jindan monk who took the lead couldn't help but sweat coldly, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he was afraid that he had encountered an iron plate this time. No, the concept of strong men and weak women in the cultivation world is deeply rooted, even if the two monks are in the same Jindan stage, generally speaking, the strength of male cultivators is always much higher than that of female cultivators, which is also the reason why they will take it lightly when they see this female cultivator who is chattering and talking to herself.

If you know a round, you will have an immediate opinion. In this way, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Jindan monk who took the lead, and he couldn't let her go, thinking about it like this, the Yueyan long knife in the hand of the Jindan monk went straight to the Jiajia noodle door: "Lian Jiazi! ”

If it weren't for this situation, Jia Jia really wanted to clap his hands and shout "good", and the Jindan monk who took the lead was also a figure, and he was indeed not slow to turn around.

But that's all, although the group of bear children in Yunkai Academy is sometimes annoying, if you really want to talk about strength, among these five monks, even the strongest leader monk can be said to be far behind the group of bear children in Yunkai Academy.

Besides, these five monks were not right in the first place, and when they saw that the situation was not good, they took the lead in attacking her, and they were even more merciless, although Jia Jia could understand the mood of such people who couldn't strike a blow and hit desperately, if she was in this position, maybe she would also shoot the same, but for such monks who were not good in the first place, Jia Jia was naturally not in the mood to be such a good person.

Thinking of this, he didn't make much movement, just attacked in the direction of the leading monk with one hand.

The Jindan monk who took the lead saw that her movements were obviously not fast, and her plain white fingertips came lightly, putting the wrong willow through the flowers, shuttling in, looking very leisurely, slow but fast, but in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of her. (To be continued......)