: Stay with me to the end

After the monk surnamed Yan laughed for a while, he said to Qiu Chan: "Since I became the envoy of Jintang Kingdom, no one has rejected my offer. You are still the first. It's interesting, it's interesting."

"Senior, please forgive me. My sister is young and no one cares about her. That's why I verbally clashed with senior. I also hope that senior will not be the same as him." Tang Yunlong said hurriedly. Although Tang Yunlong didn't want Qiu Chan to

He went to Jintang Kingdom, but he didn't want to offend this Jindan monk. Tang Yunlong knew that others almost lost their lives just by looking at his flying boat. Now that Qiu Chan has rejected him several times, he must be very sad.

got angry.

"You have no right to speak here." The monk surnamed Yan snorted coldly, and a powerful spiritual thought was transmitted into Tang Yunlong's sea of ​​consciousness. This spiritual consciousness was very powerful, and Tang Yunlong felt that he was in the sea of ​​consciousness.

It felt like it was about to be torn apart, and he felt that his head was about to explode. Tang Yunlong immediately mobilized his spiritual consciousness to resist this spiritual consciousness, but this was the spiritual consciousness of the Jindan monk, and he actually couldn't resist it.

At this time, the power of the divine consciousness was like sulfuric acid, corroding Tang Yunlong's sea of ​​consciousness bit by bit. At this moment, the soul dragon hidden in Tang Yunlong's sea of ​​consciousness opened its mouth and ate the monk named Yan.

The Taoist consciousness was swallowed up. Tang Yunlong's pressure suddenly eased. Tang Yunlong knew

He said, this monk did not want to kill him, otherwise he would not have been able to resist. If it were not for the soul dragon to help him, it would be very difficult to get rid of these spiritual consciousnesses. At this time, Tang Yunlong's face was pale.

He was so pale that he couldn't move even while standing there.

"Brother Yunlong, what's wrong with you?" Qiu Chan also noticed something was wrong with Tang Yunlong and asked with concern.

"This junior has some abilities." The monk surnamed Yan said coldly. In fact, he was very surprised. What he didn't expect was that his spiritual consciousness had disappeared. Logically speaking, ordinary buildings

The monks in the basic period could not resist his spiritual consciousness. The monk surnamed Yan saw the guest token on Tang Yunlong's body

, thinking that this person is a disciple of that family, but if you don't show him a little bit of prowess, you will lose your face. But as a monk in the Golden Core stage, naturally you can't take action against a junior one after another. If

He knew that if the Gao family was just a mortal family, then he would not be so polite.

The Lord of Lieyan City took a look at the brand on Tang Yunlong's clothes. His expression did not change at all, and he had no intention of taking action. If Tang Yunlong was a monk from that sect, he would still be more scrupulous and help Tang Yunlong a little.

Yunlong. But the token that Tang Yunlong is carrying is the token of the Gao family. The Gao family has declined now, and is no different from a mortal. Naturally, the Lord of Lieyan City will not take action for a monk who is in the early stage of foundation building.

The monk surnamed Yan said coldly: "Little baby, today you have to agree whether you agree or not. I have already promised my sect's Grandma Jinghong to find a disciple for her. Your qualifications are not bad.

Not bad, you should also be grateful if you can be attracted to me

You must know that Grandma Jinghong’s status is on par with that of our sect leader. I didn’t want to tell you this matter originally, but I’m telling you now so that you can be mentally prepared for this.

It will definitely be very helpful to you.”

Qiu Chan looked at Tang Yunlong, with a look of concern on his face. At this time, Qiu Chan's heart had already changed, but it was definitely not because of the Jinghong mother-in-law, but because of Tang Yunlong. If he didn't agree to his promise, he would

Tang Yunlong might be killed. "Should we go or not?" Qiu Chan was confused in her heart.

"Although your brother is about the same age as you, he can now reach the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage. In the Flame Kingdom, he may be considered a fast practitioner, but compared with our Jintang Kingdom, there is still a gap. If you don't believe it, take a look.

You’ll know.” The monk surnamed Yan poured the contents of the wine glass into the glass.

He took a sip, and then said: "Meng Qiyou, go and compete with him, just click and stop, don't hurt his life." A monk in blue clothes walked out from behind the monk surnamed Yan. This

The man is about the same age as Tang Yunlong, and his body exudes powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.

"Disciple, I obey." Meng Qiyou said coldly to Tang Yunlong: "Your consciousness has been hurt, and I won't take advantage of you. If I can't defeat you within five breaths, then I lose."

."

The monks present couldn't help but take a breath of air. What he said was really arrogant. This person has the strength of the middle stage of foundation establishment, and Tang Yunlong has the strength of the early stage of foundation establishment. Although there is a difference in level, Tang Yunlong is at a disadvantage.

But cultivation does not mean anything. Items such as magic weapons, talismans, etc. can have an impact in the fight. Besides, if you can defeat a foundation-building monk within five breaths, even a monk in the late-stage foundation building would not dare to speak like this.

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The monk surnamed Yan was sitting there. He was not worried that Meng Qiyou would lose to Tang Yunlong at all. In fact, such a development was what he was happy to see. Meng Qiyou was his most proud disciple, and he had a lot of spiritual energy.

, and there is nowhere to hide in this restaurant, so Meng Qiyou absolutely cannot lose.

Although there is no change in the face of the city lord of Lieyan City, he is not very happy in his heart. Although the monk surnamed Yan is the envoy of Jintang Kingdom, the lord of Lieyan City will give him face, but for this matter, in his heart

Tang Yunlong also despised the monk surnamed Yan very much.

With the token of the Gao family on his body, he is a monk from the Blazing Kingdom, a monk from his Blazing City. This mid-stage foundation-building monk from the Jintang Kingdom said that he could defeat a foundation-building monk from the Blazing City within five breaths. If this happened

If word spreads, it will be a shame to the Flame Kingdom and the Flame City.

The Lord of Lieyan City saw that the Taoist robe Tang Yunlong was wearing was very ordinary, and he sighed slightly in his heart. Meng Qiyou must have something to rely on when he dared to speak arrogantly. Soon everyone made room for them to fight. Meng Qiyou

Turning the palm of his hand,

A small spiritual sword appeared in his hand. This spiritual sword seemed to be refined from some special spiritual wood. The lines on the spiritual wood seemed to form a formation. This formation was on the sword.

The body was slowly rotating, appearing and disappearing.

"Hui Lun Mu." The Lord of Lieyan City took a breath of spiritual energy. He felt a little unbelievable. The foundation-building monk was holding a spiritual sword refined from Hui Lun Mu. Hui Lun Mu is a very rare spiritual wood.

Regardless of whether they are monks in the foundation-building stage or even in the golden elixir stage, they are very eager to get it. There is a wheel pattern on this Hui Lun wood, which means that this Hui Lun wood is five hundred years old.

The Lord of Lieyan City had an urge to snatch this cup of spiritual sword made of Huilun wood, but his thoughts quickly disappeared. At this time, the Lord of Lieyan City had a deeper understanding of Jintangguo.

I secretly thought in my heart that after I reached the Golden Core stage, I have been busy, basically staying in Lieyan City. When I have time, I must go to Jintang Country to see what that Xuan-level country has.

What's different.

"The Lord of Lieyan City has good eyesight. This spiritual sword is indeed made from five hundred years of Hui Lun wood." The monk surnamed Yan said lightly, as if this matter was a very ordinary thing. "If a period of time is like this,

After being struck by a spiritual sword refined from spiritual wood, it will cause some damage to the spiritual consciousness, and may even cause the pain of reincarnation for several lifetimes in the heart."

After Meng Qiyou used his hand, Tang Yunlong said: "This flying sword is the most common flying sword among my magic weapons. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I can let you go."

Ever since the monk surnamed Yan told about Granny Jinghong, Tang Yunlong had been thinking about this matter. As a monk at the golden elixir stage, monk surnamed Yan had no need to lie. The Granny Jinghong he was talking about, and him

The matter of accepting a disciple must be true. And from what he said, Granny Jinghong's status was higher than his. If Qiu Chan could become his disciple, it wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing.

"Boy, if you insist on holding on for five breaths, I will save your life, but if you dare to beg for mercy, there will be no place for you in Lieyan City from now on." At this time, a voice sounded in Tang Yunlong's mind.

The person who conveyed the message was the Lord of Lieyan City. Tang Yunlong frowned, but soon understood the connection. Even if the Lord of Lieyan City didn't speak, it was impossible for him to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Tang Yunlong said coldly to Meng Qiyou: "If you want to fight, I will accompany you."

"You are very arrogant." Meng Qiyou smiled coldly, and with a shake of his hand, the sword in his hand made a chirping sound, and the formations in the sword flew out one by one, and flew into Tang Yunlong's head in an instant.

Inside, Tang Yunlong's head felt a burst of heartbreaking pain. It was much more powerful than the attack by the monk surnamed Yan just now. Tang Yunlong felt that he was about to lose consciousness, and some very confusing words sounded in his mind.

memory.

"One breath." Meng Qiyou said with a big smile. He shot a spell in his hand and landed on the sword in his hand. The light flashed on the sword, and then a vortex flew out of the sword, and bursts of black appeared in the vortex.

The mist quickly covered the area within three feet of his body.

The Foundation Establishment Stage monks present all looked surprised. They all had the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Naturally, they knew what kind of strength the Foundation Establishment Stage monks had, but Tang Yunlong was unable to fight back under his attack.

This vortex and the black mist seemed to be the factors that determined Tang Yunlong's success or failure.

The city lord of Lieyan City looked very ugly at this time, but he had nothing to do now. He did not expect that this sword made from Hui Lun Mu was so powerful. If he was allowed to use this flying sword, the power it would exert would still be high.

It will increase many times. At this time, Tang Yunlong's sea of ​​consciousness was in chaos. Tang Yunlong's consciousness was growing rapidly at this time, and the soul dragon was constantly rolling in Tang Yunlong's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Two breaths." Meng Qiyou's face was slightly red at this time, and there was a trace of sweat on his head. It was obvious that controlling this flying sword consumed a lot of spiritual energy. "Hui Lun Zhi Wu, let me go."

." Meng Qiyou shouted, his face turned even redder, and the black mist turned into a flying sword, stabbing Tang Yunlong's head.
Chapter completed!