欺凌尤娜2

  When Yu Yan saw the nun from last time, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

  Mu Jin walked in and bowed her hands, "The little girl, Mu Jin, is an external member of Zhenbao Building, and I have met fellow Taoists!"

  Yu Yan returned a salute, "My husband\'s Taoist companion, Yu Yan."

   After sitting down.

  Shen Ping didn\'t speak either, but waited quietly while drinking spirit tea.

   Time passed little by little.

  The only silence in the hall is the sound of breathing.

As the shadow of the small courtyard gradually lengthened, Mu Jin couldn\'t help but say, "Master Shen Fu, Chunmanyuan has to be careful, even if we can get out safely, but when we reach the outskirts of Shiwanda Mountain, there is no strong person to protect us." , I\'m afraid it will be dangerous."

  Shen Ping nodded, "What Fellow Daoist Mu said is not unreasonable, and we will act according to circumstances."

  He is fully prepared.

  Hundreds of golden light symbols.

  Second-order puppet.

  Five armor charms.

   There is also a one-time consumption special magic weapon purchased from Zhenbaolou at the cost of the family.

  These methods have room to deal with the monks in the early stage of foundation establishment.

   Just keep a low profile.

  Based on his cultivation of the eighth level of Qi training, he is still a talisman master who is not good at fighting skills. Even if Chunmanyuan wants to do it, he will not trouble the late foundation establishment monks.

  But what if it is really the late stage of foundation establishment...

  Shen Ping opened the virtual panel and looked at the golden shining talisman.

   Whether you can survive depends on this time.

   Except.

   And the purple bead given by Bai Yuying\'s younger brother.

  The other party belongs to Chunmanyuan, so he must know something about Chunmanyuan\'s situation, at least he won\'t cheat his sister for nothing.

   Thoughts are flying.

  The agreed time has come.

  Shen Ping stood up suddenly, looked at Yu Yan and Mu Jin, "Let\'s go!"

   Step out of the gate of the courtyard.

  The three of them didn\'t look back, and this single-family courtyard will also become dust in the future.

   On the way to Chunmanyuan.

  Bursts of cold air swept through.

  Mu Jin followed closely beside Shen Ping and Yu Yan, looking around from time to time, the city was deserted and deserted, no one knew if there was Jie Xiu hiding in the dark and waiting.

   Walk out of Fangshi.

  When I came to Chunmanyuan, I was not attacked.

  The three of Shen Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

  When she smelled the strong scent of makeup, Matchmaker Zeng had already come out to greet her. She glanced at Yu Yan and Mu Jin, and said with a warm smile, "Master Shen Fu, please come in."

   First came to the private room.

  Matchmaker Zeng drank the spirit tea and said, "Master Shen Fu, three of you."

  Shen Ping took out more than a dozen auxiliary second-order talisman seals, and then took out the remaining amulets.

   "Fellow Daoist Zeng, please take care of me."

   While speaking, he quietly put a Thunder Light Talisman in his hand, revealing a flash of light from between his fingers.

  Matchmaker Zeng\'s eyes jumped and she hurriedly covered Shen Ping\'s palm, got up and said: "There are other fellow Taoists who are not here, I\'ll go to the door to have a look."

   A moment.

  Shen Ping walked out of the private room, glanced at Matchmaker Zeng and followed him to the gate of Chunmanyuan.

   Accept the Lightning Talisman.

  Matchmaker Zeng burst into a smile, and said via voice transmission: "Master Shen Fu, someone will take you to the Yunshan Swamp later, you must remember that when choosing a flying boat, you must choose a purple sword-shaped flying boat!"

  The two briefly transmitted a few words.

   Shen Ping was alert.

  He was a little uncertain about Matchmaker Zeng\'s words, but at the moment he could only choose to believe it.

   I hope that Thunder Light Talisman can be useful!

   About half an hour passed.

  The sky outside was completely gloomy, and the whole city exuded a strange **** light.

  The backyard of Chunmanyuan.

   At this time, more than a hundred monks gathered.

  Some of them smelled strongly of blood, some were nervous, and some were as vigilant as Shen Ping.

   After a while.

   Several monks in black robes and blood-colored masks appeared at the entrance of the backyard. They exuded a faint spiritual pressure, and they were obviously Foundation Establishment monks.

   "All follow closely."

   "If you fall behind, tsk tsk, don\'t blame us."

   Finished speaking.

  These foundation-building monks stepped on the magic weapon and soared into the sky.

   Whoosh, whoosh.

  Shen Ping grabbed Yu Yan and Mu Jin and quickly followed.

  With the strong spiritual power of the eighth level of Qi training, it is not difficult to control the flying magic weapon at all, and other casual practitioners follow closely behind.

   Under the light of blood.

  Yunshanfang gradually became smaller and smaller.

  With the foundation-building monks leading the team, they didn’t encounter any attacks along the way, but when they reached the sky above the Yunshan Swamp, all the monks’ faces became serious. The monsters in the Yunshan Swamp don’t care whether you are a foundation-building or not.

   With the deepening.

   From time to time, a casual cultivator groaned and fell down before he could react.

  The Foundation Establishment cultivator in front didn\'t even look at it.

  Mu Jin was nervously clutching the corner of Shen Ping\'s clothes, and the talisman on her body was shining brightly.

   At the moment.

Shen Ping also didn\'t care about other slaps on his waist, the light shield of the armor spirit talisman enveloped the three of them, such a thick aura attracted the attention of many casual cultivators, and even the foundation-building cultivators in front of them glanced here .

   Bang bang!

   Some monks reacted quickly and avoided the sudden attack of the monsters on the swamp floor. Some monks were unable to dodge but had rich experience in fighting, and soon followed the team again.

   And Shen Ping has armor magic talisman defense, and he was safe and sound after two or three attacks.

   "It\'s the direction of Jinyangzong\'s underground vein!"

  Yu Yan said via voice transmission, "Be careful."

   Shen Ping frowned.

   What did Chunmanyuan take them to the underground mine veins for?

  The night is getting darker.

  The number of monks following the team has shrunk from hundreds to less than half.

  Mu Jin\'s pretty face turned pale.

  She knew that if it wasn\'t for Shen Ping\'s armor talisman, even if she paid 30 talismans, she wouldn\'t be able to reach the depths of the Yunshan Swamp.

   "The front is here!"

   It didn\'t take long for the Foundation Establishment cultivator\'s voice to resound.

  All the surviving casual cultivators heaved a sigh of relief.

Whizzing.

  The light from the magic weapon under their feet was put away, and Shen Ping and others landed on the top floor of the pavilion built by Jin Yangzong in the mineral vein area. There were three small airships on the edge, and the airships were already crowded with monks.

   See the numbness beneath those dark hairs.

   Shen Ping was shocked.

   "Get on the airship quickly!"

  The foundation builder urged, "Each spaceship can only hold twelve people, if it is full, just wait here until the next batch!"

   Heard this.

  The surviving cultivator rushed towards the flying boat with a flash of light.

  Shen Ping led Yu Yan and Mu Jin towards the purple sword-shaped flying boat on the left, and when they landed in the flying boat, he felt a little more at ease.

  At this time, Yu Yan held Shen Ping\'s wrist with some strength.

   Lifting his eyes and following his line of sight, he couldn\'t help but froze for a moment.

  Friend Su Daoist.

  He didn\'t expect to meet this Fellow Daoist Su from Hongliu Lane here.

  The other party seemed to have noticed Shen Ping and Yu Yan, and the numbness in their eyes became more colorful.

  The spaceship did not start and continued to wait.

  About Mozhan tea.

   Several figures in black robes and blood-colored masks flew out of the underground mine veins, and then directly landed on the purple sword-shaped flying boat.

  Boom!

   Trembling.

  The three airships immediately turned into rainbow lights of different colors and flew towards Shiwan Dashan.

  The surviving monks, including Shen Ping, were all in shock.

   There are more monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

  It is very difficult to cross. Only the defensive circle of a large airship can resist the attack of monsters. Once a small airship like Chunmanyuan is attacked by monsters, it is difficult to guarantee safety.

   It\'s just that no one dares to question it at this time.

   Several hours passed.

  The long dark night ushered in a little light, and the light in the distant sky bloomed from the night sky, and the scenery below the flying boat became clear.

  I saw the majestic and majestic, rolling mountains surrounded by clouds and mist, and there were bursts of roars from monsters and beasts from time to time, and some of the roars carried a powerful aura that made the airship tremble and crumble.

   But what was surprising was that none of the monsters attacked the flying boat.

that\'s all.

  Three airships quickly traversed the Shiwanda Mountain.

  All the monks\' tense spirits gradually eased a bit. If the flying boat was not too crowded, Shen Ping would have wanted to sit cross-legged.

   "Senior, where is my sister?"

  Hear the sound transmission.

  Shen Ping subconsciously looked in front of the flying boat, only to see a black-robed and blood-colored masked monk turn around, with suppressed anger in familiar eyes.

   "Qingyang City!"

  He was surprised and immediately replied.

The younger brother Bai Yuying was startled, the anger in his eyes disappeared instantly, and gratitude poured out, "Thank you senior, I didn\'t expect to come out of the Yunshan Swamp alive, senior, don\'t worry, this purple flying boat can leave safely, that purple bead It shouldn’t be needed anymore, but it’s best for seniors to keep it, maybe it will be useful in the future.”

  Shen Ping\'s heart was finally at ease, he hurriedly asked, "Where is the purple flying boat going?"

  …

   If you can’t wait, you can save up. This book has to be written slowly and over your head.