Chen Xiaoming sat at the table, glanced at the latter's cultivation, and nodded.

In this way, there is a little maid appearance. The cultivation base of the previous Qi Condensation Stage was too weak.

"Alright, let's make do with it."

After speaking, Chen Xiaoming stood up and whispered to Ouyang Qian and the thin man.

"Let's go."

Just now recovering from the shock of her cultivation, Ouyang Qian asked in a daze, "Sir, where are we going?"

Chen Xiaoming looked into the distance, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes.

When the middle-aged man said that Xuan Bingzong would not let him go, he, Chen Xiaoming, was the one who was most afraid of trouble.

There is a saying that is very good.

If the problem cannot be solved, then kill the person who raised the problem, then there will be no problem!

"Let's go to Xuan Bingzong!"

Chapter 217 Sending You Down

Fourth-level cultivation country, Xuan Bingzong

As a fourth-level cultivation country, Yunkaiguo has numerous domestic sects, large and small, scattered all over Yunkaiguo, and Xuanbing Sect, as the largest sect in the northwest border of Yunkaiguo, its sect is located in the vast Yunkaiguo Within Luoxue Mountain, with the help of the heaven and earth of Yunluo Snow Mountain, gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius.

In the sect, there is the existence of the ancestors of the gods transformation period, even in the entire Yunkaiguo, they are in the forefront.

"Hey, have you heard? It is said that several senior brothers in the sect were killed by others in Hansha City."

"Huh? Are you kidding me, someone in Hansha City dares to offend our Xuanbing Sect?"

"I also heard that it is said that it is not the forces in the city, but the monks from outside."

"The Zongmen Law Enforcement Hall has been busy these two days."

"…………"

Inside the sect, the disciples of the Xuan Bing Sect were talking. You said, I said, and it didn't take long to piece together the general situation.

At the time when the Xuan Bing Sect sent a large number of personnel to search for the whereabouts of Chen Xiaoming and others, outside the Xuan Bing Sect's great formation, the wind and snow filled the air, and three figures came slowly.

"Sir, it should be ahead."

The three of them are Chen Xiaoming, Ouyang Qian and others. They were all missed by others. Chen Xiaoming didn't want to be disturbed all the time, so he simply resolved these disturbers at one time.

Thinking about how Xuan Bingzong was looking for himself for a middle-aged man, he wanted to have a good relationship with the middle-aged man.

In order to prevent the middle-aged man from being lonely below, Chen Xiaoming showed great mercy, worked harder by himself, and helped send his sect down to accompany him.

"Well, back off."

His steps stopped, Chen Xiaoming had already felt the great formation of the Xuanbing Sect in front of him. The strength of the formation would be troublesome even if he came to the Spirit Transformation stage, but it was enough for a fourth-level cultivation country.

He pointed his right finger lightly in front of him, and saw a transparent spiritual formation in the snow. A silver light flashed over Chen Xiaoming's right finger, and Ouyang Qian saw behind him. His eyes condensed, and his body trembled.

It was a heart palpitation, as if it came from the gap in the blood.

"Crack, click, click..."

With a soft sound, cracks appeared on the curtain of the aura, Chen Xiaoming's body surged, and he pointed his finger on the curtain.In the next second, the curtain shattered instantly, turning into countless gleaming dots, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"Who broke my Xuan Bingzong great formation?"

The great formation was shattered, and in the depths of the snow-capped mountains in the distance, several figures moved in. The leader of them had a cultivation level that reached the peak of the Nascent Soul period.

Between the gestures, there is a wave of spiritual energy.

But in an instant, several eyes locked on Chen Xiaoming's body, and several spiritual senses swept over, and saw several cultivators of the Xuanbing Sect who were at the Nascent Soul stage, all frowning.

The old man at the peak of Nascent Soul, headed by him, looked at Chen Xiaoming up and down, but he didn't act rashly.

"Is it your Excellency breaking my sect formation?"

Originally, the Zongmen Grand Formation was broken, and the ancestors of the Zongmen would definitely appear. After all, the Zongmen Grand Formation could resist the cultivators of the God Transformation Stage. When such a strong person arrives, there is no Soul Transformation Stage, and there is no way to resist it.

But the ancestor of the sect is in retreat, unless the sect is alive and dead, he cannot be disturbed.

"What is it, what is it not."

With a light sentence, Chen Xiaoming slowly raised his head and glanced at the sky above, standing in the air, looking down at the people of the Xuan Bing Sect, his face could not help but become displeased.

He took out the purple elixir from his arms, and Chen Xiaoming threw it at the top of the void.

"Be careful."

An elder in the middle Nascent Soul Stage of Xuan Bing Sect shouted loudly in an instant, the spiritual energy surged in his body, and a spiritual light shot out with practice, and went straight to the purple elixir.

"Boom."

Pi Lian hit the purple elixir, and saw that the purple elixir was torn apart under the aura, turned into mustard powder, and the faint aroma was scattered.

Chen Xiaoming smiled slightly, and his eyes swept over the five people in the air.

Seeing this, the headed old man didn't know why, but his heart suddenly felt like something bad would happen.

"Huh? No, there is something wrong with the aroma!"

The aroma was fragrant, the old man just smelled it, and instantly reacted. At the same time, he frowned and shouted to several people behind him.

However, it was too late, seeing that the four people behind them were all in great pain, and kept pinching their necks with both hands, as if this would relieve the pain.

"Huh? Not good!"

The old man at the head was also ready to help others, but just at the beginning, the half-sip of the aroma he had inhaled before played a role in the body, an indescribable pain emerged, the old man frowned, and his body could not help stiffening.

The originally stable spiritual energy became chaotic at this moment, and the old man and a few people behind him fell down involuntarily and stood in the snow.

Chen Xiaoming glanced at the other party, and his eyes mainly stayed on the leading old man.

Although the level of the medicinal pills refined by oneself is not high, it is the first one who can see the problem at a glance.

"What have you done to us?"

A dignified cultivator, even at the peak of the Yuan Ying period, the old man was actually injured by the medicine pill at this moment, which was a shame.

"I'm a doctor, what did you say I did?"

With a few fingers, another purple medicinal pill appeared in his hand, the old man's expression changed, and his eyes looked at Chen Xiaoming with a little more solemnity.

One pill made them go so far, and with another pill, the old man felt that he might not be able to hold it any longer.

"You can't let him succeed."

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the old man at the head was also decisive, the spiritual energy of the Nascent Soul surged out of his body, and a flying knife flew out of the storage bag around his waist.

The flying knives flickered with fascinating fluctuations, and a faint spiritual energy permeated the flying knives. At first glance, it was a magic weapon with a high level.

"cut!"

With a low voice, the old man's eyes fixed on Chen Xiaoming, no matter whether you are a mortal or a cultivator, he will kill you with one sword.

"Oh, cut my heart to death!"

With a sigh, this is the first few people who want to kill him, Chen Xiaoming almost can't remember clearly.

But it didn't matter, he raised his head slightly and glanced at the flying knife, Chen Xiaoming waved his right hand at the flying knife, and the next second the flying knife landed in his hand.

"Ok!"

His own blow was easily broken, and the old man headed knew that he and the others were afraid of the worst.

Just thinking that the other party is obviously an old monster, he actually deliberately concealed his cultivation, came to the Xuan Bingzong to make trouble, and even more brazenly used poison pills, making them unable to move if they were careless.

He is the Great Elder of the Xuanbing Sect, Lu Liang, no matter what, I am not convinced, let alone reconciled.

"call out."

With a flick of his finger, the purple elixir in his hand flew towards the old man and others. Although Chen Xiaoming was helpless, he still had a smile on his face.

"It's over, I'll send you down for reunion."

Chapter 218 Seniors, are you missing any accessories?

The poison pill flew away, and the expression of Lu Liang, the elder of the Xuanbing Sect, changed greatly. From the poison pill, he felt a strong death threat, the spiritual energy in his body was running to the extreme, and the power of Nascent Soul was used even more, and he wanted to break it. The opponent's immobilization technique, but no matter how hard he tried, it would be of no avail.

"boom."

With a muffled sound, the poison pill exploded among several people, and wisps of purple mist erupted, shrouding them.

The nearest third elder of the Xuanbing Sect, his body was slightly stained, and in the next second, purple spread all over his body, but after a while, the third elder was enveloped in purple mist, his eyes suddenly popped out from his eyes, and his lips were white. The color, the spiritual energy and the power of Nascent Soul that were surging all over the body, actually disappeared at this moment. What is even more terrifying is that everyone's consciousness swept over, but they were unable to detect the vitality of the other party.

"Boom."

The purple body suddenly swelled, and the spiritual energy and the power of Nascent Soul in the body converged towards the dantian. With a light sound, the mist moved slightly, and the three elders in the purple mist directly turned into a cloud of mist, which merged with the purple mist. The two are one, leaving no flesh and blood.

"Om..."

The purple mist was flowing slowly, and at the position of the third elder just now, a round and uniform purple medicinal pill was swirling, and the medicinal pill was exuding faint aura fluctuations and the power of Nascent Soul.

"This, this is!"

Looking at the medicinal pills in front of him, and feeling the familiar aura from above, Lu Liang, the great elder of the Xuanbing Sect, couldn't help feeling chills.

Even if it was about the double cultivation of the furnace, he had seen it several times, but it turned his life into a pill, but it shocked him.

At this moment, everyone in the Xuan Bing Sect looked at the purple medicinal herb in front of them in horror. The medicinal medicinal herb exuded a seductive medicinal fragrance, but no one cared about it.

Even Ouyang Qian, who was behind Chen Xiaoming under her body, changed her face greatly at this moment, lowered her head and rolled her stomach, forcing herself not to think about it.

"Look up and keep your eyes open."

The stern voice came, it was Chen Xiaoming's voice, Ouyang Qian had to raise her head again, and when she saw the pill in her eyes, she thought that it was a person before, a living person.

"Remember, never be kind to your enemies."

Yu Guang glanced at Ouyang Qian behind him. After all, the other party was still a little girl. If the other party didn't follow her and didn't step into the realm of self-cultivation, then she naturally wouldn't understand.

Perhaps, in the chaos, she will be killed by the people of Xuanbingzong, thus ending her life.

"They are in my eyes, but they are like ants. I can slap them to death. Do you know why I don't?"

Ouyang Qian was stunned when she heard the words, and looked up at Chen Xiaoming puzzled.

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