Chapter 397: Nascent Soul Cave Heaven

"Senior, this is not what we just agreed on."

Lin Jing's mouth twitched. If it were just a Longevity Body, the First Generation probably wouldn't have reacted like this. It must be that the object the other party observed, besides the Longevity Body, had some other hidden bloodline.

"Aha, kid, you also know the cultivation speed of the Longevity Body. Forget it, it's estimated that my power has weakened quite a bit, and the observation was a mistake. When I wake up again, we'll do it again."

"At that time, absolutely..."

Shen Nian frowned slightly, and looking closely, it turned out to be Bai Piao, scaring him. It turned out to be her best friend, harmless.

Where the magic power beam of light contacted the light circle, it was constantly melted, but the speed of the light circle that purified everything began to slow down, and finally, it dissipated into nothingness.

Ten years later, this place had restored large-scale vegetation coverage. The surfaces of those factory buildings had been occupied by lush green plants, and the surrounding forests had re-entered the factory area.

Qinyin didn't say much; she silently walked away to search for any valuable property on these bandits.

As a billionaire, Wang Tong felt that raising a robot was not a problem at all.

He discovered that the entire coffin body was already dim and lusterless, the nine dragons wandering inside had also disappeared, and there were cracks everywhere on the exterior, clearly nearly scrapped.

Ding Xu blushed and reached out to pat his apprentice's dog head: "Old Hei, well done. Master is very gratified." Saying this, he grabbed his clothes and pulled the soul wings, turning around and running toward the back of the mountain.

Qiu Ji'an looked at Shen Xin leaving with the silver and was very happy in his heart. Qiu Ji'an and Shen Xin had some friendship before. When Shen Xin encountered things, Qiu Ji'an had helped him, so he could be considered a benefactor to Shen Xin. Qiu Ji'an knew Shen Xin very well; in Qiu Ji'an's view, only this Shen Xin was most suitable for smuggling salt.

In an instant, Ye Xiumiao's brain went blank. The eyes that had originally had some light to see things lost their focus again.

"Better early than late; leave the city before dark today. If it goes smoothly, maybe you can reach Suzhou before the New Year." Zhao Wushang urged again.

"Clang—clang—!" With two crisp sounds, a Japanese sword continuously blocked the back-rolling attacks of two other Japanese swords from the side, completely resolving their momentum. Moreover, to outsiders, this move looked like the Japanese person himself had exerted the force.

With a bang, the huge Demon Tiger was thrown out by Yuan Hong, smashing into a distant big tree, falling to the ground motionless, already dead beyond dead.

If it were taken out, I'm afraid the Wujin Ape party wouldn't be able to escape well. Otherwise, such a giant beast wouldn't avoid it, unwilling to provoke it easily. This made Yuan Hong's heart heavy; I'm afraid the other three clans are also not simple.

"Don't worry, eldest brother, Ying'er knows; I will watch him." Lei Sen saw Lei Ying, who lived under the power of Lei Hu, shake his head, looked at Lei Hu, and said coldly.

Therefore, the competition between Spirit Refining Stage cultivators still relies on the power of their own bodies. Spells have become auxiliary attack methods. This is a bit like the competition between martial arts practitioners in the mortal world.

Han Fu looked exhausted. At this time, seeing them could be said to be afraid of them like tigers, and he didn't know what method to think of to shake them off. Fortunately, the opportunity came at this time; it turned out that the courier Chen Nuo who delivered the letter requested to see him.

"If you have something to say, say it, don't mumble." Liang Xiong looked up at Liang De and said.

Yuan Hong's momentum was stronger than once, forming a wave of momentum, one layer after another, one layer of power stronger than one layer.

It really is that things of a kind gather together; the three are the same, which makes Yang Zhen somewhat difficult. Could it be that, as he thought before, forced to have no way out, he simply relies on his skills to become a thief? Even if it's a chivalrous thief, this is not a martial arts world after all, and it's not a long-term solution. ===== CHAPTER 398 =====