In the arena, there are tens of thousands of years of spiritual objects accumulated in the Onitum, which is amazing. Ning An had thought of robbing and escaping from here again, but the trace of fighting against the sky on his body warned him to leave quickly, as if he was one step too late and could never leave again.

After he left the arena like a stunning rainbow, Zhang Wu and the other two walked out of a hidden corner

Hong Fu looked at the leaving figure in amazement and said in disbelief, "It looks like the boy we were chasing before, but why has it become so terrifying in just a short time? The golden elixir monk can't reach this level, right?"

"No matter how he became like this, but looking at his actions, he seemed to be chased by someone." Yuan Shuang looked at the direction of Ning An leaving and frowned.

"It seems that something is going to happen here. You can go quickly. Zhang Wen's life is not broken. I will complete it alone." Zhang Wu looked at the circular hill in the distance and said firmly, "I have been waiting here for more than half a year. Since Zhang Wen has been unable to come out for a long time, I will go in to find him. Perhaps the changes that happened below will make me more likely to get in."

Hearing this, the other three suddenly looked different

After tracking Zhang Wen into the circular hill, the four of them decided to wait for their work and try to give a fatal blow after Zhang Wen came out.

But what the few people didn't expect was that Zhang Wen and his friends had been there for more than half a year, and thousands of people entered here in the middle, and strangely, they didn't come out again

Just now, after seeing Ning'an shooting down hundreds of ghosts, Zhang Wu and his men also vaguely guessed that the round hill was probably the gathering place for ghosts. The monks who entered before must have been in danger.

"How can it work?" Yun Hui's face turned red

Just as the few people were arguing, a faint black shadow ran out quickly against the ground, and the one that followed was Gou Ping's vulgar body.

Gou Ping's posture was extremely strange at this time. He was like a local dog, with his limbs lying on the ground, and his steps were flying like flying. He could even run a hundred feet away in one breath.

As soon as the two of them left the round hill, a white light spot as big as a fist suddenly appeared above the remains of the bone spider. After it wandered around in the air, it sank into the bone spider's body.

Then, a large number of bone pieces floated on the four walls of the bone hall, like dense bee swarms, sticking to the broken parts of the bone spider.

After a while, the bone spider's injuries were intact and he stood up again

"For tens of thousands of years, the souls of the Nine Life have been gone, and they are all thanks to Xu Jingzhi. It's so hateful." The low roar of the bone spider sounded again, and his red eyes showed extremely annoyed look.

After a while, it shook its head and waved its eight claws irritably, "Forget it, next time I meet you, I will dodge it directly, not mentioning the lost soul. If something goes wrong here and disturbs the master's retreat, a hundred lives will not be enough to fill it."

Just as it was talking about resentment, a sarcasm suddenly sounded, "Hehe, old spider, more than 30,000 souls need to be recharged, how do you feel?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a skeleton about three or four feet tall suddenly stepped in from outside the door.

"Old Bones, don't go to watch your trial place, what are you doing here? Did you make a special trip to watch me joke?" Bone Spider snorted coldly.

"It's nothing, I just noticed the breath of an old friend, so I came over and took a look, but when I saw your appearance, I understood, hahaha, you're busy." The skeleton entered the house and glanced at it, laughing loudly, slowly sank down, and disappeared into a piece of white bones in a moment.

Three days later, in the full moon and cool breeze, deep in the dense forest, Mo Fu sat cross-legged on a round stone, and asked faintly, "Junior brother, don't you really go back to the family with me? Maybe if you wait patiently for a few years, the border will be relaxed, and you will naturally be able to return to the Huangyu Kingdom safely at that time."

On that day, Ning An, with Xu Jingzhi's intention to fight the sky, broke through the arena in one fell swoop, and found that Mo Fu and Gou Ping followed him secretly.

So it took a little effort to shake the hundreds of ghosts blocking around him in one fell swoop, so that the two of them could leave safely.

Then he opened the way ahead and flew out of the tomb of ghosts.

The only thing that was a little troublesome in the middle was that some sects had laid out several large defensive magic arrays outside Guanyang City, which made him take some trouble to break through one magic array and break out.

"Senior Brother Mo, I still have to return to Huangyu Kingdom as soon as possible." Ning An sat opposite Mo Fu, shook his head and said, "If you have the chance, you will definitely come to Nanxia Kingdom to find Senior Brother Mo to bother for some time in the future."

"Since my junior brother has decided to leave, I will not try to keep it. I hope you and me can drink and talk to each other again." Mo Fu suddenly stood up and said with regret.

Gou Ping, who was squatting beside him, quickly stood up and said to Ning An, "I won't say sad words. I don't know when I will meet again this time. Thank you for your life-saving grace."

After saying that, he hurriedly turned to the top and shouted, "Brother Mo, wait for me, little old man, I'll come out this time, I'll follow you."

Looking at Gou Ping stepping on the ground with all his feet and rushing forward with a vulgarity, Ning An smiled and shook his head, and drank the wine gourd in his hand.

This wine gourd is something that Mo Fu has treasured for hundreds of years. After leaving the arena, he finally took it out to share it with Ning An.

Ning An couldn't help but was forced to drink a few sips with Mo Fu, but at the end, for some reason, suddenly fell in love with this feeling of slightly drunkenness.

Shaking the hollow wine gourd in his hand, Ning An sighed slightly and put it in his arms.

In addition to this wine gourd, there is also a small jade slip in his bag, which is Mo Fu’s cultivation experience so far. Of course, there is also a map attached to the end, which is the location of the Mo family. These two things are considered gifts from Mo Fu before leaving.

"I probably understand what Senior Xu means." Ning An narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the sky with a bright moon in a daze.

Everyone has different circumstances and environments, so the paths they find are naturally different. Xu Jingzhi has an indomitable fighting spirit. People block kill people, ghosts block and destroy ghosts, and they rush around and are extremely arrogant.

Mo Fu is a magic weapon that is very deceitful and famous for its speed, coupled with the unpredictable spiritual pressure and dual attacks of spiritual consciousness, in the same realm, even if this ghost tomb is out, no one will be able to fight against him. I believe that Xu Jingzhi has descended to the foundation-building realm. If he fights with Mo Fu, he will only be five or five at most.

This is the way of the two, with a unique place that others cannot reach

There is also Zhang Wen. The tricks and magic circles used have already seen the edge of the first sight, so although his realm is very low, he is still so respected by the Zhang family.

"So what about my Tao?" Lying on the back on the bluestone, Ning An took out all the magic weapons one by one in front of the moonlight, and finally stopped his eyes on the blood-colored chains.

One person and one thing have been linked to good fortune and misfortune

"Since it has changed, why bother to think about taking the ordinary path?"

Ning An's eyes suddenly became firmer. Under the moonlight, the blood in his pupils was gradually rising.

(End of this chapter)
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