In his other hand, King Qinghe took monk TanQian's bag and poured out a large number of scriptures, including yellowed paper scriptures, scriptures carved from bamboo slips, and scriptures carved from tortoise shells, with dozens of volumes.

"A poor monk is really all Buddhist scriptures!" The king of the Qing Dynasty held his chin, looking a little disappointed. He turned over the Scriptures for a long time, and then packed them again.

Ning Xiaochuan stood aside, staring at the king of Qinghe, his lips moved, and finally did not tell her the origin of these scriptures, saying, "king of Qinghe, I have some things to do, and I can't go back to cut the sky and the barren mountains for the time being. When I finish what I have to do, I will go back to see you."

Ning Xiaochuan came to jiuyuejiang originally to find the magic medicine for Yu Ningsheng, and at the same time, to find the ground product Xuanshi, so that the Xuanshi doll can reach the battle power of heaven and man, so as to deal with the crisis of Yu Lan empire.

Yu Ningsheng has become the guardian of the blood red camel, and has gone to the unknown territory. I think her injury has healed, so there is no need for Ning Xiaochuan to worry about her.

Originally, Ning Xiaochuan had found a Teppanyaki, but that Teppanyaki was exhausted in several wars.

If there were no Xuanshi, with his current cultivation, it would be impossible to compete with heaven and man.

Once emperor Yulan, or the sword saint, walks out of the discussion of Tao, he must step into the realm of heaven and man. If there is no cultivation of heaven and man, how can we compete with them?

Therefore, Ning Xiaochuan must go to Jiuyue Xinjiang again.

The king of Qinghe was slightly stunned at first, blinked his big eyes, and said, "but you are my servant. You must do whatever I ask you to do. If I ask you to go back with me to cut the waste mountains, you must be obedient."

"Sorry! I'm not anyone's servant."

Ning Xiaochuan's face was very serious, and the tianwu vitality in his body ran rapidly. With the blood flowing through his body, he spread the body method of rainbow movement, turned into a colorful streamer, and rushed down the mountain.

"Whew!"

In just a moment, Ning Xiaochuan's body changed seven directions in a row, and each time he moved, he would span a distance of tens of feet.

After the seventh move, we reached the crescent lake.

He jumped, spread a pair of light wings on his back, and dived under the cliff.

Soon he fell to the ground and rushed towards the black ghost forest.

After he cultivated tianwu vitality, his speed was extremely fast. Even those who were in the same level with him might not be able to see his figure clearly.

"Wow!"

Behind him, a huge evil spirit came, and a blue cloud rushed after him!

Ning Xiaochuan stared back and was startled. The king of green had chased 30 feet away. His long black hair swayed up, and his blue Luo shirt was closely attached to his delicate body, outlining a graceful and delicate curve.

How can she be so fast?

"Ning Xiaochuan, what are you running for? You still want to run in front of me. Don't you know that 'speed' is my specialty?"

Just a breath of time, the king of Qing has caught up with him ten feet away, and his mouth emits a silver bell like laughter, as if it were ringing in Ning Xiaochuan's ear.

Ning Xiaochuan's speed is not slow. Even if he meets ordinary martial artists in the heaven and man realm, he may escape.

However, King Qingyu is not an ordinary martial artist in heaven and man. She is a monster of birds and is good at speed. Even a martial artist in heaven and man is unlikely to escape from her hands.

The king of Qing ran after Ning Xiaochuan and planned to catch her.

However, at this time, a black ghost fog rushed out of the black fog ghost field, overwhelming.

"Boom!"

That piece of ghost fog condensed into a huge ghost shadow, revealing a ferocious mouth, and bit at Ning Xiaochuan and King Qinghe.

"Ghost king!"

The Green King frowned, stabbed the golden holy spear from the fish net book, and a piece of golden holy light burst out from the spear tip, turning into a huge golden Jiaotou, hitting the giant ghost king.

After the golden holy spear fell into the hands of King Qingyu, the power it showed naturally became extremely terrifying.

With just one blow, the ghost fog above the sky was scattered.

"Ow!"

In the fog, there was a long angry howl.

A ghost body more than 80 meters tall came out of the ghost fog, with black skin all over, three huge heads, and long blood red hair all over his head.

It has a total of six arms, two of which are human hands, two of which are animal claws, and two of which are giant hoofs.

This is the real body of the ghost king!

The king of the giant ghost is the master of the black fog ghost, who once devoured heaven and man. He is definitely a terrible taboo undead!

Qing Wang's face also slightly changed. When he looked at Ning Xiaochuan again, where was there any trace of Ning Xiaochuan?

When the king of Qingyu and the king of the giant ghost fought, Ning Xiaochuan took the opportunity to escape. At this moment, he has fled hundreds of miles away.

Ning Xiaochuan turned around and stared at the distance. He saw that the king of Qing Dynasty had been fighting with the ghost king. It was dark, and the ghost gas and the demon gas were constantly colliding. Just the aftermath of the battle came out, which shook Ning Xiaochuan dozens of meters away.

"The king of Qingyu is so terrible. No wonder even the king of holy fish and the king of three tailed Canghu won't fight with her. She can fight with the king of the giant spirit. It shouldn't be difficult to retreat."

Ning Xiaochuan doesn't have a bad feeling for Qing Wang, but she is childish and domineering, and feels that everything is hers, like a little girl who is not very sensible!

However, although the king of Qing Yu was somewhat unreasonable, he was very protective of his subordinates. In order to protect Ning Xiaochuan and others, he dared to offend the king of holy fish and the king of three tailed Canghu at the same time. Any other beast king or human overlord would never do this.

Ningxiaochuan did not dare to stay in the burial mountain. In case King Qinghe defeated the king of the giant ghost, he would surely catch him again and take him back to be a footman.

He rushed out of the black fog ghost field at full speed and rushed to the direction outside the burial mountain.

"I don't know how many people in the scattered cultivation of martial arts came out of the buried god mountain alive?"

Together with Ning Xiaochuan, there are 53 martial arts practitioners who enter the burial mountain, all of whom are the seventh or more powerful in the territory of the earth.

When entering the burial mountain, Ning Xiaochuan promised them that he would take them out when he went out.

Since he said this, Ning Xiaochuan would not throw them into the burial mountain.

"Almost nine months have passed. If they are still alive, they must have gathered together."

Ningxiaochuan rushed to the first negotiated rendezvous. In order to be careful, he didn't immediately break into the rendezvous, but separated a mind and went to check the situation inside first.

At the rendezvous, it is set in a secret mountain depression, with no grass and jagged rocks. Not far from the mouth of the mountain depression is the dead gas zone surrounding the buried god mountain, and wisps of gray gas clouds form a death fog.

Inside the mountain depression, there were actually more than ten people gathered there, all monks who entered the burial mountain with Ning Xiaochuan nine months ago.

Monk TanQian, situ Jing and Zen toad were not there. They should have left the burial mountain first.

With the virtue of monk TanQian, if there is no way to leave the burial mountain, he will certainly stay shamelessly, and it is impossible to take the initiative to ask to leave with the Zen toad.

Those monks in the depression were very upset. After all, they had been waiting for nine months, and their calm state of mind was wiped out.

"You say, has Ning Xiaochuan died in the burial mountain?" A big man with brass skin all over said.

"More than 50 of us came in together, and only a dozen of us survived. It is not impossible for Ning Xiaochuan to die in the burial mountain. If we continue to wait like this, I am afraid it is no different from waiting for death." Said a Taoist in a purple robe.

"Don't be impatient. Wait another month. If Ning Xiaochuan still doesn't come back, we'll arrange an array and venture into the dead zone outside the burial mountain. Everyone must have gained some gains when entering the burial mountain. If you take out your cards, you don't have to have a chance to escape."

Other monks also nodded and sighed. Without Jiupin Xuanqi to protect their bodies, they had to work hard.

"Dada!"

Footsteps sounded.

Ning Xiaochuan walked into the depression and said with a smile, "you've been waiting for a long time!"

Seeing Ning Xiaochuan appear, all martial artists were happy and hurriedly stood up.

Taoist scalper laughed and said, "the old Taoist knew that your boy was fated and could not fall so easily. By the way, what about your friends?"

"They should have left the burial mountain first." Ning Xiaochuan glanced at all the martial artists present. There were a total of 14 people, almost all of whom were in the Ninth level of the earth statue, and only two of them stepped into the first level of the heaven ladder.

Those who can survive are naturally people with relatively stronger cultivation.

Moreover, they are not the monks of martial arts, or the monks of small families and small Taoist temples. It is impossible to have a complete practice of martial arts at all. It is also normal for them to be trapped and die in the Ninth level of dezun territory.

Of course, the small families here are also small compared with the forces at the level of the nine clan.

In fact, I'm afraid their family's power can be compared with, and even more powerful than, the Marquis of Jiange.

With Ning Xiaochuan's current state and the three nine grade Xuanqi on his body, it is naturally easy to escort them out of the burial mountain.

After walking out of the burial mountain, Ning Xiaochuan put away the single round star ball and said to them, "now, you can all leave. Why don't you go your own way!"

"Young master Ning, thank you this time. If you have time to visit Tianwei City, I am the Lord of Tianwei City, and I will receive young master Ning with the highest etiquette." A middle-aged man whose cultivation reached the Ninth level of the earth reverence.

A Taoist in her thirties said, "young master Ning, although we Qixia Temple are all nuns, we never allow any man to climb Qixia mountain. However, if young master Ning comes to visit, I'm also very welcome!"

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Those monks thanked Ning Xiaochuan one after another and invited him to be a guest. Ning Xiaochuan responded one by one, claiming that he would visit him when he had time in the future.

The crowd left one after another, and only Taoist scalper had not left. He said, "I don't know what plans Prince Ning has next?"

What Ning Xiaochuan wants to do most now is naturally to find a complete book of martial arts and ground Xuanshi. However, these two things are not easy to find. I'm afraid I have to go to the nine clan and the four Avenue temple before I can gain something.