Chapter 1155 Go Back and Practice for Another Five Hundred Years

"Boom! Boom!"

As soon as the giant fist arrived, the two figures were directly thrown into the air, and they couldn't help vomiting blood in the air.

With a thought, Song Yan put away the Dharma photo, returned to the size of a normal person, stretched out his hand, and all five of them were captured by him in front of him.

"Do you want to die or live?" Looking at them, Song Yan asked.

"Our fate is in your hands, life and death are only in your mind, why bother to ask us!" Nanquan said with a sneer.

Song Yan smiled: "If you don't want to die, you have to worship me as master. If you want to die, it's easy, I can give you a ride!"

Hearing this, the eyes of the other four fell on Nan Quan.

Hesitating slightly, Nanquan said: "Our sect has an agreement with the Duke of Qi. If we betray the Duke of Qi, we will be hunted down by both the Duke of Qi and the master!"

Song Yan said: "Don't worry about this, I will send you to a place to practice after you think you are the master, and when you reach the distraction period, how about coming out to serve me?"

"Impossible!" Nanquan shook his head: "We don't have follow-up exercises, even if we retreat for thousands of years, it is difficult to practice distraction!"

Song Yan smiled confidently: "You don't have to worry about this, I can give you the exercises of the distraction period, not only that, I can also give you the exercises of the fusion period! Well, having said so much, it should be your choice It's time!"

"Ants are still alive, let alone monks like us who have practiced for thousands of years, I am willing to worship you as master!" As soon as the words fell, Nanquan bowed deeply to Song Yan.

"Very good!" Song Yan nodded in satisfaction, and slowly glanced at the other four people.

"Zhao Kang greets the master!"

"Jiefei pays respects to the master!"

"Long Jun greets the master!"

"Feng Tianyang pays his respects to the master!"

After accepting five more men who were out of body, Song Yan was very satisfied, and said: "The place I want to send you to is too important, and if it is revealed, it will cause death. Your soul has planted a restriction, do you have any objection?"

Of course, the five of them did not dare to say that they had any opinions, so Song Yan soon drove the puppet supernatural power into their souls, and then led them to the temple.

Afterwards, he taught them a skill called "War God".

Although this "Spirit of War" is incomplete, it can be cultivated to the realm of immortals. Therefore, the five people almost went crazy with joy after getting this cultivation method. Afterwards, Song Yan gave each of them 10,000 top-grade spirit crystals.

Finally, Song Yan adjusted the time in the temple to a hundred times and let them practice in it.

In a desolate courtyard in Duke Qi's mansion, Jiang Bao was tossing and turning on a chessboard alone. Suddenly, he frowned: "Come here!"

The next moment, a guard came in and said respectfully, "Chief Manager, what are your orders?"

"Team C has been gone for less than half an hour, why hasn't anyone been brought back?" Jiang Bao asked in a deep voice.

There are five guard teams in the Duke's Mansion, named after A, B, C, Ding Wu.

Among them, Team A is the most powerful, and it is all composed of masters in the distraction period. This guard team shoulders the safety of the Duke's Mansion, and it will not be used under normal circumstances.

The captain of Team B is a master at the distraction stage, and the other five players are at their peak in the late stage of OBE.

The next Bingding and Ding teams, both the captain and the players, are in the late stage of out-of-body.

The rest of the E-shaped team, except for the captain, is in the late stage of OBE, and all five members are in the middle stage of OBE.

Outside of the five major guards, there are many ordinary guards, but even the lowest guards in the Duke's Mansion have the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Return to the chief executive, there is no news yet!"

Hearing the guard's report, Jiang Bao's frown deepened. It stands to reason that with Nanquan's strength and the five late-stage guards, no matter how strong the kid is, he is not their opponent. Why is it so? For a long time, I haven't seen them return.

"Go, call me Sirius!"

"yes!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, a man in black with gloomy eyes and a cold face came to this desolate courtyard.

The visitor saluted indifferently: "Cong Sirius has seen the chief executive."

Jiang Bao said in a deep voice: "Captain Cong, Nanquan of the C team took people to the outer city to arrest the murderer who killed the little grandpa and has not returned. You can take people there!"

"Does the chief executive have any orders?" Cong Sirius asked.

"Well, it's better to keep alive." Jiang Bao thought for a while, he knew that Cong Sirius was cruel by nature, and few people who fell into his hands would survive, so he was worried that he would not keep alive, so he added: "This It was requested by the father-in-law!"

"knew!"

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Half a quarter of an hour later, Cong Sirius came outside the low courtyard with five masters who were at their peak in the late stage of OBE.

"Captain, why is there no movement inside?" a team member asked.

"There is a formation inside, first tear down this courtyard wall!" Cong Sirius narrowed his eyes and said sinisterly.

"Boom!"

As soon as his words fell, one of the team members started to blow down the wall.

"Captain, what should we do next?" the team member asked again.

"Blast the formation directly!" Cong Sirius said.

"yes!"

For a moment, the other five team members manipulated their magic weapons to bombard the formation in the courtyard, and suddenly, a colorful mask emerged.

"Boom! Boom!"

The six magic weapons bombarded heavily on the mask of the formation, creating circle after circle of ripples. Song Yan, who was in the formation, saw this scene, but a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth. The formation he carefully arranged How can it be so easy to destroy.

Time passed slowly, and the bombardment lasted for a quarter of an hour, but the formation still had no tendency to break. For a moment, the faces of the five guards were a little ugly.

"You all get out of the way!"

Cong Sirius gave a soft drink, and raised his right hand. Suddenly, a black energy ball quickly condensed in his palm. During his breathing, the black energy ball had reached the size of a basketball. The terrifying aura emanating from it made the The five guards all looked terrified, and subconsciously backed away a few steps.

"go!"

With a light swipe, the energy ball flew up and hit the formation.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the energy ball exploded, causing the light of the energy mask to quickly dim.

Seeing this scene, the guards couldn't help cheering loudly.

But after a while, when the aftermath dissipated, the already dim mask of the formation actually brightened up again. For a moment, the faces of the five guards froze.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the formation, and said mockingly: "A group of idiots, you just want to break the young master's formation, go back and practice for another five hundred years!"

"Bastard, you are courting death!"

A guard urged the flying sword to kill Song Yan, but the figure flashed, and the opponent's flying sword pierced through the air, but a voice came from the formation: "Fools, hurry up and break the formation, the young master is waiting in the formation." I'm watching you!"