Chapter 297: The Desperate Foreign Aid Team

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"Haha, I've always been strong, okay."

An Lin shook his hair and walked towards Tian Lingling.

He looked at the girl's pink and delicate face and petite figure, and couldn't help but sigh again: "Alas, how come you haven't grown taller after two years?"

"Wow! Fake Taoist, can you speak!?"

When Tian Lingling heard about the height, she immediately exploded, and didn't care why An Lin became so strong, and directly hit An Lin with her fists.

Dabai looked disappointed: "Brother An, is this the beauty you met in the Wa world? Are you blind, or am I? Woof!"

Tian Lingling was stunned, looking at the white-haired giant dog next to her, a little confused.

Dabai spoke in the beast spirit language, which can reach people's hearts directly without translation.

"Wow! Even your beast pet wants to slander me, what's the intention!"

She had never been scolded by a dog before, and now she hit An Lin harder.

An Lin: "..."

Qinghe Sword Immortal laughed when he saw An Lin, and took the initiative to come up: "Fellow Daoist An Lin, thank you for your help!"

"You're welcome, we are all old acquaintances." An Lin waved his hand.

At this time, the seven monks behind him also fell from the sky.

These students did not hide their auras, each of them was vast and deep, giving people a feeling of being unmatched.

"Haha, these are the reinforcements I brought. Where are your enemies? They just want to practice." An Lin laughed and said to Qinghe Sword Immortal.

Qinghe Sword Immortal's eyelids jumped, and he wanted to vomit blood.

Eight reinforcements in the Nurturing Spirit Stage?

Damn, one An Lin can completely defeat the Fire Poison Sect, and now there are eight?

Isn't this a cannon hitting a mosquito!

Tian Lingling was also scared. She didn't expect An Lin to bring a group of Nurturing Spirit Stage monks to practice.

The opponent only has one Black Witch Sect left. How to practice this hand? Everyone spit saliva?

In Wucai Mountain, the monks of the Black Witch Cult were already scared to death.

"Damn! Where did these monks come from!?"

Jiang Peng's legs were weak, and his eyes were a little dull as he looked at the eight monks in the distance.

He finally waited for the support of the Fire Poison Cult, and then he was ready to rush out and kill.

In the blink of an eye, the Fire Poison Cult was wiped out by one person?

Then seven monks in the Nurturing Spirit Stage came to reinforce?

How to fight? He still had no idea how to fight!

Soon, the Nurturing Spirit Stage monks outside surrounded him.

"Quick, hold on to it, and activate the formation to the extreme!"

Jiang Peng shouted to the monks to activate the formation, and at the same time, he also called the group chat on his mobile phone.

This is a general group called "Poisonous Poisonous".

Black Witch King: "Dear Taoists, I am besieged by nine Nurturing Spirit Stage monks in Wucai Mountain. How can I escape? Waiting online, very urgent!"

Soon, the group was in turmoil.

Centipede Great Sage: "Fuck, Black Wizard King, didn't you check the almanac before you went out? Nine cultivators in the Soul Cultivation Stage are here to siege you?"

Bronze Corpse Immortal: "What the hell did you do?"

Black Wizard King burst into tears: "Don't mention it, tell me how to get out of this, I'm dying!"

Silver Corpse Immortal: "Didn't the Fire Poison King go to save you?"

Black Wizard King: "The Fire Poison King and his followers just arrived, and they were instantly killed by one of the cultivators outside."

Centipede Great Sage: "..."

Bronze Corpse Immortal: "..."

Silver Corpse Immortal: "..."

Red Snake Taoist: "..."

Jiang Peng saw a lot of ellipsis, and was so anxious that he was about to vomit blood, and hurriedly typed.

Black Wizard King: "Dear Taoist friends, please help! I'm really going to die!"

Bang, the chat box on the phone suddenly disappeared.

System prompt: "Red Snake Taoist has removed you from the 'Poisonous Poison Chat Group'."

Jiang Peng: "..."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the mountain protection formation collapsed.

"What happened? There was not even a violent collision. How could the formation collapse?" Jiang Peng shouted in shock.

"I don't know... Master, it seems that the center of the formation has been destroyed somewhere!" The other monks were already pale with fear, staring blankly at the monks flying towards them.

Jiang Peng didn't say anything and fled away at the cost of his life.

The screams of the Black Witch Cult monks came from behind him. After three breaths, a steady voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Are you the evil cultivator in the mortal world? Fight with me?"

Jiang Peng was shocked when he heard this voice.

He turned his head and saw four monks flying to four different directions above, below, left and right of him.

"Why don't you pick one?"

Another man in black robes with a cold face looked at him and spoke.

Jiang Peng was about to cry. Nima, pick one?

There is still a choice for this?

Ten thousand insects devour!

Jiang Peng trembled all over, and the black fog swept in all directions like waves.

This was his ultimate move. The thick black fog was made up of countless bloodthirsty witch insects. They were terrifying insects that could even devour the vital energy. Ordinary cultivators would die if they touched them.

"Fuck, you're still farting!"

After a loud shout, the four cultivators were really scared and kept their distance from him.

Before Jiang Peng could breathe a sigh of relief, a ten-foot-long sword energy struck him, followed by flames, thunder cannons, flying swords...

Boom!

A colorful energy ball burst out in the sky, shaking the world.

After the fireworks, the sky became clear again.

And the Black Witch King had been blown into a puff of green smoke.

Tang Ximen sighed lightly: "Is it the end of just one move?"

Hu Guan also felt a little unsatisfied: "The main thing is that we are all together, and we should be able to fight a few moves one by one."

Xuanyuan Cheng and Yao Mingxi also felt boring and returned to Wucai Mountain silently.

An Lin rode Dabai in the middle of a group of cultivators, holding his head high.

"Fake Taoist priest, good, I didn't expect you to have a beast pet in the late stage of nurturing spirits."

Tian Lingling kept touching Dabai's soft white fur, excited.

This feels so good, better than the top toys, and she can't stop at all.

"Little girl, please don't do such obscene things to me, woof!"

Dabai glanced at Tian Lingling and stuck out his tongue in dissatisfaction.

Tian Lingling rolled her eyes, ignored Dabai's words, and continued to touch.

Well, it feels so good, so soft, so soft, and so warm!

"An Lin, the work is done, how about you accompany me to the Internet cafe?" Liu Qianhuan walked to An Lin's side, smiling and raising his beautiful eyebrows.

"Hey, don't forget what we are here for. There are still seven days before the opening of the Shouyang Mausoleum, don't delay the business." An Lin said solemnly.

"Okay, okay, then I won't drag you as the captain into the water. I will go and play for four or five days by myself, and we will meet at Tianchi in Changbai Mountain." Liu Qianhuan waved his white hands, stepped on the magic staff, and soared into the air, "Goodbye!"

An Lin: "..."

"Fake Taoist priest, your majesty as a captain doesn't seem to be very high." Tian Lingling teased on the side.

"Student An Lin, anyway, there is nothing to do, I will also go to see some friends in the mortal world, and see you in Changbai Mountain in five days." Tang Ximen also came to say goodbye.

"I will go to Huang Shanshan to exchange a few more big killers, and sometimes call each other." Xuanyuan Cheng also came to pat An Lin on the shoulder and then left.

"Haha, then I'll take Su Qianyun to see the beauty and culture of the mortal world." Xu Xiaolan took Su Qianyun's hand and said goodbye to An Lin.

An Lin rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly: "Okay, everyone is free to move around. We will meet at Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain in five days."

"No... Brother An, wherever you go, I will follow you!" Yao Mingxi said with a fiery look in his eyes.

"Never leave!" Hu Guan also said sincerely.

An Lin's eyes darkened.

Damn, the girls ran away, but the two men wanted to stick to him?

"You go! You go! I don't want you to follow me!" An Lin shouted loudly.

"Puff! Hahaha..." Tian Lingling couldn't help it anymore. She covered her stomach and laughed, "Fake Taoist priest, I haven't seen you for two years. I didn't expect you to have such a good relationship with men?"

An Lin's face was full of black lines. He tried his best to persuade the two brainless fans to leave.

Qinghe Sword Immortal and other monks who were besieging the Black Witch Cult also left one after another, leaving only An Lin and Tian Lingling.

"Why don't you leave?" An Lin blinked and looked at Tian Lingling, curiously.

Tian Lingling's delicate face had a faint blush, and she whispered: "It's been two years since we last met, I want to talk to you more..."

An Lin's mouth twitched: "If your hand hadn't been constantly touching Dabai, I would have almost believed it."

Dabai: "..."

Tian Lingling: "..."