Chapter Nine Hundred and Ninety-Two: The Immortal Realm Forces the King

Those dozen or so people surrounded Luo Xian, Ning Tao and Nanmen Xunxian. Some of these dozens of people were holding flying swords, and some were holding traditional magic weapons. What surprised Ning Tao the most was that an immortal was still holding a gun magic weapon from the Shenxu, but it was a little worn out. very old.

The leading man was tall and straight, with a straight face, and he had the upright temperament of a positive person. The man was wearing a suit of animal skin vestments, which consisted of animal skin, fabric, and metal, and densely packed runes were engraved on it. But in terms of the degree of mana dispersion, it is just an ordinary robe, not as good as the Tianbao robe that Ning Tao wore in Xinshou Village.

Ning Tao guessed that he was Song Changlong, the son of Xunlong.

Sure enough, when he had just guessed like this, Luo Xian gave a slight bow to the leading man, and greeted politely: "Brother Changlong, long time no see, Brother Yu is here to bother you again?"

Song Changlong didn't appreciate it, and said in a cold tone, "Don't be friendly, you know our rules here."

Luo Xian was a little embarrassed, flicked his finger, and the small piece of fairy gold flew towards Song Changlong.

Song Changlong reached out to take it, and shifted his gaze to Ning Tao and Nanmen Xunxian: "Who are these two?"

Luo Xian said: "I met them when I was fleeing, I thought they were pitiful, so I brought them here."

Song Changlong frowned suddenly.

Ning Tao gave a slight bow: "Ning Tao, my dao name is not a real person, this is my wife Nanmenyu, my dao name is not a real person, I have met senior Changlong."

Husband, soon real person.

Wife, not real.

This is a perfect match, a real couple.

Song Changlong still said in the same cold tone: "Don't get close to me, we have our rules here, one person, one cent gold, if not, then don't blame us for being cruel, in order to keep the secret here, we will kill you .”

It is also a talent to describe the robbery so fresh and refined.

More than a dozen people were staring at Ning Tao and Nanmen Xunxian, their eyes were already evaluating the value of Ning Tao's dilapidated Transcending Tribulation suit.

Ning Tao glanced at Luo Xian. This guy didn't speak clearly just now, and he is seriously suspected of cheating.

But in such a fairy world, who can survive, who is not treacherous? If measured by the standards of the Tianwai Clinic, there might not be a single injustice after all the people here are killed.

Luo Xian didn't mind the questioning in Ning Tao's eyes at all, and said lightly: "Fellow Daoist Ning, quickly take out your spiritual materials. The rules here are that there is no fairy gold, and spiritual materials are also acceptable. If Brother Changlong and the others are satisfied If you are willing to accept."

Ning Tao spread out his palms, and with a slight push of his spiritual power, the mass of vigorous moss in his palms slowly flew towards Song Changlong.

Song Changlong stretched out his hand to grab the mass of vigorous moss, but his arm trembled a little, and even felt a little numb!

This is a deliberate gimmick.

It is also a reminder that if you want to do it, you have to weigh the price you need to pay.

Song Changlong's expression changed, not because of the group of vigorous moss in his hand, but because of Ning Tao's strength, and his tone of voice was also more polite: "Friend Daoist Ning, do you only have this little vigorous moss? Such a low-level There are a lot of spiritual materials in the mildewed valley, and they are not worth a penny, let alone there are two of you."

Ning Tao said: "It's true that my husband and I don't have fairy gold, but we are wandering craftsmen, and I can repair magical artifacts. If you have broken magical artifacts and bring your own spiritual materials, I can help you repair a magical artifact." used to offset the cost of accommodation."

As soon as the words fell, a ball of spiritual fire jumped out from the palm of his right hand, and then spread all over his body. The spiritual fire also possessed the aura of chaos, black and white blended together, faintly glowing golden.

It's still a gimmick.

A large group of immortals were stunned.

They can also release spiritual fire, but the strongest one who is good at alchemy is only the size of a palm, and the smallest one is similar to the flame of a candle. Who has ever seen such a great immortal who is full of fire!

Ning Tao reached out and touched the void.