At this moment, Ye Ning felt that his spiritual consciousness was being pricked by countless needles, and the pain was excruciating. [ y ]

"No!" He hurriedly withdrew his spiritual consciousness, but he had been slightly injured. His face turned pale for a moment. He said to himself: "It's amazing, it's a rare spiritual attack."

Although he suffered a little damage, he was secretly happy. This Xuantian Luo Fruit has not yet fully matured and is already powerful enough to threaten the saint. If it matures, even the Immortal Lord will suffer a big loss.

He decided to spend the remaining two years working hard to ripen the Xuantian Luo Fruit, and strive to master a killer weapon before the Nightmare Clan is born!

"Gu Hou, this place needs to be taken good care of, don't neglect it!"

"Yes, Sect Master."

Ye Ning smiled and said: "Although your talent is extremely poor, as long as there is a chance, I will definitely look for elixirs and herbs to extend your life!"

"Thank you so much, sect master!" Gu Hou said gratefully: "My disciple is stupid, so I'd better not waste the sect master's magical medicine. But..."

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Ye Ning hurriedly said: "If you have any requests, just ask. When I was a spiritual person, you would follow me wholeheartedly. I will naturally understand your loyalty."

"Yes. Please forgive me for being shameless. Although I am stupid, there is another junior in the disciple clan. He is only seven or eight years old, but he has the rare spiritual roots of water, fire and gold. I sincerely ask the sect leader to bring him into the Disillusionment Sect.

Under the door!"

"The three spiritual roots of water, fire and gold?" Ye Ning said happily: "Yes, yes. Let's do this. You go to the lonely old man and let your descendants worship under his door!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Gu Hou was overjoyed and kept thanking him. The lonely old man himself had the cultivation of a sect, and he was the Supreme Elder of the Huanhua Sect. He had a respected position. It was definitely a great joy to accept his junior as a disciple. How could he not

Be grateful?

Ye Ning encouraged him a few more words before leaving the elixir garden.

In the next few days, Ye Ning and Leng Peiran had a good time together. He had been looking for opportunities to tell the truth about his mother Ye Qing, but when he saw Leng Peiran's gentle smile, he

He couldn't bear to speak.

On this day, Ye Ning and Leng Peiran were sitting across from each other in the stone pavilion drinking tea. Suddenly, he felt a very strong aura coming in a hurry, and it enveloped the entire fantasy city in an instant!

A monk with such a huge spiritual consciousness is definitely a saint or above!

Ye Ning was shocked and immediately informed Xu Ming to activate the formation in the city and fled to the place where the momentum came from.

As soon as he escaped into the air, there was a sound of wild laughter: "Hahaha, Sect Leader Ye, Wu came here uninvited, and you still want to see Haihan."

The person coming is Wu Yaokong!

Ye Ning felt relieved. As long as the Nightmare Clan was not born in advance, everything else would be easy to solve. He sneered and said: "Humph, it turns out it's a martial arts fellow. The fellow Taoist is not farming, so come to my small wilderness town to do it."

What?"

"A small city in the wilderness?" Wu Yaokong smiled and said: "Zong Master Ye is too humble! If your famous Fantasy City is a small city in the wilderness, how many cities in the world dare to claim to be great? Hahaha!"

"Fellow martial artist, you should just tell us your purpose of coming." Ye Ning said coldly: "Huan City is small, so I'm afraid it won't be able to receive distinguished guests."

Wu Yaokong's momentum was huge and he did not make any cover up at all. At this time, all the monks in the fantasy city knew that a high-level monk with ill intentions was attacking. However, under the protection of the city defense formation, they
Chapter completed!