The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

These guys looked like they were not weak in fighting ability, so it probably wasn't her turn to fight with all their might.

"Can't beat it." Baili Ningchuan touched his nose. This is a third-level monster! And they are Bai Ding's children who are going to participate in the sect's general election. What should they fight with?

"Then I'll leave it to you...can't beat him?" Mingfan looked at Baili Ningchuan, and Baili Ningchuan looked back at Mingfan.

"Brother, how could there be a third-order monster here?" Baili Molan pulled Baili Ningchuan's clothes and was a little scared.

"What should we do now?" Baili Shou pulled Baili Xun away from him and asked with a frown.

"What should I do? Run! Why are you still standing there!" Ming Fan turned around and ran away. What else could he do? Do you want to talk about life and ideals with a big bug in an attempt to persuade it to join the party?

"It's... it's cracked!"

Baili Xun was running at the front and stopped suddenly. Baili Molan accidentally bumped into his back.

"What are you yelling at? Why did you stop suddenly while you were doing a good job!" Baili Molan complained, rubbing her nose.

"This..." Baili Ningchuan looked at the crack in front of him that was comparable to a cliff, and felt speechless for the first time.

The half-day they spent was more exciting than the half-month they spent on the road.

"Sea Bull." Ming Fan looked at the cliff in front of him and laughed angrily.

She deeply realized that once this person was unlucky, he would not even be able to drink cold water.

"What did you say?" Baili Xun looked at Ming Fan in confusion.

"Praise you."

Ming Fan turned around and looked at the giant ink lizard that had finally managed to distance itself and was about to catch up, his eyes turned black again.

Ming Fan cut her palm and drew the talisman on the spot. For the first time in her life, she felt that she didn't have enough blood.

The blood soaked into the brown soil and glowed with golden light. She vowed that after this time, she would have a cup of wolfberry and red dates every day to replenish her blood. A few more times, she didn't have to wait to go home, she went directly to see her breasts.

"You hold it back first." Ming Fan looked at the Baili people blocking her in front of her, "One stick of incense at most."

Although several people did not respond to Ming Fan, they took out the magic weapons faster.

"The sun and the moon are shining brightly, and the road is ringing by the clouds." Ming Fan read, "Ningchuan, a hundred miles away, lend me a hand!"

Ming Fan pulled Baili Ningchuan who was closest to her, cut his palm without hesitation, and sprinkled the blood on the last part.

"Seven kills, get up!"

The golden-red formation light flourished, and as the Seven Killing Formation was formed, everyone retreated to Ming Fan's side. The giant ink lizard was shrouded in red light, and its skin began to burst. Sensing the danger, the giant ink lizard used its claws to attack the formation crazily. .

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, and they all felt like they were surviving a disaster.

"Thanks to Fan Ming." Baili Molan leaned against the rock wall and gasped for air.

Baili Ningchuan handed a pill to Mingfan with a pale face, "This is a blood-restoring pill, you should take one too."

Ming Fan took the elixir and swallowed it without saying a word: "Sorry, this last link requires the blood of the person with the highest cultivation level." She didn't have enough blood, and Baili Ningchuan happened to be closest to her.

"That's right, brother Ningchuan is at the fourth level of Qi Refining." Baili Molan's face was full of pride.

The Qi refining stage is divided into nine levels. Without the guidance of the sect, those who can break through to Qi refining on their own are indeed extremely talented.

The Baili Family is a big clan of immortal cultivators. Although its resources of spiritual stones are not as good as those of the big sects, it does not treat the family disciples badly. However, the sect's heritage and secret cultivation methods are not comparable to those of other aristocratic families. This is why the children of the aristocratic families, step into The reason for the sect.

Baili Xun came over, scratched his head, and smiled at Ming Fan: "I admit, I was a little loud to you before."

The young man shyly stretched out his hand and said, "Nice to meet you." This was the first time that he took the initiative to show kindness to someone.

Ming Fan twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at the magic circle behind him, and said quietly: "You are happy too early."

Baili Xun:?

The magic circle behind him shattered into pieces with a few "clicks", and the crazy giant ink lizard ran out.

Crowd: ?

Ming Fan didn't expect that the monsters in this world were so powerful that even the Seven Killing Formation couldn't destroy them.

"Is there anything else you can use there?" Ming Fan looked at Baili and the others.

Everyone's eyes were filled with helplessness. How could there be anything else? Otherwise, how would you think that stick of incense was holding him back?

Ming Fan didn't have much hope at first, so he looked at the cliff and took a deep breath: "Give it a try, give it a try."

You might survive by jumping off a cliff, but you will definitely die if you are caught up by that big bug.

Several people jumped off the cliff like dumplings, and for a while, there were wailings in the forest.

The moment Ming Fan jumped off the cliff, the baggage behind him spread out, and the black box quietly floated out and landed on the edge of the cliff. After the giant ink lizard that was chasing after it smelled the black box, it turned around and rushed back to the forest. It looked a bit lonely and desolate. means to escape.

The black box, which had driven away the giant ink lizard, turned around and floated down the cliff leisurely, chasing Ming Fan's figure.

Moss Peak, Moss Town——

The sect’s general election, which is held every five years, has begun. Countless cultivators and disciples from wealthy families came from all directions to participate in the election. For a time, Moss Town under Moss Peak was bustling with activity.

The figure of one of them is particularly eye-catching.

Several people were hurrying on their way, three men, one woman, and one boy who couldn't tell whether he was male or female. He just smiled and thanked people, and the pair of small dimples exposed on both sides of his cheeks were very pleasing.

This group of people is so special that no matter where they go, they attract people to stop and watch.

"Go, go, where are you beggars? Get out of here, or I'll ask someone to throw you out."

As soon as a few people entered a post house, they were pushed out by the waiter.

"Wantless, do you know who I am! I'm Bai... Uh-huh!" One of the teenagers rushed to argue.

The other boy hurriedly covered his mouth: "Okay, just stop talking."

"Brother... I'm hungry..." The only girl in the team spoke up and pulled the clothes of the young man next to her aggrievedly.

The young man looked at his outfit and smiled helplessly.

"Ning Chuan, I've made it clear! There's still half a day's journey ahead to reach Moss Peak. We have to hurry up." The baby-faced boy came over from not far away and greeted the young man.

This group of people was Ming Fan and Baili who had disappeared for five days.

"Let's go, we have to hurry." Baili Ningchuan patted Baili Molan's shoulder comfortingly. Baili Shou pulled the reluctant Baili Xun, and the group of people galloped towards Moss Peak.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, now that the sect's election is over, beggars can also participate?"

"Perhaps it's because it's difficult to get food now, so I want to try my luck."

"Yeah, what should I do? After seeing them, I feel like I can do it again!"

"They don't look like beggars. Maybe they encountered difficulties on the road."

……

The group of people ignored everyone's comments, and recalled the experiences of the past few days, and they all complained endlessly.

After jumping off the cliff, they were lucky. They landed on a platform outside the cave without rolling far, and the giant ink lizard did not continue to pursue them.

A few people took a rest and were about to leave, when a monster suddenly emerged from the cave and breathed fire at them without saying a word.

Fortunately, this monster was not difficult to kill. The few people packed up the monster and continued on their way to Moss Peak. Unexpectedly, the gears of fate began to turn at this moment... Killing the eighth one who came to grab the storage bag in Baili Ningchuan When he was a demon monkey, he, who had always been gentle and elegant, was no longer calm.

"We must have been knocked down." Baili Xun drove away the monster monkeys, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "What these monkeys came to grab was the mustard bag. If we give the mustard bag to them, they will not be harassed." ”

Baili Molan looked at Baili Xun in shock: "If it likes your head, could you just take your head off and let it kick it like a ball?"

Seeing that Baili Molan was angry, Baili Xun hid behind Baili Shou and stopped talking.

"Attention!" Ming Fan, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke. Before everyone could react, they all fell into the formation...

The subsequent story is not long and not difficult to tell. Several people broke the formation together, were chased by monsters, killed monsters, and were chased by monsters... In short, after going through a lot of hardships, they finally arrived in Moss Town on the day of the election.