The system won’t let me provide for my retirement? Then I will go crazy in the small world

"Fellow Taoists, the time for the secret realm is coming soon, please hold on!"

Everyone in the formation put aside their grudges for the time being and tried their best to protect the formation from outside influence. They also had to beware of the weak areas of the formation being ambushed by monsters from outside.

But those monster beasts seemed to have been instructed by the dragon, and they kept throwing rags, stones, monster corpses, broken magic weapons at the formation with anger...

"Are those monsters crazy? Hey, hold on!"

"I can't do it anymore, give me the elixir quickly...what is this? Are you just giving me this garbage?"

"Of course we casual cultivators don't have the elixirs from your sect. If you don't like it, don't take it!" He was so angry that if he hadn't just been pulled by this man to save his life, he wouldn't have been willing to take it out and share it with him.

He still dislikes one thing and the other, and he doesn't look at how poor he is now. He doesn't even have a single pill.

These words seemed to pierce the fig leaf of these people.

Defensive!

The humiliation of being robbed makes me feel angry and angry!

All the monks who had been beaten and snatched away by Qiao Sushang were very angry and wished that the dragon would scratch them a few more times.

They are extremely conflicted. They hope that Qiao Sushang can defeat the dragon, but they don't want Qiao Sushang to really defeat the dragon.

Who understands this feeling of placing hope on your enemy to save you?

"Shut up!" True Lord Hua Heng had veins popping out on his forehead. He pointed at several monks and cursed, "When is it? You want me to be the first to throw you out to feed the monsters!"

At this time, the faces of the Nascent Soul cultivators present were gloomy, and these few happened to bump into them.

Hua Heng and others did not act like Reed usually looked up to the high-level monks. They trained the thorns in each family, which not only allowed them to vent their anger but also deterred other bad guys who wanted to escape from the battlefield and drag others into trouble.

During this period, some energy must be allocated to intercept those monsters that break in when the formation is weak.

So busy and tired, why aren’t these juniors like Qiao Sushang?

Is the difference between people so big?

Can you bundle up the useless things and exchange them for a Qiao Su Shang?

If these sect elites heard this, would they cry to death?

After all, they are all talented people, Qiao Sushang is an exception, how can they be compared together so hastily?

There is no comparison at all!

This is not fair to them!

"Elder Hua Heng, why are you turning your arms outward? This hurts your self-esteem!" Hua Heng was outspoken and really said what was on his mind, which made everyone want to strangle Qiao Sushang even more.

"If I were you, I would be ashamed to reflect on myself and practice diligently instead of here to show respect, get lost!" Hua Heng said, and then looked at Qiao Sushang, who was fighting fiercely with the dragon in the air, suddenly tears filled his eyes and he felt sad.

He used to be a good young man who worked hard to get ahead, but he got involved in the sect's internal fighting for several years.

He also refused Siyou Zhenjun Xicai's good intention to go to the secret realm to hunt for treasures together. He was blinded by the desire for power and stayed in the sect to participate in internal fighting, and his cultivation level was neither high nor low.

In fact, he was not scolding others, but himself!

In the large formation, everyone fell into silence. Some were dissatisfied, some were ashamed, and some had nothing to do with them and pretended to be stupid.

In the air, the "ball" in Qiao Sushang's hand was still continuously supplying five-color spiritual power. Qiao Sushang hit it higher and higher, and his realm seemed to be loosening.

On the other hand, Jiaolong has not had an opponent for many years. He is gradually going crazy with excitement. The dragon roars and the battle between one dragon and one person becomes intense.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Qiao Sushang, except Tang Nanbei, who was looking around with shaky eyes, not knowing what he was holding back.

After discovering that Qin Zhen really showed up and ignored worldly affairs as rumored, he used a bit of spiritual power to quietly tear open the hole in the formation with a secret method. After doing this, he sat on the ground calmly and adjusted his breath.

"Tang, that bead is destined not to be yours. Once the secret realm is opened, take your people and leave as soon as possible!" Zhenjun Yang Rui, who was closest to him, felt that something was wrong after many years of fighting skills.

Zhenjun Hua Heng and Yin Zhongye also noticed the movement, turned around and walked towards Tang Nanbei.

"Look!" Everyone gasped.

At some point, Qiao Sushang moved the "ball" properly and twisted the dragon into a twist.

No, it should be that Jiaolong was twisted around and tied up by Qiao Sushang. The more he struggled, the tighter he got. The tighter he got, the angrier he got, and the angrier he got, the more he struggled.

Jiaolong doesn't seem very smart.

In front of me was the dragon's power and the thundering and violent wind that was pulling the sky. Looking back, I felt like I was showing off my skills regardless of people's life and death.

After struggling for a long time, I still couldn't break free. Looking at it, I felt that my body was very uncoordinated, and I felt inexplicably stupid.

In the end, he simply gave up the struggle, drooped his head, puffed out his nostrils, and resigned himself to his fate.

"Senior Long Junlong, let's not fight. How about we take a break and discuss something?" Qiao Sushang got closer to Jiaolong and asked. The white cat jumped on her shoulder and tilted her head to look at Jiaolong with innocent eyes.

"Huh!" Jiaolong glared at Qiao Sushang angrily, spraying air waves from his nostrils again, turning his face to avoid seeing Qiao Sushang.

Qiao Su was not annoyed and turned to the front of Jiaolong. "Look, the five-color beads have recognized their master. It will not be good for you or me if we continue to fight."

Quickly taking out the futon and sitting down, Qiao Sushang made a gesture to talk to Jiaolong.

In line with the principle of not causing trouble and not being afraid of trouble, it is best to persuade the other party in a civilized way.

Of course, I was so happy when I just learned that my cultivation level had recovered.

After all, I haven't had a good fight in Yunling for so long.

The opponent was still an ancient spiritual beast, and Qiao Sushang became stronger when it came to strength. He hit him on the head for a while... and couldn't hold back.

Qiao Sushang felt annoyed when he thought about how he almost showed his true ability just now.

One of the rules of survival: Never expose your cards and abilities easily.

If the fight continues, accidents and emergencies will always come, and you don’t know what will happen when the time comes.

There are only a few hours left before the secret realm opens, so it would be best if nothing happens.

"Huh!" Jiaolong responded arrogantly, never admitting that he was almost killed by Qiao Sushang and the little thing on her shoulder.

Seeing the change in Jiaolong's mentality, Qiao Sushang immediately pursued the victory, "Then we'll stop here. We humans will leave here soon, and we won't disturb everyone by then."

"If someone disagrees, then you can eat him, and I will never stop him!"

"I disagree!"

Qiao Sushang:? ? ?

Everyone: I didn’t say that! ! !

Jiaolong: Hunting time!