Space rebirth of medicine businesswoman

Chapter 140 Taking His Magical Weapon
"Look how you are doing now, just because the two low-ranking monks behind you are still those ancient martial wastes!" The character mustache became arrogant again, he sealed the acupuncture points on his arms, stopped bleeding, wiped the sweat from the corners of his mouth, his eyes Insidious, looking at An Ning and laughing wildly.

An Ning squinted her eyes: "They are not trash! It's just that they cultivated a little later, so what if you cultivated early, you're not an idiot, with a bone age of nearly [-] years old, you have only cultivated to the peak of the golden core in the middle stage, and you are simply the best of the trash. "

Compared with others, An Ning has never lost to anyone!

"Senior An." Han Fei was moved to tears, and the girls all began to cry.

"Don't cry, our descendants of Yanhua can bleed and sweat, just don't show weakness and shed tears! You can enter here, which means you are good enough! One day, you will be better than them. I wait for you to grow up, and in the future, I will go to the Yin and Yang. Zong uproots and avenges the humiliation suffered today!" An Ning scolded them and encouraged them.

"Okay, let's listen to Senior An!" All the people were encouraged, their eyes were firm, and their eyes were shining brightly, full of hope and expectation.

An Ning smiled, and then looked at the group of Yin Yang Sect disciples.

"The formation is ready?" An Ning smiled mockingly, and the mustache sneered wildly: "You are really careless, and you are too arrogant. However, if you have a mid-term Golden Core cultivation, so what if you have a treasure! Today's book If I don't torture you to death, I am not a disciple of Yin Yang Sect!"

"Four Elephant Hunyuan Formation, get up!" Ba Zihu proudly activated the formation, An Ning was trapped in the formation, and all kinds of spells attacked her from all directions, An Ning was not afraid at all.

Han Fei and the others were worried, secretly hating themselves for being useless and unable to help.

Lin Chi and Yuan Zheng were very leisurely, not worried at all.

"Kill!" Bazihu ​​yelled, and made another trick to attack An Ning. An Ning stood there calmly, and when the attack came in front of him, Huang Quan dispelled it directly, without touching An Ning at all.

The mustache stared at An Ning, feeling that this woman was too weird, so he hit An Ning's Tian Ling Gai with a long stick.

With a bang, Hu's left arm went numb, and when he let go, the stick fell to the ground. An Ning took a look at the stick, and it turned out to be a treasure.

Bending down to pick it up, stroking it with my hand, eliminating the connection with the mustache.

The natal magic weapon was taken away, the mustache's Qi and blood were unstable, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole body became sluggish. He stared at An Ning in horror: "You, who are you? You, you are not a mid-stage Golden Core."

"I only thought of this now, isn't it too late? You idiot!" Lin Chi sneered.

An Ning looked at the stick, but actually looked down on Ba Zihu and the others, and sat down cross-legged, took out some materials, and refined the stick again.

"Yuan Zheng, what kind of weapon do you like!" An Ning asked Yuan Zheng.

"It's still a stick, I think it's quite domineering, thank you sister-in-law!" Yuan Zheng chuckled, after the last trip to ancient Tibet, he became very familiar with An Ning, and he was not polite to his sister-in-law.

An Ning nodded, and added gold fine stone and other refining materials into it. Thinking of the appearance of the golden cudgel, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Afterwards, the stick was shaped, and the hands were continuously driven into the stick.

In just half an hour, a brand new spiritual weapon, the long staff, was successfully refined.

An Ning happened to have the spirit body of a monster that he had obtained when he entered the Diyan domain, it was the demon soul of a giant anaconda.

Although the demon soul injection is only a low-level spiritual weapon, it is also a good magic weapon.

"This is mine!" Bazihu ​​yelled, and he also rushed over, about to step forward to snatch it.

　pre-release gentleman

　　
　
(End of this chapter)