The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Qi and blood surged in Zhou Zida's chest, and the breath in his dantian was unstable.

Seeing Nan Li strike again with his sword, he hastened to resist with his knife again.

Keng——

The knife breaks directly!

And the Xuanyue sword held by Nanli is still intact.

Zhou Zida didn't understand, how could he be beaten like this even though his body was rigid!
She is mortal!

It's just an ordinary martial artist!
No, he is the number one warrior in Baiyue City, and he must not admit defeat just because of this.

With a roar, he wanted to mobilize the spiritual power of his dantian, condense it in his palm, and wanted to slap Nanli to death with one palm!

Nan Li was faster than him, kicking him over with one kick.

The Xuanyue sword seized his lifeline, and Zhou Zida could no longer use his spiritual power.

"You...you, you..." He saw Nanli pull out a golden hairpin from the cloth bag, "What do you want to do?!"

"I want to see how much spiritual power your dantian has."

"No... not much, not much!" Zhou Zida shouted, trying to get up, but was held by Xuan Yuejian, unable to move at all.

"I don't believe it." Nan Li smiled at him.

Then he suppressed his smile, his eyes were piercing, he turned the golden hairpin with his hand, and mercilessly inserted the golden hairpin into his dantian.

Screams began.

Once the dantian was broken, a small amount of spiritual power poured out.

The hairpin spirit was asleep at first, but she keenly sensed that she was surrounded by spiritual power.

It immediately woke up, floated out, and was very pleasantly surprised: "Ah! It's actually spiritual power!"

"Can I smoke?" Nan Li asked.

"Yes, but this person's qualifications are mediocre, and the spiritual energy he refined is not very pure. To put it bluntly, it is just a lot of food and few." Hairpin Ling disliked it very much.

Nan Li gave it a blank look: "It's good to have prey delivered to your door, don't pick and choose."

Zan Ling paused, "You are right."

It sucked all the spiritual power into the hairpin.

Zhou Zida's abdomen was bloody, and he broke out in cold sweat, in great pain.

Seeing Nanli standing up with the golden hairpin, he clutched the dirt on the ground and said bitterly: "You! You are beautiful, but so vicious! You must be someone who no one dares to marry, and you will be punished!"

Nan Li smiled instead of anger, and was too lazy to talk to him. Instead, she said to the hairpin spirit: "Look, this is the manifestation of incompetence and rage. It is obvious that he wanted to kill me first, but now I just smashed his dantian and left him alive. I don’t know how to be grateful.”

"Yes, the master is clearly kind-hearted!" Hairpin quickly flattered her.

Zhou Zida paled from the pain and trembled all over: "You...you might as well kill me! Kill me!"

He finally entered the Qi refining stage, he is the number one martial artist in Baiyue City, and he is the one with the best chance to enter the upper realm to participate in the selection of the sect.

Now that his dantian is destroyed, all these dreams are shattered!
Nan Li's smile gradually turned cold, even with disdain and contempt: "Killing you will dirty my hands. Don't you despise this mortal world? Then you stay here forever and fend for yourself."

Darkness shrouded.

Zhou Zida regretted it very much.

But he tilted his head slightly, wanting to pin his hope on the monk.

He Nai, while Nanli was attacking him, the cultivator was still tightly bound by the golden whip.

And the monk saw that his dantian was destroyed, his spiritual power was absorbed, and he peed his pants in fright!
A smell of urine wafted in the wind.

Nan Li covered her nose in disgust, "Are you really at the Golden Core Realm? Why are you so timid?"

The monk trembled: "You...you know that those who suck people's spiritual power to cultivate are... considered evil cultivators. Not only do immortal monks look down on such people, but you will even be attacked by immortal groups."

Nan Li rolled her eyes, "Whether my golden hairpin absorbs your spiritual power or not, I will be chased and killed by your Penglai Island. What are you trying to persuade here? Do you have any other excuses?"

The monk broke out in a cold sweat, his mind working rapidly.

He had a flash of inspiration: "The lotus seeds are in my Qiankun bag. If I don't open it myself, I can't break it with your ability. We can discuss everything, and we can be friends, can't we?"

"Who will be friends with a waste like you." Nan Li raised her fingers, and one of the golden light whips pulled away his Qiankun bag and handed it to Nan Li.

She looked at the sealing charm of the Qiankun bag.

Then with a swipe of two fingers, the long whip drew a bloodstain on the monk's body.

The blood essence oozes out, Nan Li catches the drop of blood essence with a blank yellow talisman, draws on it with his fingers, and a curse-breaking talisman is drawn.

The monk couldn't help but smiled contemptuously: "Do you think that with my blood essence, you can break the Qiankun bag? This is my Qiankun bag, which is made with an extremely delicate talisman, not you, a mortal. It can be broken!"

As soon as the words fell, the talisman fell on it, and the talisman on the mouth of the bag appeared.

After roughly verifying the struggle for two breaths, the universe bag opened automatically.

"..." The monk was dumbfounded.

Is this universe bag fake? !

He spent a thousand spirit stones to buy it!

Nan Li dug in, the time was coming, she was the first to take out the purse just now.

There are nine lotus seeds in the purse.

She paused slightly, was it a coincidence or God's will?It was just enough.

She quickly released the souls of Zhimi and others, and said: "The lotus seeds are already in hand, go in quickly."

As soon as the lotus seeds were sprinkled, the nine souls got into the lotus seeds.

Lianzi paused in the air for a while, the ghost energy pervaded at first, but was soon purified by the immortal energy on the lotus seeds, Zhimi was the first to sigh: "Senior sister, it's very comfortable inside the lotus seeds!"

Nan Li smiled and breathed a sigh of relief: "After all, it belongs to the fairy family."

There was also a note in the purse.

She opened it and saw that it also stated the method of planting the lotus seeds.

Because it is left over from ancient times, ordinary water cannot be planted or raised.

You have to use the dew from Jialan Mountain.

Although she didn't know what was special about Jialan Xianshan, but that person helped Xuan Yinyue and sent lotus seeds, his words must be trustworthy, and she just had to follow through.

But in this way, Tomomi and the others will have to wait for a while.

After all, she still doesn't know when she will be able to enter the fairy world.

Over there, the monk who was still extremely arrogant just now started crying.

He cried, "It's all my master's fault...it's all his fault!"

Nan Li raised her eyebrows, "Who is your master? Is it the owner of Penglai Island?"

"No, my master is Elder Jiang. The island owner originally asked him to bring me and Zhou Zida here, but he became impatient after staying here for a day, saying that you are just a mortal, and there is no way to draw your breath into your body here. The conditions are easy to deal with, and I actually believed what he said, what an idiot I am! A complete idiot!"

The monk cried and cursed.

This is not easy to deal with, it is obviously fierce and strong.

Nan Li's eyes were heavy, "Then what realm is your master?"

"Middle Nascent Soul Stage..." he trembled.

Nan Li said: "It's a good thing he's gone. My Spirit Extinguishing Talisman Array can only deal with Golden Core cultivators at most. The Nascent Soul realm is too high for me to deal with."

When the monk heard this, he scolded even more fiercely. (end of this chapter)