My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 207
Shen Ling is an ordinary person, there is no doubt about it.

When I just woke up more than three years ago, I knew that I had a cultivation level before, but lost it because of an accident.

Shen Ling actually tried to practice again.

The results were not as expected.

The spiritual power was absorbed into the body, and then dissipated again.

After many attempts, Shen Ling resigned to her fate.

Now she can only rely on some talismans to match, and the spiritual power stored on the magic weapon is stimulated, so that she can temporarily become a fake monk.

Therefore, she is very sure and affirmed that she is an ordinary person.

Coming to Qincheng is a temporary decision, choosing this street is a temporary decision, and choosing this shop is also a temporary decision.

Therefore, this shop where she lived for three years should also be an ordinary shop.

When did this shop actually have the function of "time travel"?It can be connected to other places from here!
The most important point is!

Just as she was thinking about going to find Xiao Fubao, the door of the shop was connected to Xiao Fubao's location exactly.

Does that mean...

Shen Ling stared at the door of the small shop, thinking silently in her heart.

Zhen Wang's Mansion Zhen Wang's Mansion Zhen Wang's Mansion...

Read it more than ten times, but there is no movement at the door of this shop.

She is still here, ahead, is still the streets of Tancheng.

Shen Ling came back to her senses, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

Sure enough, the speculation about what kind of shop has become a master is really unreliable...

Consider this experience as an accident!
Shen Ling quickly settled the matter and lay back on her reclining chair.

The hand was also stuffed back into the sleeve.

Shen Qinghe witnessed her behavior the whole time, and was a little puzzled, but his intuition told him that it was best not to ask...

So, as if nothing had happened, he sat back by the fire.

People were coming and going on the street, Shen Ling looked at it and suddenly felt a little sleepy.

Eyes, slowly close.

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"King Zhen, do you want to continue?"

When a strange voice came, Shen Ling froze for a moment, and concentrated on looking at the surrounding scenes.

This is a battlefield.

Countless corpses lay on the ground, red and black, drowning out other colors.

Amidst the billowing gunpowder, "she" stood in the air holding a long knife as tall as a person in her hand.

In an instant, Shen Ling understood.

She was dreaming again, returning to her former memory.

Then there is nothing to say, look!
"continue!"

"She" said in a cold voice, dragging the long knife in her hand, and flew forward.

"This is an opportunity, an opportunity to regain this Fang Boundary, absolutely...not to be missed!"

"it is good!"

The previous voice answered.

Shen Ling concentrated on looking at the man's appearance.

He was a tall and thick man with a scar on his tough face, and he held two huge axes in his hands.

After the man answered "she", he raised the big ax in his right hand.

Immediately, the rolling sound quickly spread throughout the battlefield.

"Soldiers! Now! It's the best time for us to take back this boundary!"

"Cheer up, everyone, and win the realm in one fell swoop!"

"Drive the demon out!"

The last three words echoed on the battlefield.

Afterwards, there were many echoes.

"Get out!"

Countless voices were superimposed together, repeating these three words, and the voices pierced into the sky.

On the edge of the battlefield, some demons who were lucky enough to survive were scared out of their wits.

Some even dropped their weapons and fled in a hurry.

But before he could escape far, he was beheaded with a wave of his hand by the monk who was chasing up from behind.

"She" was alone in front and flew quickly.

Behind him, the man with the ax followed; after that, thousands of other monks followed.

There were more than a dozen people flying out of thin air, and many more were stepping on various weapons with solemn expressions.

Each of these people has minor or serious injuries.

But no one showed a gesture of fear.

Gradually, "she" took all the monks and left the battlefield to a barren land.

The black sky blocked the light, the earth was scorched black, and not a single flower or grass could be seen for thousands of miles.

And in the center of this entire barren land, a pitch-black mountain towers over the land.

The peak has entered the sky.

"She" approached the pitch-black mountain peak, her right hand was already holding the handle of the long knife.

In the next second, pitch-black energy erupted from the mountain peak, and charged towards the direction of the monks.

She raised the long knife in her hand.

Lift it above your head, and then chop it down with a single blow.

This knife looks unremarkable.

There was only a white knife light without any gorgeous posture, flying out from the knife.

But this seemingly ordinary ray of knife light is actually the black energy that directly splits and hits.

Then he continued to move forward and landed on the pitch-black mountain peak.

After about a breath, the mountain exploded, and countless rocks splashed in all directions.

"Roar!"

A dragon's roar came from the mountain.

"She" clenched the long knife, and with a dodge, she was already thousands of miles away.

And on that mountain, a black dragon rushed out.

This demon dragon is a thousand meters long, and its entire head is as big as a hill.

Compared with it, "her" figure is so small.

As soon as the magic dragon appeared, it opened its huge mouth, and breathed out towards "her".

"She" raised the knife in front of her.

The blade split the dragon's breath, stepped forward, and kicked the dragon's upper jaw with one kick.

The magic dragon then changed its move and patted it with one claw.

"She" blocked it with a knife.

As soon as he exerted force, the blade radiated vertically and horizontally, and it actually cut the dragon's claw directly.

Dao Guang continued to run towards the body of the dragon.

The magic dragon roared, black flames swept across his body, and charged towards "her".

"She" did not hide.

In other words, there are other human monks behind him, and they cannot hide.

Swinging the long knife, thousands of lights flickered, and the chill invaded, turning the space in front of "her" into a snow-white color.

Bringing fire all over his body, the magic dragon impacted on the snow-white blade light.

The dragon's blood was sprayed, but the dragon's vertical pupils lit up.

"She" was pale, and her body was crumbling in the air.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the magic dragon finally broke through the blockade of the saber light, and spit out a mouthful of black flame towards "her".

"She" cheered up, stepped forward with a knife, and fought with the dragon.

Knife and claw collided, spiritual energy and demonic energy surged, and the movement was so huge that no one dared to approach it.

It was also at this time that monsters of various colors rushed out of the mountain and attacked the human monks.

There are more monsters, twice as many as humans.

Still no one flinched.

Regardless of their injuries, they swung their weapons vigorously.

The emotion in the eyes is called potential death without regret.

Fortunately, this battle did not last long.

The "she" in the sky, after all, did not disappoint them.

The dragon's head was chopped off, and its huge body fell to the ground, creating a deep ditch.

"She" rushed into the battlefield with a dragon head in one hand and a knife in the other.

With the power of one person, he reversed the disadvantaged battle situation.

The sun, I don't know when it hangs on the top of the mountain, it is about to set.

On the entire pitch-black mountain peak, there were less than a thousand people left.

The big man with the ax killed the last monster with one ax and raised his hand.

There was finally a smile on his face.

"We are victorious!"

(End of this chapter)