Zhou Heng never thought that he would quarrel with a donkey!

Helpless this donkey is really too cheap, so low that he can't curse a few times! Zhou Xianming was shameless and mean, but at least he still had a face, but this donkey was faceless and skinless, and he used the word cheap to the extreme.

"Stop! Stop!" This black donkey repeated his tricks and proposed to stop, but Zhou Heng will not be fooled anymore and dance the sword more urgently.

It's just that this black donkey takes it seriously, but Lingyun's nine styles are helpless, but as long as Zhou Heng runs the sword, this black donkey can run fast, but Han Yulian can only reach beyond this.

For more than half an hour, both sides gasped for breath.

"Boy, this seat is not free to entangle you, quickly take the uncle, otherwise this seat will bite off your head, Wang!" Said the black donkey with a long tongue.

"You're not a dog, learn how to bark!" Zhou Heng calmed his breath quickly. He consumed nearly half of his real strength, and his physical exertion was extremely alarming. He was tired of sweat on his forehead.

"Uncle is happy!" The black donkey said with a high shame, and then stretched out a donkey's leg and pointed at Han Yulian. "Little girl, give your uncle a piggy back!"

I have never seen such a lazy thief!

"No wonder it was suppressed, too cheap and hated!" Zhou Heng laughed.

"Ang—" the black donkey yelled angrily. "Your uncle is suffering from no evil. He fell asleep and was sucked away by his **** stele for life. Otherwise, with the strength of this seat, You can kill you with a spit! "

贱 This low-ass donkey seemed to be so angry that he stared at the eyes of the thief, and exposed two rows of white teeth, which made the rattling sound crunchy.

I do n’t know if this is the truth!

Zhou Heng muttered in his heart, he really said nothing to this cheap donkey: "You are so cheap, you deserve to be sucked to death!"

"Little Bunny, Uncle Ben is going to kick your **** and let you know why the flowers are so red!" The black donkey didn't do anything, just yelled at Zhou Heng, and its fighting power was not inferior in terms of mouth.

"Beast donkey, how long have you been underneath?" Zhou Heng casually said.

The black donkey was not fooled. He stared at Zhou Heng for a while and said, "The stink boy wants to play with his eyes in front of this seat. If you set this seat, it is too tender! These are the leftovers of your donkey grandpa when he was three years old Come down! "

"Hurry up and take your uncle Donkey out. This place will swept across all corners and become a hegemon in heaven and underground!"

Talking, it is not cheap, people stand up, put the two front hoofs in a strong and powerful posture, a black hair rippling, people can not look directly.

Zhou Heng and Han Yulian looked at each other, both couldn't help pulling their teeth. The donkey's inferiority completely dilutes all shocks, and people will only have the urge to stab it.

"You two, don't you admire the invincible heroine of this seat?" The black donkey leaned against the mountain wall, one hind leg was raised to the wall, the two front hoofs were crossed to the chest, and one donkey tail was Is holding the vest in an awesome way.

In the face of this black donkey, Zhou Heng wanted to get angry but didn't know where to start, only a few weaknesses.

"Well, I'll take your cheap donkey out!" Zhou Heng nodded and promised after thinking about it.

"It's Master Donkey!" The black donkey protested dissatisfied.

"But there are conditions!" Zhou Heng continued, "What the **** are you?"

"Uncle Ben is, of course, the supreme black donkey **** in the sky!" Said the shameless donkey, shamelessly raising his hoof higher.

"How do you talk?" Han Yulian said, this is the weirdest place. I have never heard of any monster that can spit out tongues, which has subverted all common sense.

"This seat is a strange beast bred by heaven and earth. It is the existence above all beings. What a weird thing to be able to speak!" The black donkey continued to say with sorrow and anger, and the unpleasant look made people unhappy.

"What a common donkey is!" Zhou Heng looked at the donkey and shook his head again and again.

"Smelly boy, this seat has been said a hundred times and ten thousand times, this seat is a strange beast in the heavens and the earth!" Said the black donkey angrily.

"How can you be suppressed?"

"Well, that was the unlucky uncle. I was here to retreat. I didn't expect to be set up by somebody when I was around. I almost drained the seat!" The black donkey said angrily, unhappy What it looks like.

This may be the truth.

贱 "Beast donkey, you have been suppressed for so long, but you know what the intention is here?"

"It's the Supreme Lord Donkey!" The black donkey said with gritted teeth, hoofed on the mountain wall, "I don't know, I only know that this place is very evil!"

也不 Don't you know this cheap donkey?

Zhou Heng shook his head and said to Han Yulian: "Sister Han, let's go out!"

"Yeah!" Of course, Han Yulian has no opinion on this. Here, her life is in Zhou Heng's hands. Without his leadership, she can't go out forever. Who would be willing to trust her life to others? On me?

The two men and one donkey set off on the road and entered the layers of fog.

我 "I said cheap donkey. Since you are a donkey, how about letting me sit?"

"This seat bites you!"

"... you're not a dog!"

"I like this seat, how can you do it?"

之间 Noisy, the two donkeys quickly walked out of the valley.

"Wow ha ha ha, this seat is finally out! How can you be so trapped by your donkey, ha ha ha!" The black donkey laughed for a while, then suddenly ran away with its four hoofs, as fast as a wind After a while, there was no trace.

贱 This cheap donkey really crosses the river to tear down the bridge, thank you for not even leaving!

"Sister Han, Brother Zhou!" At this time, Mao Xianzhi and Lu Qing ran over from the neighborhood and saw Zhou Heng both relieved.

"By the way, I seem to have heard another person's voice just now. Is it someone in the valley?" Lu Qing asked.

The two men did not see the black donkey.

雨 Han Yulian shook her head, and the donkey who was able to speak, if not for her own eyes and for her own ears, who would have believed such a presence? She said, "Where can anyone be, just me and Master Zhou!"

Lu Qing and the two had no doubt about this. Although they felt that the strange duck voice was inconsistent with Zhou Heng and Han Yulian, but the valley was too weird, and it was not strange to hear it wrong.

"Brother Zhou, you, you, you ... Nine levels of refining!" Lu Qing suddenly trembled.

"What?" Mao Xianzhi immediately jumped up and felt the shocked expression after feeling the breath of Zhou Heng!

Ye Tianfang Ye Tan!

Before, it was only the seventh layer of refining body. Why is it now the ninth layer of refining body?

"There are some adventures in the valley!" Zhou Heng coped with the past casually. This miracle is unrepeatable. Others do not have black broken swords. They only enter the valley to die!

The two Lu Qings are full of envy, and their hearts are full of regrets. If they had the courage and entered the valley, would they also be able to reach the ninth floor of the refining body?

的 How good it is to be able to jump into two small realms at once!

They are all eight levels of refining. They used to be a higher level than Zhou Heng, but now they are surpassed by a small level, which makes them feel a huge gap. But it is useless to envy them, and they only have to congratulate Zhou Heng.

After the agreed time, Zhou Heng and the four led by Qi Guangyao met and returned to Jiulingzong.

This time they achieved a lot. Not only did they achieve the expected goals, but they also had a huge surplus. Therefore, they received the prize of Zongmen. Everyone received a contribution from Zongmen. Of course, except for Qi Guangyao, he volunteered to help of.

The contribution value of Jiuzongmen is the currency dedicated to Jiulingzong. It is worthless to put it outside, but it is more precious than gold and silver in Jiulingzong.

Because Zongmen, such as Gongfa, martial arts, and elixir, can only be exchanged for contribution values. Like Julindan, it requires ten contribution points to redeem. It seems to be a lot cheaper than gold and silver. It can be obtained. The difficulty is also extremely great.

Soon after returning to Zongmen, Han Yulian sent him ten Juyuandan, which was the first reward he received for the Zongmen assessment.

Ten Juyuandan, really a big deal!

Zhou Heng was happy that the black broken sword could provide him with less and less energy. Ten Juyuandan can increase one month of penance, which is what he needs most ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ The "strange encounters" in the misty valleys are naturally impossible to keep secrets. They have been publicized by Lu Qing for a long time, but they can't guess what adventures Zhou Heng got, and what kind of treasures they eat. Let him become a celebrity of Zongmen these days.

Such a famous method, Zhou Heng is not rare at all. He is a man who hides big secrets. In case someone finds the existence of a black broken sword ... he doesn't think he can compete with the existence of a poly-spirit.

Fortunately, Dan Tian has become his own world. Even if someone reaches into his body with his hand, he will not be able to find the existence of the black broken sword.

Miwu Death Valley gave him a very strong impact, making him suddenly broaden his horizons, even more than walking out of the original stone town.

"The silhouettes under the icy cold lake, capable donkeys, resurrected skeletons, what secrets are hidden in the mountains in the sky!" When Zhou Heng was puzzled, he was born with a strong curiosity. You can sweep the sky and make clear the cause and effect of the matter.

"In a few days it will be the beginning of the month, and you can challenge the ten strongest people to the door. I want to get a position to get the best cultivation resources and break into the blood-cultivating environment as soon as possible!"

He waited patiently, taking one Julian Pill every day, and all the other time was used to run Moon Shadow tactics to accumulate true power. Now the black broken sword provides him with less and less energy, he can't sit on the mountain.

As for Ling Tian's nine styles, he has been stuck in the fourth style now. To understand the sword's meaning, it needs an opportunity, otherwise he can't use any more time.

Zhou Heng seems to be back to the ten years of incapable cultivation. Except for the necessary rest, he spends all his time on cultivation.

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