Seven character cards for opening rewards

Chapter 569
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

But in the arena, it is inevitable to encounter some intrigues, open competition and undercover robbery.

Just now.

Ning Lang personally experienced a good show.

This is also the first time he has done it in more than half a year since he traveled long distances and worked hard to come to Leiyu.

There is no other reason, but because someone took a fancy to the Tai'a sword on his waist, and after leaving the restaurant, the group of gentlemen who were still in the inn just now followed all the way.

When Ning Lang came to a deserted place, the six Lei Yu monks whose average strength was in the seventh or eighth heavenly realm immediately surrounded Ning Lang.

Of course Ning Lang knew that someone was following him, so he deliberately walked to this deserted place.

Seeing that they finally showed up, Ning Lang pretended to be stupid and asked, "What do you guys mean?"

"Hand over your sword and all the Lingyuan money on your body, and we can spare your life."

Ning Lang said: "I am a sword cultivator, do you know what his sword means to a sword cultivator?"

"Don't talk nonsense, we will give you three breaths of time to think about it, if you don't hand over the things, don't blame us for being cruel."

Seeing their eagerness to fight, Ning Lang couldn't help laughing and said: "It seems that this is not the first time you have done this kind of thing, I think you are quite skilled."

"Brother Chen, I don't think we should talk nonsense with him, just kill him directly."

The person called Brother Chen is naturally the leader and the strongest person among them. After hearing what his teammates said, he still seemed a little hesitant.

He is also over 130 years old this year. Although a monk may practice in seclusion for several years at a time, age may not represent a person's knowledge, but he has encountered some things in the past few years. Under siege, he still seemed so calm and composed. He was afraid... afraid that Ning Lang had a deeper background.

"Brother Chen, what are you waiting for?"

The middle-aged man with a beard looked at Ning Lang again, and he asked tentatively, "Are you from Lei Gong?"

"Thunder Palace?" Ning Lang was puzzled.

Seeing Ning Lang's puzzled expression, the middle-aged man also breathed a sigh of relief.

In Leiyu, Leigong is equivalent to the mighty sect in the human world. It is the most powerful force in the world, and no one or any other force can compete with it.

Several teammates of the middle-aged man heard the meaning of the words, and one of them hurriedly said: "Brother Chen, you must be worrying too much, how could he be from Lei Gong, Lei Gong's disciples have special clothes .”

"Are you really going to lose your life for a sword?" the bearded man asked domineeringly.

Ning Lang was indifferent.

The bearded man finally ordered: "Do it."

Six people, from six different directions, using six different immortal techniques, attacked Ning Lang at the same time at the same time!
Just when they thought they were going to succeed, Ning Lang, who was surrounded in the middle, suddenly disappeared in place.

"what!"

"What about people!"

"Get out of the way!"

Ning Lang disappeared on the spot, but they had already made a move. With such a short distance, it was impossible for them to take back their strength, so...

"Bang bang bang."

A series of collision sounds suddenly sounded, and the group of six people flew upside down in an instant, then fell heavily to the ground, and even shook the ground several times before stopping.

Seeing them 'cannibalizing each other', Ning Lang didn't feel any disturbance in his heart.

He knew that if it was not him who came here today, but a person whose realm was not as good as theirs, he would probably be dead by now.

So there is no need for this group of people to sympathize.

After the bearded man spat out a big mouthful of blood, he forced himself to sit up from the ground. He looked at Ning Lang in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior, please forgive me, senior, please forgive me."

Ning Lang patted the gourd raising the sword, and the Baichuan dagger flew out. In just an instant, the eyebrows of the other five people were all pierced by the dagger, killing them on the spot.

Seeing this scene, the bearded man turned pale with fright.

Ning Lang stepped forward step by step, and asked condescendingly, "I want to ask you a few things. Tell me honestly. I can save your life. I always do what I say."

The bearded man was dull for a long time, then nodded abruptly.

"Where is the Thunder Prison?"

"Thirty miles to the north of Thunder Palace, there is a basin. Every November, the sky thunder will be extremely active. Many monks above the level of transforming gods will use the sky thunder to temper their bodies at this time, but this November must not go."

"Why?"

"The Heavenly Thunder Prison will go berserk every 50 years. At that time, all the most ferocious Jinyao Tianlei will fall from the sky. Even the strongest in the Tianzun realm will not dare to approach there."

"Then has anyone survived the tempering of Jin Yao Tianlei you mentioned?"

"Yes!" the bearded man immediately said: "Master Duan Jun of Thunder Palace survived Jin Yao Tianlei's temper, he is also the only one who survived Jin Yao Tianlei's temper, besides..."

"What else?"

"In addition, I heard that Lei Xiao, the most talented disciple of Lei Gong, will try to enter the Heavenly Thunder Prison in November."

"Lei Xiao?"

Ning Lang remembered this name. This person also took part in the Heavenly God Examination in the Heavenly God Realm, and his strength seemed to be ranked No.11 to No.15 on the previous genius list. Of course, after the merger of the two world genius lists, he The ranking is definitely far behind.

Ning Lang thought about it.

The bearded man on the ground thought that Ning Lang was considering whether to kill him, so he immediately knelt on the ground and said excitedly: "Senior, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. I will know everything and talk about it. Please also ask me." The senior sees this and spares my life."

Ning Lang withdrew his thoughts, nodded and said, "Don't worry, I said I won't kill you if I don't kill you, you can go."

The bearded man was overjoyed when he heard the words, he hurriedly got up from the ground, not caring about getting rid of the dust on his body, turned around and ran back.

After running more than a hundred steps without hearing any movement behind him, the bearded man also heaved a sigh of relief.

Just as he was relieved.

A dagger also struck fiercely with the momentum of piercing through the air, and finally pierced through the sea of ​​manly aura.

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, and the man slumped on the ground stiffly, his face ashen.

Ning Lang did not break his promise.

He didn't kill him.

But it destroyed his eighth layer of energy, making it impossible for him to improve his realm in this life, and even his current realm would regress.

Ning Lang retracted Baichuan expressionlessly, and left the place directly.

What the man said just now should not be deceiving. After all, the matter of Tianlei Prison is not a secret in Leiyu. Ning Lang had inquired about it when he first came here. Now he is asking again, just to confirm.

The reason why he waited so long in Leiyu was because of Jinyao Tianlei in November.

Since someone can survive the tempering of Jin Yao Tianlei, he must try it himself. After all, if he doesn't go to Tianlei Prison this year, he will have to wait another year.

Ning Lang didn't want to waste two full years in one place.

It is early October.

Counting the time, it's time for me to go to Tianlei Prison.

Ning Lang went north all the way, crossing mountains, rivers and swamps, and finally came to Guanlei City, which is the closest casual cultivator gathering place to Tianlei Prison and one of the most prosperous counties in Leiyu.

There are people coming and going in the city, so it is very lively.

Ning Lang was just about to turn into an inn at the foot of the city, waiting for November to come, but he was surrounded by several children wandering in the street, the oldest of them was only eleven or twelve years old, and one of them was wearing gloves. The snot-nosed baby with candied haws in his bag looks no more than six or seven years old.

Ning Lang looked down, and asked with a smile, "Are you okay?"

The oldest child raised his head and asked cautiously, "Uncle, can you show us your sword?"

"Why do you want to see my sword?"

The snot baby sniffed and said very boldly, "I just want to."

Ning Lang raised his head and glanced at the endless stream of people on the street. Remembering what happened this morning, he hesitated for a while, pointed to the outside of the city and said, "Let's go, look outside the city."

Who didn't have a dream of holding a sword to the end of the world when he was young.

But there are a few who can realize their dreams.

Ning Lang didn't want to show them the sword, he wanted to fulfill their dreams.

……

(End of this chapter)