I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 301 Hundreds of dollars a month, what kind of life are you playing?

"Fortunately, there is only such a powerful monk in this big snow mountain. If there are more, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it."

Against ordinary monks in the First Holy Land, Qiu Ping seemed to be more than capable.

With the power of the two paths of time and space, it is difficult for any existence below the immortal to go through a round under his hands.

The peripheral vision of his eyes fell on Jido occasionally, and after confirming that the opponent was gradually being suppressed by the Meishan Divine Weapon, he also felt lucky in his heart.

In just half a day, the Meishan Divine Soldiers turned into a net and completely sealed off Qiduo, and none of the other monks could escape, thus declaring that the first holy place of Daxue Mountain was broken.

Ao Cang, who had been hiding behind the Meishan Divine Soldier, looked at all this and felt even more depressed.

He found powerlessly that the gap between himself and this loach seemed to be getting wider and wider.

Of those extremely weak opponents under Qiu Ping, in essence, at least 30 to [-] people have the strength of the original body.

But no one is the enemy of Qiu Ping.

"Congratulations, Mr. Tiju, for sweeping the number one holy place in Daxue Mountain. Najito is the number one expert in Daxue Mountain. Even he was defeated by your hands, and the others are not worth mentioning."

The old ghost at the side impatiently stepped forward to compliment, with a bright smile on his face, as if he was the one who just killed the Quartet.

Qiu Ping blushed a little at what he said. If he was able to defeat the monk, it was because of Meishan's soldiers and horses that dragged down most of the opponent's energy, otherwise he might not have been able to seize the opportunity.

But no matter what, the ending is good after all.

"My lord, let's go to the small world of the First Holy Land and get the loot first."

The old ghost quietly approached Qiu Ping's ear and whispered.

According to the rules of this Northern Expedition, once they leave the scope of Shinto, any gods can get [-]% of the spoils captured, and only need to turn in [-]%.

Shinto is not greedy for the little property of the subordinates. The reason for promulgating such regulations is just to fear that the gods from all walks of life will completely lose their awe of Shinto, and use this form to make them remember the existence of Shinto.

Qiu Ping felt a change in his heart, but he thought of what happened in the Third Holy Land, and immediately calmed down.

He suffered a big loss because of greed before, and once he was bitten by a snake, he dared not enter the Holy Land of Daxue Mountain casually.

"Stop talking nonsense, our mission has not been completed, how can we only care about self-interest? Wait until the Great Snow Mountain is completely pacified, and then talk about other things."

Although Qiu Ping's heart was bleeding, his face was still righteous, and he rejected the old ghost's proposal.

But the old ghost wondered from the bottom of his heart, what medicine did this kid take wrongly, why did he change his previous money-greedy face?

……

The ten holy places of the Daxue Mountain are scattered throughout the snow mountain thousands of miles away.For the gods, this distance is only a blink of an eye.

The news of the destruction of the first holy land also spread to the ears of the other great holy lands.

At this moment, they also knew the power of Shinto soldiers and horses. Although they loved their holy land, they still quickly packed up some important treasures, and then kept fleeing to the west.

After Qiu Ping heard that they were fleeing to the west, he immediately dispatched troops and horses to chase them away.

The whole Northland is nearly one hundred thousand miles in radius, and the territory is extremely vast, but the places that are really suitable for human survival are extremely rare, and it is even difficult for practitioners in most places to survive.

Because there are too few spiritual essences in the void, the vitality of the heaven and earth is seriously insufficient, enough to trap any life here to death.

It is rumored that going westward along the northern land is a real desperate situation. Unless you use ultra-long-distance teleportation or use the bodies of angels and bodhisattvas to cross, it is almost impossible to survive.

"Mother Hippie, those bald donkeys run so fast."

Qiu Ping stood on the top of the cloud, with black clouds billowing all over his body, and the Meishan soldiers and horses were full of evil spirits. They formed a huge encirclement circle in the formation of "long snake", and kept chasing the remnants of Daxueshan.

In the vast and boundless, snow-white northern wilderness between the sky and the earth, this team controlling the dark clouds looks so eye-catching.

However, although Meishan soldiers and horses are powerful, their moving speed is not fast, at least far behind Qiu Ping's own moving speed.

Even with the passage of time, the distance between the two sides is still widening.

But Qiu Ping didn't rush forward. Although these monks were chased around, there were at least seven immortal-level masters among them. What they were afraid of was not the little loach, but the divine power behind him.

If these people are really pushed into a hurry, it will be Qiu Ping who is unlucky.

Besides, the environment in front of this is getting worse and worse. If the consumption is too large, there may be a risk of falling.

This job belongs to the public, but his life is his own. Little Loach still makes a clear distinction.

A few hundred yuan a month, what is your life?

"Kakkaka."

As he got deeper and deeper into the Northland, Ao Cang's teeth began to fight.

His strength is the weakest, although he is the body of a real dragon, but in this environment, he is becoming more and more unable to bear it.

And because he is a real dragon, he is more dependent on the spirit essence. As the concentration of spirit essence around him continues to decrease, he feels his body getting weaker and weaker.

On the contrary, the old ghosts and Meishan soldiers and horses are born with ghosts, and they are more adaptable to such a cold environment.

"Crack clap."

Little Loach took out a vermilion fruit from the scale space, hugged it and gnawed it.

He is actually also afraid of the cold, although he is not as unbearable as Ao Cang, but he does not want to move lazily.Fortunately, there are many pure yang fruits in the space of his scales, and after eating a few of them, he feels warm all over his body.

"boom."

Qiu Ping and the others were chasing forward, but suddenly, a huge snowstorm rose from the void in front of them.

Every snowflake is like a sharp knife, cutting towards them violently.

"go."

Seeing this, Qiu Ping was not afraid at all. He stretched out his hand and swiped across the void in front of him. The space in front of him was cut like white paper, and the dangerous space turbulence would engulf everything in the material world.

When the wind and snow in front of him swept across the space in front of him, it immediately split into two and spread out in all directions.

Although this scene was understated, the old ghost and Ao Cang's eyelids twitched wildly.

Even without becoming a fairy, he played the way of space so exquisitely. This kind of space talent is too monstrous.

"Let's stay here and don't go any further. If these monks can really break through the impasse, it's their luck."

However, although Qiu Ping solved the blizzard, he also felt a serious lack of spirit.

Now every time you move forward, the risk factor will increase exponentially.

As the coach now, Qiu Ping also has to consider the safety of the entire team.

Following his order, the Meishan soldiers and horses stopped, but they did not return.

They just want to block here, forcing everyone in Daxue Mountain to be unable to turn back, otherwise the group of monks will repeatedly fight against themselves and others, and the future will be very difficult.

Qiu Ping stood on a high place and looked into the distance.

Because there is no obstruction here, he can see very far, and he can vaguely see some figures hundreds of miles away from them.

If he wants to chase and kill, he only needs to use the prototype of the realm, and he can catch up in a breath.

But then he might face the siege of several masters, coupled with the harsh and unknown environment here, Qiu Ping didn't want to take risks.

"It's a pity, the most valuable treasures should all be taken away by the monk."

Qiu Ping felt a little heartbroken, and only hoped that King Mingling would give him an official title when he went back this time, so as to make up for his heart.

"Huh? Why do I seem to see a face?"

Qiu Ping stared at the bald backs of the monks' heads. After all, these people ran away behind their backs.

But why can he see a face, is someone looking back at him?
Little Loach widened his eyes, wanting to see the real thing.

But suddenly, that face approached him at an extremely fast speed, and within a breath, it appeared within ten miles of the little loach.

Little Niach was startled with fright, and was about to take a step back when the man appeared less than a hundred feet away from him.

"Enemy attack! Be alert!"

Little Niach took a step back, and Meishan soldiers and horses gathered quickly to protect him in the middle.

This gave him a sense of security.

And at this time, Qiu Ping really saw the other party's appearance clearly.

This person is extremely thin and tall, with deep facial features and a spiral bun on the top of his head.The skin is a light golden color, although it looks weird, but it gives people an inexplicable sense of sacredness.

A wheel of brilliant golden light swirled behind him, reflecting his whole body pure and ethereal.

The moment he saw this person, Qiu Ping didn't dare to move.

He could still sneak up on that Qido, but in front of this person in front of him, he didn't even have the guts to make a move.

"The subtle golden wheel of immeasurable pure light... is... is..."

The old ghost beside him was trembling, his teeth were chattering much faster than Ao Cang.

"What do you mean?"

Qiu Ping turned his head away. Although this person looked very powerful, he was not so frightened.

"Bodhisattva of the Tenth Ground! This man is a Bodhisattva of the Tenth Ground!"

The old ghost yelled, almost fainting.

"Uh... I don't understand."

"The Bodhisattva of the Tenth Ground is the highest attainment position of a Buddhist Bodhisattva, waiting like...waiting like a golden immortal."

"Snapped."

Little Loach was so frightened that he squatted on the ground, his crotch was a little wet.

Immortals, angels, golden immortals.

This is almost the top existence anywhere in the sky and on the earth. What kind of evil did I do, how could I encounter such a pervert.

His knees were weak, and he couldn't help but knelt down to beg for mercy, only to find that this person happened to be looking at him.

Just looking at each other, Qiu Ping only felt that the Taiyuan Tianchi was collapsing and countless golden lotuses were withering, and the light of Buddha burst out in his consciousness, and he felt the intention of taking refuge.

This person seems to be transforming himself.

But the little loach has no ability to resist at all, his two laws of time and space, and all his magical powers are no match for the opponent's glance.

His proud leapfrog fighting ability is as ridiculous as a baby in front of the opponent.

"It's over."

Such a thought flashed through Qiu Ping's mind, and he had no choice but to let others slaughter him.

"boom."

But at this moment, an incomparably brilliant light wheel of merit and virtue emerged behind Qiu Ping's head, like a rising sun.

A soft and tenacious force repelled the man's strength.

"Ok?"

Finally, there was a trace of fluctuation in this person's eyes, as if he was more interested in Qiu Ping.

However, it was just a little more interest.

The golden light of merit and virtue of 10 people may be very powerful for ordinary immortals, but it is not so unusual for them, who are once certified and permanently certified, and their realm will not regress.

He was just curious as to why this little loach with such a low level had merits of such intensity.

Also, he saw a lot of messy cause and effect from this little loach, and there were even several lines of cause and effect, which even he couldn't see clearly.

"Such good talents and beautiful jade, since they are predestined to be in my Buddhist sect, they will come into my sect, and they will be happier than being a sixth-grade deity." Although this person did not open his mouth, his voice sounded in Qiu Ping's heart.

The round light behind him suddenly became more dazzling, overwhelming Qiu Ping's golden light of merit in an instant.

Qiu Ping had no way to resist at the moment, so he had to let the other party do what he wanted.

"Chichi."

However, in the next instant, a cloud of black air suddenly emerged from this person's body, and immediately after that, it turned into a series of black lines like a gangrene, spreading wildly on his body.

It also added a lot of ugliness and imperfections to his seemingly sacred torso.

However, Qiu Ping's originally suppressed golden light of merit seemed to increase tenfold in strength at this moment, and directly sent this person flying.

"What happened?"

Little Niqiu was a little confused about the current situation. Could it be that he had a domineering aura in his body and hurt this person?
After the monk was blown away for tens of miles, he slowly floated in the void with a distorted expression on his face.

A series of unsightly black lines proliferated and spread crazily on his body, but no matter how he used the power of Buddha, it was difficult to get rid of them.

"I'm still thinking about how big a fish I can catch this time. It turns out that you are the one who came, the Bodhisattva Supreme King. It's a pity for this bait."

"Hahaha, what's the taste of this catastrophe? But you Buddhists made it. As a Buddhist senior, you just have a taste or two."

The void in front of Qiu Ping was slightly distorted, and a dark figure walked out slowly.

But it was True Lord Hei.

Although he was smiling, there was no smile on his face.

And the little loach on the side was full of question marks.

"Fishing? What fishing? Who is the bait? It can't be me. You guys always like to fish with fish. Is it interesting?"

The monk didn't say a word, but tried his best to dispel the catastrophe from his body.

Although he is immortal, these negative auras are extremely stubborn, and it will take a long time for him to get rid of them.

But in the current environment, the enemy can't tolerate his refining safely.

These people in the divine way are really insidious and cunning, and they actually set up layouts on this little loach.

"Although the bait was a bit wasted, at least I caught a Bodhisattva of the tenth stage, so it can be regarded as a return to capital."

After his words fell, the sky became completely dark, and the light between the sky and the earth seemed to be completely sucked away, leaving only the purest darkness.

The vast ice field fell into eternal night.

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