My friends are gods

Chapter 254 Who else wants to ask for advice?

Song Qiming thought to himself, under the attention of everyone present.

Zheng Changle of the Zheng family has already launched an attack on the glasses first.

I saw his palm waved lightly in front of him, and a strong spiritual energy gathered in his palm.

The aura fluctuated slightly, shining with a faint light.

Song Qiming nodded lightly. This kind of spiritual energy can indeed compete with master masters.

It seems that this Zheng family also has some inheritance.

At least, ordinary people will not have this quality of aura if their cultivation skills are too poor.

The rest of the cultivators also nodded.

Obviously, they also expressed high praise for Zheng Changle's aura.

"Pick me up!"

Zheng Changle let out a deep cry, waved his hands violently, and volleyed a palm towards the glasses.

The aura in front of him changed abruptly, and faintly formed a palm, carrying a huge force, and slapped it towards the glasses.

Wherever the palm passed, the dust on the ground was stirred up.

This Zheng Changle really has two brushes.

"Hmph, flashy!"

The glasses snorted coldly. With Zheng Changle's strength, the best way to attack is to attach the spirit energy to the body, so as to ensure that the spirit energy will not disperse and exert the greatest power. However, the current volley attack, although it seems very Strong, but not powerful.

"Only you are not worthy to be my opponent."

The glasses said lightly, and waved his palm casually.

A powerful spiritual energy erupted abruptly from his palm, forming a fist in the air.

"boom!"

The fist met the palm and smashed down heavily. Immediately, the aura fluctuated.

And Zheng Changle's palm, which was formed by gathering aura, was annihilated in an instant.

The fist condensed from the glasses was still so solid, and the trend remained undiminished, and he smashed it hard.

"what?!"

Zheng Changle's expression changed, and he subconsciously yelled.

He had confidence in his palm, but he didn't expect that the fist of glasses was so powerful.

At this moment, he was trying to escape, but it was too late.

"Buzz!"

Zheng Changle's body trembled slightly, and he waved his hands in front of him again and again, a wave of spiritual energy surged out, and a line of protection was arranged in front of him.

"boom!"

His fist hit the defense heavily.

"Crack!"

Immediately, the defense that was supposed to be impregnable was shattered like fragile glass in an instant.

"puff!"

The defense was breached, Zheng Changle's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out, his body flew upside down in an instant, and hit the ground heavily.

The ground was hit by him to create a depression.

The glasses calmly waved his hand, and the fist formed by the condensed spiritual energy immediately dissipated like smoke.

"You are not qualified to let me teach you."

Glasses said lightly, with no complacency or sarcasm on his expression, just calmly telling a matter of course.

"puff!"

The severely injured Zheng Changle, after hearing this, his blood surged, his anger was overwhelming, and he spit out another mouthful of blood.

Everyone around looked at the glasses in horror.

What a strong strength!
Zheng Changle is already good, but he still can't hold on to a move in this person's hands.

This person's strength may have entered the foundation building stage.

Everyone's eyes shifted slowly to Song Qiming, their eyes were full of horror.

The disciples are all at the Foundation Establishment stage, so how powerful will this master be?
Jindan period...

Involuntarily, everyone trembled slightly.

If it's really the golden core stage, then it's a big deal.

However, at such a young age, it shouldn't be the Golden Core stage.

Everyone has different expressions, but their thoughts are surprisingly the same. Some people have decided to invite the most powerful existence they know to come out.

Otherwise, they will not be able to cultivate in the entire Yanjing City.

"Who else wants to ask for advice?"

At this time, the eyes of the glasses scanned for a week, and said lightly.

No one speaks.

Everyone nowadays is not sure about the strength of the glasses, so naturally they dare not ask for advice easily.

"Farewell!"

Someone cupped his hands at Song Qiming and his glasses, left a word, turned around and left.

Seeing the first person leave, the others also left one after another.

There's still a week left.

Taking advantage of this time, it is the kingly way to invite the strongest people you can.

They don't want to lose the cultivation area of ​​Yanjing City.

Everyone is leaving.

In a blink of an eye, Zheng Changle was the only outsider left.

At this time, Zheng Changle struggled to stand up from the ground, wiped the blood from his mouth, and glanced at his glasses with a cold expression.

In the end, his eyes stayed on Song Qiming.

Be sure to notify the family.

After a week, come and get back in the game!

At that moment, Zheng Changle waved his hand abruptly, turned around and left.

Wait until everyone has left.

Glasses breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Song Qiming, and said with a smile, "Master, have I saved the Yanling Pill now?"

"Ah."

Song Qiming nodded with a smile on his face.

He originally thought that many of these people would do it, so he also had the intention of letting the glasses actually fight.

But unexpectedly, only Zheng Changle did it alone.

Moreover, it is still a weak chicken.

"Practice well."

Song Qiming smiled faintly, and said softly: "In a week's time, there will be a ring battle, you have to be prepared."

There was a flash of light in the eyes of the glasses, and he replied in a deep voice: "I will definitely!"

Song Qiming nodded.

If the glasses can handle it, Song Qiming doesn't have to do it himself.

Anyway, this place will never be given up.

No matter how powerful the other party invited, it was not enough for Song Qiming to crush it with one finger.

Go back to the room.

Liu Zhiqing and Dongfang Jinyu have woken up from the state of cultivation.

They stood up, bowed slightly, and saluted.

Song Qiming waved his hand, indicating that there is no need to be polite.

"Master, those people outside..." Liu Zhiqing said hesitantly.

Song Qiming said flatly: "It's just a bunch of chickens and dogs, don't worry about it."

"Yes." Liu Zhiqing nodded in response.

Dongfang Jinyu walked to the side of the glasses and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

"Of course it's fine." Glasses smiled slightly and said, "With a master by my side, even if the other party is strong, I'll be fine. What's more, the person who did it is just a weak chicken."

Song Qiming looked at the two of them and teased, "You know you're distressed before you get married?"

Dongfang Jinyu smiled shyly.

Glasses pursed his lips, trying to say something, but he didn't speak in the end.

It would be too embarrassing for the Dongfang family to force the marriage if the master came forward.

Song Qiming knew what his eyes were thinking, but he didn't point it out.

His disciples must not bother him with everything.

If he didn't even have the ability to stand on his own, he wouldn't be qualified to be Song Qiming's disciple.

(End of this chapter)