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After Kunpeng went out, He Yunlong clutched his red and swollen face and came to check the injuries of Baerba Mountain. After watching for a long time, he did not find any injuries. It was immediately surprising that they were all beaten up by the middle-level spiritual cultivator. Why didn't they suffer any injuries? ?

"You, how abnormal are your defenses?"

Baer Bashan knew that Kunpeng didn't want these people to know their strengths, so they all smiled: "In fact, we were injured a bit inside. However, seniors don't worry, can you recover after adjusting your breath for a while?"

"But, why can't you see the injury?" He touched his face, not only his cheeks, but his head was still buzzing.

It was only the 9th-order demon cultivator who shot him, not the spiritual cultivator.

"Our master taught us how to use spiritual protection, so most of the strength of the opponent’s strike was offset by spiritual power. However, using spiritual protection has a disadvantage, that is, it will damage the inner lining and consume a lot of spiritual energy. ."

They are pure nonsense, but they are indeed heartbroken. If there is a chance, they must kill all the guys who beat them. Dare to insult them like this, my aunt can bear it, but my uncle is unwilling to bear it.

"Then you hurry up and adjust your interest rate."

Kunpeng came to the next room and looked at the three of Huang Rong: "Are you all okay?"

Liren said: "Something is going on. Brother, are we too low-key? Anyone dare to come and bully us!"

Huang Rong and Mei Chaofeng did not speak, but there were still many complaints in their hearts.

"Oh, it's a bit low-key, but it doesn't end well for the people who shot us. We can't do anything to them. God will be blind to them, so we can just help us clean them up."

"Cut, God's busy, so I don't care about our messy things!"

"Wait and watch for a while. Within a stick of incense, they will explode and die, and their body and soul will be destroyed."

Huang Rong looked at Kunpeng with some weird eyes: "Brother, did you secretly make a move?"

Kunpeng is noncommittal. At this time, there was a tumult of noise from downstairs.

"Go back and stand with the old Zi!"

Kunpeng and the others hurriedly walked out of the room, and the previous black-clothed masked man was stopped by a pair of Tsing Yi monks who had arrived outside before leaving the gate of the inn.

He Yunlong also left the room and stood beside Kunpeng: "The dragon guards are here. These people don't dare to be rampant now, right?"

"The guards, can you beat a middle-level spiritual cultivator?" Ba Er asked.

"The guards will definitely not be able to beat them, but they can invite the spirit race monks, and the dragon race is also possible. Moreover, the dragon race is originally the largest clan in the demon world, and the number of monks entering the spirit race is the largest. Even the spirit race headquarters also has Many monks are of dragon origin."

Kunpeng did not speak, but looked at the small courtyard. Most of the demon cultivators who came in were ninth-level dragon demon, but there were also four spiritual cultivators of the seventh and eighth levels, and several sixth-level and fifth-level cultivators.

Such a lineup is indeed more than enough to deal with more than a dozen middle-level spiritual cultivators who are looking for trouble.

However, the two demons faced each other in the yard, and neither had the tendency to do anything.

"Can't let them beat people and smash things in vain!"

I don't know who roared, and a stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves. The oppressed dragon demon cultivators suddenly broke out, rushing out of their respective rooms and rushing to the black-clothed and masked cultivators.

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