Invincible Dragon Cultivation System

Chapter 1560 (Auto Generated Chapter Title)

1558: Words Crush Variety-Eight

In front of the giant gate of the Shady Garden, the powerful people at the forefront have already left.

Only in the front, there were four to five thousand people wearing black robes and shrouded all over.

All of them are forces below the first-class forces.

Don't underestimate this group of people. The entire vast area is vast, with three superpowers and eight first-class powers.

These eleven forces occupy only one-fifth of the vast area.

In the other four-fifths of the area, there are also hidden dragons and crouching tigers, especially near the ruins of the kingdom of God, but there are many mysterious organizations.

Many organizations exist to occupy the entire ruins of the kingdom of God.

Some secret organizations may not be weaker than some first-class forces.

Of course, there will be a big gap with the three superpowers.

Ling Jian'er hovered at the entrance alone, very eye-catching. She swept the front with some vigilance, and flew directly towards the outside without making a sound.

The Wang Xian hiding in the air also curiously scanned the positions of the first-class superpowers that had left.

"Heishui Shenhu? God tree? It seems that all these big forces have gone there? Maybe only in the last few days, the strong will come to protect the disciples!"

Wang Xian secretly said in his heart.

The Shady Garden has been in operation for a month, and now it has only been half a month. Those first-class and super-power people will basically stay in the Shady Garden for about a month.

If it hadn't been for Ling Jian'er to suddenly obtain three Jianxin grasses of the eighth order of the hole, she would not come out early.

"Buzzing!"

Just when Ling Jian'er was about to leave here quickly, thirty or forty people appeared again at the gate of the Shady Garden.

They scanned the surroundings and immediately locked Ling Jian'er in the void.

"Master, grab the woman from the Bingxin Dynasty!"

A middle-aged man in a black robe immediately pointed at Ling Jian'er and shouted loudly.

"Um?"

At the front position, everyone was attracted.

A dozen of them flew over here, with a trace of doubt on their faces: "What's the situation? Say!"

When Ling Jian'er heard the sound coming from behind, his face changed drastically, and he immediately used all the speed and fled towards the front.

Wang Xian frowned slightly, with a bad feeling.

"Master, can't let her run, she has treasures in her hands!"

The middle-aged man said anxiously, but he didn't dare to say that the opponent had three eighth-level spirit grasses in his hands.

Once it is said, a large number of strong people in front of the terror will swarm up.

"Elder, stop her, she got a few top spirit plants in the shady garden!"

The other team also quickly shouted at their elders.

"Top spirit grass?"

Everyone around was slightly startled, their gazes immediately turned towards Ling Jian'er's figure.

"People of the Bingxin Dynasty, Jie Jie, their strong is not there, I won't be polite!"

A gloomy voice suddenly came, followed closely, and a figure went out and directly chased Ling Jian'er.

"Go, Bingxin Dynasty is strong and domineering, since their disciples have spirit grass, then we laughed at it, haha!"

In less than a second, three more figures flew past.

"Tsk, what a pretty girl!"

"Boom boom boom!"

There were more than a dozen figures, directly chasing Ling Jian'er.

One by one, several of them exude a terrifying magical energy.

The seventh-level hole virtual, the terrifying powerhouse of the seventh-level hole virtual.

"Damn it, that's our thing!"

The elders of the two teams showed a cold face, and sullenly chased them directly.

The top spirit grass, the top spirit grass of the shady garden is the eighth order of Dongxu!

The few spirit grasses of the eighth order of the hole, even if they are the powerhouses of the seventh order of the hole, are incomparably moving.

Spirit grass of this level has a great effect on them.

Especially for those powerhouses who have a short lifespan and are struggling to find a breakthrough, the seventh-order pill of hole deficiency is an even higher treasure for them.

In an instant, more than 70 figures chased Ling Jian'er, among them more than 20 figures, with a majestic energy radiating from their bodies.

Terrible!

Ling Jianer's speed was very fast, and he fled about a minute in advance.

But no matter what, those who are chasing her are the existence of strong people on the vast continent.

When Wang Xian saw this scene, he secretly said badly, his face darkened slightly.

If he had known this, he would kill all the guys who were chasing Ling Jian'er!

"If you want to escape, come over to me!"

At this moment, in the frontmost position, an old man waved his arm, and a magic whip was wrapped around Ling Jian'er directly.

"This is the prey that our disciples found, everyone, it's crossed the line!"

An old man waved his arm, and a golden long sword slashed directly at the magic whip.

"What's your prey? Whoever caught it belongs to whom!"

The old man wielding the magic whip saw his attack cut off, and said with a bit of murderous expression on his face.

"Top spirit grass, I only need one!"

Several figures from behind rushed over and grabbed Ling Jian'er.

"Bumpy!"

However, the attack of several people was immediately stopped.

"The little girl in front, stop me immediately!"

With a shout, Ling Jian'er's face changed drastically, and she stopped quickly.

"Seniors, I am willing to give you all the Jianxincao I got!"

Ling Jian'er's face felt the terror attacks behind her, with fear in her eyes, she quickly took out Jianxincao and said loudly.

"Jianxin grass, the eighth-order Jianxin grass, and there are still three!"

When the people in black robes saw the three Jianxin grasses in Ling Jian'er's hands, their eyes showed fiery light.

The spirit grass of the eighth order of the hole is a treasure.

Ling Jian'er glanced at the black-robed people around him with horror: "Seniors, please look at the face of the Bingxin Dynasty and let me go!"

She had to bring Bingxin Dynasty forward, hoping that the other party could be more cautious.

"If you don't say that you belong to the Bingxin Dynasty, I might still let you go. Now, I want to crush you!"

However, as soon as Ling Jian'er's voice fell, an old voice came directly, a terrifying murderous aura, directly rushing towards her.

This made her face pale in an instant, and she looked at the old man on the left front with only a pair of cold eyes.

"He has an enmity with Bingxin Dynasty!"

Ling Jianer's body trembled slightly, watching a group of terrifying powerhouses surround him, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"The three eighth-level spirit grasses are not easy to distinguish, treasures, those who have the strength will know that whoever grabs it will get it!"

The old man swept his gaze at the crowd around him, and said sternly, a pair of withered arms came out of the black robe as soon as the voice fell.

The dry arm was like a devil's claw, once it came to Ling Jianer's side, only the terrifying devilish energy contained in it could shred it.

He didn't care about Ling Jian'er's life at all.

Looking at this attack, Ling Jian'er closed her eyes in despair, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind...

Will that person still save himself?

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