Chapter 690: Come to the teacher bowl to come 30

Ning Shu saw some speechlessly watching Yu Ling Er in front of Qing Huajun and said: "Go to the side, I don't know what he is with him."

Yu Linger opened her arms and hens were like hens. When she looked at Ning Shu, she asked: "Sister, what happened in the end, Master is our master, how can we do it with the Master?"

"Hey, play while you go." Ning Shu said again, "The reason for this is that you don't understand."

"But the sister, no matter how the master is our master, you are doing a big deal. You are a teacher. You and I will be under the teacher's door. You should not be like this."

Qinghua Jun frowned and rubbed his heart, and the chest was shaking and felt very uncomfortable. Seeing this girl in front of her, Qinghuajun’s heart was inflated.

Ning Shu was a little impatient, and reached out and opened the Yu Linger directly, and it was not finished.

The reasoning is the same level, the strength is not strong, she is embarrassed in front of her, too lazy to listen.

The world is so simple and rude, not convinced to do one, but there are opinions.

Ning Shu did not have multiple hands, and directly opened Yu Linger. Yu Linger rolled up two times and was not injured.

Besides, the strength of the cultivator could not be hurt. Qing Huajun saw that Ning Shu had changed his hand to Yu Linger and his face changed.

But when I saw that Yu Linger stood up, it seemed that she was not hurt. She was relieved. She said coldly to Ningshu: "The body has the blood of the Mozu, and she doesn't know anything. You have to deal with him."

Ning Shu put the axe on his shoulder and said faintly: "If you don't move, take the blood and say things, and say that the human race is a good person."

Qinghuajun sacrificed the sword, and went to Ningshu to sneak away. Ningshu jumped away and the axe fell to Qinghuajun. Qinghuajun felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable with his body.

The people who saw their own sects fell into the wind, and the people who turned the sages came out to help, and the Mozus did not move, and anyway, some people cleaned up the Terran for them.

Ning Shu looked at the person who turned the fairy, with a smile on his face. "This is how much bullying is not."

Qinghua Jun said coldly: "You sneak into the fairy sect, the artifact of the sacred sect of the sacred sacred sword, you are the person of the Mozu."

Ning Shu waved his hand. "Don't be like this. I am the door of the longevity, not the Mozu or the people of the Terran."

"Don't you come to the Xuanyang sword?" Qinghua Jun asked cold geology.

Now is to say the truth, Ning Shu raised the axe, "say so much, do it."

Qinghua Jun feels uncomfortable, and Yulinger twists her body and keeps scratching her body. She grabs her face and scratches her neck.

Seeing the appearance of Yu Linger, Qinghua Jun felt more itchy, and Yu Linger left the battlefield.

Seeing that the party has gone, the sect of Xianxian does not know whether it should be played.

Others saw Ning Shu holding an axe, very incomprehensible, and somewhat speechless.

Ning Shu jumped on the spirit ship and said: "You will fight, I will watch it next to me, never do it."

Both the Mozu and the Terran looked at Ningshu, especially Xiao Susu, who was in the bloodthirsty worm, and looked at Ning Shu with red eyes. "Hey. People."

Ning Shu picked up his eyebrows. "Then I will retreat, you will fight."

The spirit ship moved back a bit.

Jiang Le Chao Ning Shu asked: "Master, who should we help?"

Ning Shu looked at the axe, "Help me, look at the fun."

Jiang Le had some doubts and looked at Ning Shu: "Don't you say that you want to revitalize the longevity?"

Ning Shu said: "I am revitalizing now. I am not defeating the Qinghuajun of the Xianxianzong. If you directly smash the most powerful people, you will stand up."

Qinghua Jun is the youngest period of the gods, and his strength is stronger than before.

Ning Shu is thinking, if it is not his own strength and artifacts, it is enough to win the Qinghua Jun.

Her strength is improving, and the strength of Qinghua Jun is also improving.

Jiang Le frowned. "Is there a lack of confidence in the longevity door that I have established?"

Ning Shu will take over the axe and close it up. He said faintly: "The demon and the demon are three-legged. The people who are fighting each other are the Terran and the Devil. People like us who cannot be self-sufficient because of the blood. After all, it is a minority. We have to do it. It is to survive, to live, not to compete with the Terran and the Devil."

Jiang Le licked his lips. "Don't we just look at it?"

"Which can, see who is not pleasing to the eye, you can go to fight, fight the demon, the Mozu is also a threat to us."

The Mozu is absorbed by the blood, and can be absorbed together with the class.

"You take a few younger brothers to fight with the Mozu." Ning Shu said.

Their situation is quite embarrassing, and the Terran Mozu have no place to live.

Heart plug.

Ning Shu gave a few disciples a man and a device, and said: "Don't fight with the powerful Mozu, but you can run, let your master protect you."

"Yes, Master."

The Terran and the Mozu attacked each other and tried to attack each other, but some people also paid attention to Ningshu, and they were prepared.

However, compared with the Terran and the Mozu, Ningshu’s power is simply incomparable.

Jiang Le took a few small teachers to fight on the edge of the Mozu. Ning Shu always pays attention to several disciples and prevents them from being hurt.

Qingyue stood beside Ningshu and watched the Terran and the Mozu underneath. He said: "In fact, you don't need to establish a Zongmen at all. Your skill has given these people a new way out, so what are you doing so?"

Ning Shu said: "It is always good to have a sect."

"Zongmen will only limit the spread of this kind of practice." Qing Yue said, "There are interests in the sect."

Ning Shu licked his forehead, thinking in his heart, he had to do something.

Before Ning Shu was still using the peerless martial arts as a sect of the sect, it was not circulated, fearing that this martial art was cultivated by the Terran or the Mozu.

But the demons scattered in this world can't all join the longevity gate, let the longevity door be a demon organization.

Ning Shu released his temper, saved a disciple, and then rolled him back. The younger disciple was the first to kill, his face was pale, and he woke up and looked very pitiful.

Ning Shu did not comfort him, cultivation and fighting with the sky, fighting with people, naturally experienced these.

It didn't take long for Jiang Le to come back with a few disciples. Some of the disciples had injuries on their bodies, and Ning Shu stuffed the healing medicine into their mouths.

Ningshu drove the spirit ship back to Zongmen.

Back to Zongmen, Ning Shu sat in the chair of the main hall and said to his disciple: "I intend to introduce the practice of Zongmen."

Other disciples did not react. Jiang Le frowned and asked: "Master, is this practice not a sect of the sect? When it was passed to the disciples, it also vowed not to let the disciples spread, saying that the Terran can also Practice, why are you going to spread now?"