Tang Ning chuckled, walked forward slowly, and said, "You want to buy and sell with the peak strength of the Nascent Soul, and you said I don't know how to polite? It's really interesting."

She looked at the old man and said, "I am in a good mood tonight and can spare your life, but I will keep your proud cultivation."

"Ha! Who do you think you are? Leave our cultivation level behind? It depends on whether you have the ability!" A Jindan monk sneered and said to the old man in the Nascent Soul: "Let us meet him first!" As soon as the voice fell, his figure had already flew out.

Tang Ning's lips curled slightly, and a blue figure also passed by the night. Her body movement was extremely fast, like a ghost, and she couldn't see it. She only knew that at the next moment, a scream sounded in the night, and their hearts trembled slightly.

"ah……"

The Jindan monk was the first to step forward, but he didn't even have a chance to take action. His cultivation was transformed by Tang Ning. The moment the spiritual energy dissipated, he screamed and fell to the ground and twitched, and his face quickly became old.

"hiss!"

Seeing that the Jindan monk had no chance to take action, he was nullified. The other cultivators with lower strength gasped, their eyes full of horror, and they almost took a step back from instinct, but no one dared to step forward.

Tang Ning looked at the other Jindan monk and the old man of Nascent Soul, and said, "Go together?"

Hearing this, the old man of Nascent Soul was provoked, and his breath was emitted. The next moment, his hand that had fallen beside him turned, and the breath of spiritual power condensed in his palm, gathering into a ball of air and attacking Tang Ning in front.

"I have to see if you can handle it!"

The pressure of the peak Nascent Soul monk was surrounded by a powerful airflow and attacked Tang Ning. Mo Ye was originally worried that she had just advanced to Nascent Soul, and she didn't know if she could catch the old man's attack. However, the next moment, she raised her hand and turned her hand. A breath of spiritual power flowed in her palm. She actually caught the airflow and held it in her palm.

Seeing this, a light flashed through his deep black pupils. If he were both a peak Nascent Soul monk, this attack would probably not be so easy to catch, but she easily caught it. Could it be that her cultivation level...

As soon as the thought arose, he felt that it was impossible. After all, Feixian's cultivation was so easy to achieve? Even if it was her, it was not easy. What's more, he knew her original strength and cultivation. It was just the peak of the golden elixir, so how could he jump to two levels at once?

But if not, how does this explain?

"That's it? It's a little bit!"

Tang Ning held the condensed airflow and played with it in her palm. As her palm rotated, the airflow became stronger and stronger, and the aura emitted became more and more terrifying. Even when the old man in the Nascent Soul saw it, he couldn't help but be frightened.

Who is this person?

At this moment, a bad premonition arose in his heart, knowing that he was probably meeting a strong man with stronger strength than him, but when the other party looked at him young, how could he compare to him in terms of cultivation? Above the Nascent Soul is Feixian. Even in this world of immortal cultivation, the Feixian is rare in ancient times, how did he believe that this young man in blue will have the strength to reach the strength of Feixian strong man?
Chapter completed!