NOVEL WEB Chapter 636 Sorry, my hand slipped
Taking a deep breath, Ning Ruan said slowly: "If I read correctly, the puppet beast is indeed from the secret realm of the Shangzong of the Ming and Qing Dynasties."
Zimmer: "He has a good chance."
Ning Ruan no longer paid attention to Han Ze at this moment.
He nodded perfunctorily.
"Third Senior Brother, what are you doing now?"
Zimmer paused for a moment, then responded: "Set up the formation."
Ning Ruan: "..."
She knew it.
She knew it.
The spider can't even weave its web as diligently as his three senior brothers.
"Third Senior Brother, please be less careful, otherwise we won't be able to find you again later."
Ning Ruan gave advice very seriously.
Zimmer: "..."
"Third Senior Brother? Why don't you speak?"
Zimmer: "..."
"Third Senior Brother, you won't be leaving, right?"
Zimmer: "..."
"Third Senior Brother, please speak!"
Zimmer: "..."
Zimmer didn't speak, but silently set up a small soundproof formation between himself and his junior sister.
Ning Ruan couldn't hear any more noise.
He had to return his attention to the field again.
After the five monks who were obsessed with dealing with her spent less than half of their efforts, they all changed their targets angrily.
One pot, one person, particularly conspicuous at this moment.
All the monks who knew that Ning Ruan had moved into the eighth floor ignored her.
As for those who don’t know.
There are still people who are determined to give it a try.
But the people just came up.
Then he saw several black balls coming towards him.
"..."
The sound of thunder bombs exploding instantly covered up other sounds of fighting.
The nearest ten-level spiritual master walked out of the center of the explosion in a state of embarrassment.
Staring at Ning Ruan, he was speechless for a long time.
Click.
Ning Ruan swallowed the spiritual fruit in her mouth, slowly raised her lips, and said in a clear voice towards the tenth realm monk who was blown up:
"Sorry, my hands are slippery, you can continue to break my defense now."
"..."
Damn it!
Your hands are slipping!
Don't think he didn't see it, those black balls were clearly aimed at him.
The tenth realm monk took a deep breath, then turned and left.
Break the defensive shield?
He was so full that he spent his time here.
I thought it was just something that could be easily broken, but before I took action, it seemed like I had suffered minor injuries.
The tenth realm monk was extremely aggrieved and turned his anger on others.
"Alas……"
This guy must be favored by the God of Mold.
No matter who she was looking for to vent to, she could always find her senior brother.
How miserable...
Ning Ruan looked at it blindly and took another bite of the spiritual fruit to regain her spiritual power.
"Little girl, they are all light spiritual masters. If you let them in, I can guarantee that I will never take action against you for a while."
Just when Ning Ruan was chewing the delicious food.
Beside his ears, a voice suddenly came.
Ning Ruan raised his head.
She met the eyes of the middle-aged monk looking at her.
Turning his head slightly, Ning Ruan glanced at the middle-aged monk and glanced at the six light spiritual masters behind him who looked uneasy.
Four women and two men.
All six of them stared expectantly at the iron pot above her head.
Seeing that Ning Ruan was silent, some middle-aged monks with eleven levels of cultivation lost their patience and frowned, "Hurry up and let them go in. Don't worry, I won't take action against you, at least not now." meeting."
Click.
Ning Ruan took a bite of the spirit fruit and shook her head, "No."
"What?" The middle-aged monk's voice was slightly higher. He really couldn't think of the reason why the other party disagreed. No matter how he looked at it, the advantages of staying with this group of light spiritual masters outweighed the disadvantages.
At this time, the consensus on the field was not to take action against the light spiritual masters. After all, they were no threat.
You can also take the opportunity to ask them to give you a healing spell.
Just wait until the competition reaches the later stage and then defeat these light spiritual masters.
"Why don't you agree?"
The middle-aged monk said impatiently, "It won't do you any harm."
Ning Ruan still said the same thing, "It just doesn't work."
The middle-aged monk frowned so hard that he could kill a fly, "They are just light spiritual masters. Even if they get in, they can't hurt you. How can you, a sword cultivator, be afraid of light spiritual masters?"
Ning Ruan smiled.
Raise your hand.
A healing spell was thrown out.
It's not surprising that these people could focus on her iron pot.
The iron pot is not only strong in defense.
Standing within the shield does not affect the emission of any energy outwards.
However, the external energy is strictly guarded and cannot enter even a little bit.
Putting the light spiritual master in, it is simply a fixed rescue station.
This is also something that all the monks on the field are happy to see happen.
"Healing? Are you also a light spiritual master?" Behind the middle-aged monk, a seventh-level light-based female cultivator subconsciously exclaimed.
The monks who were consciously paying attention to the movement here were also stunned.
This young monk from the fifth realm who has been hiding under the iron pot and carrying a sword box is actually a light spiritual master?
Ning Ruan nodded, confidently, "Yes, I am a light spiritual master, so it is even more impossible for me to let you in."
Just kidding, who doesn't know that she is just a weak and pitiful fifth realm?
Although the light spiritual master has no attack power.
But I can't resist the fact that she has a spiritual weapon. If she has any talisman or something like that, it would be too easy to stab her in the back.
Ning Ruan is not afraid of backstabbing.
It's that these people, knowing the risk of backstabbing, tricked her into opening the shield. This was outrageous!
"Anyway, no one will take action against you for a while. It's the same as standing aside."
"If you are afraid of being accidentally injured, use your own defensive weapons."
"As light spiritual masters, you don't even have defensive spiritual weapons, right?"
Ning Ruan's rhetorical question made several light spiritual masters look ugly.
Of course they have defensive weapons.
But those are life-saving things, how can they be used here?
Obviously that pot can easily cover their...
"We are all light spiritual masters. We should help each other, otherwise we will be the first to fall."
The light cultivator from the Seventh Realm gritted her teeth and said.
Ning Ruan almost laughed, raised her hand and threw a Thunderbolt 2.0 at him.
With the eleventh-level monk here, and the fact that he had been lost once before, anyone with a brain should be wary.
Ning Ruan is not worried about life.
really.
As soon as the thunderbolt was thrown out, it was controlled by the eleventh realm monk who had been prepared for it.
Seeing the opponent with a dark face trying to put away the thunderbolt.
How could Ning Ruan let him have his way?
A mental attack passes.
The Thunderbolt 2 in the hands of the middle-aged monk exploded on the spot.
Rao was already lost quickly enough.
When the explosion ended, his right hand was still bloody and bloody.
"You... how dare you..."
The middle-aged monk was so angry that his voice began to tremble.
Obviously very angry.
Several light spiritual masters quickly performed healing spells on his behalf.
Ning Ruan raised her eyes, "I'm so sorry, my hand slipped again just now."
talking.
She also hit him with a 'healing spell'.
Seeing her performance, the middle-aged monk was still furious and said, "Take back your healing skills, I don't need your treatment."
Don't give him a chance.
Otherwise, he must take revenge!
Ning Ruan narrowed her eyes slightly, increased her spiritual power, and continued to perform the 'healing technique'.
"Since it was my slipping hand that caused senior's injury, of course I have to make up for it!"
They're all hurt anyway, so let's just hurt them for a while longer.