These monks who came out of the sky were wearing uniform robes, with several strange beasts embroidered on their cuffs, and their auras were different, but they were very similar to Xiao Wuye and others. They should have been arranged by monks from the seven major sects to maintain order here.

After seeing them, Tukong quickly smiled and said, "No, we are just discussing some small things."

"The market in the wasteland is not allowed to drink. Forget it this time. If there is next time, it will be closed for one year!"

The monks glanced at everyone coldly and galloped away.

Then Tu Kong stared fiercely at the guy who was poaching, "Old Gui Du, what do you mean? Don't you know how to come first and then come?"

Du Laogui smiled and ignored Tu Kong, but looked at the three monks: "Three, their team is not experienced enough and has not been to the Nine Wilderness Domain a few times. Our "Flying Dragon" team is different. We traveled to three desperate situations more than ten times, and each time we can survive more than 60% of the monks. I wonder if the three are interested?"

The three monks glanced at Old Gui Du, then looked at the flying dragon team in the distance, and then looked at each other, as if they were talking to each other.

After a while, one of the male cultivators smiled and said, "Thank you for your kind invitation, but the three of us are not used to the team with too many people..."

"Oh, that's it, that's all."

Du Laogui nodded without a smile, turned around and left. Seeing this, Tu Kong glared at his back tightly, and then smiled at the three monks: "Three, we plan to go to the desperate situation of death. I wonder if the three of you can go the same way?"

"We are just about to die, but... we need to set off immediately."

"That's right. We only plan to gather seven people together and go on the road. Adding to you three, we will be the same number, and there will be a response on the road."

Tukong laughed.

The three monks looked at each other, their mouths slightly raised, and then Tu Kong began to inquire about the details of the three, and introduced Ning Qi and the other two.

The two men and women claimed to be from a casual cultivator. One of them was smiling and his eyes were narrowed when speaking. The surname was Wan Minglong. The other man looked taciturn and expressionless, and looked very cold. His surname was Yu Mingjian. The female cultivator had the same surname as Ning Qi, named Ning Donger.

"He is just the Creator of the Second Tribulation?"

Ning Dong'er looked at Ning Qi and frowned unconsciously.

"Ha, yes, the Xuanbei brothers are just the Creator of the Second Tribulation, but don't underestimate the Xuanbei brothers. They have not been practicing for a long time. If they are placed in other sects, they must be a genius level! "

Tukong said with a smile.

Ning Qi's eyes were a little strange. When did he tell him that he had not been practicing for a long time? Is it because he was afraid that these three people would not join the team because of this?

"Really?"

Ning Dong'er's eyes were a little suspicious.

At this time, Wan Long glanced at her, then smiled at Ning Qi and said, "Brother Xuanbei, I'm sorry, my third sister has a little straightforward temper. She has offended her a lot, so please forgive me."

Ning Dong'er was suddenly a little dissatisfied.

Ning Qi smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm really just the Creator of the Second Tribulation, Miss Ning is not wrong."

He was not sure if the Huanxi Demon Sect knew that he had broken through to the Creator of the Three Tribulations, so the aura he deliberately revealed before was only equivalent to the Creator of the Two Tribulations.

"Then we are already all together, why don't we set out today?"

Tu Kong smiled.

"Make some preparations and set off tomorrow."

Zhang Qinghuadao.

"Miss Zhang is right. Let's make some preparations and meet here on time tomorrow. Brother Tu, what do you think?"

Wanlong smiled.

"No problem. I've been waiting for the past few years, and I'm still missing this day? We might as well go to Dahuanglou for a meal tonight, and I'll treat you to the air!"

Tu Kong smiled.

Zhang Qinghua and Ji Kui expressed their gratitude for the treat of Tukong. Wan Long and the other two hesitated for a moment and nodded. Only Ning Qi did not express his opinion. However, because Ning Qi was only the Creator of the Second Tribulation, in fact, everyone did not regard Ning Qi too high in their hearts, and it didn't matter whether he expressed his opinion or not.

"That's what it's decided!"

Tukong said with a smile.

………

The wilderness market at night is different from the daytime, and it is even more lively than during the day. It is brightly lit and will last all night!

Ning Qi did not plan to go to Dahuang Tower, but wandered around the market, and his eyes swept through the stalls again and again. If he was lucky, he might be able to pick up some treasures for him.

Along the way, there were many more female cultivators on the road, most of whom were alien female cultivators. Judging from Ning Qi's aesthetic, they were completely unspeakable. However, when they passed by Ning Qi, they still gave up their eyebrows. The monks who had been in the Dafang City of the wasteland for a long time naturally knew what business these female cultivators were doing.

"Six hundred Yanxian coins!"

"Seven hundred! Boy, snatch a woman from me? Don't you know I'm from the Flying Dragon Team?"

"Senior, she is my sister. I also ask her to give up her hands and let her take her away."

"No, this natural Nine Yin Jue Vein can be my cauldron. Since she is your sister, you should thank me even more for becoming my cauldron. I believe that her cultivation will definitely break through rapidly, and maybe she has the opportunity to achieve the Creation Realm in the future!"

Ning Qi paused slightly. The place selling slaves in front of him was a little lively, surrounded by many monks. Ning Qi walked over and saw Bu Shaofeng, who had seen several months ago, standing in front of a stall with an anxious look on his face. Behind him was a woman with a confused expression, as if someone had imposed a forbidden method and locked her mind.

In front of Bu Shaofeng, there were several creators of the second tribulation. Ning Qi had the impression that they were members of the Du Laogui Flying Dragon Squad.

One of them looked cold and was only 1.6 meters tall. He looked like a monk like a monkey, saying coldly to Bu Shaofeng.

"You two have agreed on the price yourself and don't make noise in front of my stall!"

The stall owner is a foreign monk with a sage of tyrants, with his big bulging eyes filled with a trace of blood. He is also a creator of the second tribulation.

There are many slaves on this stall, with about a hundred people, some of whom have no cultivation, and some of them are not weak, not only human races, but also foreign races, all kinds of varied, but the only thing that is the same is that their expressions are very confused.

"There are only seven hundred Yanxian coins, I will take this woman away!"

The short monk glanced at Bu Shaofeng coldly, then threw a leather bag to the bullhead monk. After checking the number, his eyes fell on Bu Shaofeng: "He gives out seven hundred, how many do you give out?"

"One thousand, I'll pay one thousand!"

Bu Shaofeng gritted his teeth and handed the leather bag that Ning Qi gave him a few months ago to the Niu-Tao monk.
Chapter completed!