Becoming a succubus tentacle monster in the world of cultivation

Geng Xing glanced at Ye Chen speechlessly, complaining in his heart,

"This plot is too classic!"

Complaints are welcome, but since we have already promised the caravan to help them to the best of our ability, we must not be vague.

Geng Xing walked out of the carriage and looked in the direction where the explosion had just come from.

The big man saw Geng Xing coming out and was certain in his heart.

I saw a group of masked men rushing towards the caravan. The masked man in the lead stood motionless on a huge rock not far away, with a fireball floating in his palm.

Geng Xing saw at a glance that this leader was at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and that the fireball in his hand was a magic weapon. He thought to himself:

"It seems that the loud noise just now was caused by this magic weapon."

The masked man holding the magic weapon was activating it again. A huge flaming arrow slowly formed three feet above his head, and the arrow was heading towards the carriage of Geng Xing and Ye Chen.

"..."

Geng Xing was impressed by Ye Chen's ability to attract hatred. Even though he didn't even show his face, the attack was still directed at him very accurately.

There was no speech in my heart, but my body had already taken action.

Geng Xing summoned a dagger and pointed it at the masked man's head

"Whoosh!"

A cold light flashed, and the man in black reacted instantly, holding a magic weapon to block the dagger.

Geng Xing did not move again, but took out a long sword from the storage bag and flew into the air on the sword.

The aura of the eighth level of Qi Refining suffocated the two groups of people who were charging below.

Geng Xing looked at the scene below, feeling a strong sense of déjà vu. Controlling the urge to recite poetry, Geng Xing looked at the black-clad man holding the magic weapon and said aloud:

"My fellow Daoist, I have already promised to protect the caravan's safety. Could you please give me a favor and let them pass?"

The masked man holding the magic weapon was also shocked by Geng Xing, who was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, but he quickly calmed down and replied:

"Fellow Daoist, it's not that I don't want to give you this favor, but I'm also in a difficult situation. How about this: we each take a step back and leave the goods behind. We won't harm anyone. How do you say that?"

Geng Xing thought to himself that this masked man was very confident. He was not afraid of me even though he knew I was at the eighth level of Qi Refining. It seemed that he must have a backup plan. But it would be too embarrassing to retreat like this, so he opened his mouth to test me.

"Fellow Daoist, you should know that with my cultivation level, it is more than enough to kill all your people. Even so, do you still want to stop us?"

Before the masked man holding the magic weapon could speak, he heard an old voice coming from behind the boulder.

"More than enough?"

Geng Xing looked closely and saw an old man slowly walking out from behind the boulder.

Ninth level of Qi refining!

"Little girl, I don't want to fight you to death. Accept the proposal just now and take your people away."

Geng Xing held his forehead with his hand. This was too typical. No matter how well prepared the protagonist's side was, the enemy would always be a little stronger. The protagonist would come out to save the situation when everyone was in despair.

Although Geng Xing was not afraid of this old man who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, he would naturally avoid it if he could avoid an unnecessary fight to the death.

The old man on the opposite side also thought so. After all, no one knew whether the other party had any hidden cards. If you only looked at the realm and rushed in without thinking, it would be fine if you won, but it would be a big loss if you lost.

Geng Xing thought about this and looked at the big man leading the caravan. "What do you think? Do you want to save your life or the goods?"

The big man is now covered in sweat. If the other party is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, even without Geng Xing, they can still leave some lives and escape. But with the old man at the ninth level of Qi Refining, Geng Xing is naturally unwilling to risk his life for them. He now has only one choice.

"We give up..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Another voice came from the car that Geng Xing had just gotten out of.

"My fellow masked Taoists! Please leave now! Otherwise..."

The breath of foundation building!

Geng Xing complained again in his heart, "This is too typical!"

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Ye Chen instantly appeared beside Geng Xing. He looked down at the old man under the boulder and continued with a calm expression.

"...You will all die!"

The big man was certain again when he saw the aura of foundation building emanating from Ye Chen.

Geng Xing looked at Ye Chen beside him speechlessly. This wave made him act like a big shot.

"Building a foundation? Humph..."

The old man at the ninth level of Qi Refining was not afraid of Ye Chen who was in the foundation-building stage. He walked two steps to the side, and saw three more old men at the ninth level of Qi Refining walking out of the boulder. The four old men had similar faces and should be brothers.

"The Four Xuanming Elders?"

At this moment the big man recognized the group before him, and the caravan was thrown into chaos.

They knew the names of the Four Xuanming Elders. It was rumored that they had killed quite a few Foundation Establishment cultivators, and the four of them could fight against a cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment together.

Ye Chen's aura seemed to be at the foundation-building stage.

And the big man was once again full of big men.

Ye Chen's indifferent expression did not change. He looked at Geng Xing and said, "Fellow Daoist Geng, I have been entrusted with the task of protecting this caravan. Would you be willing to lend me a hand? I will definitely reward you handsomely after this matter is resolved."

Geng Xing could roughly tell from the conversation with Ye Chen just now that Ye Chen was a righteous man and should be the protagonist of a cool novel. He was not very cunning and his hiding of his cultivation was probably taught by others. He still believed what Ye Chen said.

But he still didn't agree in a hurry. After all, one can only judge a person by his appearance but not his heart. If he were to cross the river and then burn the bridge, Geng Xing would definitely be in trouble.

Ye Chen seemed to see Geng Xing's doubts, so he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Geng Xing. "This is the foundation-building pill I refined. It is of top-notch quality. It is a small token of my appreciation. Fellow Daoist Geng, you can open it and take a look. I will reward you generously after the task is completed."

"Do you think we are air?!"

The Four Xuanming Elders rushed forward, but Ye Chen was not afraid at all and went straight to meet them.

"Fellow Daoist Geng, I know you're worried that Ye might be the one to stab me. Don't worry, everyone here knows the name of the Little Medicine King, but no one knows I'm the Little Medicine King. I promise you on my reputation as the Little Medicine King that I will never stab you!"

Geng Xing had already known about the Little Medicine King from Bai Lingling's memory, but he had never expected that Ye Chen and the Little Medicine King were the same person.

The little medicine king in Bai Lingling's memory attached great importance to his reputation. After much deliberation, Geng Xing decided to take action. It would be too worthless if Ye Chen hated him for not helping. Judging from various phenomena, this guy was definitely the protagonist.

But Geng Xing did not go to help Ye Chen directly. Instead, he sent a voice message, "Brother Ye, please hold on for a while. I will go and deal with the sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator below!"

"Okay! Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

Geng Xing appeared behind the masked man at the sixth level of Qi Refining at an extremely fast speed and thrust out a sword. The masked man hurriedly used the magic weapon in his hand to resist and barely kept up with Geng Xing's speed, but due to the difference in strength, he was still knocked away.

The masked man quickly stabilized his body and looked at Geng Xing, but Geng Xing had already arrived in front of him and swung his sword at the masked man's neck.

A sword pointed at the head.

Geng Xing did not stop, took the masked man's magic weapon, and flew towards Ye Chen in the air with his sword.

Ye Chen was already at a disadvantage at this time, but he would not be defeated for a while.

"I'll step on Malena!"

Geng Xing shouted, controlling the dagger and stabbing it straight at an old man. He then charged towards another old man with his sword and slapped him. Although both were dodged, Ye Chen's pressure was reduced by half in this instant, and he instantly stood up. With one punch, he sent one man flying.

Geng Xing saw this and shouted, "Brother Ye, leave this to me!"

As he said that, he rushed towards the unlucky guy who was blown away.

You have to pick the softest persimmon to squeeze. The old Bidden who was blown away was injured and his fighting power was reduced. Geng Xing caught up with him and started a big fight.