Traveling through the heavens as a myth

"Big Brother Ning."

The boy surnamed Zhong turned his head back and responded, then turned his head and looked outside the terrace.

Ning Yang walked to the side of the boy surnamed Zhong and followed his gaze to the sky.

The sky is gray and the clouds are thick.

At this moment, small white dots floated in the sky.

Ning Yang caught a small white spot with his hand, feeling a cold in the palm of his hand.

"Snowing."

Ning Yang murmured, because Zhenhai City was near the East China Sea, it had never snowed. This was the first time he saw snow.

Snow fell, and the city quickly became white.

"Boom boom boom"

There was a vigorous and long bell, and on the street outside the inn there were sergeants in helmets and armor running back and forth and shouting.

"The Monster Race is attacking the city! The City Lord's Mansion hires cultivators to resist the Monster Race. If you wish, please go to the city wall by yourself!"

Ning Yang turned his ears, and immediately heard the sergeant's shout.

Ning Yang and the young man surnamed Zhong looked at each other, nodded, and walked downstairs with the old servant and two young guards who appeared behind them at some unknown time.

In the process of going downstairs, Ning Yang found that many cultivators had also come out of the room and went downstairs together.

On the street, the cultivators rushing to the city wall formed a flow of people.

Following the flow of people, a group of five people came under the city wall and simply registered their identities. Everyone received a token.

I heard from the person who issued the token that this token is made with a special divine gold, which can induce demons.

After killing a monster race, the token can be automatically sensed and recorded, and then the token can be used to exchange credit.

Pinning the token around his waist, Ning Yang walked up to the city wall with a flaming spear.

At this time, many cultivators had gathered on the wall, and there were also many cultivators in the outer element realm.

Ning Yang ignored the other cultivators, but cast his gaze outside the city wall.

In the distance, a black tide came.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a monster race.

On the ground, tiger demon, lion demon, wolf demon, leopard demon, bear demon, snake demon...

In the sky, eagle demon, eagle demon, eagle demon, falcon demon...

Unlike Zhenhai City, which are all sea monsters, most of the monsters here are mountain monsters.

"put!"

"call out!"

However, like the siege of the sea monster in Zhenhai City, the ground was washed with arrows and then greeted by defensive equipment such as wood, stone, and boiling oil.

As for the monster clan who climbed the city wall, it was up to the cultivator to deal with it.

Ning Yang tightened the flaming spear, the phantom of the Wind Hot Wheel appeared on both feet, and the perfect essence of the outer element realm came out.

"The Outer Origin Realm is complete!"

"very young!"

"Where did the genius come from?"

At the moment when Ning Yang revealed his cultivation level, the practitioners with a slight eye on the wall were in an uproar.

Now that he had decided to reveal his cultivation base, Ning Yang had no scruples, his figure flickered, and afterimages appeared on the wall.

"Fast speed!"

"So strong!"

Heads of the Yaozu fell, leaving behind a sound of exclamation.

Ning Yang has become the focus of attention of all cultivators.

"Humph!"

"Arrogant kid!"

"If you don't know how to save true yuan, I see how you keep going."

There are also other practitioners in the Outer Origin Realm who are dissatisfied with Ning Yang stealing their spotlight.

They also began to show off, but they were more restrained, calculating the consumption and replenishment speed of true yuan.

However, they expected that Zhong Ning Yang's squandering of the true essence would not happen.

Watching Ning Yang kill all the way, the monster clan fell head-on, but Ning Yang didn't look like his true essence was about to run out.

Those people's eyes gradually widened, and they couldn't believe it.

The Yaozu's siege continued from early morning to afternoon.

Ning Yang's figure was almost scattered all over the city wall a dozen miles away, and every cultivator who saw him was stunned.

"Is his true essence endless?"

"Is he really a cultivator of Outer Origin Realm?"

"monster!"

"evildoer!"

...

On the edge of the city wall, in an attic.

A middle-aged man dressed as a manager, holding a picture scroll with a portrait of Ning Yang on it.

"His Royal Highness ordered those to be removed."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, and a ray of murderous intent passed by.