After a stick of incense, the aura on Wu Fei's body swirled, and a dark cloud suddenly appeared above his head.

Master Heng was too shocked and said: "This young man's cultivation has been raised, he wants to cross the Golden Pill Tribulation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck, shattering the barrier.

Everyone retreated one after another, although breaking through to the fifth layer of cultivation was a small tribulation, but cultivators with low cultivation were slashed, and they would also be at risk of their lives.

Wang Shanren was shocked and changed color, because he saw that at this time, Wu Fei's cultivation had been raised to the fifth layer, and this little cloud of calamity would never hurt him, Wang Shanren no longer dared to pretend to be hypocritical, and waved his hand to the two bodyguards and said: "The barrier has been broken, give it to me, kill that kid!"

A figure rushed out, it was Ai Ai, she opened her arms and shouted vigorously: "Don't, you who have made a curse, go up one by one!"

The two bodyguards looked hesitant, Wang Shanren was furious, and slapped out with a palm wind, Ai Ai snorted miserably, and his body was slapped obliquely flying out, and when he fell, his mouth and nose were overflowing with blood, and Heng Zhishi hurriedly stepped forward, touched Ai Ai's vein, and found that she was extremely injured, and immediately hated and angry.

Wang Shanren shouted: "Don't hurry up the time, when that kid stabilizes, it will be difficult to deal with!"

The two bodyguards seemed to wake up and hurriedly took out the magic weapon, one of them used a vajra hammer and the other used a big plate axe, and they were about to rush over and kill Wu Fei with a shake of their bodies.

But with a roar, it seemed that there was a thunder on the ground, and as soon as the two bodyguards looked up, they saw a huge white tiger blocking the way.

The white hair on this white tiger is like snow, only a scorch mark on the tail, everyone then remembered the big white cat, and someone exclaimed: "Shape-shifting demon beast, this is shapeshifting demon beast!"

The two bodyguards glanced at each other, they knew that the transformation of the demon beast was stronger than the combat power of the beast god slave, the young man was clearly the master of the demon beast, how high the master's cultivation was, how high the combat power of the demon beast was, and the two of them were not sure that they would kill with one blow.

Wang Shanren regretted it, just now he could have let the two bodyguards and Mrs. Tea kill Wu Fei together, but because of the greed of a thought, he fell into passivity.

The dark cloud in the sky only dropped a thunderbolt, and then it dissipated.

Everyone was shocked, what kind of tribulation was this, even if it was a small tribulation, it was too small, right? They didn't know that Wu Fei was originally a cultivator, and this time another tribulation was just a symbol.

Wang Shanren came to his senses, rushed behind the two bodyguards, pushed them and shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up, otherwise there will be no chance!"

The two bodyguards were one on the left and one on the right, each sending out a spiritual attack.

The white tiger roared angrily, pounced, and the two attacks were wiped out by it.

A bodyguard took a step back, suddenly took out a money bag from the treasure bag and put it on the ground, and said to Wang Shandao: "I'm sorry, I'm not going to do your guard!" He didn't make a spell, there was no need to fight hard about what was in front of him.

Another bodyguard also retreated, dropped a money bag and said, "I'm not going to do it anymore!"

Wang Shanren was so anxious that he stomped his feet and said, "How can you not keep your promises, I hired you at a price of two hundred silver stones a day, and you can't leave before the year comes!"

The onlookers all showed disdain, Wang Shanren hired two hundred people a day, but just now he had to charge 1,000 for Mrs. Cha, and 10,000 for killing Wu Fei.

A bodyguard turned around and said, "Yes, you are a year-old, but give us a daily settlement, then we will do it now, and the morning will be in vain." He was careless when he spoke, and as soon as he turned around, he felt a strong surge behind him, and before he could dodge, his body was slapped to the ground.

The crowd screamed.

Wang Shanren watched the white tiger grow bigger again, and slapped down a bodyguard with one palm, he was speechless in shock, he didn't believe that a fifth-level cultivator would be so vulnerable.

The other bodyguard ran away, ran a few steps, and flew into the air.

The Danhai people pointed to the bodyguard who was knocked down on the ground and shouted: "He is a liar, he only has the third layer of cultivation, and so is the one who flew away!"

Wang Shanren couldn't believe it, and said, "How can the third-level cultivation be able to fly in the sky?"

Dan Haidao: "He doesn't know what magic weapon he used, he can fly for a short time, if you don't believe it, you will be able to catch up!"

Wang Shan was so angry that he beat his chest, in his life, he always thought that he could calculate others, but he didn't expect to be calculated, he invited these two bodyguards for more than two months, if it wasn't for the low price, he wouldn't have invited them.

Buddhism has a kind of unphased Sumeru skill, which can be hidden and cultivated, and it was also used by Sadula to enter Xuannu Mountain, but Wang Shanren's bodyguards don't know how to pretend to increase cultivation.

On the other side, Ai Ai spurted out a mouthful of blood and asked with difficulty: "Master, help me up, that person, has he recovered?"

Master Heng helped Ai Ai up, let her half-sit and see the martial arts arena, and said: "Look, it's almost over, the master will help you buy a better pill later, you will definitely recover!" She was anxious, Ai Ai had already taken the recovery pill, but she was injured in her lungs, it was a serious internal injury, there was no best pill, I am afraid it would be difficult to treat.

This time, Wu Fei's cultivation of absorbing Mrs. Tea was several times longer than that of absorbing Cha Yao just now, which shows that the gap between the fourth and fifth layers is huge.

The white tiger knocked down the bodyguard, looked around, and saw Wang Shan's body moving and wanted to escape, the tiger roared, slapped the people under him with one palm, and jumped in front of Wang Shanren, and a pair of tiger eyes stared at him.

Wang Shanren cried with a sad face, he didn't expect this ending, in fact, even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't, because he made a curse with Wu Fei, if he escaped, he would definitely be cursed, and his end would be even worse.

After about half a stick of incense, Wu Fei let out a chuckle and said, "Thank you, madam." As soon as he let go of his hand, Mrs. Tea collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.

Wu Fei stood up, stretched out his hands and feet, his memory was finally fully recovered, everything three months ago was like yesterday, this time, the first person Wu Fei thought of was Wu Xing'er, he felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been cut by a knife, and said secretly: "Didn't we say yes to each other?"

Some people in the crowd exclaimed, some began to retreat, and some people moved forward, the one who retreated was to see Wu Fei as a monster, and the one who was forward wanted to see more clearly.

Wu Fei suddenly thought of the regeneration elixir at this time, he helped Feng Yaqi to treat, and the last moment was to open this elixir, what he didn't expect was that the regeneration elixir was not to be swallowed into the body, but after pinching the shell, it was directly vaporized, and at that moment, Ze'er, Feng Yaqi and him were all wrapped in a yellow light.

The effect of the regeneration elixir is within three feet, so although Yan Zishang grabbed one of Feng Yaqi's hands and maintained her heart pulse, it was not affected.

Now that Wu Fei finally knew the horror of refining immortal-grade pills, even if he found all the medicinal materials, it would be very difficult to refine them into an air mist and compress them into a ball, even if he had a ninth-level cultivation, he might not be able to refine them.