After a stick of incense, Meng Fan appeared in front of the mountain gate with Bao Wufu, Huang Tian, and Min Qing.

"You are Zifan?"

As soon as he stood still, before Meng Fan could speak, the middle-aged fairy asked with a cold and arrogant face.

"Who are you?"

The corners of his mouth turned coldly, although he already knew the identity of the person who came, Meng Fan still pretended not to know.

"I am one of the four core elders, Granny Yuehua's disciple, and I came here to take back the two thousand primeval blood mosquitoes, and I am limited to you within two hours, and take the initiative to hand over the primeval blood mosquitoes to the sect.

Otherwise, the blame from above is not something that you, a little handyman, can take the blame!"

The middle-aged fairy stared at Meng Fan and said coldly, her tone full of non-denial.

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in front of the mountain gate.

Due to the large number of middle-aged female fairies coming, there were hundreds of miscellaneous disciples onlooking.

"What does this mean? Let the steward hand over the primeval blood mosquito?"

"Actually, I expected this, but I didn't expect it to come so soon! Think about it, an outer disciple has a killing weapon in his hand, and those in the inner door will be jealous even if they are not afraid!"

"Alas, this is the sorrow of my outer gate miscellaneous disciples, in the eyes of the inner gate, we are useless at all!

"Who said no, my outer gate finally became a little stronger under the leadership of Senior Brother Zifan, but in the blink of an eye, I will be beaten back to its original form!"

In the midst of the discussion, the miscellaneous disciples showed their unwillingness and anger.

Since the formation of the outer gate handymen, they have not been treated, and now they have finally come out with a Zifan,

Those inner disciples who were originally arrogant did not know how many times better their attitudes were than before because they were afraid of Zifan's two thousand primeval blood mosquitoes.

It's no wonder that I'm still like this, and I can be happy!

"It's so aggrieved!"

"It's up to Senior Brother Zifan to decide!"

Soon, hundreds of miscellaneous disciples of the outer sect looked at Meng Fan, wanting to see what he would say.

"Oh, let me take the initiative to hand over two thousand primeval blood mosquitoes? After all, the disciple is just an outer disciple, and he doesn't deserve to have these blood mosquitoes!"

Here, Meng Fan's face was not surprised, but said with a faint smile.

"Ahh This is going to be handed over?"

When the other miscellaneous disciples who were waiting for the results heard this, their faces were instantly filled with disappointment.

In their hearts, they really hoped that Meng Fan would be able to resist for a while, or be tough, but .....

In fact, not only these disciples, but even the faces of Bao Wufu, Huang Tian, and Min Qing around Meng Fan were also full of loss.

"Hehe, you still know the current affairs!, what about things?"

Looking at this middle-aged fairy again, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Things were exactly what her master Yuehua's mother-in-law expected, and this Zifan didn't dare to shirk at all.

"Something?

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and then he looked at the swing of Meng Fan's sleeves, and the next moment his sleeves instantly turned into a huge hole, and a piece of primeval blood mosquito flew out of it.

Buzz!

After the blood mosquito flew out, it didn't stop, but pounced straight at the middle-aged fairy and the golden immortal disciples she brought.

"Go, follow them!"

At this time, Meng Fan said again.

"Someone, ready to pick up ......"

When the middle-aged fairy saw the appearance of the blood mosquito, her arrogance returned to her face, but when she slowly and leisurely planned to collect the blood mosquito, her face suddenly changed greatly.

It's just because these blood mosquitoes didn't mean to stop at all after they arrived in front of her.

It looks like he's going to do his best.

"Not good...... Zifan, hurry up and take back these blood mosquitoes for me!"

Coming back to her senses, she hurriedly shouted.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

The mosquitoes that are released are like water that has been splashed out, so can they be said to be receiving?

Yes!

What is the concept of two thousand primeval blood mosquitoes that have been ataved to their ancestors in the late stage of the True Immortal Stage.

I only heard screams in front of the mountain gate for a while, and when those miscellaneous disciples rubbed their eyes and looked at the situation in front of the mountain gate,

They couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that there were still the voices of those elders and disciples in front of the mountain gate, and only a dozen bloody skeletons were left standing in place, proving that they had been here.

......

"You can also see it, it's not that I don't give it, it's that they don't have the ability to take it!"

The next moment, as if they had received an order, those primeval blood mosquitoes flew into Meng Fan's sleeves again.

"The bag is useless! Report this matter to the inner door truthfully!"

"This ..... Yes, junior brother!"

It was only at this time that the miscellaneous disciples slowly came back to their senses.

When they looked at Meng Fan, the loss in their eyes had turned into fanaticism.

An elder of the Taiyi Xuan Immortal level, plus more than a dozen Golden Immortals, was eaten clean by the blood mosquitoes in less than a while, and even the immortal soul did not escape.....

This kind of combat power, even if it is the peak of Taiyi Xuan Immortal, even if it is an immortal in the early stage of Da Luo Jin Immortal, it can't do it.

After all, that elder was not an ordinary Taiyi Xuan Immortal, she was a personal disciple of Granny Yuehua.

As for whether Meng Fan will get into big trouble because of this?

It's hard to say!

But this matter must be right, because Meng Fan said that he would give it, but they didn't catch it!

.......

The words were divided into two sides, just when Meng Fan's two thousand primeval blood mosquitoes had become combat power,

At the end of the endless west, a huge golden mountain is suspended in the air, surrounded by Ruixia, spirit beasts flying around, Buddha Qi overflowing, very mysterious.

This is the famous Western Spirit Mountain.

At this moment, there is a big hall on the top of the spiritual mountain, a monkey is kneeling in the center of the main hall, and there is a Buddha with a six-zhang golden body sitting on the main seat of the main hall.

"Enlightening the Buddha, the person who learns the scriptures is eaten by a monster in the middle of the way..... The disciple searched for nothing in vain, so he had to come back to recover his life!"

Bowing, the monkey said with a look of pity.

It is none other than the six-eared macaque.

"Eaten?"

Hearing this, Rulai frowned slightly, pinched his fingers, and muttered to himself,

"If the ninth life is less than a few days, does it have to be the tenth life to make the trip?

Twenty years?

There are a lot of variables in the world right now, especially the person who doesn't go to the realm of destiny!"

After a moment of contemplation, he continued,

"Monkey, this time you escorted the person who took the scriptures is not good, and you deserve to be punished!

With a wave of his hand,

In an instant, there were seven or eight runes as iron chains, and they were instantly tied to the body of the six-eared macaque.

"What do you mean?"

In the main hall, the six-eared macaque was blinded.

That's not what he said when he asked him to escort the scripture collector all the way west.

Besides, it's not his problem that this scripture learner was eaten, but the strength of the monster is too strong.

He's just a Taiyi Xuan Immortal pinnacle!

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished! Go, twenty years later, there will be a Shamen disciple named Xuanzang passing by the Two Realms Mountain, and that will be the day you will complete your sentence!"