What's going on?

Everyone wondered in their hearts, even if you, Master Xie, are a spirit seller, it is impossible to be more noble than a real immortal, not to mention that people are standing in front of you, you dare to be disrespectful? Tired of living?

There is no peacemaker, it's just that everyone wants to keep Master Xie's face, if you really want to talk about it, Master Xie, who is a spirit seller, is just a disciple and servant of immortals, how can he be on an equal footing with real immortals.

However, after all, there is a certain prestige here, and everyone also respects him more, and they are also protective in their words.

But who would have thought that this Master Xie would come up with such a sharp sentence, to make Feng Yin and the others kowtow and ask for guilt, and to hand over all the treasures!

I wouldn't be happy to put it on anyone, let alone an immortal.

Feng Yin's face was joyless and angry, Zhang Ke took a lot of time to pluck his ears, the two of them were calmer than the other, but under that calm, the ordinary people present almost held their breath and felt the depression before the storm.

"Hey, hey......" Master Xie still has the appearance of a fairy wind bone, grinning at this time, like a vicious old man who has done evil all his life.

"If you are outside the circle, the old man will greet you with a smile." He put away his smile and said indifferently: "But you are insiders, don't blame me for being unkind, the words have already been teased here, either kowtow and confess, or you can't get out of this door!" ”

When the last sentence was spoken, this Master Xie's tone suddenly became cold.

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence on the noisy field, and no one could understand how the two sides could form such a big beam.

And what responded to Xie Ningjin was a calm slap from Feng Yin.

Syllable!

The crisp voice sounded, Xie Ningjin snorted, and took three or four steps backwards, and finally he spat out a mouthful of blood, accompanied by two yellowed teeth.

"Hit it, how are you doing?"

The calm voice replied, without any emotion, but this is what makes Xie Ningjin even more angry.

Syllable!

Xie Ningjin was slapped in the face again, he covered his mouth and whined in pain, with anger and hatred, and stared coldly at Feng Zi and Feng Yin in front of him.

People gasped, the immortal's shot was really extraordinary, only to see a flash of light, then Xie Ningjin vomited blood and retreated, with good skills!

But at this juncture, who would dare to say it?

"Good...... Good! Good!! Xie Ningjin wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up, said three times vaguely, and said viciously: "Don't blame me for not leaving you a way out, this is your own not to fight!" ”

"What is this grandson pretending to be crazy, crazy?" Fengzi wondered.

At this time, Xie Ningjin didn't know where to take out a white bone flag, with a hint of cold and piercing chill.

He opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the bone flag, and the next moment, there was a gust of wind here, and from time to time there was the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves.

Feng Yin's eyes widened, slightly surprised, that person actually took out a human-level magic weapon.

At this time, his heart moved, and he looked at a hideous-looking and fierce middle-aged man who came from a distance.

The middle-aged man's expression was indifferent, but his face was terrifying, and ordinary people had a chill down their spines when they were stared at, as if they were being targeted by a hungry wolf.

More importantly, this middle-aged man is a cultivator.

He stepped into the air, stepping on the yin qi that almost condensed into clouds, and came into the air in a few steps.

"Another immortal?? This Ma family is also very blessed, there is an immortal who lives in seclusion here. ”

"This fairy's eyes are so terrifying, being stared at by him is like a knife on his neck, and his hair is cold."

The crowd was in an uproar, and the appearance of another immortal made the scene seem quite unpeaceful.

"That's what he's relying on?" Feng Zi wanted to laugh in his heart: "It's still a demon cultivator." ”

It turned out that the red blood they saw when they entered the Ma Mansion was the scene of this person's cultivation.

"Master, they broke the rules of the circle and came to this realm to make trouble, take them in quickly!"

As soon as the fierce-looking middle-aged man entered, Xie Ningjin's waist straightened all of a sudden, he sneered and pointed at Feng Yin and the two, and begged the demon cultivator to accept Feng Yin and the two.

At this time, Xie Ningjin's mouth was full of smirk, and he looked like he was going to watch a good show.

After the demon cultivator came out, everyone knelt on the ground again, and unlike Feng Yin, this demon cultivator looked like he was enjoying it, and he safely accepted everyone's kowtow.

His eyes fell on Hu Chai, and after a long pause, he finally looked at Feng Yin and the others.

"Presumably his treasure has fallen on you, hand it over, and I will give you a good time." Demon Xiu said lightly, without any threatening tone, but just that hideous face made people feel breathless.

When the people in the secular world heard this, they were stunned at first, and then they looked nervous, hurriedly got up, and ran towards the periphery one after another, exiting far, far away.

As the saying goes, when immortals fight, mortals suffer, and they don't want to be burdened and lose their lives.

"You want a treasure? Say. Feng Zi smiled, took out a piece of treasure, and said with a smile: "Is this it?" ”

Airplanes!

A four-colored treasure fell on the palm of his hand, full of spiritual light, exuding a rich essence, reflecting the brightness of the place.

The demon cultivator's eyes widened, although he didn't move, his breathing had become heavy, and his gaze always fell on Baoyun.

"Or is it this?"

The next moment, Fengzi took the treasure back, the four-colored treasure in his left hand disappeared, and a ten-colored brilliant gem appeared in his right hand!

The two-color is the treasure, the seven colors are the color, this color is enough to have a fist, incomparably dazzling, and the essence of the connotation is even more rich and can not be opened.

"Or is it this?"

Then, Bao Yun disappeared, but Feng Yin stood up with a smile, and a crystal clear divine stone also appeared in his hand, with more than twenty colors!

More than 20 colors, and contains fragments of heaven and earth, for the gods!

In Feng Yin's hand, there is no fragment of heaven and earth, but there are more than 20 colors, which is already shocking, and it can be called a quasi-divine cloud!

He pulled out a thumb-sized piece of quasi-divine essence!

This thing was harvested by Feng Yin and the Red Wolf together, and they were surprised that they didn't say anything for a while, and they haven't used it up yet, and there are so many left.

Although it weighs only a few seven or eight catties, it is comparable to 100,000 catties of Lingyun!

"Alas, Your Excellency has not spoken, presumably this ......is not what you want," Feng Yin sighed wistfully and withdrew again.

In the end, a stone the size of a grain of rice appeared on Feng Yin's fingertips, the small one was pitiful, but as soon as it appeared, the three inches of essence around it were boiling like boiling water!

Hundreds of colors!

What is that? Valuable immortality!

Xianyun!!

"With so much to offer, which one do you want?" Feng Zi leaned forward and asked with a smile.

(End of chapter)