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Or a few people get together, or three or two people whisper, or a lone ranger is a maverick.

This is already the tenth day of Tang Xian's retreat.

"Old crow, did you say that kid is really still in the Valley of Hundred Flowers?" An old man in a black robe, with a gloomy face, asked the old man in the red robe beside him suspiciously.

The old man in the red robe twisted his eyebrows, and said unhappily: "Lao Tzu's name is Jin Crow Zhenren, what an old crow, and then Lao Tzu whips you, you dead bedbug." ”

The red-robed old man is called the Golden Crow Zhenren, because he has condensed a Golden Crow Yuan Spirit, but it is actually a different crow with a bit of Golden Crow blood.

But Rao is like this, and this old man should not be underestimated. The combat power is extremely strong, and it is the realm of the triple spirit seed. By chance, he used the Great Sun True Fire of the lower level of the earth to open his spiritual wisdom and condense the Yuan Spirit Demon Body, and his supernatural powers were even more terrifying. Jin Crow set fire, and there were few opponents in Yingzhou with a fire.

The black-robed old man is called a blood real person, and what is condensed is a kind of blood leech Yuan Ling, as soon as the Yuan Spirit comes out, it sucks people's essence and blood, and harms people's lives in one thought. , with strange powers, is one of the old guys that everyone is unwilling to provoke.

"You are the bedbug, your whole family is a bedbug, Lao Tzu's Yuan Ling is called the Blood Dragon!"

The blood real man snorted coldly in displeasure, and the golden crow real person sneered indifferently, and then laughed and said: "Look at this group of monks, they have long been unable to drain the water around the Hundred Flowers Valley, unless that kid is condensed by the air spirit, he can go out in a big way." ”

Blood Zhenren nodded in agreement, and said in a negative voice: "With such a huge lineup, the Lord of Hundred Flowers Valley is really calm, he is not afraid that we will snatch his Hundred Flowers Valley?" ”

"Hehe,,," Jin Crow Zhenren sneered, looked at the blood real person with stupid 13 eyes, and thought secretly.

"Don't talk about this little person, even if the monks from the entire Yingzhou come, I'm afraid it will be difficult to break the Eight Desolations and Little Treasure Prohibition in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, right?"

"Not to mention the Hundred Flowers Valley Lord and the Poison Cultivation Sect Master, the two unified monks, tsk, how can the number of people make up for it?"

When they reach the realm of unification, their supernatural powers are greatly increased, and the monks can condense different primordial spirits and strengthen their bodies.

It can be said that the realm of unification is a watershed for monks, don't look at the talented and intelligent people in front of you who can break through quickly, but when you reach the realm of unification, no matter how talented a monk you are, you have to rely on the kung fu of water milling.

The blood real person was slightly embarrassed, and also realized that his 13 pretended to be a little big, so he was silent, and as soon as he leaned back, a blood-red leech the size of a calf appeared behind him, and lay on it as a soft bed.

Jin Wu Zhenren didn't say much, and enjoyed the strong sun wantonly.

The Golden Crow loves flames and the sun the most.

The other monks also did their own thing, but they all nailed their eyes to the mouth of the Hundred Flowers Valley, anxiously looking forward to it.

In the Valley of Hundred Flowers, Tang Xian said goodbye to the Lord of the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and strode towards the outside of the valley, without the slightest hint of concealed consciousness, until the moment he arrived at the mouth of the valley, he regretted it.

"It's this kid, oh my God, this kid has finally come out."

"Great, damn, I thought this kid wouldn't dare to come out in his life."

"A few little treasures, magic weapons, tsk, the old man is salivating."

The crowd of black pressure was dozens of monks flying in the sky alone.

Flying in the air, this is the prerogative of the True Monk.

There are also seven or eight people who stand in the air out of thin air without the help of the Yuan Spirit, which is the privilege of the Spirit Seed Monk.

"Obediently, where did so many people come from,,, damn, for the first time, I felt that Yingzhou was really overcrowded."

Tang Xian's displeased heart teased, bared his teeth, arched his hand at the monks, and said loudly: "Seniors, I don't know what you have to do here,,, you might as well do it,"

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over the storage bag on your body, and Lao Tzu will leave you with a whole corpse."

A monk straddled the spirit bird interrupted Tang Xian's words suspiciously: "Tsk, a few small treasure bans, magic weapons, they are really rich." ”

Tang Xian was stunned, and scolded in his heart, "Who the hell knows so clearly?" Lifted out the bottom of Lao Tzu. ”

Then he secretly rejoiced, snickering and thinking: "Fortunately, this group of grandsons don't know that I have a spiritual treasure." ”

"No, I heard that this kid has a spiritual treasure!!"

There were shouts from the crowd.

Tang Xian's face was gloomy, and he snorted to himself.

"What, don't they all say that this kid has an immortal weapon?"

Another man spoke, attracting disdainful glances from the monks.

Tang Xian suddenly realized, and secretly thought: "I'm afraid it's all guessed by these grandsons, the rumors in the market are really more and more evil." ”

Tang Xian didn't say a word, and the monks were secretly anxious, but they didn't dare to rush into the Hundred Flowers Valley to make a move.

Finally, from the moment Tang Xian sold the Valley of Hundred Flowers, there was no turning back.

"Boy, don't hand over the baby yet."

A group of monks surrounded Tang Xian, and the true monk who was the happiest one who had shouted earlier and rode a bird took the lead in rushing up, saying gloomily.

Tang Xian's eyes rolled, grinned, and said loudly: "It's not indispensable to let the juniors hand over the treasures, but you people, who should the juniors hand over?" ”

Rumble.

The monks from all walks of life, who were already a little wary of each other, were even more tense at this time.

A clumsy plan to sow discord.

The reason why this clumsy strategy can survive forever is naturally because of the value of his existence.

"Of course it's handed over to me, my father is a real spirit seed, and the master will definitely spare your life."

A true gentleman spoke proudly, causing a burst of disdain and anger.

"The juniors of the mere spirit seed monks are crazy to this extent, hmph, the old man is also a spirit seed monk, so it's better to hand it over to me directly."

A spirit seed monk had a three-zhang poisonous scorpion on his head, his majesty was monstrous, and his body exuded a black aura, looking hideous and terrifying.

The oppressed old faces of the True Monks turned red and did not dare to speak out.

"Hey, over to you? It's better to leave it to the old man. ”

The blood real person straightened up lazily, and the soft bed under the original itself became strangely wriggling, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge leech with a height of three feet.

The leech has a full bloodline, a huge mouthpiece like a cave, and a circle of sharp fangs like a silver knife.

"Hey, hey."

The golden crow sneered, and a golden crow came out of his back.

The reason why it is said to be a crow is because this crow has only two legs, and it is not a golden crow.

The crow was monstrous, and its body was entangled by the flames of the transformation of the vitality, and the crow circled around the golden crow real people, and the monks around them only felt an unimaginable terrifying temperature coming, and hurriedly retreated quickly, for fear of harming the pond fish.

One after another, the spirit cultivators burst out one after another, and the primordial spirits raged in the sky, and their prestige was monstrous.

"Let's fight, let's fight."

Tang Xian's heart was dark, but his face was silent.

The scene seemed to be getting dull, as if it had dried up to a certain level, waiting for a spark to explode.

Until a trembling voice came: "Anyway, it's a treasure ban, it's good to have one for each person, seniors, let's take this kid first." ”

The eyes of several spirit cultivators lit up, Tang Xian's face was bitter, and those eyes looked at it, wasn't it the most joyful true type monk who was clamoring?

"I really can't leave you behind."

Tang Xian grinned, and his murderous intentions were revealed.

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