"Hmph, such a big person, he doesn't have any tutoring at all, he lives like a fly, he likes to buzz, besides, where is Ben Xian'er!"

The fat boy swept his eyes at the altar with cold eyes, clenched his little fat fist, and when he heard someone say that he was fat, he was immediately angry like a beast in the wind forest, furious and ferocious.

His eyes flashed with a punitive light, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he pointed at the mocking bamboo tube scatterer, and the terrifying thunder that emanated from his body instantly burned the bamboo tube scatterer to ashes.

The many monks below were so shocked that they couldn't speak when they saw that the bamboo tube scattered people being killed by the child in seconds.

For a while, the scattered people under the altar all watched the child in the treasure clothes who suddenly appeared, just imagine a five-year-old child with a body drive of more than 300 catties, and his face was obviously a bun when folded, how could such a form not make people laugh?

However, it is such a simple and cute big white fat man, but no one dares to laugh at it anymore, no matter how arrogant and stupid people are, they all know that he has the strength to kill the powerhouses of the Fusion Spirit Realm in seconds.

There was a deathly silence in the audience, and the pins could be heard.

"Mother, where am I fat? Why does everyone say I'm fat?" The fat man in the treasure clothes ignored everyone as if they were air, turned his head to look at Mo Caiwei, blinked his eyes, and asked.

The fat boy leaned his neck in front of Mo Caiwei, his fingers were together, his face was supple, and he was as well-behaved as a domesticated bird.

"Where is Xian'er fat, come and let my mother take a look!" Mo Caiwei touched the wavy flesh falling on the child's face, and blinked her slender eyebrows, maybe she naturally likes white and chubby little boys, her eyebrows are happy, and she doesn't know whether she is against her heart or not: "Xian'er, you are not fat at all, hiding in that crystal star coffin, you are all thin! Come, give you a string of your favorite sugar gourds for your mother." ”

As soon as the words were finished, Mo Cai Weiyu raised her hand lightly, her eyes were blown in the wind, and she took out a string of golden sugar gourds from the crystal star coffin and handed it to the child.

If you look closely, the sugar gourd is actually made of some kind of extraterrestrial gold, and there is a gilded golden slurry flowing all over its body, exuding a faint metallic glow.

On the surface of the thick pulp, there is also a burst of blue star flower willow silk, which should be a kind of spirit element in the deep sea, the essence and soul of all things.

"Bang, bang!"

The little chubby boy looked greedy, picked up the metal sugar gourd, smacked his mouth, and ate it in a big gulp, not afraid of knocking his teeth at all.

The golden gourd will be broken in the mouth, how beautiful the child can eat, and after a while, the metal liquid mixed with saliva, it will flow all over the ground, and the metal iron that is strong and indestructible in the eyes of ordinary people has become a peerless delicacy in the red dust in his mouth.

Bang!

Seeing that the fat child had eaten several strings of sugar gourds in a row without any signs of being full, everyone was shocked again.

"Senior brother, is that fat boy really a drop fairy? A drop fairy can use metal as food? He's a monster, right?"

The face of the Wind Chasing Sword Liu Chuan's wood sank like water, his cyan pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the little chubby child's gaze and asked Yan Shangjin.

Yanagawa Mu had always thought that Dixian was an infant baby who was less than 100 days old, but now how could he not be surprised to see a five-year-old child appear alive in front of him.

Hearing is false, seeing is believing, if it weren't for seeing that this little fat boy had just killed a strong man who had melted into a pill in seconds, he would not have associated this fat boy with a meaty face with Di Xian.

"That's right! Di Xian is a holy thing in the underworld, once he is born to recognize the Lord, as long as he is fed properly, he can reach half a month in the world in one day of growth, and he will be born at the age of five years in a hundred days!

Yan Shangjin covered his aching chest, and when he looked at the child, Mu Ne's square eyes were full of vague jealousy.

A word startled a thousand waves, the way of heaven does not collapse, the reincarnation saint cannot come out, how powerful the saint is, the sword of Tianzong could not be clearer, even their master sword king Wusanzi has not yet broken through to the realm of the saint.

As long as that immortal is an adult, he can have the terrifying strength of a saint, who is not afraid?

"Then why is it able to feed on metal? Could it be that the Mo family has been feeding the immortals with the Xuanjin from outside the sky these days?"

When Liu Chuanmu heard his senior brother's answer, he immediately jumped up in fright, such a fierce opponent, but it was the misfortune of Tianzong.

"Not necessarily, Di Xian is not only a metal eater, when Di Xian is formed, he has already been ingenious, secretly through the way of yin and yang, his body itself is a melting pot of heaven and earth, and can fuse the strange weapons and foreign objects in the world!"

Yan Shangjin frowned slightly, and his expression was jealous: "In other words, that drop of immortal can not only eat metal vessels, but also melt five-shaped things, even the heavenly thunder of the monk's tribulation, dare to eat lightly!"

Hissing, gasping for a breath of turbid coolness, the fourth son heard Yan Shangjin's words, his face was shocked like a dead corpse in a coffin, and his hands and feet were cold.

Yan Gehuo, the short man with a bad stomach, changed his face drastically, and subconsciously stepped back, trembling his mouth, people who like to play intrigue behind their backs are the most timid and afraid: "That... That senior brother, what should we do? Once that immortal is born, it is equivalent to a Nirvana powerhouse, how can we be able to defeat it!"

Yan Gehuo's hand holding the Hongyan Sword trembled violently, and there was no retreat in his eyes after looking at the many swords, he secretly cursed in his heart, if Yan Shangjin said a word to retreat, he would definitely be like a hare that got out of trouble, and he would run away.

"It is true that the Dixian was born in the realm of Nirvana, but the newly born Dixian is moody, and his IQ is no more than that of a five-year-old child, or even lower!

Yan Shangjin looked at the little fat man who was still salivating over the metal sugar gourd, his eyes were rolling rapidly, and he was constantly thinking about how to deal with it, and when his eyes touched the five-colored pagoda around him, his eyes were smart, as if he had thought of something.

At this moment, with a bang, a blue streamer pierced the sky, like a bright star sparkle flickering cold, and fell in front of Wuzi with the wind.

I saw that where the blue streamer passed, the wind was blowing, the blood mist was filled, and the heavenly punishment thunder emitted from the light, stirring up the entire altar to pieces, and the blue bricks and tiles were flying.

"Hmph, my IQ is not low, but your IQ is low? My mother said that children are the smartest, the fastest to learn, and the easiest to learn!"

The little fat man was articulate and sharp, and he said coldly to the five sons of the Heavenly Sword, he obviously heard the five sons discussing himself, and when he fell in front of the five sons, his feet slammed down on the altar.

Suddenly, he stepped out of a deep hole and huge pit, and he could vaguely see that there was still a blue divine light thunder punishment flowing under his feet, which frightened everyone again.

"Hee-hee, we're telling jokes? little fat man... Oh no, little boy... The little boy has towering auxiliary bones, and he returns to Yue in all directions, and at first glance he is a smart and divine person, and he will become an emperor and a general in the future, how can he be a person with a low IQ!"

Yan Gehuo scratched the monkey's cheeks, bowed his body, and when he saw Di Xian appear in front of him, his heart trembled, and he said some words that were obviously against his will.

That Drop Immortal is the closest to him, the Drop Immortal of the Nirvana Realm is not something he can contend with, if he angers the Drop Immortal, he will bear the brunt.

"Hmph, you're honest, but I'm not a child!"

"Three-year-old child, three-year-old child, three-year-old is a child, I'm five years old, not a child, my mother said I'm a sensible five-year-old child!"

Di Xian said stubbornly, grinning, the silver-white wisdom teeth revealed the innocence of a child, he wiped the metal gourd silk at the corner of his mouth, looked at the red fire sword in Yan Gehuo's hand, and drooled again.

Then, he turned his head to look at the Heavenly Sword Princes, the corners of his eyes glowed, as if he had found some peerless treasure, and the golden saliva at the corners of his mouth overflowed into the Yellow River bursting its banks.

"Yes, yes, you're a five-year-old child, you're a five-year-old child!" Yan Gehuo smiled bitterly, crying and mourning, and echoed hard, for fear that this drop of immortal would disagree with him and treat himself as food.

After all, foodies are hungry, and they don't even let go of themselves.

"Listen to my orders, and shoot the immortals!"

Yan Shangjin knew the strength of Di Xian, and he couldn't defeat him, but he was frank by nature, how could he retreat because the enemy was strong.

With a snort, five sword lights swept through the air like a star streamer, and they all flew towards Di Xian.

At the moment when Zhuzi was about to make a move on Di Xian, an invisible mana came from his hand, and Zhu Jianzi only felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, and the five Yuan swords, whose real name was Yuan, appeared in Di Xian's hands out of thin air.

Everything came so suddenly, and before he could see how Di Xian made a move, the natal sword of the fifth son was actually sucked by Di Xian.

"This is the bloody sword you used to stab me? Looks like it should be delicious!"

Di Xian took the Three Yin Blood Soul Sword from the five giant swords, and with some doubts, he licked the corners of his mouth wrapped around the metal gourd silk, let out a sneer, and ignored everyone's reactions, and bit down on the giant sword.

Bang!

Under the fierce bite of the Di Immortal, the Blood Soul Sword actually let out a terrifying roar, as if there were countless Yin Souls facing the life and death situation, sonorous, and when the sharp teeth were closed, a huge turtle pattern gap directly appeared in the Blood Soul Sword.

"Hmph, it's not delicious, it's still the sword gourd given by my mother!"

Finding that the Blood Soul Sword was a little tooth-knocking, Di Xian was a little resentful, annoyed, and threw it aside angrily, and picked up a red flame sword, like holding a big chicken leg with scallion oil, and wanted to open his mouth to eat.

"Don't, don't, don't!"

The swordsmen's green tendons covered their foreheads, and when they saw that Di Xian could actually smash their natal swords, they were extremely shocked at the same time, their hearts were full of pain, and their faces twitched with black lines.

This is a top-grade treasure, and the Blood Soul Sword is even more of a top-grade treasure, if it is replaced by an ordinary monk, let alone as food, even if it is touched, blood will be splashed on the spot.

What's more, if the natal sword is damaged, their sword cultivation will also suffer.

"What else?" Di Xian looked up at Yan Gehuo, thinking that he was going to stop himself from devouring the food, and his face was full of displeasure, glaring at him.

That Yan Gehuo saw Di Xian glaring at him, his hands and feet were paralyzed, and he was at a loss for a while, just as he was about to ask Yan Shangjin for help, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a five-colored spiritual light surged rapidly under his heart.