Chapter 383: Retreat from the enemy

Chapter 383: Retreat from the enemy

Jindan Ninth Order!

Sure enough, there is the ninth order of Jindan!

Tianle frowned slightly.

In the past, when he was in the Demon Cultivation Alliance, he had seen the strength of the Heavenly Wolf, and he had fought against the White Tiger Projection, and he also relied on the power of several Jindan main souls to suppress the latter.

But now......

As long as there is no old monster in Penglai Town, Tianle will have full confidence that he will be able to survive this catastrophe safely.

After all, when he was in the Demon Cultivation Alliance, he was only a third-order Jindan cultivator.

Now, although the powerful help of the White Tiger and Tiger Lie is missing, the Hundred Soul Pan has been controlled freely, and the strength of the four Jindan demon souls in it is not inferior to the original; What's more, the number of main souls has exceeded sixty, more than half of the hundred soul pans, how can the power be doubled? It should be more than enough to deal with a Jindan Ninth Order!

The matter is settled here, and the movement on Bongxian's side is also nearing the end.

……

With the Hundred Soul Pan in hand, Feng Xian still seemed very cautious, summoning the Penglai Heavenly Ghost, a body and six clones surrounded the body, controlling the area with a diameter of five thousand meters in view.

But in the eyes of outsiders, it is absolutely impossible to find this group of dust floating in the void like dust......

Seeing Feng Xian coming over alone, many Jindan monks were ready to move!

Very obscure news spread among the crowd.

"I heard that Feng Xian not only controls the Hundred Soul Pan in his hands, but also has more than a dozen Jindan magic weapons......

"Look at the magic weapon on his body, it is shining with golden light, and the quality will definitely not be bad."

"Tsk, this guy is simply richer than the leader of a golden pill demon cultivator."

Many Jindan monks' hearts swelled, and their gaze at Feng Xian became unkind, but the person behind them still didn't dare to show it.

Feng Xian took in the reaction of the group of people, and sneered in his heart.

Ignoring the ant-like existence, Feng Xian's gaze was directly fixed on the few people who came out of the list - Feng Xiaotian, Qinglong, Huangquan, and Smiling Buddha.

"Qinglong, Huangquan, long time no see, don't come unharmed."

Feng Xian was the first to say hello.

Qinglong and Huang Quan laughed at the same time:

"Brother Fengxiandao's demeanor is becoming more and more admirable, admirable, haha......"

"TOEFL."

"This time, you can hide us so hard, Penglai Treasure Pavilion has such a big opportunity without revealing the slightest bit of information......

Qinglong laughed.

Facing the thousands of Golden Pill monks on the Blood Heaven Continent, Feng Xian also pursued the principle of saluting first and then soldiering, and smiled: "Our boss has no intention of indirectly entering a hidden mission, opening a sect, because the matter is too big to reveal to the outside world, but I didn't expect to cause such a big movement." ”

"Hmph."

"It's inconvenient to disclose, just because of your selfishness, at least nearly a thousand of us have fallen in this Penglai Treasure Pavilion."

"That's it!"

"That's right! This account, your Tianle Studio, how to calculate it?! There were bursts of angry snorts and roars from the crowd, and the spearhead was pointed at Tianle Studio.

"Oh?"

Bong Xian laughed:

"The task we received from Tianle Studio, who else do we need to report to who is present? I really don't know this, I just said that Tianle Studio is selfish, so you might as well stand up and accuse it in person. ”

The crowd's tone froze.

Feng Xian's tone turned cold:

"Our Tianle Studio was besieged by several Jindan high-level demon cultivators, and was besieged by thousands of Jindan demon cultivators, but we still coped with it freely, and there was no fall, your death at most shows that you are incompetent, and you have a half-dime relationship with my Tianle Studio? Joke! ”

“……”

As soon as these words came out, including Qinglong and the others, they all looked embarrassed, and they were obviously in the ranks of the incompetence in Feng Xian's mouth......

But!

Some of the information revealed in Feng Xian's words made all the monks present shudder.

Several Jindan high-level demon cultivators!

Thousands of Jindan demon cultivators!

With just two dozen people in Tianle Studio, they resisted?

It's no wonder that Tianle Studio got such amazing loot in a short period of time.

Although the rewards are rich, the danger is not small at all.

At this time, Feng Xian smiled, and his attitude became obviously tough!

"Okay, that's the end of the nonsense, what you think has nothing to do with me, but anyone who wants to settle accounts with our Tianle Studio, stand up for me now, I will continue to count whatever you want, no matter how many people there are, no matter who comes, I will continue here."

The crowd on the opposite side suddenly lost their voices.

All present were the Jindan monks of the Blood Heaven Continent, and they were all a group of masters who were at the forefront of the Blood Heaven Continent.

Seeing that Feng Xian blocked thousands one by one, he didn't take the thousands of Jindan monks present in his eyes at all, and he didn't even have the meaning of talking to strong people such as Feng Xiaotian and Smiling Buddha, everyone knew that Feng Xian must have something to rely on in his hands!

The Hundred Souls are in Feng Xian's hands!

With the Hundred Soul Pan, Feng Xian was a Jindan monk who had killed a lot of people in seconds, and no one was a person who was too long-lived, and for a while, they looked at each other, and no one immediately became this bird.

Finally......

Feng Xiaotian spoke.

As the first celestial servant in the Blood Heaven Continent, and known as the only strong person who has the ability to challenge Tianle, if he is suppressed by Fengxian under Tianle's hands, he will not say anything, which will be a blow to the morale of Feng Xiaotian's studio, and at the same time, it will also be a huge blow to Feng Xiaotian's own reputation.

"Friend of the Ancestors."

is worthy of being the first person in the Sword Sect, Feng Xiaotian's tone is kind, his voice is clear, and as soon as he speaks, he will focus the attention of everyone present on the past, including Feng Xian, who cannot be ignored.

“……”

Feng Xian didn't speak, just stared at Feng Xiaotian silently.

When he came, Tianle told him that the only person who threatened him here was Feng Xiaotian! Be careful with this person! It's good to cope.

"Since this is the task area of Tianle Studio, of course we can't disturb it, but I don't know what I do, why Feng Xiandaoyou announced the world before, and the members of my studio are not allowed to enter, otherwise it will be ...... killed."

Here it comes!

Feng Xian's face tightened.

Sure enough, Feng Xiaotian still found the reason!

Really!

Feng Xiaotian's tone changed:

"Since these words came out through the mouth of Fengxian Daoyou, Feng Mou wants to ask Fengxian Daoyou for advice! Then explain it to Tianle Daoyou face-to-face. ”

As he spoke, an ordinary long iron sword fell into his hand.

Feng Xiaotian stood proudly with his sword and issued an invitation to a duel.

"Originally, I was honored to be able to compete with the Heavenly Favorite, but Feng Mou came on a mission this time, so it's better for you to come to Penglai Treasure Pavilion after the mission of my studio is over! With our kindness to Penglai, you can practice freely in Penglai Treasure Pavilion, but today if you can't get along with our studio, in the future, Penglai Treasure Pavilion will prohibit you from entering. ”

Talking!

The Hundred Souls Pan unfolded on the spot.

Rumble!!

The Thorn Dragon Elephant, the Black Mist Ice Nightmare, and the Thunder Silver Deer appeared on the left and right of Feng Xian together, and appeared in front of a group of Jindan monks!

Several terrifying golden pill auras crushed towards a group of discolored monks without any suspense. (To be continued.) )