Pan Tanxiong smiled and said, "Grandpa, look...... This is the spirit stone I got out of the goldfish's belly. ”

As he spoke, his mind moved slightly, and a pile of spirit stones fell to the ground.

At this time, Pan Tanxiong's appearance is like a child who has received an award, waiting for the praise of his parents.

However, the old man did not praise him, but hurriedly asked, "How did you get fifty-seven goldfish?"

Even the old man, facing the spirit stones on the ground, also gave birth to a strong longing.

Pan Tanxiong continued to laugh: "Hehe...... Not only me, but Fang Meizhen and they also caught a lot of goldfish. ”

"By the way, this is my grandfather...... You've all heard of his name, Flying Dust Immortal. Pan Tanxiong introduced.

Fang Meizhen and the others suddenly looked solemn.

In fact, when they first saw the old man, everyone felt that he exuded a very good aura.

But he didn't expect that he would have the title of immortal.

In the martial arts world, not everyone can have the title of immortal.

The first condition is that cultivation must reach the level of human immortals!

Thinking of this, Fang Meizhen and the others hurriedly bent down respectfully and said, "Meet the Flying Dust Immortal." ”

The Flying Dust Immortal nodded lightly, and when he saw Zhang Xingxing, a young man who saw him but turned a blind eye, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Still, nothing was said.

He asked, "Why do you all catch so many goldfish?"

The Flying Dust Immortal knew that there must be some kind of secret in this.

If you know the secret.

So, doesn't it mean that you can get countless goldfish and countless spirit stones?

Thinking of this, the Flying Dust Immortal's face couldn't help but give birth to a look of excitement.

Pan Tanxiong replied: "Zhang Xingxing is very lucky, he pointed out a place for us to cast a net, and we can catch a lot of fish!"

While speaking, Pan Tanxiong couldn't help laughing again, as if he was reminiscing about the scene he had just fished.

"Oh, his luck?" the Flying Dust Immortal looked at Zhang Xingxing with a pair of golden eyes.

seems to want to see what secret exists in Zhang Xingxing.

"Tell me, why do you know where to fish?" the Flying Dust Immortal asked.

Zhang Xingxing said lightly: "Why should I tell you." ”

"Huh?" the Flying Dust Immortal frowned, and his face became extremely gloomy.

Just now, Zhang Xingxing didn't bend down and say hello to himself.

Now, I speak to myself in this tone.

This made the flying dust immortals, who had always been high, feel very unhappy.

In his heart, there was even a trace of killing intent.

If you use the method of soul searching, you can know all the secrets.

"They're there!"

At this moment, an English shout was heard in the distance.

Everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound.

Soon, the faces of Fang Meizhen and the others became ugly.

Because, whoever comes...... It was Jesse Franks and his party that I met not long ago.

Pan Tanxiong didn't have the initial panic, but shouted: "Grandpa, we could have caught more goldfish originally......"

"However, they wanted to rob us of our goldfish and spirit stones, so they forced us away. ”

The Flying Dust Immortal's face sank slightly, obviously, he had already developed hostility towards this group of Europeans and Americans.

"Oh, Flying Dust Immortal, it seems that by the Jinling River, you are the one who is making a secret move, right?" among them, a white-skinned man holding a long sword snorted coldly.

"Whew!"

A cold breath, like a sickle harvesting straw, roared towards everyone.

In a quiet moment, it has the power to take people's lives, it is simply ...... Terrible.

"Humph!"

The Flying Dust Immortal snorted, and the same powerful aura burst out.

"Bang!"

The two breaths met in the air, like a bomb exploding, setting off smoke and dust.

"Gaia, what do you mean by this?" the Flying Dust Immortal said in a deep voice, "Could it be that you Holy See, do you want to fight with our Huaxia Martial Artist Realm?"

"What do you mean? What do you mean by just throwing Hal into the Golden Spirit River?" Gaia said coldly.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" the Flying Dust Immortal retorted directly, "I, the Flying Dust Immortal, if I want to kill someone, I can't be sneaky." ”

Gaia stared at the Flying Dust Immortal with a pair of sharp eyes.

And the Flying Dust Immortals, at all, looked away from Gaia's gaze.

Halfway through, Gaia said, "Okay, I believe you!"

"But, these young people, we have to take them all!"

"Because, Howl's death must have something to do with them......"

Gaia stretched out a finger and pointed at Zhang Xingxing, Fang Meizhen and the others, one by one.

The Flying Dust Immortal shook his head and said, "He and him, you can't take it away, the rest of the people, feel free!"

The Flying Dust Immortal refers to Pan Tanxiong and Zhang Xingxing.

Pan Tanxiong is the grandson of the Flying Dust Immortal, so naturally he will not let people take him away.

And Zhang Xingxing is the one who knows the secret of Jinling River, and the Flying Dust Immortal still wants to rely on him to fish, and he will not let people take it away.

"No, they are all suspicious, they must all be taken away!" Gaia said sharply, "Flying Dust Immortal, Hal is the great-grandson of Cardinal Mathieu, we must take all the suspects away!"

The Flying Dust Immortal didn't think at all, and said, "I have made a concession and cannot take these two people away, even if Mathieu is here, I will say the same." ”

"Really, even if I'm here, you won't let us take people?" a man in a red cloak and armed with a long axe descended from the sky with the power of endless destruction from the Demon God.

Suddenly, the ground shook and cracked, as if a catastrophe had descended, which was very terrifying.

"Mathieu!" the Flying Dust Immortal's face sank slightly, becoming a little ugly.

"Meet the archbishop!" a group of Europeans and Americans in the distance bowed one after another.

Matthieu nodded and said, "Get up." ”

Then, with a pair of eyes full of cold light, he swept towards the Flying Dust Immortal and Zhang Xingxing and the others.

He said sharply: "Hal is my most beloved great-grandson, everyone who has something to do with his death, give me all of them!"

"Whew!"

At this moment, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, which made people shiver.

"Do you want me to come and invite me personally?" said Matthieu coldly.

"It's so lively! I'm an old man, come and have fun!" an empty voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Then, an old man with gray hair and a rickety figure, as if a gust of wind could be blown away, appeared very abruptly in everyone's field of vision.

This person is the master of Kunlun Immortal Gate, Xiao Dabao.

Suddenly, Fang Meizhen and Pan Tanxiong ...... Even, including the Flying Dust Immortals, Qi Qi respectfully shouted: "Meet the Kunlun Immortal Sect Master!"

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