Since the other party looks down on this kind of spiritual treasure, maybe he can come back, this bead may be broken copper and iron for the few people in front of him, but the fat cultivator likes it very much. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Three masters, if you don't want this bead, you might as well give it to the younger brother." The fat cultivator stared at the beads in the old man's hand with a fiery gaze in his eyes, and said very politely.

Looking at his humble appearance, it seemed that he had to kneel down and kowtow to the three of them, but this is also the case, any one of the three on the other side is stronger than him, and the fat cultivator has no other way to get the beads back except for his good attitude.

Maybe the other three of them saw him so pious and returned the bead to him, anyway, the other party didn't look down on such things.

When the old man heard this, a grim smile appeared on his face, he raised his eyes to look at the fat cultivator, and asked with a sneer, "You want this thing?" ”

As soon as the fat Taoist heard this, he immediately felt that there was a play, and hurriedly said: "With the strength of the seniors, it must be yearning for a more powerful spiritual treasure, and if the seniors don't mind this kind of inferior thing, it should be regarded as a reward." ”

When the fat Taoist patted the horse's ass, the companion who had been standing next to him suddenly lightly hit his arm, as if to hint at something to him, but at this time, the fat Taoist seemed to have been attracted by the bead, where would he have the time to pay attention to his companion.

Originally, people of their strength could only rely on luck to find some spiritual treasures, and once there were any spiritual treasures, whether they were good or bad, they were extremely eager for them.

The two disciples next to the old man also sneered disdainfully when they saw the fat Taoist's appearance.

But the fat man doesn't care about this, as long as he can return the bead to him, even if he is seen as a joke, he will admit it.

Just when the fat man was looking forward to the old man's reward, the old man's face flashed with a cold smile and threw the beads in his hand and threw them towards the fat man.

The fat Taoist seemed to have even straightened his eyes at this moment, and even the companion next to him couldn't believe that the other party had really thrown the beads over.

The fat man immediately took it towards the bead, and at this moment, the old man suddenly made a move, and with a slight wave of his robe, he shot out and hit the fat man directly.

The fat man's body suddenly flipped up in the air a few times after being attacked by the horse, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Poof!"

The fat Taoist propped himself up and stood up, directly opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He thought he was really lucky, but he didn't expect that the other party was teasing him.

"Hmph, I don't know what is dead or alive, even if I don't want the things in the master's hands, it won't be your turn to take them."

The emaciated man looked at the fat man and his companion, and suddenly snorted coldly.

"Fat man, go away, these three people seem to be from the evil sect!"

The fat man's companion roared in a low voice, and directly supported the fat man to run forward as fast as he could.

But not to mention that the man still has such a burden as a fat Taoist, that is, to let him run away at full speed, how can it be in front of the old man's strength?

"Let me do it......"

The two disciples under the old man's door saw that the two were about to flee, and when they were about to pursue, the old man stopped the two with a faint voice.

The two men immediately paused when they heard this, how well they knew this master of their own naturally needless to say, even as disciples, they all had a feeling of companionship like a tiger.

Since the master spoke, the two naturally didn't dare to do anything superfluous, only to see the old man stretch out a dry palm from his sleeve robe, and with the sudden grip of the palm, a black cloud suddenly appeared above the heads of the two people who were fleeing.

The aura emanating from the black clouds makes people know at a glance that it must contain powerful attack power.

The two of them saw the black clouds overhead, and their speed was even more exerted, but no matter how fast he was, the black clouds above his head always followed behind the two.

While running, after thinking about it in his heart, the Daoist directly abandoned the fat Daoist and swept forward alone.

At the moment of life and death, he chose to abandon his companions, all just to save his life!

The fat Taoist was already at the end of his crossbow after suffering a blow from the old man, and without the help of his companions, he fell directly to the ground.

At this moment, the fat man saw the black clouds above his head, and a trace of remorse seemed to well-rise in his heart, if he had known that this would be the result, he would rather not have the bead, or if he would not even come to this island.

In vain, the black cloud suspended above the heads of the two suddenly fell and wrapped around the two of them, not only the fat man, but also his companion did not escape the attack of the black cloud.

"Ahh

The two of them were surrounded by black clouds, and they could no longer see their faces at all, only to hear a painful scream, and two white bones appeared in their place.

The screams of the two echoed in all directions, immediately alarming some of the other cultivators who were trying their luck.

These people are not stupid, so they naturally saw something at a glance, and immediately fled in all directions.

"A swarm of ants......"

The old man's disdainful sigh came out, and he saw his fists clenched again, and black clouds appeared all over the sky like before, and those black clouds were all on the cultivators who descended to the ground in an instant, and of course these people were all turned into white bones.

"The things that don't measure up to their own strength still want to run away in front of the master." The emaciated man looked at the direction of the screams that kept coming from all around, and said coldly.

"Haha! Situ Lao'er, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and your magic skills seem to have made a breakthrough again. ”

At this moment, there was a loud laugh in the void, and listening to the meaning of his words, it was as if he did not take the old man in his eyes at all.

"Who dares to hide in the shadows and insult my master!" The emaciated man heard the sound of laughter in the void and immediately shouted loudly.

The two disciples under the old man's sect were both urging their spiritual power at the same time to be in case of emergency.

"Hmph, presumptuous!"

There was another low shout in the void, and two invisible energy fluctuations directly formed around the two disciples, knocking them to the ground.

Fortunately, all the cultivators here were killed by the old man, otherwise people would not know how much their jaws would have dropped when they saw this scene.

The person who was hiding in the shadows could instantly defeat two mid-stage cultivators of the Spirit King Realm with a random blow, and his strength was staggering.

The two of them stood up immediately after being knocked down by the invisible energy fluctuations, this time they did not have the arrogance they had before, but stood on the old man's body very consciously.

It seems that they also understand that the person hidden in the shadows is definitely not something they can fight against, if it weren't for their own master here, I'm afraid that the power just now would not be as simple as defeating them.

At this moment, I saw that the void opposite the old man was distorted for a while, and two figures walked out of the void.

The two of them were old and young, the younger one was about the same age as the two disciples under the old man, and the other was an old man on crutches.

The two people who appeared, the strength of the young man fluctuated at the peak of the late stage of the Spirit King Realm, and the old man on crutches was the same as the old man who had just shot, and his strength was undetectable.

"Hmph, I haven't heard your name for so many years, and I thought you were dead a long time ago." The old man in the moon robe said lightly at the person with a cane on the opposite side.

"My old bones are quite strong, and they shouldn't be able to die for a while, but you, an old guy, are still alive after being hunted down by those decent organizations for so many years." The old man on crutches also replied.

In the seemingly bland conversation between the two, the smell of gunpowder contained in it was so obvious.

"Old fellow, it seems that you haven't found any decent heirs since Zeng Xiong's death." The old man on crutches glanced at the two young men opposite him and said with a hint of mockery.

Both of them were a little annoyed when they heard this, but in the face of the other party's strong strength, they could only dare to be angry and dare not speak, so they could only hold back this breath.

At this time, if Jiang Ming was here, he would definitely be alarmed by the words of the old man on crutches.

Because the old man who had killed many cultivators just now was that Zeng Xiong's master.

Three years ago, Jiang Ming accepted the arrangement of the Hidden Dragon Organization to carry out the task of protecting the eldest lady of the Wang family, and learned about the grievances of the Wang family and the Zeng family in the process of the mission.

At that time, after the safety of Zhang Tao and several other friends was threatened, Jiang Ming resolutely decided to help the Wang family eliminate the opponent, and later killed Zeng Xiong in a vicious battle.

However, Jiang Ming, who thought that the matter was over, didn't expect that since he killed Zeng Xiong three years ago, he had been targeted by an old monster.

And that person was the old man who had just killed the cultivators present, Situ Feng!

Situ Feng is Zeng Xiong's master, and he is a cult person who has been wanted by many decent monastic organizations for many years.

As early as a few days ago, because of the powerful tsunami, it not only exploded in the world, but also directly alarmed the entire cultivation world, and Situ Feng had certainly heard about it at that time.

However, at first, he just thought that this powerful tsunami was just a natural phenomenon that could not be explained by science in the mortal world, and it was not until the intervention of cultivators that news came out from the outside world that there were countless natural treasures on an island in the center of the tsunami, so Situ Feng brought his two apprentices to this island.

However, now the island has attracted the attention of decent monastic organizations all over the world, and those decent organizations have reached the consciousness before sending their disciples here, so that the outstanding juniors of their respective sects can handle this matter, and the people of the older generation are not allowed to interfere.

This is also the reason why after the news of the island has been spread for a few days, there are still only some young people on the island, because the various sect monastic organizations have already stipulated the rule that the older generation is not allowed to interfere, and that Situ Feng not to mention that he himself is a cult person who has been hunted down by the decent organization, but also a figure of the older generation.

Although he was not afraid of the young people on this island, he was worried that he would attract the top fighting power of those decent organizations.