Not far from Feng Yu and the others, there was a sudden loud sound from the fighting method, which couldn't help but surprise Feng Yu, how! Trouble ahead? She hurriedly looked at the other three, but saw that they were just going on their own, calmly and calmly, as if they were not surprised.

"Why, aren't you worried? There seems to be trouble ahead. Feng Yu couldn't help but asked.

"Go our own way and let others fight!" Liu Ruosu said slowly.

"In the city, fighting is not allowed, so immortal cultivators who have long-cherished wishes will compete in spells on the outskirts of the city. This is a common thing, so don't worry too much about it. Magu explained.

"Also, I'll give you a witty mantra for the truth of mixed cultivation, don't look at what you can't see, don't listen to what you can't listen, and pretend to be stupid. Make sure you run rampant in the realm of cultivation. "Geeyang Road.

"What do you mean? I don't really understand. Fengyu asked.

"It's to let you be less nosy, so as not to get into trouble. Otherwise, I don't know how to die! Liu Ruosu explained.

"Then what are you talking so profoundly, just tell me to be nosy." Feng Yu glanced at Jiyang and said.

In the cultivation realm of the jungle, killing and dying are often only one step apart, and if you are lucky, you can avoid disasters or survive in battle; But if your life is not good and you encounter a hard stubble, maybe in an instant, your life will be easily buried. Even if you are careful and low-key, it will be difficult for bad luck to find you, not to mention that if you are nosy, it is simply your own demise and greatly shorten the journey!

Anyway, the sky is falling, and there is a son taller than themselves, Magu and they are on top of it, so why should they bother themselves and worry about it? Thinking of this, Feng Yu was relieved, and followed in stride, no longer thinking about the east and west.

Finally arrived at the destination, Tiannan City, and encountered a few fights along the way, but because they did not implicate Fengyu and them, they were comfortable and safe along the way. But this frequent fight really made Feng Yu frightened, it seems that it is really not easy to live safely in the cultivation realm.

Tiannan City, a huge city with thousands of years of history, is bustling with streets and people from all over the world, there are ordinary mortals here, but also because of the upcoming Xiuzhen Realm trading event - the auction, it is full of many people of all levels who rarely appear in places where mortals live.

After countless years of cultivating people and ordinary mortals coexisting in a perfect fusion, the two have long been unrelated, but they do not interfere with each other in peaceful coexistence. Those who cultivate the truth do not disdain to be in the company of mortals whose lives are short; And mortals rarely see people who cultivate the truth, and rarely know about their existence. So the two have been subtly symbiotic, and can maintain this balance for a long time.

Feng Yu and the others came to a luxurious restaurant with exquisite decoration, ordered some of the best food here, and were sitting around the table carefully tasting the delicious food in the world that they had not tasted for a long time. Feng Yu looked at the diners coming and going, and found that many people here were cultivators, and she had never seen so many cultivators at the same time, so she couldn't help but feel a little excited.

These people are also sitting in the restaurant, eating the food here. They either exuded bursts of immortal qi on their bodies, or they were like the same mana emitted by Fa Ding, as well as Feng Yu's indescribable spiritual power, but most of them were Bigu stage cultivators whose realm was inferior to her, or whose strength was comparable. This couldn't help but make Feng Yu feel very strange, why are they all such people with a lower realm, where are those old monsters?

"Are you going to let me or not? Our brother wants to sit here, and if you know each other, leave quickly! A rude voice reached the ears of everyone in the lobby.

Feng Yu and the others turned their heads to the source of the sound together, and looked at the four or five young men curiously, only to see that they were glowing with faint spiritual power, but they couldn't see what spells they had cultivated, strange and strange appearances. But they all seem to be in the late stage of refining to the early stage of spiritual void realm. A young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old sat in front of the table, his face was calm, and the spiritual power in his body was solid but not dissipated, and he couldn't see where he was.

This man has bright eyes, sword eyebrows and a straight nose, and his appearance is handsome and abnormal, but there is a trace of evil intent in his eyes, which makes people feel a little chill when they look at it. How do you seem to have seen this man somewhere? The first time Feng Yu looked at the man, he felt a sense of déjà vu, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

The man seemed to feel a pair of puzzled eyes staring at him, turned his head to look at Feng Yu, his face paused, as if he remembered something, and looked a little surprised, and then all kinds of appearances disappeared, and his waveless face regained that cold expression.

I remembered that I was once in the mountain behind King Jing's Mansion, and the first one I had accidentally seen flying in the sky, the fight scene of two cultivators, suddenly rushed into Feng Yu's mind. And this young man is clearly the boy who stood in the void that day, his eyebrows, eyes and expression have not changed, he still has that indifferent and cold feeling, but today seems to be much taller than before.

"Do you hear that? Child! Uncle told you to hurry up! Don't blame us for being late and losing your life. The rude voice sounded again, and it looked extremely arrogant.

"I really don't want to live anymore when I see these small repairs." Magu whispered.

"Oh, how?" Liu Ruosu asked.

"This young man is a demon cultivator, and the demonic qi in his body is condensed and does not disperse, and it seems to be unfathomable." Magu whispered.

"What? You say he cultivates demons? How can it be? Such a handsome man, it turned out to be... Demon cultivators? Feng Yu was a little excited, but she tried to keep her voice as low as possible, lest others hear it.

A man's face changed and changed, and he stopped talking.

"Handsome? How can I have my Magu junior brother handsome! Look at it better! Seeing that Magu had something strange on his face, Jiyang couldn't help but say.

The man was still drinking the tea in his hand, as if he hadn't heard the howling of the wicked man. Seeing this, the man's face was blue and white for a while, and he was very angry because he hit a soft nail, and he was about to make a move. The boy sitting at the table remained indifferent and did not want to compromise.

"Since you're looking for death, don't blame us! Brothers, let's teach this guy a lesson who doesn't know how thick the sky is. "The wicked man's angry and corrupt way.

Feng Yu looked at the scene in front of him with fiery eyes, not knowing whether he was worried about the young man who had a relationship, or worried about those evil recess who didn't know the height of the sky.

"Fuck off! I don't want to mess around here. The boy spoke, his voice unusually cold.

Those evil cultivators glanced at each other, their faces showed a look of anger, and they were about to rush forward, and their respective magic weapons with strange brilliance were already haunting their heads.

"Since you're looking for death, don't blame our brother Ra! Go to hell! "A vicious cultivator ruthlessly.

The imminent battle situation made the ordinary mortals in the restaurant feel terrified when they saw it, this kind of posture also happened occasionally in Tiannan City, and it was not easy to mess with people with that kind of weapon glow. It seems that it would be very unwise to stay more today, and everyone has self-knowledge to run away from this place of right and wrong and flee for their lives. Only Feng Yu and the others and some other monks who thought that their realm was not weak were still waiting to see how things would develop.

The magic weapons that those evil cultivators were spinning in the air were strange forms that Feng Yu had never seen before, like a four-sided dark golden long stick, and its body exuded a pitch-black brilliance like ink, which looked extremely evil and disgusting. Several of them urged the magic weapon in front of them to attack the young man who looked weak, and there was no sign of sparing.

Feng Yu looked anxiously at the young man in the battle group, and didn't understand why he still had the leisure to drink tea there at such an emergency moment, because he was too strong and very confident; Or is he just a fool who dug his own grave and came out this time to commit suicide?

Fengyu's own cranky thoughts couldn't help but make her wonder greatly, why did she pay so much attention to this man? He's the same as Chi You, an extremely hateful demon cultivator! Those unbearable scenes lingered in Fengyu's mind again, and the people who were killed by Chiyou stood there drenched in blood, wailing and crying to her...

Yes, he and Chiyou are the same kind of people, they are both cold-blooded and ruthless, even if they have a handsome and beautiful face, it will not change his crazy and violent demon nature in the slightest. Don't worry about him, let alone pay attention, calm down, you are a cultivator, don't stand on the wrong team before you do anything. Feng Yu's heart kept fighting, and the expression on his face was rich and abnormal.

"What are you thinking? It seems that you are going through a psychological struggle, do you have to take care of it, rest assured, they are only worthy of carrying shoes for that man. Magu looked at the young man and said, with a complicated feeling of envy and jealousy.

"No, I thought he was the same as Chiyou, and I was a little entangled in my heart." Fengyu's weak way.

Before the group of evil cultivators could urge the magic weapon and come to the young man's approach, it was as if there was a powerful repulsive force that had abandoned it, and he stayed in the void and couldn't advance an inch. With a slight move of the young man's slender palm, those magic weapons flew in the direction of his master and shot them down.

A few evil cultivators who had just flaunted their martial arts were knocked backwards and flew out several meters away, all of them spitting blood and panting, the invisible but fierce coercion, together with the violent impact of their magic weapons, couldn't help but make them look extremely frightened like mice meeting cats.

What the? The magic weapon that has always been loyal actually attacked his master? What kind of weird exercise is that? The cultivators present were all shocked, that young man was so extraordinary, and people couldn't help but have all kinds of speculations about him, but no one could really understand his true cultivation.

"Look at your magic weapon, the master should have some relationship with my family, I am in a good mood today, I will not kill you. ! The young man said in a cold tone.

Personally feeling that kind of powerful and powerful cultivators, at this moment, there is no doubt that the young man in front of him can easily take his own life. As soon as I heard his words like amnesty, I felt ecstatic in my heart, and I hurriedly got up and picked up the natal magic weapon that attacked me as a murder weapon just now, and even the last threatening words, I moved back to my own face, and I didn't dare to leave quickly.