As time passed, more cultivators left Razor, from a few a day to a few at the same time.

There is no doubt that these people are the core disciples of the major forces, and almost all of them have a big harvest in their hands.

Therefore, for the next period of time, the entrances and exits of the space were almost overcrowded, and all the people of the major forces were concentrated here, all thinking of getting good news from their own disciples as soon as possible.

For another three days, the prohibition at the entrance of the space rippled like water, and more than a dozen figures appeared at once.

"Huo Ming, it's Huo Ming, it deserves to be a cultivator genius who has not been born in my Huo family for a thousand years!"

"Haha! Those boys from my clan have also come out, everyone, let's talk about it later!"

......

Several figures appeared in front of this group of people almost immediately, and then quickly disappeared here with their own disciples.

At this moment, no one has asked how the harvest is, because this group of people is almost the last group of disciples, if there is no accident, they will have to gain the most, so making a fortune in a muffled voice is the last word.

Soon, most of the group disappeared, and Li Yang stood at the back, changing his outfit and appearance, and no one could recognize him.

However, he felt very bad in his heart, each of them had "family members" to pick him up, it seemed that he had become a child without a parent, so could he still leave here safely?

"Huh!"

At this moment, a figure appeared out of thin air, startling Li Yang.

It was a tall man, nearly a head taller than the average person, his gray hair was scattered haphazardly, and half of his face was obscured, so that it was impossible to tell his exact age.

He was dressed in a rough cloth robe, sloppy, and exuded a peculiar smell, as if he hadn't taken a bath for decades.

Where did this strange thing come from? Li Yang almost pinched his nose and retreated.

But at this moment, this man put one hand on his shoulder and said, "Good boy, you did a good job, you didn't embarrass my master!"

It's okay if he doesn't open his mouth, but when he opens his mouth, he really can't stand it, the taste, the sourness, almost made him spit out the yellow water on the spot.

"Damn, the ghost is your apprentice!" he rolled his eyes and tried to pull away, but found that he couldn't move at all, and that hand was like a mountain and he couldn't shake it.

"Who the hell is he?" Li Yang finally changed color.

"It's him, the world's number one!" someone recognized.

"What? Is this thief? Didn't he say he died more than ten years ago?"

"This prostitute has harmed so many women from good families, why don't you die?"

"Huh!"

The sloppy man turned around, and the few people who were talking about it just now suddenly retreated, including many old guys with gray hair.

He showed a mouthful of yellow teeth and said with a smile: "You can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, they and I are both in love!"

"Adulterous thief! You are so clever that you force my aunt to wash her face with tears every day, and she will die at a young age, you should die!"

"Boom!"

He stretched out his palm, and a big black hand suddenly appeared in the air, like a mountain pressing a person out of breath.

"Che boy, I repeat, your aunt and I are in love, and it was your old man who broke us up!"

"Give me death!" The man who spoke had half of his hair white, and he was still called a boy, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he pressed down with one palm.

The scruffy man remained motionless, letting the wind blow his tousled hair away, revealing his bearded face underneath.

"Humph!"

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and with a wave of his hand, like a fly, the man with his big black hand instantly turned into a streamer and flew out, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and didn't know where he went.