The surrounding Hunter warriors had apparently also received this information, and they all urged their high-pressure jet armors to fly towards their targets.

Zheng Xian and Tong Yi were naturally not far behind, urging their high-pressure jet armor, and the two vortex airbags behind the armor immediately let out an old roar, spewing out faint blue flames, pushing the two of them to fly towards the target quickly.

The battle armor is backward, and it has been used for some years, although the function is intact, but the speed can't reach the level of others, so Zheng Xian and Tong Yi can basically only be at the bottom, and they will follow behind and eat ashes.

Fortunately, the speed of the target was not too fast, and it took them an hour to arrive, and the target was still sucking in vitality everywhere without any scruples.

At this time, all the Hunter warriors stopped twenty kilometers away from that thing, as if they were discussing something, Zheng Xian and Tong Yi came a little late, and did not hear their deployment arrangements, obviously they did not have the slightest intention to inform Zheng Xian and Tong Yi.

In fact, these god-hunting warriors were very taboo against Zheng Xian's peers.

At this time, Zheng Xian's helmet received a voice message, and after opening it, it was Wu Feng's voice, "Broom Star, you'd better stay in the back honestly, be a shrunken turtle and be able to share the money, don't make up for our troubles!"

Zheng Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't say anything, with Zheng Xian's experience from childhood to adulthood, he knew very well that it was useless to say anything in this world, strength and achievements were the most important, instead of talking nonsense with Wu Feng, it was better to think about how to catch that locust, as long as they could catch this locust, it would be equivalent to slapping Wu Feng in the mouth, which was more useful than scolding the other party!

At this time, more than a dozen hunter warriors began to scatter around, obviously, this is to pull the net fishing, surround the target, and then attack together, the target is captured, this method is the safest means, sixteen hunter warriors shot together, there is no dead spot blind spot, the other party even if it is a B-level locust, it is also to be caught, and you can't escape if you want to, it's basically as simple as turning the bowl over and buttoning it up, for these sixteen hunter warriors, they are already waiting for the money.

Obviously, Zheng Xian and Tong Yi were forgotten, and no one took them to heart. In the eyes of these God Hunter warriors, there is no difference between Zheng Xian and Tong Yi at all, and even, like Wu Feng, they will feel that Zheng Xian and Tong Yi will only drag their feet here, especially Zheng Xian, the broom star, will bring disaster, otherwise why did Zheng Xian enter the Seventh Office, so many people died in the Seventh Office?

These god-hunter warriors are generally not highly educated, and they greet immortal cultivators every day, and it is normal for them to have some little superstitions in their hearts.

And Zheng Xian and Tong Yi's annoyance is also that in the eyes of other god hunter warriors, they are simply useless waste, the money for hunting immortal cultivators is generally divided equally among the dispatched personnel, and one or two who kill immortal cultivators with their own hands or have special contributions can share a little more, everyone is fighting for their lives, Zheng Xian and Tong Yi are not involved in doing things but have to share the money, and no one has a good face.

Tong Yi's body moved, and he wanted to find a gap to participate in the round-up, but Zheng Xian gently pulled him, and then Zheng Xian took Tong Yi to raise his body, adjust the telescopic function of the helmet, and look at the target at a higher angle.

From the first time he saw the target through the satellite screen, Zheng Xian had an intuition that this time the target was very unusual, and reckless action would bring very terrible consequences. Zheng Xian's intuition was tempered by six years of dark life, and it was close to the beast's keen intuition of danger.

Zheng Xian's helmet-integrated telescope quickly spotted the target, locked it on, and provided it to Zheng Xian.

The target gradually became clear as the focal length of the electron telescope was constantly adjusted.

I saw an old man who looked to be sixty or seventy years old, dressed in a shabby robe, barefoot, as dry as a hemp rod, and his dark brown wrinkled dry hard skin looked like a mummy that had been exposed to the sun for thousands of years. Dressed in a wide robe that did not match, it was comical like a scarecrow stuck in a cornfield.

Or rather, this is a skeleton wrapped in a black wrinkled human skin, and if it comes out in the middle of the night, it is strange not to scare a few to death.

The old man was walking slowly on the grass, his dry face looked extremely cheerful and pleasant, two dry big hands lightly fanned, the grass and trees within a radius of more than 50 meters around him were all withering rapidly, the birds and beasts with a little spirituality had already avoided it far away, and those who were clumsy and clumsy struggled endlessly within the old man's fifty meters, as if they were stuck to something, unable to escape, and soon after the skin and meat were withered and rotten, and after two struggles, they turned into jerky and fell to the ground and fell into pieces.

The place where the old man passed was as if everything had been burned by fire, leaving only a layer of floating ash, and behind the old man was billowing smoke blowing in the wind, like wolf smoke and beacon fire.

Every time the old man drew a little bit of vitality, a certain part of the skin on his body bulged slightly, as if he was cheering up his body.

Zheng Xian's helmet jumped out of two sets of numbers, one group had a negative sign in front of it, indicating the degree of attenuation of vitality, this number was not fixed, and it fluctuated up and down with the old man's footsteps.

Another set of numbers made Zheng Xian's heart tense slightly, 2600, this is the value of this old man's vitality power, and the upper line of the B-level locust's vitality power is 3000 vitality power, this old man is already the superior existence among the B-level locusts.

Of course, this kind of value is not enough to make Zheng Xian afraid, the reason why Zheng Xian's heart is tight is because the locusts of such a value are worth at least three million, and the most important thing is that if he can capture it, although this price will be divided equally by the God Hunter warriors who came this time, but the most important thing is that if he and Tong Yi can catch it, then he can sweep away the depression in his heart, Zheng Xian has not seen a B-level immortal cultivator for a long time.

At least the Seventh Office will not be eliminated again, and if the Seventh Office is abolished, then he is really sorry for the dead partners.

Zheng Xian is not without strength, but has been unlucky, except for the first year of joining the business division, he captured a B-level locust alone and became famous and had a bright future, and later all Zheng Xian encountered were some little ant-like things, and the most powerful immortal cultivator was only C-level, and those seniors in the seventh office all died of these little shrimps because of various accidents, so that Zheng Xian's methods had nowhere to be used, and he also took the name of a broom star, and now, his chance to turn over has finally come. Zheng Xian couldn't help licking his lips.

Immortal cultivators are generally divided into three kinds, one is self-cultivation, this kind of immortal cultivator is generally a family with some inheritance left over, or what adventures they have, and then the comprehension is super high inexplicably get a scale and half a claw, so as to enlighten themselves, but this kind of cultivator generally does not have any advanced cultivation, after all, the immortal cultivation method left over from this world is really very simple, and there are even omissions, it is difficult to make a breakthrough if there is no one to guide you in cultivation, it is not simple to be able to cultivate the bridge between heaven and earth, and it is simply rare to be able to refine the sea of qi, and the cook who is shackled belongs to this kind！

The second type is more complicated, they come from the Cultivation Immortal World Realm parallel to the Mortal World, more than two hundred years ago, the Immortal Cultivation Realm was suddenly stripped out of the plane of the Earth World, and since then, the Immortal Cultivation World Realm and the Anthropocene Realm are two parallel realms that have nothing to do with each other. And in the mortal world, there are not so many gods and ghosts, which has changed the appearance of immortals, ghosts and mortals mixed in the world. It was also from then on that the mundane realm began to rise gradually.

However, although these two parallel worlds are separated from each other, there are still many channels between them that are connected to each other, and the so-called broken threads are like this.

The cultivation of the cultivators of the Immortal World Realm requires too much vitality power, but the vitality power of any place is limited, and in two hundred years, they have already consumed the vitality resources in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, so these immortal cultivators of the Immortal Cultivation Realm have always been planning to return to the mortal world, because of this, from time to time, there are existences in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and I don't know what method the Immortal Cultivation Dao used to find the passage that is not easy to be discovered, and come to the mortal world.

This kind of existence that comes to the mortal world is divided into two kinds, one is the madman who wants to open the space channel and reunite the two unrelated worldly realms, there are not many such madmen, but there are also many of them, generally there is a sect behind these immortal cultivators, and these immortal cultivators are here to open the way for the disciples of the sect, and they are very difficult to deal with.

The other is that they can't get along in the world of cultivating immortals, and they are chased by the powerful people in the world of cultivating immortals like a lost dog, they have escaped and taken refuge, and such guys will immediately hide when they reach the mortal world, and the harm is relatively small.

The third type is the old guys who have been in retreat and cultivation two hundred years ago, these old guys have not left this world for various reasons with the separation of the immortal world and the mortal world, and they don't know that the world has undergone earth-shaking changes, and they still think that this world is still the era when they are kings and respects, usually, these guys are very arrogant and very irritable, and their cultivation is very profound, very difficult to deal with, a cultivator who can retreat for hundreds of years without eating or drinking, is naturally a very dangerous enemy.

At this time, this immortal cultivator in Zheng Xian's eyes should obviously be classified into the third category, not to mention anything else, just look at his robe, you can know that when this guy was in retreat, it was at least a matter of the Ming Dynasty.

Zheng Xian didn't go to school much, and his education level was not high, but he also knew that the Qing Dynasty people had braids, and this old man didn't have braids, so at least he was from the Ming Dynasty.

There is also the old man's withered body, black-brown flesh and skin, obviously caused by a long period of retreat, even if there is no Zheng Xian's own judgment, this information has been listed in detail in Zheng Xian's helmet screen, behind Zheng Xian.

At this time, in Zheng Xian's eyes, the god hunters in the other offices were already encircling the old man, and the encirclement had been formed, and now they were closing the net.

For some reason, looking at this scene, Zheng Xian felt a little uneasy, and this uneasy intuition made Zheng Xian frown slightly.

Tong Yi was already a little stunned at this time, and said: "Director, let's hurry up, if you don't do it, you will be preempted by other offices, and then you won't be able to eat meat or even drink soup." ”

Zheng Xian still didn't speak, staring at the old man who was surrounded with a pair of eyes.

The old man's shriveled nose twitched, as if he had sensed the dangerous aura that was converging towards him around him.

The two vortex airbags behind the sixteen Hunter Warriors had been fully opened, and their flying speed was naturally extremely fast, and they had already appeared in the old man's field of vision at this time.

The old man showed a look of surprise on his face, as if he was particularly curious about these strangely dressed guys who could fly, especially the two blue flames pulled out from the back of the god hunter warrior, which made the old man tilt his head slightly, and the shriveled and waterless eyeballs turned and rubbed against the layer of eyelids, and he felt his eyes hurt when he looked at it.

Immediately, a cold sneer appeared on the old man's face, and the light shield that he spread outward to absorb the vitality of animals and plants suddenly closed into his body, and the old man's withered body quickly became full, and then a group of numbers jumped rapidly in front of Zheng Xian's eyes.

The set of numbers jumps sharply from 2600 to 3600.

Zheng Xian's pupils shrank suddenly, 3600 vitality, this is not a B-level locust, this is already an A-level locust!

"No!

At this time, the group of god-hunting warriors who were rushing towards the old man had also seen the changes in the vitality of the old man's body, and the A-level locusts were definitely not something that their more than ten god-hunting warriors could handle!

At this point, it's too late to want to withdraw.

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