Chapter 894: Sycophant

"What's going on? Why can't you start the formation?"

"***, no, someone changed the big formation and occupied Lao Tzu's cave mansion."

Feng Dashan suddenly jumped like thunder, and his face turned blue with anger.

"The people inside get out, *** Your ancestors are eighteen generations, dare to rob my Feng Ye's cave mansion, do you want to be chopped into meat sauce?"

"Damn, your ears are deaf, get out and kneel down and beg for mercy immediately, otherwise, Feng Ye, I will take out your soul and refine it day and night."

Feng Dashan scolded, but seeing that there was no reaction in the cave mansion, he immediately took out a talisman and blasted towards the cave mansion.

But at this moment, the cave suddenly opened.

A hand reached out from it and gently pinched the talisman.

In an instant, the aura of this talisman was directly shattered and turned into flying ashes.

The owner of this hand, although young, has white hair, and there seems to be a layer of blood floating on the white hair.

His face was pale and calm, and his eyes were like a layer of cold ice that could freeze people's blood.

Suddenly, Feng Dashan's body trembled.

Whatever anger and whatever indignation is gone.

"Former ...... Senior, the little one is polite, no ...... It's nothing, just say hello...... Tell...... Farewell......" Feng Dashan's lips trembled, pulling out a smile like crying, and he trembled and stepped back step by step.

But at this moment, Han Qing's cold gaze swept over.

Suddenly, Feng Dashan felt as if his whole body was frozen in ice, and he stood motionless.

At this moment, he felt his soul, and in this gaze, it seemed to be torn apart.

This is the Yuanying strong, it must be the Yuanying strong.

Because, the most powerful monk Feng Dashan has ever seen is the power of the Yuan Infant Realm.

In his opinion, the power of the Yuan Infant Realm is just like this day, it is an existence that can pinch him to death with one finger.

With a "plop", Feng Dashan knelt down directly.

"Former ...... Seniors spare their lives...... Spare my dog's life......" Feng Dashan trembled and begged for mercy, drenched in cold sweat.

Han Qing didn't speak, and stood up from sitting cross-legged.

Feng Dashan trembled even more, feeling the monstrous sense of oppression on Han Qing's body.

It's over, and it looks like this senior is going to kill him.

In this wilderness, this is also normal, most monks kill people without a word.

I heard that the power of the Yuanying Realm is violent, killing people one by one, if you are unlucky, you will be wiped out.

"Seniors spare their lives, the little ones have no intention of colliding, the little ones are guilty, the little pigs and dogs are not as good as ......" Feng Dashan kowtowed, in order to survive, all the self-esteem should be aside.

Han Qing looked indifferent and said, "What is your crime?"

"That...... I...... I sin should not have this cave, no, no, no, this cave does not belong to me, it originally belonged to your predecessors, only the power of your predecessors can make this cave a blessed land, full of fairy spirit, and the admiration of the small predecessors is like the surging river, endless." Feng Dashan said loudly, like a tide of sycophants.

Han Qing couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, this guy has a way of slapping on the back, obviously he has occupied his cave mansion, but he can say the opposite.

Feng Dashan secretly glanced at Han Qing's expression, and immediately thought that he had found a way to survive.

"The predecessor is the real fairy wind bone, no one can match, as soon as the little one sees the senior, he is deeply impressed by the demeanor of the senior, in front of the senior, how small it is."

"Please allow the little ones to worship their predecessors devoutly, believe in their predecessors, and ask their predecessors to allow them to serve the little ones from now on, and to be able to look at the immortals of their predecessors from time to time, that is the blessing of the little ones who have cultivated for eight lifetimes."

Feng Dashan kowtowed as he spoke, revealing a fanatical expression.

Han Qing was slightly stunned, I have to say, this kid is a talent.

In this world, there are not many people who can cultivate their face to this level.