The fair with close to 1,000 people is huge, but its scale from one to six floors is already its limit. As for the seventh floor, which has few people, the ghost will develop the trade fair there. Because of this, no one knows what happened on the seventh layer. The trade fair on the sixth floor is still in full swing, but this is the end of the fair, and of course there won't be too many people. Because of the number of people, it is quieter than the floors below. However, the arrival of the seven figures broke the silence of the sixth layer of the fair. The silence of the entire trade fair and even the entire seven-story pagoda was also disturbed by a few of them.

"The Yuefan monk who has infiltrated is now, everyone quickly flee for their lives!"

Ximen Feng did not forget to shout loudly during his escape, so as to remind the other monks.

When the monks of the sixth-floor trade fair heard the news, they all took action in a moment's stunned. There are panicked people who flee, there are doubtful people who hesitate in place, there are greedy people who take advantage of chaos to snatch property, there are also big-hearted people who pack up their things in no hurry, and there are some guys who don't know what to call and watch the wind in place. The trade fair on the sixth floor was chaotic for a while, and various voices mixed together, and the scene became chaotic and out of control. After all, it is a trade fair that is temporarily initiated, and such a phenomenon will occur without people who are dedicated to maintaining order.

Not long after the seven shadows left, a shadow appeared in the six-story pagoda. This person was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man wearing the clothes of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance. At this time, his image was slightly embarrassed, his long hair seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and he had lost his original Shunqi, and his clothes were burned by fire or something, but there were small holes in his clothes. Through these small holes, you can vaguely see each other's bodies.

Seeing this man's appearance, most of the monks believed the words of the previous seven and chose to flee immediately. And some skeptical guys are not afraid of death and do not stand still, and even ridicule the middle-aged man as if they were dead. The ignorant are fearless, and these people should be called warriors!

"This is Brother Yuefan, don't bully me for not being knowledgeable!"

"That's it, Monk Yuefan would be so embarrassed?"

"I guess this person is at most a little more divine!

"I think those people are deliberately disrupting the trade fair, trying to take advantage of the chaos to make profits. ”

......

More than a dozen monks pointed at the middle-aged man, as if they were watching a monkey show.

This middle-aged man in the Yuefan period was also unlucky, he thought that Xu Chenglin and the other six people had lost the mind to resist in the face of the Yuefan monk. So he was careless, so he was put on a match by seven people! The seven people shot their strongest attack, and even Xu Chenglin used the Muyuan Spirit Sword in the Tongtian Spirit Gourd. It was worthy of the Yuefan Monk, and the strongest attacks of the seven people were all taken by him. And the price paid by the middle-aged man because of his carelessness was that his viscera was shocked, and he was full of embarrassment. He didn't have time to defend at all, and the all-out attack of Xu Chenglin and the others completely relied on pure spiritual power.

Come normally

It is said that the realm is a big realm apart, and the strength is the difference between cloud and mud. But there are always accidents in everything, and if Monk Yuefan stands unguarded and lets the condensation period fight, he will also be injured. The reason why the middle-aged man was injured was undoubtedly because he fell into an accident. First he was calculated by the seven Qi Condensation Stage monks, and then he was ridiculed by more than a dozen Qi Condensation Stage monks, and the middle-aged man became angry at once.

"Presumptuous!

The middle-aged man let out a low snort, and a monstrous power instantly erupted from it.

More than a dozen warriors who were not afraid of death were directly instigated under the pressure of this divine sense, and they fled in panic in the direction of the central staircase. But they didn't escape far before they were directly knocked out by a huge force. Countless buildings have been destroyed along the way, and the sound of explosions and collapsed houses is endless. The entire sixth-floor pagoda seemed to have suffered a natural disaster, and it instantly became dilapidated. The middle-aged man's divine sense swept across the sixth floor, and then he flashed to the front of the stairs.

Running and running, shouting and shouting, this is what Xu Chenglin and they are thinking now. They have all seen the power of Brother Yuefan, and they know that it is difficult to be the enemy of Brother Yuefan, and the one that runs with seven people is called a neat one. If they run away, they will always be chased by others. Fortunately, several people's minds are still very shaped, and they know how to use words to create chaos, and at the same time, they are also alert.

"The Yuefan monk who has infiltrated is now, everyone quickly flee for their lives!"

This sentence began to spread from the sixth-floor pagoda, and quickly spread throughout the pagoda. In the beginning, there were always many people who doubted it, but as more and more people joined the fleeing army, no one doubted it anymore. People's herd mentality is very serious, and when they saw some people fleeing with their lives, some monks who did not know the situation also ran away. The three of them are tigers, and in the end, no one can know whether there is a tiger or not, whether it is a tiger or not. But there is no doubt that the fleeing army is growing stronger, and the whole pagoda has become chaotic.

Seven figures were the first to run out of the seven-story pagoda, followed by a long tail. One after another the monks ran out of the pagoda, and most of them ran for unknown reasons. It wasn't until they ran out of the pagoda that everyone reacted at this time, they didn't know why they ran at all, and the monk who knew why they ran had never seen the face of the hidden monk Yuefan. A group of monks who ran out of the pagoda were noisy and shouting, and they were at a loss for a while. But in an instant, everyone had a goal, and they all looked at the seven shadows that were still running away at the front.

"A few fellow Daoists, dare to ask where is the Yuefan Monk who infiltrated now? Let's hurry up and report to the elders of the sect and take this opportunity to take him down!"

I don't know who shouted, which instantly slowed down the fleeing seven-figure figure.

Ximen Feng waved his hand, and the seven people stopped. They quickly glanced behind them, and they saw a scene that was difficult to see, and they hadn't even seen in the ten years since they entered the cultivation world. Hundreds of cultivators stared at the seven people in the distance in unison. Even though they had seen some relatively large scenes, the seven of them couldn't help but get nervous. Just imagine, at this time, hundreds of people attack one by one,

It was enough to drown them in the attack. What is the most terrible thing between the same level, of course, is the most terrible number of people. In the case of personal qualities, the tactics of crowds are always the most terrifying.

The seven of them glanced at each other and slowly turned around. At this moment, they saw a shadow rushing out directly from the gate of the pagoda. The seven of them could see clearly, it was a middle-aged man dressed in the costume of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

"Be careful! The man is in front of the gate of the pagoda!"

Tang Xiaotian exclaimed in surprise and pointed to the location of the pagoda door.

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd parted from each other. A straight path leading to the entrance of the pagoda was flashed out by the monks. At the end of this road is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. This person is none other than the middle-aged man who is chasing Xu Chenglin and others.

The monks on both sides looked at the middle-aged man in horror, they even forgot to fly, and one by one they tried their best to retreat. Everyone wants to go backwards, but the more this happens, the more chaotic the scene becomes. The speed of retreat was surprisingly slow, and the monks standing at the front almost cried out in horror.

The middle-aged man looked confused at this time), he couldn't understand why things had become like this. He just found that the token he got unintentionally had a reaction, he just wanted to lead a few Yuefan to tell the secret, he just wanted to catch a few people quickly, and he just chased them all the way...... He really couldn't imagine that just a few were just a few that would make his hidden actions fail.

"It's all these seven bastards! If they didn't come up with tokens, I wouldn't be interested in that. If I'm not interested in tokens, I won't lure them over. If I don't lure them over, I won't be attacked by them, and I won't chase them all the way, and I won't expose them. ”

The middle-aged man felt remorse in his heart, he simply hated these seven people to death. They're just-stirring sticks, messing up his whole plan.

The teeth creaked, and the middle-aged man hated Xu Chenglin and the other seven people to the core. He raised his fingers tremblingly, pointing at seven people one by one.

"You, you, even if you try your best today, you will be killed!"

The angry words were mixed with a strong murderous aura, until they rushed towards Xu Chenglin and the other seven people. The monks in front of the pagoda were even more frightened under the cover of this murderous aura, and the scene became even more chaotic. And the seven people who faced the murderous aura of the Yuefan monk were even more terrified in their hearts. Even Xu Chenglin and Chen Luoxue, who had strong divine sense, couldn't help but have a cold war. The seven people looked at each other, and they all saw the fear in each other's eyes. But at this time, they knew that fear would not solve any problem now, and the top priority was to find a way to survive in front of the Yuefan monks.

It's one thing to know, it's another to know if there's a way. The strongest attack of the seven people only embarrassed the other party, so you can see how big the difference in strength is. The difference in strength is too great, and there is nothing to be done about the seven people.

"Luo Xue, Xiao Linzi, you, do you think that guy is in a bad situation......

Just when everyone had nothing to do, Tang Xiaotian was

The question was posed to the two.

Glancing at Tang Xiaotian, Xu Chenglin and Chen Luoxue released their divine senses at the same time to look at each other. It's just a breath of time, and both of them smile slightly.

"It's not incorrigible yet, and we may have hope of self-preservation together!"

didn't have time to calm down the breath that had become heavy because of nervousness, Xu Chenglin said to his companions with great certainty.

"Yes, if it's a few of us, it won't necessarily fall into the hands of each other. It's another silver-like pewter gun head, a guy who doesn't like it. The other party's realm is true, but the strength is extremely problematic. If it is a real leaping period strength, it is extremely difficult to make the other party do this with our attack. Besides, our previous attack was not useless, this guy was breathing heavily and his breath was unsteady, so he should have been injured!"

After receiving Xu Chenglin's words, Chen Luoxue hurriedly got acquainted with the reason.

"So that's the case! Then today we will have a group of cultivators Tu Yuefan! Who said that there are only seven of us, and the monks around us are not vegetarians!"

Ximen Feng listened to the explanations of the two people and swept away the haze in his heart before. A smile crossed his lips, and an idea rose in his mind.

The other people were not stupid, and they instantly understood the meaning of Ximen Feng. Without waiting for Ximen Feng's orders, Tang Xiaotian immediately shouted.

"Fellow Daoists, don't panic! This guy was injured by the elders of the sect before, and now his strength has been greatly reduced, otherwise we would not have escaped from this person's hands. ”

"What are you talking about! Everyone is attacking it!"

Tang Xiaotian finished shouting a sentence, and Wang Xiaoan simply echoed everyone's attack.

The other people were even more simply, Chen Moheng directly shot out a silver thunderbolt, Shi Buzhuan released the spirit seal, and Ximen Feng shook the heavenly ruler and released countless runes. The rest of the people were also unambiguous, and each released their own means of attack.

Under the singing and harmony of Tang Xiaotian and Wang Xiaoan, the monks already had plans to do it. After seeing the seven people shoot one after another, they also began to follow one by one. The herd mentality is so powerful, as long as one person follows, there will be a group of people who follow. One after another, attack spells flew out of the hands of the monks. Their targets were surprisingly identical, all of them were the middle-aged man in front of the pagoda.