Wuwu, who was already anxious, trembled when he heard where this guy was, and he was so angry that he almost breathed fire.

I guess if this guy hadn't known what Wu Xian was eager to know so far, he would have been dead by now.

"Say it well, otherwise... Dead"

The monk turned pale and trembling with fright, and a foul smell came from under him, and when he looked down, it turned out that his trousers were wet.

Obediently, this is a scared urgency!

Wuxian frowned tightly, looking at him with disgust, it was really useless.

The cultivator took several deep breaths in a row, and only then was he able to organize the language a little.

"I... I made an alliance with a loose cultivator before, and then I was chased by a poisonous bee, and I... Just see her flames and others... Different!"

Call... Call...

He finally said it shortly, it was really not easy, and he gasped for several times in a row before he couldn't help but pee his pants again.

"Where is she now, what's her name?"

Immortality is even more urgent.

This casual cultivator had a sad face and was hesitant.

"We parted after that, we didn't see each other! So..."

"So it's in the frame?" Wuxian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sharp light of his eyes shot straight out, making this casual cultivator feel cold all over his body, as if even his bones were about to be frozen.

When he was passing by, he seemed to hear a companion call her Xia Chuxue, because there were too many poisonous bees, she didn't dare to approach at all, but just looked at it from a distance, and was amazed.

This girl's flames are so powerful, and then she is afraid that she will be entangled by poisonous bees and go directly to the sword, so she doesn't know where people are now, okay?

"No... No, her name is Xia... First snow!"

He finally finished speaking, and was directly frightened and fainted.

As a result, he was a little bit in the center of his eyebrows, and he woke up again.

Sanxiu's heart was extremely broken at this time.

Isn't it okay if he doesn't want the treasure anymore?

Sanxiu's voice was very low, and he was directly dragged into the air by Wuxian, so the monk kneeling on the ground below didn't hear what he was saying at all, but just wondered if he had ever seen a strange flame used by a monk.

They don't dare to use their mental power to investigate, what's the difference between that and looking for death?

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally shook his head helplessly, there are too many people who use fire attribute spells, and if you want to say which one is more special, I really can't think of it.

Aren't all monk flames almost the same? Why is there anything special, I really can't understand!

When everyone was thinking, they saw a figure in mid-air fall directly and fall heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.

Wu Wu directly threw the cold light big knife in his hand next to the person who fell to the ground, and then disappeared directly in place.

When the big knife was held in Wuxian's hand, all the monks only felt that the big knife exuded a golden cold glow, and they didn't dare to look at it carefully.

Now that the terrifying God of Killing has left, the monk who obtained the broadsword is clearly the target of public criticism.

As the so-called blessing and misfortune depend on each other, getting the opportunity is accompanied by the snatching of each other's cannibalism, and the long road to being hunted down and killed in the future.

All the monks stood up and moved closer to the loose cultivator step by step, staring closely at the Ling Han big knife beside him.

I don't know who swallowed saliva in the crowd, and then a lot of swallowing voices rang out one after another.

There was a wolf-like light in their eyes, like a hungry beast seeing its prey.

"What are you doing? This big knife was left to me by the Immortal King, he hasn't gone far yet, if you rob this thing and sweep his face and lose his majesty, are you sure you want to die?"

Sanxiu stood up suddenly, quickly held the big knife in his hand, looked at everyone vigilantly, and retreated step by step.

When he was surrounded by a group of monks and blocked his way back, he was in a hurry and pulled Wu Wu in.

The highest cultivation level of these monks is about the same as their own, and the others just look at the number of people, in fact, there are only a few monks who can really fight with themselves, and there are only a few monks who are at the peak of the twelfth layer of the Qi refining period.

And this kind of monk is the elite of the family, the mainstay of the future, and the three major families are united, and there are only six people.

Now that he has the best treasure weapon in his hand, coupled with his perennial accumulation and combat experience as a casual cultivator, as well as that bloodthirsty killing momentum, he is not without the power to fight.

Thinking of this, my heart slowly calmed down, and it was a big deal to detonate the treasure and end up together, and I wouldn't let others pour a little benefit on me.

His name is Qian Dao, he was an orphan since he was a child, with his own efforts and the momentum to move forward, he broke out of the world in this immortal cultivation world where the aura was getting thinner and thinner, and reached the peak of the late twelfth layer of the Qi refining period at the age of more than one hundred and twenty, and he was only one step away from building a foundation, and then his longevity would be doubled.

Qian Dao can have today, there is no shortage of his ruthlessness and scheming, compared to these pampered family children, where is his opponent?

With combat experience alone, he can kill monks of the same rank as himself.

But now it seems that Qian Dao's words are still somewhat useful, at least not yet to reach the situation of burning jade.

I saw that the monks who were originally like wolves and tigers heard Qian Dao's words, and their bodies were all in unison, and they swept their eyes around at the same time, for fear that which killing god would come back.

And Qian Dao saw that the monk heard his words, and he was disdainful in his heart.

People can turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain, and their mood must have reached a certain level, so they won't care about this kind of nosy at all, and they are really the little ones in the family who have never seen the world. I was fooled by a sentence and didn't dare to do it.

Hehe!

Lao Tzu is afraid of that god-killing immortal monarch to the core, but you guys!

He sneered in his heart, holding the big knife tightly in his right hand, he heard Xianjun say that this big sword was a superb treasure, and he also guessed that he couldn't control it without a certain strength, so he just pretended to take it in his hand, and ran away quickly when these family disciples didn't react.

One by one, the monks were suppressed by the immortal Yu Wei, but their eyes were still fixed on the big knife in Qian Dao's hand and refused to leave.

That's the best treasure, the entire immortal cultivation world can't find a few, and it was all handed down thousands of years ago, and there is no treasure weapon master in the immortal cultivation world today, at most, it is a spirit weapon master who can produce a high-grade spirit weapon.

Who wouldn't be tempted?

However, if they really 'invite' the best treasures to their own family, I am afraid that it will be a curse rather than a blessing, and it will bring endless disasters to the family, and it may even be wiped out because of this.