There are really people who dare to kill people in the territory of the Mixed Yuan Sect, and they are also the grandsons of the four elders, and the sky is about to change.

Duan Dapeng was shocked and angry, no, the four elders would not let him go, maybe he could still exonerate a little bit of responsibility if he caught this person.

With Xu Mu's strength of the seventh layer of qi training, he was still killed, and he, the scum of the sixth layer of qi training, would not be an opponent.

Rashly entering the Lingdan Pavilion said that he would not be able to explain it directly here, so he could only guard it.

"Who is this person? He really killed Xu Dashao. ”

"If you kill decisively, you must be an outlaw. ”

"Most likely, the Mixed Yuan Sect offended him. ”

"It's the pole, it's the pole. It's just that if you kill people like this, I'm afraid this person won't be able to escape. ”

Duan Dapeng's face was gloomy, and his heart became even more chaotic when he listened to the chaotic discussions.

"Get out of the way of Lao Tzu, and everyone within 100 meters of the Lingdan Pavilion will be arrested and be accomplices of the thief. ”

The faces of the people who ate melons suddenly changed, and they dispersed in a hurry, and within 100 meters of the Lingdan Pavilion, there was no one else except for the people of the Mixed Yuan Sect.

Dahan's gaze skimmed over the outside of the Spirit Pill Pavilion, revealing a hint of chill, this is not the end.

Everyone in the Spirit Pill Pavilion had already seen all this in their eyes.

After Dahan walked into the Lingdan Pavilion, everyone avoided it one after another.

"What about the shopkeeper, get out of here. ”

"Hmph, Your Excellency is still tied up, and if you hurt the grandson of the four elders, Your Excellency can't escape. ”

An old man in a brocade robe slowly descended the stairs and stared at the big man, although there was no killing intent in his eyes, he was not polite.

The big man's eyes showed a look of surprise, and his eyes flashed, interesting, it seems that the Mixed Yuan Sect is not an iron bucket.

At the very least, these four elders are not in the same vein as the old man in front of them.

Perhaps the displeasure in the tone was caused by the fact that the Great Han stroked the face of the Mixed Yuan Sect.

However, so what, even if it is not the same lineage, it also belongs to the Mixed Yuan Sect, don't blame the master for being polite.

A ninth-level Qi cultivation cultivator couldn't resist his footsteps.

With cultivation alone, he can crush the old guy in front of him.

After a few days, his cultivation had already gone further, breaking through to the tenth level of qi cultivation, and he had no time to practice qi.

"You are the treasurer of the Spirit Pill Pavilion?"

"Sort of, boy, do you still want to resist?" the old man glanced at Mo Xiaoye in surprise, and smiled a little foolishly in his heart.

It's really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers.

"In that case, robbery!"

Hma ⊙∀⊙!

Everyone in the pavilion had strange faces, glanced at Mo Xiaoxie, and then looked at the stunned old man on the steps, and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.

This person really won't die if he doesn't do it.

could have lived a little longer, but the word robbery actually came out, this guy is really going to hit the street.

He has been crisscrossing the chaotic stone sea for fifty years, and he has become the ninth elder of the Mixed Yuan Sect with the peak cultivation of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, and he is high up, and today he met for the first time who dared to rob him.

Interesting!

The first reaction is not anger, but fun!

After carefully looking at the big man disguised by Mo Xiaoye a few times, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't see through the cultivation.

This does not prevent him from appreciating Mo Xiaoxie, even if he hides his cultivation, can he still compare to him? This is impossible!

And he has always been at odds with the four elders, if it wasn't for this guy killing Xu Mu, he really wanted to save this guy's life.

"Hehe, in the Lingdan Pavilion, you are the first person, but you should also be the last. ”

Chu Hao's momentum pressed towards Mo Xiaoxie, wanting him to understand that this was the Mixed Yuan Sect.

Mo Xiaoye raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes were full of evil interest, because he was facing away from everyone in the pavilion, no one noticed it.

"Alas, robbing the Lingdan Pavilion on Black Turtle Island, this person may have a problem with his brain. ”

"What if you have the strength?"

The eyes of the crowd looked at the speaker in unison as if they were fools.

Strength, brother, I'm afraid I have forgotten the Mixed Yuan Sect behind the Spirit Pill Pavilion.

In his eyes, Mo Xiaoxiao has only one result, that is, lighting a lantern in the toilet and looking for () to die.

Chu Hao's face sank, looking at Mo Xiaoxie who was laughing, and finally realized that something was wrong.

Red Blood Sect, or Ten Thousand Poison Valley, or people from the two sects of the South China Sea?

As for Spirit Beast Island, it was not in his scope of consideration, since Mo Yan left, if Spirit Beast Island was not supported by a Lin Mountain, I am afraid it would have been swallowed long ago.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

"Enemies. ”

Mo Xiaoye is not afraid at all, he has enough confidence to leave since he came, even if Xiao Fatzi is here, he still can't stop him.

What's more, now the high-level of the Mixed Yuan Sect is probably circling around Xiao Fatzi.

Several thunder shocks were pinched in Chu Hao's hands, his face was very solemn, the man in front of him came prepared, and his strength was extraordinary, at least his strength was not below him.

Damn, when did this kind of character appear in the Rocky Sea? Or someone from the Inland Sea?

He couldn't help but think about it.

"Lei Zhenzi, you have to think clearly, if you use this thing, I'm afraid that the Spirit Pill Pavilion will be destroyed. ”

A trace of jealousy flashed in Mo Xiaoxie's eyes, the power of this thing should be almost the same as the big potato in his hand, this kind of flammable and explosive item, he can't help but be careless.

Chu Hao sighed in his heart, with a gloomy face, and put away Lei Zhenzi.

I wanted to kill with one blow, but I never wanted to be revealed by this kid.

Glancing at the people in the pavilion, his face was a little gloomy.

Lei Zhenzi is extremely powerful, and one is enough to kill most of the people in the pavilion.

If he shot directly, he was sure that he would kill all the people in the pavilion directly, but he was pointed out, so that everyone was prepared.

The people who can buy the pill are at least the people of the sect family, although the Mixed Yuan Sect is not afraid, but on the bright side, the impact is not good.

"Damn, the people of the Mixed Yuan Sect want to wipe us out. ”

"The erector is really not a son of man. ”

Everyone in the pavilion looked at Chu Hao's face with a faint anger, but they still dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

looked at Mo Xiaoxie again, with some kindness on his face.

"Shut up!"

Chu Hao's face sank, and after a drink, the pavilion suddenly fell silent.

"Hehe, the Nine Elders are so majestic. ”

Mo Xiaoye smiled slightly, walked to the side of the seat, and sat down.

"Is that how you entertain guests?"

"Tea!" Chu Hao's face sank.

The little guy in the Lingdan Pavilion trembled and held a pot of tea, and the aura in it was elegant.

Lingcha is not simple, it is not simple, the Mixed Yuan Sect is really a big commodity.

Spirit tea, that is, his spirit beast island is used to entertain distinguished guests.

"Whew!"

A stream of tea in the mouth, the color of sweet and bitter in the mouth, a trace of aroma in the sweet and bitter, and a trace of sweetness after entering the stomach.

Good tea!

"Come on a hundred pounds. ”

"Poof!"

Chu Hao blurted out a sip of tea, and then a trace of pain flashed on his face.

100 catties? Tens of thousands of spirit stones of tea, up to 100 catties, robbery?

No, this guy is really here to rob.

"I don't know your name?"

"Wang Fugui. ”

The corners of Wang Fugui's mouth twitched, this guy, as soon as he heard this name, he knew that he was made up.

"Fellow Daoist, there is not much tea in the pavilion. ”

"It seems that the Nine Elders will be mistaken, this seat is here to rob. ”

A momentum condensed, and he went away for Chu Hao.

Chu Hao's face froze, and cold sweat fell down his forehead.

Foundation building monks, only high, not low!!

Where the hell did this person come from?

"Take fifty catties and give it to Brother Dao. Chu Hao said with a solemn face.