"Hehe, I can't go, can you?" the mocked monk said without hesitation.

"A few Daoists have been invited, just now a few of you talked about the Heavenly Alliance Conference, I don't know what conditions are required to go to the Fallen Realm?" Mu Fan walked to the wine table of these people with a wine glass.

Seeing Mu Fan coming, several people looked at Mu Fan vigilantly, because they couldn't see through Mu Fan's cultivation at all.

"Man, the accounts of these friends are on my head, bring them the best wine from your store. Mu Fan suddenly grabbed the wine bottle on the wine table and took a sip, then pretended to burp a wine, and said in a bit of confusion, "Alas, don't say it, I am very hopeful for the League Conference that day, if one day I can also participate, no...... It's great to be able to see and learn. ”

Seeing Mu Fan so bold, several people had already let down their vigilance in their hearts. At this time, the monk who had been sarcastically laughed before, "Friend, I have similar thoughts as you, my generation cultivates, if you don't have a dream, what's the difference between it and salted fish!"

When Mu Fan heard this, he suddenly glanced at the monk more, and said in his heart that this is not the line of our earth, "That's right, yes! If you don't have a dream, what's the difference between being a man and a salted fish!"

The monk was stunned for a moment, then suddenly slapped the table and said, "That's right, but buddy, this Heavenly Alliance Conference is indeed not something that we can go to, not to mention whether there is a token or not, even those ten million spirit stones are not something we can afford!"

At this point, the rest of the monks also nodded in agreement. They didn't think that Mu Fan would be able to take out tens of millions of spirit stones.

Mu Fan was shocked in his heart, his heart was really black! Ten million spirit stones, I'm afraid that ordinary soul shaping cultivators can't take them out.

It's no wonder that these places will be allocated to those big sects, in fact, only those big sects are so wealthy that they can get tens of millions of spirit stones.

"It's too dark...... Mu Fan took a sip of wine and sighed a little.

"That's not ......," said the monk, who suddenly paused, but did not continue, but only hehe.

Mu Fan smiled, as if he had just remembered, "By the way, do you know where the teleportation array is......?"

"Chengxi ......," another monk said subconsciously.

"Thank you, man, I've settled this account......" Mu Fan put down his wine glass, directly threw out ten high-grade spirit stones, and then swaggered out of the stack.

"This friend is so bold! That sentence is good, if you don't have a dream, what's the difference between being a man and salted fish!"

"But if he wants to go to the Heavenly Alliance Conference, that's too unrealistic!"

"Didn't people say they were just going to see it......"

......

As soon as Mu Fan left Xizhan, he immediately went to the west of the city, but he soon found that someone was following him.

"Sure enough, wealth can't be exposed, it's easy to get into trouble!" Mu Fan shook his head, although he said that, he walked towards the city gate.

It didn't take long for him to come to a wilderness outside the city, and then stopped.

"Come out, there's no one here......" Mu Fan said lightly.

"Huh, a mere Ning Dan ant was able to spot me? Sure enough, there were two hits! Why, is this the cemetery you chose for yourself, haha......" As a hoarse voice sounded, a man in gray walked out of the woods.

Mu Fan shook his head and sighed a little: "Hey, seriously, I don't know how you cultivated to the sixth layer of the infant transformation!"

"What, you can actually see my cultivation?" The gray-clothed man's face changed suddenly, but when he saw that Mu Fan was indeed only in the late stage of Ning Dan, his heart was also a lot more relieved.

Mu Fan was too lazy to talk to this guy, and said impatiently: "You are too verbose, delay my time......" Speaking of this, Mu Fan suddenly punched out.

The gray-clothed man was furious in his heart, and his already gloomy face looked even more gloomy, "You are looking for a dead ......" After speaking, he suddenly sacrificed the Sparrow Sword behind his back and let out a finch cry.

However, the gray-clothed man's face quickly showed a look of horror, "It's a ...... No, you're ......" The man in gray only felt his hairs stand on end, and his whole body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Fan's punch had already blasted over, and this punch still looked very ordinary, but the man was scattered.

"Bang ......"

The man in gray didn't even have time to make a move, he was directly killed by Mu Fan's punch, leaving only a blood mist to slowly dissipate in the air.

A storage ring landed on Mu Fan's hand, and Mu Fan beckoned to throw the Sparrow Sword into the ring, and then disappeared in place.

After Mu Fan left for more than ten breaths, two old men suddenly appeared where Mu Fan was talking about the man in gray.

"This breath is Qiu Qianming's, someone actually killed him?" one of the old men frowned.

The other old man nodded thoughtfully, "I have also heard of Qiu Qianming, this person has always been ruthless, and he can even kill people beyond the level, the other party can bombard him, it is estimated that at least the cultivation of soul shaping is ......."

"Recently, there have been a lot of strong people in Heavenly Dao City, maybe ...... By the way, could it be the murderer of my Heavenly Dao Sect disciple?"

"Easily bombard Qiu Qianming, this person ...... In any case, at this juncture, no factor can be ignored, and we hurried back to investigate, and would rather kill by mistake than let one go. ”

"That's right!"

......

Mu Fan didn't know that he had killed a Qiu Qianming and was targeted, and even such a thing could be associated with the killing of the Heavenly Dao Sect's disciple in the Killing True Pagoda, if he knew, he could only say, congratulations, the crooked fight is on the right track.

At this time, he had already arrived in the west of the city, and to be honest, killing an infant monk was a complete waste of time for him.

"This is the realm teleportation formation, and idlers can't get close!" The two Ning Dan guards saw Mu Fan observing nearby, and suddenly scolded.

Mu Fan was originally observing this teleportation array, and secretly admired in his heart that the person who arranged this formation was really good, this was definitely a teleportation formation of more than eight levels, not only did it require a lot of spiritual energy, but the important thing was that he was still teleporting.

Now interrupted by two guards, he simply stepped forward, "Two fellow Daoists, I want to board the teleportation array, this is ......"

"What? You want to get on the teleportation array? haha...... Okay, okay, this is not the place for you to come, get out of here!" Without waiting for Mu Fan to take out the token and spirit stone, the two guards directly expelled Dao.

Mu Fan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood that he was despised.

The two guards are all infantile cultivators, and now Mu Fan's apparent cultivation is only in the late stage of Ning Dan, and if a Ning Dan monk wants to take out tens of millions of spirit stones, it is simply a joke, not to mention that he also needs tokens.

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