"Lao Jia, let's leave like this, it's too unkind, right?"

I don't know how far he escaped, Meng Chiyun's figure was stunned, and his long fiery red hair curled up, revealing a rough red face under him, and he said with some hesitation.

"How so?"

Jia Qingtian's figure didn't stop, and he replied.

The other dozen or so Yuanying Monks couldn't help but prick up their ears and listen.

You know, just now they also felt quite aggrieved, and they were scared away by a mid-Yuan Infant monk like this, even though the other party has a great reputation, but their line is not weak.

This group of people, but they all followed the two of them all the way from Tianyun Prefecture to here, what danger has they not seen? But they were only scared away by this person, and when it was spread out in the future, how could they see people?

Leaving their allies behind, who will dare to cooperate with them in the future?

"Huh?"

Meng Chiyun was stunned for a moment, and scratched his head as if he was a little at a loss, his behavior was completely incommensurate with his cultivation.

"You!"

Seeing him like this, Jia Qingtian shook his head helplessly, the two had been friends for nearly a thousand years, and naturally knew his temperament, his body was stunned, and he turned to look at everyone: "You think so too, right?"

"Please also show it to the Great Sage!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and couldn't help but bow and salute.

"Lao Jia, don't sell it! If you have anything to say, just go around and around and get through the trouble!"

Meng Chiyun glared at him with some dissatisfaction, shaking his big fan-like hand.

"Huh!"

Jia Qingtian shook his head and smiled, his eyes fell on the cultivators, and he said with a straight expression: "Actually, before I came, I found out who was blocking you from entering this place!"

"Do you know who this person is? Is it really the first sage under some kind of bullshit god?"

Meng Chiyun's eyes widened, incredulous.

When everyone heard this, they were also puzzled, since they knew who the person who shot was, why did they wade into this troubled water?

Isn't that redundant?

"Not bad!"

The corners of Jia Qingtian's mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a serious expression: "Old Meng, I know that you have always been not afraid of heaven and earth, and I don't ask you to change your hot temperament, but you should at least think more about it!"

"What's wrong again?"

Meng Chiyun looked at him puzzled, as if he didn't know why his words turned to this.

"Before you made a move, I wasn't sure yet, but when this person was at the entrance of the cave, I looked at him carefully and found that his body was shrouded in a strange force, it was a strong person refining his body, and his own Yi Jing Transformation Vein Transformation Method, obviously this person didn't want to be recognized, but, judging from the breath of his shot, it was indeed the first saint under the god Undoubtedly, if you make a feud with such a strong person, what do you think you have to win?"

Jia Qingtian frowned slightly, and said seriously.

"Ah...... That kid is only in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, he is a body refining cultivator, I can see this, but if he wants to say that he is the first saint under the gods, this is also ridiculous!"

Meng Chiyun was taken aback, and his face was a little unsightly.

"It's, but it's true!"

Jia Qingtian's face was solemn, and he said with some solemnity: "Actually, I wondered before, why did you enter purgatory in twos and threes, and in the end, all of you will pass through here, and you are all blocked by this person, if someone is not obstructing it, why would we walk with Lu Huafeng?"

When everyone heard this, they all showed a look of hesitation, they were not stupid people, and after a little broadcast, they thought about what was wrong.

You know, they didn't think much about these things before they came, but at this time, when Jia Qingtian mentioned it, they thought of a flaw.

But they are new to the country and have no conflict of interest with each other, so why should they be so calculated?

"Okay, okay, Lao Jia, just say it quickly, go around and around, it's also greasy!"

Meng Chiyun shook his head full of red hair and said impatiently.

"Actually, it's very simple, Lu Huafeng is calculating that we will have a conflict with this first saint under the god with demonic combat power!"

Jia Qingtian didn't care, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"What? This old boy dares to calculate us, I'll go to him!"

When Meng Chiyun heard this, his eyes widened, his face was full of fierceness, and he was about to turn around and leave as he spoke.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid he's more distressed than you are to trouble him at this time!"

Jia Qingtian grabbed it and said helplessly.

"How?"

Meng Chiyun said a little unhappily.

"Because someone is making trouble for him!"

The corners of Jia Qingtian's mouth were slightly upturned, his eyes flashed, and the playful smile seemed to be wondering how the 'allies' in his mouth were changing at this time.

Thinking of that person, when he knew that there would be a spatial crack, he dared to shoot directly, this decisiveness is really rare.

He didn't believe that the other party had been plotting here for a long time, and he wouldn't look at the critical point where the spatial rift appeared.

The figure that retreated with one blow obviously showed the calculation and courage of the other party.

The reason why he didn't stop Meng Chiyun from making a move was just to see if this existence was really as he knew.

The seemingly unnutritious communication between the two sides had already made him realize that this 'First Sage under the Transformation of God' was not simple.

Therefore, in the end, he decided without hesitation to abandon Lu Huafeng, an 'ally'.

......

"Huh!"

Seeing that Lu Huafeng was a little angry and cruel words, Wang Mo didn't stop him, but just took out a bottle of spirit wine, raised his head and took a big sip, and glanced at him with a playful smile.

"You ......"

Seeing him like this, Lu Huafeng, who turned his body around, suddenly turned his head, stared at him with an ugly face, and said: "You don't have to deceive people too much, you must know that there are not no people on the mainland who can't take you!"

"I don't deny this, but I don't include you!"

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth curled slightly, and he mocked.

"Okay, the old man admits to this matter, as long as Wang Daoyou speaks, the old man is willing to pay the price of satisfying Daoyou!"

Lu Huafeng's eyes flashed, and he took a deep breath and said.

"Huh!"

Wang Mo smiled indifferently, and his eyes fell on the several Yuanying monks behind him with worried faces,

"You go!"

Lu Huafeng instructed a few people.

"Yes!"

When a few people heard this, they naturally didn't dare to say more, and bowed like a subordinate, then unfolded their bodies and fled in a hurry.

"What does Wang Daoyou need, although he said it, the old man thinks that he is still worth something!"

With a light sigh, Lu Huafeng looked at Wang Modao.

"Ming people don't say secret words, Lu Daoyou really doesn't know what he needs next?"

Wang Mo's eyelids raised slightly, glanced at the other party lazily, and asked rhetorically.

It took so much lip and tongue, firstly, to delay time for the bloody clothes, and secondly, to be afraid of fighting here, it is easy to cause spatial cracks to appear, even if it is him, if there are too many spatial cracks, I am afraid that there is also a danger of falling.

But being blocked by people three times and twice, even if Wang Mo has a good temper, he can't easily let go of the other party.

What's more, when he learned from the information sent back by Qingpi that the other party had come with nearly a dozen or twenty Yuanying monks, Wang Mo faintly sensed that something was wrong.

You must know that in the battle in Tianlang City, the image of Qingpi was known by many people, originally to scare those who were not highly cultivated, and later inquired about those who came, all of them had Yuanying cultivation, in order to reduce unnecessary trouble, Wang Mo let Qingpi show his true body.

This place is only a few months away from Tianlang City, and with the speed at which the cultivation world spreads information, its image can definitely be transmitted here, but it is still blocked by so many Yuanying cultivators, and they are coming with bad intentions, obviously there are other intentions in it.

Since this is the case, he naturally doesn't have to give the other party any good looks, not to mention, he faintly wants to know who is calculating him behind his back.

If you don't find out, people are so worried, and it really feels like you can't eat safely.

"Old man......"

Lu Huafeng's expression was stunned, and he was about to say something, but when he saw Wang Mo staring at him, his face changed for a while, and finally he suddenly sighed, gritted his teeth and said: "This matter is indeed the old man's fault, you shouldn't be greedy for Wang Daoyou's treasure, if Wang Daoyou really wants to investigate this matter, the old man has nothing to say!"

"Let's go!"

Wang Mo looked at him deeply and said suddenly.

"How?"

Lu Huafeng was stunned and said with some uncertainty.

"How?"

Wang Mo stopped talking, glanced at him and said, "Lu Daoyou, don't you want to see the thing below?"

"Thank you Wang Daoyou for your understanding, the old man farewell!"

Lu Huafeng's face was relieved, and he bowed.

With that, he turned and left.

It seems that the anticlimactic conversation is over, but the confrontation in it is no worse than the real fighting method.

Looking at Lu Huafeng's departing figure, Wang Mo took a deep breath, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of cruelty.

In the previous conversation, he had already guessed who the person behind Lu Huafeng was.

A person who can make a Yuanying Dzogchen monk so jealous and would rather face his threats than betray him, his cultivation or his background is already self-evident.

"You're really not giving up! It's just that why didn't you come......"

His brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes showed a hint of thought, Wang Mo's lips squirmed, and he made an undetectable sound.

Bang!

Before his words fell, a loud bang suddenly burst out, and the entire sky seemed to be shaking, making Wang Mo's expression change suddenly.

Not far away, Lu Huafeng, who was hurriedly leaving, suddenly turned his head to look, but immediately his face was pale, and he unfolded his light without hesitation, and suddenly rose into the sky, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"Hey, that's ......"

Wang Mo turned his head, gasped, and suddenly slapped down the stone platform, and his body turned into a streamer and suddenly fell into the cave behind him and disappeared.

I saw that in the distance, the violent aura swept violently, and several extremely wide pitch-black cracks opened, sweeping in as if devouring the sky and the earth, and they were spatial cracks.

But when countless sand, gravel and earth trees flew into the sky, there was a cloud of brilliance that was extremely eye-catching, it was a gray-green brilliance, flickering in the smoke and dust in the sky.

In the face of the terrifying spatial crack like the mouth of a fierce beast, this light cluster flickered like a little spark in the night, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

But every time this light and shadow was about to be swallowed into it, it would shoot out a streamer, and with a bang, it turned into a light shield and suddenly blocked it, so as to move forward a distance again.

It is hard to imagine how this light and shadow exists, and it can struggle for a long time in such a terrifying spatial crack.

In just a dozen breaths, the gray-green light and shadow were chased by the spatial crack to the top of the Ghost Sect.

Coincidentally, the light and shadow once again waved a streamer, turning into a light curtain to block the spatial crack, and its direction suddenly turned downward, and suddenly fell into the hole and disappeared.

The violent spatial crack roared through like a furious pole, swept up the sand and dust in the sky, and slammed away.