"I thought you were strong, but in the Medicine Harvesting Realm, I can suppress you with one hand, roll over here and kneel down for me!" Hua Wenyuan shouted, and at the same time, a terrifying mana fluctuation erupted.

Qin Song suddenly felt a mysterious and mysterious power, which was a little different from ordinary mana.

"This is the change of Dao Ji?" He knew that the cultivators of the Medicine Refining Realm already had the prototype of the Dao Foundation in their bodies, and they had the mysteries that operated some Dao Bases.

The people around them were all squeezed backwards by this force, and it was like a storm of wind sweeping towards Qin Song.

His steps were very steady, walking calmly, the wind was blowing on his body, the white-clothed hunting sounded, and the immortal qi shrouded in his body also flowed faster, and he felt that the mana could not affect him in the slightest.

"Hua Wenyuan, even if you are the true legend of the Immortal Dao, do you still want to do it? Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you are the true legend of the Immortal Dao!" Qin Song said lightly, neither humble nor arrogant, not frightened by these people.

"Hahahahaha......" I saw that Zhou Lang laughed suddenly: "Idiot, let me tell you, the true disciple can do whatever he wants, even if he kills you now, he doesn't have to pay much price!"

That Hua Wenyuan also smiled, but he was very self-controlled, and he was not so pompous as he laughed.

Not far away, several other people who were suspected to be true disciples also smiled, as if they thought that Qin Song was a little cute, did they think that the immortal dao agreement would be put in the eyes of the true disciples.

Qin Song sighed, and he saw the expressions of the ordinary monks around him showing anger, and then showing a look of loss.

Qin Song naturally knew why, because what Zhou Lang said was indeed right, true disciple can indeed do whatever he wants, could it be that the Immortal Dao Sect would punish a true disciple for the sake of an ordinary disciple, even if it is really punished, it is just a process.

"Oh, it turns out that the true disciple is so good!" Qin Song smiled, raised his hand and touched his nose, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In his eyes, these True Inheritance disciples were really nothing, unless they joined forces, so that they might be able to pose a slight threat to him.

"I don't know what is dead or alive, but you still dare to laugh at this time, I really don't know how you cultivated to this day. Suddenly, the young monk named Wei Wuhai spoke, drank coldly at Qin Song, and then walked to Hua Wenyuan's side, arched his hand, and said respectfully: "Brother Hua doesn't need to make a move, I can send this kind of small role, you just say what you want to do with him, do you break your legs, or do you want to destroy your arms?"

"Since Brother Wei wants to bring it, how can Hua excuse himself, what he wants to make this person look like, it all depends on Brother Wei's wishes, when the sect blames it, I will help Brother Wei bear it!" Hua Wenyuan spoke.

That Wei Wuhai immediately laughed, then turned around and strode over, his eyes flashing with hideous color.

Qin Song suddenly had a feeling of being targeted by a beast, although Wei Wuhai was only in the late stage of medicine collection, and he only broke through the medicine refining realm by a trace, he was also much stronger than ordinary cultivators of the same level, but in Qin Song's opinion, this strength was too weak.

The faces of the people around him changed, and they seemed to have seen Qin Song's miserable end, his legs and feet were broken, and his storage bag was snatched.

Then, just when Qin Song saw that Wei Wuhai was about to make a move, he hurriedly waved his hand: "Wait a minute, I have something to say!"

"If you have anything to say, say it quickly!" Wei Wuhai was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "If you want to beg for mercy, it's too late now, but if you kneel down and kowtow, I can consider it for a while." ”

"Begging for mercy, how can I beg for mercy, as for kowtowing, I will only hit others and kowtow to me. Qin Song sneered again and again, and saw that Wei Wuhai was immediately furious.

Seeing this, Qin Song hurriedly said: "Don't be in a hurry to do it first, we are all civilized people, I just think that fighting casually like this seems a bit monotonous, since we want to make a move, why don't we add some color?"

His gaze swept directly over Wei Wuhai, not taking this person in his eyes, but staring at Hua Wenyuan in the distance.

"What kind of color?" Hua Wenyuan raised his eyebrows, while Wei Wuhai seemed to be humiliated, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

"Don't you want Xuanyuan Flower, if I lose to you in the big battle, I will offer Xuanyuan Flower with both hands, but if I win, can you afford to pay 400,000, no, 200,000 Gathering Spirit Pills?" Qin Song said slowly, the whole person exuded an idle temperament, he didn't have much pills now, and he had to be replenished, otherwise he would become poor again.

Thinking of this, he said to the others, especially the few true disciples with strong financial resources in the distance: "As long as you can afford to produce 200,000 Gathering Spirit Pills, you can compete with me, as long as you can win, Xuanyuan Flower is yours, do you dare to fight with me?!"

As soon as he finished saying this, there was an uproar all around, and everyone looked at him as if they had seen a fool, just your cultivation in the realm of collecting medicine, and you still want to fight with the true disciples, you are simply looking for death!

"This person can't be scared out of his mind, right?"

"It's so pitiful, so young, I'm scared stupid!"

Many people had sneers and sarcasms on their faces, and countless strange eyes fell on Qin Song.

However, he shook his body, took a few steps forward, and looked at the few True Transmission disciples who were sneering and silent: "Why, don't you dare?"

"It's not that I don't dare, but I killed you and took away your storage bag, everything in it is mine, why should I bet with you?" Hua Wenyuan sneered.

"This place is not far from Seven Star City, I don't have any strengths, I just run fast, if you want to escape, even if you are true disciples, you may not be able to catch me before entering Seven Star City. After Qin Song finished speaking, he swung his body for a while, and suddenly rushed forward dozens of meters away, showing a good speed.

"Zhou Qian knows my identity, if I kill people directly, even if I can escape, the Immortal Dao Sect behind these true disciples will definitely be able to find out my roots through Zhou Qian, and it will not be good to be in trouble at that time. He thought so in his heart, but his face remained silent, paralyzing the people.

"Okay, I promise you, as long as you can defeat me, the 200,000 Gathering Spirit Pill is yours, if you can't win, Xuanyuan flower will be given to me, if you dare to repent, I want you to die here today!"

Although he was a true disciple, he was obviously unwilling to easily touch the Immortal Dao agreement, and sneered in his heart: "You are digging a pit for yourself, so that I can get the Xuanyuan flower, even if you call your division commander, you must not go back, because this is the result of a fair duel, and it is not considered to rob fellow Daoists." ”