"Shut up! Give you a chance to kill the five of them, or the old man will kill you now!"

After Wang Xuan finished speaking, he waved his hand and released five mid-level cultivators, looking at the beggar pretending to be a young man, as cold as ice.

"Wait...... Wait, Daoyou, since the five of them are destined to die, why don't I give out a spiritual treasure and buy a person to kill them? Zhang Fan Daoyou said just now that this person can be bought, I don't know ......."

Before the young man finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Zhang Fan: "Hehe, you kid is quite clever, you can do it, a heaven-level spiritual treasure, Lao Wang will definitely sell you alone." However, you have to tell me why you don't want to go out, since you dare to come into this world, then don't tell me that you are afraid of death, do you treat me as a three-year-old?"

The young man's eyes showed sincerity, and he hurriedly replied honestly: "This, Zhang Fan Daoyou, I feel that this place is strange, and it may attract my companions, so for the sake of safety, I want to follow you for the time being." ”

"Well, this reason is acceptable, your boy's life seems to have no effect on us whether we live or die. We are a team of six people, none of us are in the middle of the Heaven Realm, count you kid lucky, take the spirit treasure for another person!"

When the young man heard this, he quickly took out a treasure knife and handed it to Wang Xuan, and said: "Daoyou, this is a heaven-level spiritual treasure, which was given by my master, and I also asked Daoyou to sell me for the sake of Zhang Fan's face." ”

Wang Xuan took the treasure knife, he glanced at the young man in surprise, looked at Zhang Fan thoughtfully, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, who is your Taoist friend, an ant-like thing, no big or small, the old man is too lazy to care about you." ”

As he spoke, he released the horse-faced monk again, and said coldly: "You, go and kill the five of them, if you are lucky, you will be free." ”

The cultivation of the horse-faced monk was also in the middle of the Heaven Stepping Realm, and as soon as he came out, his face changed greatly, and after seeing Wang Xuan, he thought that death was imminent.

Because, in Wang Xuan's personal world, there are many slaves like him, once they leave, they never go back.

It wasn't until he listened to Wang Xuan's words and followed his gaze that he saw five unconscious people hanging in the air, although there was a trace of doubt on his face, but it was quickly replaced by ecstasy.

He quickly ran in front of the five people, his face flashed a trace of hideousness, without a trace of pity, and kicked him hard.

Five unconscious people, without any protective power, and not refining the body, the monks of the same level were under one foot, there was no accident!

Bang bang...... The five bangs were in unison, and because the speed was so fast, the five died almost at the same time, and the sound gave people the feeling that there was only one sound.

At this time, everyone's eyes, including Zhang Fan, were focused on the horse-faced monk, holding their breath and paying full attention.

And the horse-faced monk, after killing five people, just turned around to face Wang Xuan and opened his mouth to say something, in an instant, silently, his whole person disappeared.

"Really teleported away, this guy, can regain his freedom from Lao Wang's hands, luckily, maybe in the future, we can see him again." ”

Zhang Fan looked at the place where the horse-faced monk disappeared, his eyes lit up, and he said with some speculation.

"It doesn't matter whether he lives or dies anymore, what we have to think about now is how to speed up and attract people? The weirdness of this place alone makes it a little slower. Everyone needs to get the 'safety charm' of this place as soon as possible, just like Zhang Fan and Wang Xuan, the two Taoist friends, who have the permission to leave this place at any time. In this way, we can occupy the absolute initiative, advance and retreat freely, not only to obtain the greatest benefits, but also to get the illusory opportunity. ”

Song Qian interjected at the right time and hit the nail on the head.

"Yes, I'm injured, so I'll hide it for the time being. If it's okay, you can start fighting, the treasures are all on display, and the louder the sound, the better. By the way, isn't our cultivation a bit high, Lao Wang, you can also hide it, or hide your cultivation......."

Zhang Fan chattered a lot, and after he finished speaking, a dodge suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

At the same time as he disappeared, all six people present swept over with their minds, and each used their magical powers, looking for inch by inch, one, two, and three...... It wasn't until ten breaths that a voice came out.

"A few fellow Daoists, this mortal Taoist friendly supernatural power, as soon as he hid it, I didn't find the slightest clue after looking for a long time, did you find anything?"

When Wang Xuan heard the words of the beggar pretending to be a teenager, his face trembled, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he secretly said in his heart: "You little rabbit cub has only stepped into the middle of the Heavenly Realm, and it is normal that you didn't find it, even if it is an old man, under the full induction, it will not be found." ”

He was too lazy to talk to the young man, so he turned around and disappeared, disappearing.

Seeing this, Song Qian asked Song Feng: "Big brother, this Zhang Fan's magical powers are so weird, he will definitely not be able to walk out of this forest (above) area, but I don't see any trace of him in the statue of Wang Xuandao, do you have any findings?"

"No, I don't see the slightest trace, I just know that he shouldn't have left where he was. Song Feng looked at the empty void, his eyes flashed black, and he muttered.

"Neither do I, my fairy ears have always been ineffective against him, and there seems to be a treasure on his body, which can shield, hide, and so on. Zhao Long said to himself.

"I don't have ....... either"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's voice sounded like a ghost around several people.

"A few fellow Daoists, are you looking for me, is there something wrong?"

"No...... There is no ......." everyone's faces darkened, only the beggar pretending to be a young man's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be more and more interested in Zhang Fan.

This scene happened to be captured by Zhang Fan's divine thoughts, he sat in the small white space, looked at the young man from the air, and muttered to himself: "This little ghost, he doesn't seem to be really afraid from beginning to end, he is not afraid of the past I still said, but he is not afraid of the old king who kills people without blinking." He is also chaotic, a Taoist friend, it seems that he also has a cheap master, and the heaven-level spirit treasure is taken out casually, like a cabbage, which is a bit interesting!"

Then, while Zhang Fan was healing, he observed the young man through Xiaobai and passed the time.

He saw that there were several people outside, Wang Teng was fighting against Zhao Long, one holding a gong-like shield and the other holding a sledgehammer.

As soon as the hammer was struck, the 'gong' sounded suddenly, earth-shattering, and resounded through the sky.

The beggar pretended to be a teenager to fight against Song Qian, he casually took out a wooden stick to attack, and Song Qian sacrificed a three-legged tripod to defend, a stick and a tripod are all heaven-level spiritual treasures.

The young man slammed down a few sticks, and the three-legged treasure tripod was topped, and the direct sound of 'bell bell' was deafening and earth-shattering.

In addition, Song Qian released a red-haired woman and asked her to fight with Song Feng.......