Sure enough, the monk trembled with fright, and his face was terrified, and when Qin Xiaotian saw this, a disdainful smile appeared on his face, and he thought to himself: "This guy is really greedy for life and afraid of death." ”

Ouch, I see that you guy is dressed all over his body, are you still afraid of the cold? Don't worry, the cold winter has passed, and now spring has arrived. What's even more ridiculous is that the monk propped his hands on the grass, desperately climbed up, maybe he was in a panic, it was obviously a small slope, the hand supporting the grass slipped down again, with a bang, his hands were cut by thorns, and a few blood marks were faintly revealed on the back of his hand, and he couldn't climb anymore, so he was paralyzed on the ground, his face was still trembling, and after trembling for a while, he grinned: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Qin Xiaotian's nose wrinkled, and he said in his heart: "Another wreck, greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Of course, if every immortal cultivator in the Three Realms has to reach the cultivation realm of Qin Xiaotian, then the master of cultivating immortals is like a cloud, and it will not be able to bring out the unfathomable cultivation of Qin Xiaotian.

Otherwise, he would not be famous all over the world. It was precisely because many immortal cultivators had already regarded him as a god in the Three Realms and worshiped him that they were so in awe of him!

He burst out laughing and said, "Of course I won't kill you, you're just a helpless chicken, haha..."

Qin Xiaotian's laughter was full of terror and disdain, and on the Devil's Mountain, it seemed a little loud and pleasant, which made the monk even more panicked! His face turned blue, his discolored lips were spurting, twitching and twitching, and it took a long time to say, "Is this true?"

"Of course. "I, Qin Xiaotian, am a man of my word, but I have one condition, you just have to tell me without concealment, "Who are you, and where are your companions?"

The reason why Qin Xiaotian wanted to stay alive was all to find the foreign immortal cultivators who gathered on the Devil Mountain. Otherwise, he would have killed him with one palm.

"Oh, I said, I said it was..." The monk was puzzled, but in order to save his life, he had to say it!

"Tell me quickly, I can spare your life!" Qin Xiaotian saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, and suddenly shouted coldly.

As he said this, the expression on his face could not help but darken, which made the monk even more frightened. Almost trembling and gritting his teeth, he then said: "They are resting on the mountain, and my senior brother and I are here to hunt, so we are..."

Qin Xiaotian also knew in his heart that a large group of foreign monks must be on this Devil's Mountain. This Devil's Mountain, not big, not small, has a radius of nearly ten miles, and there are many caves on the mountain, and looking for them everywhere will bring some trouble to Qin Xiaotian.

If you take the method of throwing stones to ask for directions, you will startle the snake, and you may fall for the trick of the other party!

"How many of you are there?" Qin Xiaotian continued to ask.

The monk rolled his eyes, stared at Qin Xiaotian with a fixed expression, didn't know how to answer, and was silent for a while.

Qin Xiaotian saw his expression, he must have been dissatisfied with him, raised his palm, and snorted coldly: "Hey, you dog, do you dare to play tricks on me?" Otherwise, Lao Tzu sent you back to the West with a palm, and he had already raised his palm above his head and was about to take a picture.

The monk hurriedly made a dodging gesture and prayed, "Don't dare, please spare me!"

You ask like this, I really don't know how many of us are, in short, many, many, all three caves, I'm just a little disciple who has nothing to do.

"You don't know, you should know about it!" After Qin Xiaotian heard the monk's words, it seemed that there were indeed many foreign immortal cultivators on this Devil Mountain, and at this time, they must all be hiding in the cave to rest. It should have been not long after arriving at Devil's Mountain, and after cultivating and recuperating, they would sneak into the outer sect separately.

Their abacus is still playing really well, and there is a large group of them, aren't they afraid that the whole army will be wiped out?

Qin Xiaotian's eyes were like torches staring at that guy. He was indeed a young disciple, about twenty years old, with a dark face and bright eyes, but he looked endlessly old in a fat black robe.

"There are probably thousands of immortal cultivators. "I'm just a little disciple who is in charge of escorting grain and grass, and I don't know anything else.

After carefully looking at the other party for a few times, Qin Xiaotian thought that he did not dare to lie, and his heart sank, it seemed that they had come prepared! The three armies had not moved, the grain and grass went first, and a long-distance march was indispensable! It seemed that they wanted to stay on this devil's mountain for a long time.

"You haven't told me what your identity is!" Needless to say, Qin Xiaotian had already guessed a few points, they were the disciples of the Blue Hades God Clan.

He had to admire that the Blue Hades God Clan had been frustrated by Qin Xiaotian before, and had killed countless immortal cultivation masters, but they had made a comeback in a relatively short period of time, which was a little unbelievable. But Qin Xiaotian had to let the little monk in front of him say it himself, and his heart was at ease.

"Disciple of the Blue Hades God Clan. The little friar replied without concealment.

Between the words, there was a faint sense of pride, feeling that he was happy to be a disciple of the Blue Netherworld God Clan. Qin Xiaotian thought that when the Blue Hades God Clan rose, it had annexed the Wind Demon Relic Clan, which had always been very powerful, so that Bai Honghong and the others defected to the Bathing Sect and became a disciple of the Bathing Sect Cultivator. If the Wind Demon Relic Clan had not perished, Qin Xiaotian believed that even if he killed Bai Flood, he would not be willing to look up to others.

However, Bai Flood was not the hard bone he imagined, perhaps after the destruction of the Wind Demon Relic, it hit him hard, but became even weaker.

"Is Vada personally leading the team?" Qin Xiaotian's face showed a little sinister smile at this moment, he was nothing more than that, a thousand immortal cultivators, wasn't it just a group of rabble, for him, there was no need to worry at all.

"No, it's Du Yuan Immortal Venerable!" the little monk replied suddenly.

Qin Xiaotian's heart sank, he consciously gritted his teeth, and muttered in his heart, "What a Du Yuan, he stood on a draw with me at the beginning, and he must have tasted the sweetness, so he led the troops to commit such an offense." ”

He shouldn't have imagined that I, Qin Xiaotian, were waiting for him in the outer sect at the moment.

He must have been waiting for the arrival of their ally Shouxian Palace disciples? Whether it was true or not, Qin Xiaotian had to think about it! Because, no matter how strong his strength was, he couldn't underestimate the other party.

Underestimating the other party is also the proud and complacent side of yourself, and in the long run, it will fuel the anger in your heart and be unfavorable to yourself!

"You're waiting for allies, you should know that very well!" Qin Xiaotian asked firmly.

The little monk scratched his head, looking puzzled, and after muttering for a while, he shook his head, "I don't know about this, it seems that there is such a thing!"

I am just a little disciple who escorts grain and grass, and I rarely know these things! Qin Xiaotian should have understood almost everything, and with a snort, he pulled out the flame sword, pointed at the other party's neck, and said, "If you want to live, take me to your cave!"

The little friar raised his hand, and with a gesture of surrender, he walked over slowly, "Yes, I told everything I knew. ”

He led the way in front, Qin Xiaotian followed, put his sword on the little friar's neck, and slowly walked out of the woods.