With Fang Zizi joining, the experience value of the five-person team is rising rapidly.

Fang Zizai, who was originally equal to the tenth-level copy of the twentieth level, immediately turned into a forty-level big boss after evolution, and called the trap beast in the Fog Valley a dead and alive, and the five teenagers followed behind Fang Zizai to pick up the leaks, and the invincible aura was in his body, and he crushed all the way to fight monsters, which was extremely refreshing.

Foggy Hollow Square.

The master of the sect had a dark face, looking at the figure in the mirror, and secretly gritted his teeth, the elders around him were silent, but they were gloating in their eyes, and looked at the master from time to time.

Should!

Let you pretend to be a big-tailed wolf!

You still dare to release all the spiritual weapons, now you have nothing to say, right?

Seeing that except for Fang Zizai, the spirit fruits of the other five teenagers had directly broken fifty, and the master of the sect moved his buttocks, unable to sit still, and turned his head and said, "The time is almost up, right?"

The old monster raised his finger and said leisurely, "It's still early, and there is still more than an hour!"

The head of the sect grinded his teeth, and after half a sound, he said lightly, "The old man has forgotten, there is still a big thing to do, why don't you end this newcomer experience?"

The elders were dumbfounded, what kind of fuss are you doing?

Looking at the expressions and strange eyes of the elders, the master gritted his teeth again, but his face remained unchanged, "The old man is really in trouble, if he doesn't go, he can't do it, he can only end the experience, otherwise, the old man will lose a lot!"

It's not because you didn't do a big thing, you're because that kid is about to make you lose a lot, right?

The face is not red and the heart is not beating, the palm teaches you that your skin is too thick!

The elders complained, looked at each other, their eyes flashed, but they did not object.

To tell the truth, rewarding Fang Zizi with a spiritual weapon is not an exaggeration at all, such a demonic disciple, no matter how high the reward is, it is not too high, but those five teenagers, with average talents, rewarded them with spiritual weapons, but it harmed them.

The head of the sect quickly understood the thoughts of the elders, secretly happy in his heart, coughed lightly, stood up and said loudly, "This experience, this is the end, ring the bell!"

Many sect disciples on the side of the square were in an uproar, and they were very dissatisfied, this time has not yet come, and they are looking at the heat, why is it over?

But looking at the black face of the master of the sect, although many disciples were dissatisfied, they only muttered a few words, secretly despised the sect, and quieted down.

Bang! Bang!

The three bells rang to represent the end of this newcomer's experience.

In the foggy valley, Fang Zizai and his party, who were counting the spirit fruits on the tree with a smile, were stunned when they heard the bell.

"The bell at the end of the experience?"

"It seems to be, but it's only been a lot of time, something is wrong!"

"Is it a mistake?"

"Hmph, I'm so angry, in half an hour, our spirit fruit will definitely reach two hundred per person!"

"The head of the sect is black, he's afraid of rewarding us with spiritual weapons, yes, it must be so!"

The five young men were so angry that they stomped their feet to vent, seeing that the spiritual weapon in their hands was flying, how could they not be angry?

Fang Zizi said with a smile, "Since it's over, let's go out, don't worry, there are no spiritual weapons, but among the top ten, there must be a place for you!"

A young man suddenly said worriedly, "Senior Brother Fang, why don't we make up the spirit fruit and give you more, just enough to get two hundred spirit weapons for reward!"

As soon as these words came out, the other four teenagers also nodded.

Fang Zizi smiled with relief, very satisfied.

At this time, I can think about myself, and I deserve to be my true worshipper!

Yes, the five teenagers at this time have been promoted to true worshippers!

Along the way, Fang Zizi's powerful posture, chic temperament, and atmospheric belly completely made the five teenagers fall, if they were women, I am afraid that they would have already secretly agreed and were ready to post upside down.

Fang Zizai patted the space sac on his waist and said with a light smile, "My spirit fruit is already enough for two hundred, I don't need the spirit fruit in your hand, let's divide it equally!"

The five teenagers were immediately overjoyed, since Fang Zizi had enough two hundred, it would be fine, there were too many spirit fruits, and they were of no great use, and they couldn't eat them.

But they didn't know that Fang Zizi, who was bold, had already eaten one!

The six of them walked towards the outside of the Foggy Valley, and on the way, they began to meet one team after another, and at this time, almost all of them were teamed up, the least was five or six, and the most was a fifteen-person team, which was mighty and smiling, and it seemed that they had gained a lot.

Stepping out of the Foggy Hollow, many teenagers entered the square.

Master Palm sneered.

Smiled coldly.

With a black face, he stared at the figure that entered the square with full majesty.

You stinky boy, you're unlucky, see how the old man cleans you up!

A middle-aged man walked into the square and came to the front of the teenagers to line up and accept the results one by one.

The teenagers took out the spirit fruits, there were single digits, more than a dozen, and there were twenty, and the results were about the same, until a teenager in the middle of the team took out more than forty spirit fruits, so that the teenagers who were always paying attention were envious.

This young man pointed to the first, arrogant, bullish, cold and arrogant, with a posture of being at the top of the mountain and seeking defeat alone.

Fang Zizi was six people, lined up behind the team.

Gradually, it was their turn.

The first teenager in the group of five took out his spirit fruit.

Fifty-eight!

For a while, he bent over to look at the newcomers here, and gasped, very unbelievable, the cold and arrogant young man, at this time, was even more stunned, and reacted in an instant, with a very wonderful expression.

Then, several dark horses appeared one after another!

Fifty-six!

Fifty-three!

Fifty!

Fifty-eight!

In the group of five, there was not a single one below fifty.

In addition to the newcomers in the square, other people have already known about this achievement, so they are not very surprised, and those newcomers are completely shocked, especially the cold and arrogant young man, crying and sad, watching his ranking fall from the first place to the sixth place, this taste, it is really uncomfortable.

In the end, it was Fang Zi's turn.

One, two, Fang Zizi threw them out one by one, counting the fruits while throwing them, so that the middle-aged man followed the spirit fruit, his face twitched, and he had an urge to explode.

Just thinking of this young man's unnatural talent, the middle-aged man held back again, barely smiled and patiently received the spirit fruit.

Gradually, the faces of some of the newcomers changed.

When there are fifty, the newcomers are depressed, and the top few are even more depressed, especially the tenth place, who wants to cry without tears, and the eleventh place has no reward.

And when it came to sixty, the newcomers were envious, because this was already a solid first place result.

But what frightened them was that Fang Zizi's movements still did not stop, and he was still throwing fruits.

Envy, horror, fear, sluggishness, numbness, as soon as the two hundred spirit fruits came out, except for the group of five, the rest of the teenagers were all stunned on the spot, and they couldn't react at all.

What the hell, two hundred spirit fruits, you are beaten with chicken blood, you, Lao Tzu took great pains to get a few spirit fruits, and you actually picked two hundred?

Cheating huh, you?

Two hundred spirit fruits were taken out, Fang Zizi stopped moving, his expression remained unchanged, he was very serious, and he kept in mind the teachings of his senior brother.

It's just that the middle-aged man is entangled, and his strange eyes look at Fang Zizi.

They could see clearly in the mirror, the spirit fruit in Fang Zi's hand was definitely more than two hundred, well, it should be two hundred and nine.

Secretly hiding the spirit fruit, you are worthy of being a man who violently dismantles the beast, a man who dares to take all the array spirit stones for himself, and a man who is very covetous of the spiritual weapons of the sect!

You're too guts for you!