Hearing the words of the purple-robed middle-aged man, Yang Ming couldn't help but groan, weighing the pros and cons, whether to agree to this request. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I don't know what the seniors need the kid to do?" The atmosphere stiffened slightly for a moment, and it was broken by Yang Ming's words.

"Hehe, it's not a thing, this seat wants to deal with a brute, but the other party is proficient in psychedelic arts, so I need the help of the sand of delusion in your hand. Seeing Yang Ming relieved, the purple-robed middle-aged man was also slightly relieved, he was really afraid that the latter would refuse directly, and when the time came, he would be a little difficult to ride a tiger.

This time, he did not hesitate to enter the psychedelic land alone for that thing, and according to the information he got, he needed that thing, and it seemed that there was a peerless beast guarding it, so if he wanted to get that thing, he had to defeat the beast first, just right, and that beast happened to be proficient in illusion, if it wasn't for a person with a firm mind, I'm afraid it would be difficult to even get close to it, let alone get that treasure.

In order to deal with this beast, the purple-robed middle-aged man did not hesitate to take a huge risk to trap and kill a blue-eyed toad, the purpose was to use it to deal with the pair of blue eyes of the blue-eyed toad, and then use it to deal with the fierce beast that was proficient in illusion.

However, this pair of blue pupils is an acquired thing after all, and it is far less effective than the sand of delusion, so in order to deal with that phantom beast, the middle-aged man in the purple robe is also out of the way.

"Dealing with a brute?" Yang Ming raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously.

"That's right, a fierce beast that is proficient in illusion, even if it is encountered by this seat, it can only retreat, but now it's okay, with this broken sand, dealing with that beast is just a matter of effort. ”

Hearing this, Yang Ming's eyes flickered slightly, dealing with a phantom beast that could make the powerhouses of the Transformation God Realm retreat, this was not a fun thing.

The most important thing is how could this purple-robed middle-aged man know that there is a fierce beast proficient in illusion here, could it be that he has been here, or is there any news about it?

Suddenly, countless thoughts flashed through Yang Ming's mind.

"Senior, can you tell the kid what is the true strength of this fierce beast who is proficient in illusion?" Taking a deep breath, Yang Ming asked softly.

For Yang Ming, after getting the sand of delusion, his own safety is the top priority, and he can't lose a big one because of a small one, so when he agrees to the other party, he must figure out the strength of the fierce beast, so that he can do what he can.

"Hehe, that fierce beast is called the Eight-Winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly, and its true strength is not known to this seat, but five hundred years ago, the strength of this fierce beast was already comparable to the realm of entering the gods, as for now, ......"

Speaking of this, the purple-robed middle-aged man shook his head slightly, even he didn't know what step the true strength of the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly had reached.

Hearing this, Yang Ming's face instantly became ugly.

If he was just dealing with a peerless fierce beast whose strength was comparable to that of the Transformation God Realm, Yang Ming still had a little bit of a bottom in his heart, but he had to face a peerless fierce beast whose strength was unknown and who was proficient in illusion, which made him hesitate in his heart.

In this world, the most terrifying thing is the unknown, and if you dare to invade its territory without even figuring out the strength of this eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly, it is simply a joke with your own life.

Moreover, according to the purple-robed middle-aged man, this eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly was already comparable to the realm of entering the gods five hundred years ago, and the ghost only knew how far its strength had reached in this long period of time.

"Senior, your strength is low, you should go to someone else for this kind of death-seeking thing, please forgive the kid for not accompanying him......" After finishing speaking, Yang Ming stretched out his hand, wanting to take away the broken sand in the bronze incense burner.

This time, Yang Ming refused very decisively, not because he was afraid of death, but in the face of this unknown danger, he could avoid it and never participate, otherwise, he didn't even know how he died in the end.

Hearing Yang Ming's decisive refusal, a sneer appeared at the corner of the purple-robed middle-aged man's mouth, revealing a faint and cold aura all over his body.

"Excuse me, little brother, this seat has said that if you don't agree to this condition, even if you risk serious injury, this seat will kill you here, and this seat has always been a good talker...... So, you either stay or die, you have no choice!"

Speaking of this, the purple-robed middle-aged man slowly stood up, staring coldly at Yang Ming, who was just about to reach out and take away the sand of delusion, and his voice was full of coldness.

Hearing this, Yang Ming's palm that was about to stretch out suddenly paused, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Senior, I'm good at everything, but I can't stand the threat, if you want to use this to blackmail the kid, then, you have miscalculated. ”

Hearing the cold words of the purple-robed middle-aged man, a sneer also appeared on the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, for the latter's temperament, he also figured it out a little, if he was weak at this time, then, the other party would definitely gain an inch, so he had to beat it at the right time, so that the other party didn't dare to go too far.

"Besides, don't look at the seniors, you are a powerhouse in the Transformation God Realm, but if you really want to make a move, the juniors are not easy to bully, even if you die, the kid will pull you into hell together......" Yang Ming's eyes flashed a ruthless color, and he said in a firm tone.

Since the moment he stepped into the rivers and lakes, Yang Ming has experienced a lot of things, and he still doesn't pay attention to the threat of the purple-robed middle-aged man, and he really hates being threatened.

Sure enough, after hearing Yang Ming's words, the purple-robed middle-aged man's brows suddenly jumped slightly, and a thick killing intent suddenly burst out from his body.

Seeing this, Yang Ming's face remained unchanged, and he still looked at the middle-aged man in purple robe without humility or arrogance, as if he was not afraid of the momentum exuded by his body at all.

At this time, if he was an ordinary peak powerhouse of the Tongqi Realm, when facing the momentum of a middle-aged man in a purple robe, even if he was not directly pressed down, he would probably lose his heart of resistance.

However, Yang Ming turned a blind eye to this majestic momentum, and even the inside of his body was like a depressed volcano, and a terrifying momentum was also about to move......

If the purple-robed middle-aged man dared to do something to him, Yang Ming was definitely not a vegetarian, and he didn't dare to say that he would defeat the other party, but with the danger of falling, it was still very possible to pull the other party into the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring together.

Therefore, when the middle-aged man in the purple robe heard this, there was a feeling of jealousy in his heart.

It's just that that thing is too important to him, even if it is a serious injury, even the danger of falling, he still has to get the sand of delusion......