With a roar, the strong man holding the knife who had been tossing for half a stick of incense finally arranged a three-level moving array, and his feet were shaken violently. He saw that the "Jingxin Spring" was about to be included in his Ring Space. m mobile phones are the most traffic-saving site, which is ad-free.

Half a stick of incense was in a stalemate, the pretty girl's face had long disappeared, and Tong Yan's face was pale, and several cracks were torn on her chest and abdomen. Seeing the purple-black blood flowing outward, the fair-white young man had already burned his essence and blood. The frost scimitar in his hands kept whining, as if he was sobbing and wailing. His whole body had already been covered by a layer of faint frost. Countless ice crystals could be seen flickering between his hair, but they could be stabbed in his bone marrow.

In the half-scented scene, the three of them were surrounded by dangers countless times under the siege of dozens of vermicelli snakes. If the three of them had not been together since childhood and had a tacit cooperation like a heart-to-heart relationship, they would have been unable to support them now.

But there was a trace of luck in this half of the incense stick. A pretty girl who insisted finally died. Even if the eldest brother still had a little affection, he would not see them escaping from death countless times without caring about it. Although she was simple in her mind, she knew that people's hearts were sinister, but she never expected that the eldest brother who had been taking care of them would kill them for a gulp of spiritual spring.

The pretty girl felt her body trembling in disobedience. She looked at the dozens of green snakes in front of her, holding the long sword in her palm tightly and biting her lips tightly, but she couldn't help but tears rolling down her eyes.

She didn't want to die yet, no one wanted to die, not to mention that she had promised her master to live well and watch Baicaoling prosper again. However, she was plotted by her most respected senior brother and gave their lives to a few green snakes as bait. She felt something was collapsing in her heart, which made her hands holding the sword tremble.

Facing more than a dozen bird's snakes and looking at the heart-wrenching little junior sister in front of him, Tong Yan felt a huge stone in his heart that made him breathless. He clearly remembered that he and his younger brother wandered around Dongpingzhou, and he was fortunate to be noticed by his master, and at that time, the junior sister was next to him.

The junior sister was still young at that time. She saw her brothers, one was dark and thick, the other was fair and white and slender. She laughed at me countless times but they were not born to the same mother at all. She was still tired of being together all day long. Could it be that she had any quirks?

Thinking of the junior sister's expression and sharp laughter, she turned around and left in her awkward and helpless eyes, and her light green skirt fluttered in the wind, she felt that it was the best scenery she had ever seen in her life.

Later, the master didn't know whether to comfort the two or what, so he accepted the two brothers as true disciples and named Tong Yan and Wuji, most of which was the young junior sister Tong Yan Wuji, but he really liked this name.

Tong Yan was not Wuji, but dull, medium-sized and sturdy figure, but couldn't speak. He liked to secretly look at the junior sister in a daze. Wuji later laughed at Tong Yan for being thief-hearted but not brave. He explained that he had no courage or bravery, and Wuji looked at him with a cold face.

'puff……'

A bunch of blood mist floated up, Tong Yan felt a sharp pain in his chest, interrupting his thoughts, and saw a light green cyclone like a knife light passing through his chest, and a bunch of black blood spurted out again. He looked at the trembling body of his junior sister, remembering the last half of the sentence that his master had not finished before he fell: "You must be careful of others, pay attention to your senior brother..."

With a crisp sound of 'bang...', the frost scimitar in the hand of the fair-white young man brought a ray of light to slash the head of a citrus snake. It only brought a little dark green blood trough and was immediately bounced away. A trace of despair flashed across the young man's face. It was obviously understood that the three of them had no reason to survive under the siege of more than a dozen citrus snakes.

Seeing that the "Jingxinquan" was about to be taken away by the strong man, Chu Fan frowned and sighed inwardly, saying, "What is the human heart?" Then his figure flashed and he appeared in the secret realm of the derivation.

The secret realm of origin is only a few thousand feet in a radius, with clear springs and lakes, lush spiritual grass, and the rich aura of fairy spirit condenses into swaying mists and rolling on the lake surface, just like a fairyland, but the sharp fairy blade light at the moment destroyed the great scenery.

He raised his hand and sprinkled dozens of blades, and pieces of dark green blood were floating in the air. He saw that the dozens of green snakes that had been whistling before were cut off their heads in an instant.

Just a moment ago, Tong Yan and the other two, who had not yet reflected, stood there in a daze. Before they could have had the opportunity to have the gratitude and fear of surviving the disaster, the pretty girl still had a gray face and stood there tremblingly, holding the sword tightly in her hands, and swallowed hard without realizing it.

After a while, a cold wind blew, and the three of them woke up and looked at Chu Fan in surprise. The pretty girl bit her lips tightly and looked towards the elder brother. Her eyes were dull. The dull young man reacted first and quickly thanked Chu Fan with red eyes. He did not expect that when he was so desperate just now, the young man who had passed by had saved the lives of several people.

The strong man who was closing the large array to move and collect the spiritual spring saw the formation he arranged in front of him collapsed immediately. He frowned slightly, then turned his head and looked at Chu Fan coldly, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean by fellow Taoist? I had agreed to not get into a single shot. Could it be that I would like to go back on my word now?"

For cultivators who are experiencing in the fairy world, even if they are not versatile, they must be somewhat cunning. Otherwise, not to mention that in this vast world of immortal cultivation, even in the mundane world, they will not be able to escape the fate of being tricked by people as ants and cannon fodders.

Jiang Xu's ability to become the chief disciple of Baicaoling was not because of his extraordinary qualifications or passion and passion, but because he climbed step by step. His cunning and ability were not as good as he could not eat anything in the fairy world. If he hadn't known how precious the "Clean of Jingxin" was, he would never have acted in such hasty. If he was just an ordinary ant, he could slap him. But Chu Fan suddenly appeared before, even if he was Jiang Xu didn't pay any attention, even if he didn't have to think about it, he knew that the cultivation level of the young man in front of him would not be lower than that of himself. However, the path of cultivation of Taoism was focused on the mind and thoughts of Taoism. Since the other party said that he would not interfere with Taoism, if he had violated Taoism, even if he got this "Clean of Jingxin", it would be more than worth the loss.

Chu Fan smiled indifferently, squinted his eyes and looked at the strong man, frowned suddenly, and said in a low voice: "You don't have to play with me. I am not you, the younger brothers who have never seen the world. Chu did say before that any spiritual treasures here have nothing to do with me, but after leaving, he thought about it. The spiritual treasures of heaven and earth are originally masterless things. If I let them go like this, wouldn't it be disrespectful to heaven and earth? This is a blasphemy of the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth, which is not possible. I said before that I wouldn't interfere, but now it's not the same. But what should I do if I want to interfere?"

Jiang Xu's face changed slightly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Are you planning to snatch it?"

The semi-immortal horn lock immortal formation was broken, and the rules of the heavenly way were perfect. Not to mention the countless secret realms of immortal spirits were derived, almost all cultivators had the opportunity to break the barriers of cultivation and advance to a higher level. If in the past, with his early stage of Qiankun cultivation, even if he could not walk horizontally in the four major states, he was still a powerful person. No one dared to neglect it no matter where he arrived. But now, the monk Qiankun was not talking about walking everywhere, but he could see it everywhere. He could not see the realm of ordinary cultivation, but he knew that even if he was, he could not kill all the bird's snakes at will.

If it were an ordinary spiritual treasure of heaven and earth, it would be fine if it was evenly divided with Chu Fan, but the "Calligraphy Spring" could not be given up at the moment. Such opportunities may not be possible for countless monks even in their lifetime.

Seeing the expression on the strong man's face change in an instant, Chu Fan showed a playful smile and chuckled: "Although I have always been seldom meddling in other people's business, and I am not used to bullying others with power, Chu has always seen one of the garbage that betrayed friends, betrayed the sect, and stabbed the knife in the back."

Although Chu Fan's voice was not loud, it fell into the strong man's ears, but it seemed like thunder on the ground. His mind trembled. He couldn't help but draw out a light golden Zen stick and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Chu Fan took out a few pills and threw them at Tong Yan. Wuji and the other two walked forward a few steps in a state of dissatisfaction, as if they were patrolling their own territory. They looked at the clusters of beautiful Tianling Grass by the lake with satisfaction, and seemed to not take Jiang Xu's actions at all.

Seeing that Chu Fan was not caring at all, Jiang Xu's heart sank even more. When he first arrived in Xiquanzhou, he had never heard of a senior with a temperament like Chu Fan. If Chu Fan was just a flower-like airs pretending to be mysterious, he would never believe that ordinary cultivators had such courage. But if Chu Fan's cultivation was stronger than him, he could not see any signs at all. Not only that, he could not even notice the fluctuations in the immortal essence around Chu Fan.

Seeing the strong man looking like he was facing a great enemy, Chu Fan's mouth showed a sarcasm, "You have been to Xiquanzhou for a long time. Have you never inquired about it? In this place, whether it is a road robber or a casual cultivator, you have their own way of living. The vast fairy world is already strong. Only by fighting can this place be made alive. If you stab the knife in the back and frame and kill the junior brothers and sisters of the same school, everyone will be killed!?"

Chu Fan's voice seemed to be thunder blew in Jiang Xu's ears, and his expression was slightly dazed. After a while, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly looked at Chu Fan tremblingly and said, "You, you are, you are..."

Before Jiang Xu finished speaking, his whole body trembled suddenly, and then he knelt down to the ground with a normal voice.

Even though Dongpingzhou is billions of miles away from Xiquanzhou, even if Baicaoling was just an ordinary eight-star sect back then, Jiang Xu had already heard of it. When the leader of the Chu Sect in the Tatian Sect entered the realm of Nirvana, he said that hundreds of millions of cultivators in the fairy world, even people in the demonic path are humans. As long as they are worthy of their hearts, they are the right way. But how many people in the world know how worthy of their hearts is?

"You...you are the Master Chu..." Thinking of the chewing charm when I heard this sentence, Jiang Xu finally swallowed his saliva and said with a pale and trembling voice.

The leader of the Tatian Sect was a powerful person in the realm of Nirvana more than ten years ago. He killed dozens of peak Nirvana with one person's power. Even if Jiang Xu didn't believe it, he would not doubt it. It would be strange if such a ruthless strong man could see the realm of cultivation. But how could he be so destined to meet this legendary master?

Seeing Jiang Xu's nervous and frightened expression, Tong Yan's expression was normal, but he did not guess who Chu Fan was. But Wuji raised a look of regret and contempt. If he hadn't been afraid of Chu Fan, he would have beaten the dog in the water with the east wind.

Chu Fan smiled helplessly. He really couldn't imagine that his reputation would reach such a level. He grinned and said, "Since you recognize me, I will leave you a chance to reincarnate..."

"Senior, senior, please..." Jiang Xu suddenly fell to the ground and begged for mercy to Chu Fan without waiting for his senses.

Unfortunately, Jiang Xu had not yet spoken the word Rao, and he could no longer speak. He saw a round of colorless space covering himself. Before the soul could overflow, it completely turned into a touch of powder in the darkness.

With just one breath, a monk from Qiankun realm disappeared in front of several people. Even the fair and white young man with a hint of contempt on his face had a sudden pale face. Chu Fan did not speak, and the space fell into a dead silence.

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