"Kim Buhuan?"

Qin Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a few steps back without a trace, and sneaked into the crowd.

This old guy has the strength of five tribulations, which is equivalent to a cultivator in the middle stage of the Dan Killing Pill. Qin Fei was not sure to kill him.

Moreover, there are too many scattered cultivators around you, and there are so many people and eyes. If the news of your "Blood Transformation Divine Sword" is spread, it will not be a good thing.

The eighth-grade magic weapon is enough for those masters of second-rate sects to be attracted by them.

At that time, I will be happy to chase myself.

At this moment, Kim Buhuan also walked out of the cabin.

He was wearing a long robe, with a pair of horns on his head, and two bundles of white hair hanging around his ears, which looked quite like a great devil.

"Young guys, hurry up for me!"

With one hand, Jin Buhuan waved his hand and a group of minions from the Golden Python Tribe surged out behind him.

One by one, they all rushed towards the scattered cultivators on the shore with various weapons.

Qin Fei had a slight thought and entered the Hongmeng Tower. The life and death of these casual cultivators had nothing to do with him.

I quietly escaped for thousands of meters before I found a pile of rocks and stopped.

Behind him, the minions of the Golden Python Tribe had already become a group of cultivators. Although these cultivators tried their best to resist, Jin Buhuan was too strong and almost knocked down with one shot. After a moment, the cultivators could only kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Hmph, you all are fucking honest, otherwise you will all be killed!" Jin Buhuan's spear spear spread out and a powerful demonic aura erupted, which made these casual cultivators swallow their saliva and could not raise the intention of resisting at all.

"Also, Mashan will go back to mine for me. Within one month, I will want a hundred trucks of fire spirit crystals. If I can't dig so many, don't worry about my ruthlessness!"

Jin Buhuan's eyes turned slightly, and he swept across the faces of the group of casual cultivators one by one: "Do you fucking understand?"

"Hmph, Jin Buhuan, I always wanted to endure it, but you are really bullying people too much. Then I can only take action personally and act on behalf of God!" At this time, a thin old man in a ragged clothes stood up.

The strength of the peak in the middle stage of the Killing Dan is undoubtedly revealed.

Originally, he was planning to hide on the Fire Spirit Island and use the power of the Fire Spirit to break through the late stage of the Dan Killing. Therefore, when Jin Buhuan came ashore, he chose to swallow his anger and did not want to make a mistake at the critical moment when he was about to break through.

But unexpectedly, Kim Buhuan actually treated human cultivators as slaves, so the thin old man naturally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hmph, it's just the peak of the middle stage of Jiedan, it's a fur. Since you want to be the first to be a bird, I'll send you on the way!" Jin Buhuan's hand instantly added a red scimitar, and there was still a storm of raging flames.

Suddenly, everyone breathed and condensed. The demonic aura on it was obviously stronger than the spear that Jin Buhuan had just now.

The strange red light seemed to have a breathtaking power.

The thin old man was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, Jin Buhuan had such a "big killing weapon" in his hand. However, the words had been released just now, so he could only bite the bullet and go on.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a magic weapon of the size of a palm emerged, and a blue light rose, which directly touched Jin Buhuan's eyebrows.

"Hahaha, then I will take your blood to sacrifice to the magic weapon given by the 'Demon Lord'. Break it!" After Jin Buhuan laughed wildly, the red demon sword in his hand instantly arrived in front of the thin old man.

"Golden Spirit Shield!" The thin old man waved his hand, and a shield condensed by the power of the golden spirit blocked his chest.

At the same time, a red dragon was swung out to attack the red demon sword that Jin Buhuan shot.

"We have hope for practitioners of double spiritual roots!" Those casual cultivators saw that the thin old man turned out to be practitioners of gold, fire, and two spiritual roots cheered.

However, Kim Buhuan didn't care at all. He just looked at the thin old man lightly, as if he was looking at a dead person.

This red demon sword has a great origin.

A few days ago, a seriously injured demon cultivator came to the Golden Python Tribe. He had a full eight-tribulation strength and claimed that he came from the Wild Continent and needed a large amount of fire spirit crystals to repair internal injuries.

He gave the red demon sword he refined with his own scales to Jin Buhuan.

Jin Buhuan actually wanted to get in touch with the Wild Continent for a long time, and thought it was a good opportunity. Not only did he take in this demon cultivator, but he also came out to rob the Fire Spirit Island.

There was also a beautiful woman who was the disciple of the Eight Tribulation Demon Cultivator. She had been sitting in the cabin and did not show up.

Jin Buhuan naturally wanted to show it. After pinching the magic trick, the red demon sword burst out with a hotter red light.

Click...

The thin old man's metal shield was broken, and the fire dragon was cut off directly.

He could only grab the long sword he had just cast and crossed it in front of him. His old face turned red and looked very difficult.

Qin Fei, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but sigh slightly when he saw this scene. This thin old man must have died, but he couldn't help.

The practitioners at the peak of the mid-stage Killing Pill are not opponents of Jin Buhuan. They will also give them a head if they jump out.

Unexpectedly, as a five-tribulation demon cultivator, Jin Buhuan actually has such awesome magic weapons on his body. As expected, no one can underestimate him.

When Qin Fei was feeling a little moved, the red demon sword had already hit the long sword in the hand of the thin old man.

"puff...."

The thin old man hurriedly sprayed a mouthful of essence and blood on it, almost burning his natal soul, but he still couldn't resist the power of the red demon sword.

"Hahaha, die for me!"

Jin Buhuan raised his hand with one hand, and the spear in his hand pierced through the thin old man's chest with a thunderous sound.

A red light flashed by, and the thin old man immediately turned into a blood mist.

Less than three minutes before and after, a master at the peak of the mid-stage Killing Dan was killed on the spot by Jin Buhuan.

"Grass, who else?" Jin Buhuan calmly picked up the thin old man's storage ring and stared at the remaining casual cultivators with a cold face.

When everyone saw that all the experts in the Jiedan stage had been killed, who would dare to stand up? They all lowered their heads, their faces were ashamed, and they didn't dare to look at Jin Buhuan at all.

"Okay, go fucking work. Remember, within a month, there will be a hundred fire spirit crystals. Otherwise, I will kill you all. Young people, stare at them a little!"

Jin Buhuan arranged for his minions to stare at these miserable cultivators to work.

Only when these casual cultivators were honestly using tools to mine, they nodded with satisfaction.

From the space ring, a palace made of spiritual jade was moved out, and it was obvious that it was about to live here.

At this time, the woman who had not shown up in the cabin walked to the bow of the boat with a lotus step.

He frowned slightly, as if he was not very comfortable with the desolate and hot environment of Huoling Island.

In the distance, Qin Fei, who was about to leave, was shocked when he saw the tall woman walking towards the island.
Chapter completed!