Seeing this scene, the fat man's mouth twitched and asked: "Couldn't your kid just scare people?"

Perhaps in the bottom of his heart, he still doesn't quite believe that this young man's cultivation base will be stronger than that of the surnamed Li. After all, the opponent is a cultivator of the Great Spiritist level. Even if his cultivation base is not clear to him, he still supports it. That is, the peak of the spiritual master is higher than him!

What's more, if his strength is really strong, he shouldn't be so scared that his legs are soft and sit on the ground, right?

"Hush!"

She made a silent motion, looked around, then picked up the two beast crystals and looked at it: "This is really a good thing, but not every monster has it." She played with it. Then the two beast crystals were put into the space, looked at the pile of things on the ground, waved a big hand, and filled them into the space.

Seeing this, the fat man looked at him a little strangely, thinking that this man could not understand.

You say he is weak!But he can kill Chen Xuehai at the pinnacle of spiritual masters, you say he is strong!But why didn't he see the pride and complacency of the strong in him?On the contrary, it's crazy and weird.

"I'll give you the things on his body." Feng Jiu gestured, looking at Chen Xuehai's body on the ground.

"Thank you." The fat man clasped his fists and thanked him, putting away the bag around his waist, looking at the dead man, his heart was complicated.

Unexpectedly, the brothers played a game, but it ended like this in the end.

"Go away." Feng Jiu patted him on the shoulder and said.

The fat man responded, and finally, the palm of his hand condensed a cluster of flames in his body, burning his corpse to ashes, so as not to be torn by the monster.

Feng Jiu in front of him turned his head and glanced, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and the light in his eyes flickered. This fat man was a kind and righteous.

The two walked all the way forward. Under Feng Jiu's leadership, the fat man was surprised to find that they hadn't encountered a formation, and Feng Jiu's identity became more and more curious.

"Xiao Jiu, are you really a student of Nebula's outer courtyard?"

"Don't I look like it?" She glanced at him and asked with a smile.

The fat man shook his head: "It's not like, your strength should be higher than mine, and no less than the spiritual master!" His voice paused and said, "Although I have never been to Nebula, I also know that. The strength of Nebula is definitely the top student."

"Hey!" She grinned, but didn't speak again.

When the fat man saw it, he knew it well and knew he didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask any more.

Until, when a powerful breath suddenly came to face each other, the two people quickly backed off and stopped.

"Hey! What a strong spiritual power fluctuation!" Seeing the spiritual power fluctuation and sword aura in the air, the fat man exclaimed, meditating, and said: "The disciples and students who come in Lilian can't have such strength, I guess. It's a villain or evil cultivator."

Feng Jiu looked at the breath in the air, narrowed his eyes, and said, "You are waiting for me here, I will go ahead and take a look." As he said, the red figure swept forward and moved forward, so fast. Fatty has no time to stop.

"Hahaha! Those people from the sect and Nebula are all blind, and they actually sent in Xianghua, the famous Zuo Hufa of the Tianyuan Palace, as a villain whose strength is only at the spiritualist level."

Seven or eight evil repairmen surrounded a middle-aged man with a beard and scumbag and laughed in vain: "But it is also true. Xianghua today is almost like a waste person. Otherwise, we would not be here. I met you! Hahahaha!"

Feng Jiu in the dark moved her eyes slightly when she heard those evil Xiu words.

Tianyuan Palace?Left guardian?