At this moment, Zhang Yifeng finally understood what this exchange meeting was for. Collecting pill recipes was second. I am afraid that those who are interested wanted to collect high-level spiritual fire in heaven and earth.

There are many cultivators in the mainland, and it is hard to say who will get good things. The people who hold exchange meetings are just waiting for the rabbit to try their luck!

"I wonder why the three seniors stopped me."

Although his heart was already cold, Zhang Yifeng still pretended not to know anything.

The three old men glanced at Zhang Yifeng and said lightly: "My little brother asked knowingly that he had stole our things. Do you want to leave like this? If we hadn't discovered it quickly, I'm afraid you'd already run out."

These three people are all human spirits. Although they want to steal the ghost fire in Zhang Yifeng's body, they must find a suitable reason to keep Zhang Yifeng. Otherwise, who would dare to come to the exchange meeting next time?

The sound was still floating, and the three of them suddenly released pressure. Zhang Yifeng's body was instantly crushed to the ground and could not move at all!

powerful!

The momentum of the three of them was like the waves of the sea, one after another, and the space around them seemed to have been frozen, making it very difficult to even blink.

These are three powerful men in the Nascent Soul Stage. Zhang Yifeng’s fifth level of Yuanhua Stage is not enough to see in front of them!

what to do!

Zhang Yifeng frowned tightly. This was the biggest crisis he faced after returning to the Lingyue Continent.

If you are not careful, he will die here!

But how could he die? He died, what should Meng Nishang and Zhang Kexin and the others do?

Calm, calm down!

The more dangerous it is, the less you can’t panic. You must calm down and find ways to break the crisis.

However, in the face of three powerful people in the Nascent Soul stage, how can he leave the iceberg alive? Moreover, one of the old men's aura is stronger than the other two. In the Nascent Soul stage, his cultivation is probably not weak.

It is difficult to escape from them.

Do you really want to give up the Netherworld Ghost Fire? But even if he takes the initiative to hand over the Netherworld Ghost Fire, he will not be able to avoid the end of death.

The reason is very simple, kill someone to silence him!

How can we resolve this crisis!

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng's brain was running rapidly.

Just as he was thinking, his body was caught by an old man and threw it into the center of the crowd.

"I'm sorry, everyone is making a joke. This young man may have stole something from us." The plain voices of the three old men came.

"It turns out that they are thieves who steal things. There are always some shameless alchemists who don't get good things and want to steal other people's things."

"Dare to steal the organizer's things, it's simply a matter of seeking death."

"Three seniors, since this kid stole your stuff, you can deal with it at will."

The alchemists spoke one after another, not wanting to meddle in other people's business at all. Of course, those who are interested are already guessing, and the organizer also knew what happened outside the cave gate in the morning, and guessing that the young man had a clue.

At this time, Old Yang's voice came: "Okay, friends with alchemists, this alchemist exchange meeting is over here. Let's leave. We will interrogate the prisoners later."

"Okay, then we'll say goodbye."

"Goodbye in three years."

The alchemists nodded and left. Hu Yuer stood among the crowd, gritted her teeth, and followed her out.

If she stayed here again, she would be in trouble, but it was a pity that she could find a trick. Unexpectedly, the organizer actually took action.

Alchemists walked out in a row, and soon, there were only people from the organizers left in the huge space.

There are thirty-six people in total. Thirty of them are all in the ninth level of the Yuanhua stage, and the rest are all powerful people in the Yuanying stage.

These people looked at Zhang Yifeng with a fierce look.

"Do you know why we left you?"

The old man with the strongest cultivation finally spoke. As he said that, he withdrew his aura and gave Zhang Yifeng a chance to speak.

Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "I don't know."

"Then I will just say it, I want the spiritual fire of heaven and earth on you."

Sure enough, the ghost fire on his body was exposed!

"So, you have to die here today."

The old man with the strongest cultivation is very direct and doesn't seem to want to talk too much nonsense with Zhang Yifeng. He wants the Nether Ghost Fire on his body now!

After getting the Netherworld Ghost Fire, he will kill everyone present so that the news will not be leaked.

"You guys, kill him!"

The old man looked at the thirty guards. These thirty people were all the ninth-level strong men in the Yuanhua period. They didn't need to take action in person to kill Zhang Yifeng.

"etc!"

Zhang Yifeng suddenly stopped him.

"Oh? Do you have any last words? Unfortunately, I won't convey them to you." The old man sneered, looking at Zhang Yifeng's eyes without any sympathy or sympathy.

Only the weak hope to sympathize, and the strong will always only talk about the truth of fists!

Of course, Zhang Yifeng did not have a last word. He just wanted to delay time. His head was still running rapidly, trying to find a way out.

He was not worried about the thirty guards in the ninth level of the Yuanhua period. He was afraid of six powerful men in the Nascent Soul stage.

The gap is too big. He was wondering if it is possible to kill the master of the Nascent Soul Stage first. Especially this person with the strongest aura is probably a strong man above the third level of the Nascent Soul Stage.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng had decided to fight to the death.

As long as you kill this most powerful master, you will have a chance of winning. Today's crisis may be resolved.

But, he knew that his chance was only once! He had to be surprised and kill with one blow.

"No, it's not a last word, I have a big secret to tell you."

"Hmm? Secret?" The old man with the strongest cultivation lit up his eyes, thinking that this young man must have his own chance to get the ghost fire in the underworld. Maybe he really knows some secret, "Let me tell me."

Zhang Yifeng spoke again: "I want me to say yes, but I can only say it to you alone, and you have to promise me that if I tell this secret, you will let me go."

"Okay, I promise you." The old man agreed without thinking.

Zhang Yifeng pretended to be overjoyed, but he cursed the old man's ancestors all over the eighteen generations in his heart. He agreed so readily, and was obviously perfunctory, afraid that once the secret was told, the old man would kill him mercilessly. In the Lingyue Continent, verbal promises are never useful. Sometimes even the totem oath is violated.

But I knew in my heart that Zhang Yifeng could not tell it. Even if he really had a secret, he could not put forward the conditions.

"Come with me, I will tell you only one person."

Zhang Yifeng led the old man to a corner. The reason why he went to the corner was that Zhang Yifeng didn't want someone nearby to stop him when he took action. There were so many people, and there must be people who were always guarding him, but if it was just the old man, it would be much easier, because the old man would never have imagined that an ant in the fifth level of the Yuanhua period would have the courage to attack him.
Chapter completed!