Seeing this scene, the fat man twitched and asked, "Can you just scare people, right?"

Perhaps in his heart, he still didn't believe that this young man's cultivation would be stronger than the one named Li. After all, the other party was a cultivator at the level of a great spirit master. Even if he couldn't see through his cultivation, he would be a little higher than his peak if he could support him!

What's more, if his strength is really strong, he wouldn't have been so scared that his legs were weak and he sat on the ground like he is now, right?

"Shh!"

She made a move to silence, looked around, then picked up the two beast crystals and looked at them: "This is really a good thing, not every monster has it." She played with the two beast crystals and then put them in the space, looked at the pile of things on the ground, waved her hand and put them all into the space.

Seeing this, the fat man looked at him strangely, feeling that this person was a little confused.

You say he is weak! But he can kill Chen Xuehai, who is at the peak of spiritual masters in seconds. You say he is strong! But why don’t you see the pride and complacency of a strong man in him? Instead, it’s so nervous that it’s strange.

"I'll give you the things on him." Feng Jiu signaled and looked at Chen Xuehai's body on the ground.

"Thank you." The fat man hugged his fists and thanked him, put away the bag around his waist, and looked at the dead, feeling complicated.

Unexpectedly, the brothers' fight ended like this.

"Let's go." Feng Jiu patted his shoulder and said.

The fat man responded, and finally, his palm condensed a cluster of flames in his body, burning his body to ashes so that he would not be torn to pieces by the monsters.

Feng Jiu in front looked back, with the corners of his lips slightly curled and his eyes flashed slightly. This fat man was a kind and kind person.

The two walked forward all the way. Under Fengjiu's leadership, the fat man was surprised to find that they had not encountered a single formation. Fengjiu's identity became more and more curious.

"Xiaojiu, are you really a student of the Outer Academy of Nebula?"

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

The fat man shook his head: "No, your strength should be above me, and it is no less than that of a great spirit master!" He paused and said, "Although I have never been to Nebula, I also know that such strength is definitely a top student in Nebula."

"Hehe!" she grinned, but didn't speak again.

The fat man knew it clearly when he saw it. He knew that he didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Until a powerful aura suddenly came towards them, the two of them quickly retreated and stopped.

"Hiss! What a strong spiritual power fluctuation!" Seeing the spiritual power fluctuation and sword energy in the air, the fat man exclaimed and pondered, saying, "The disciples and students who came in to practice cannot have such strength. I guess they are evil people or evil cultivators."

Fengjiu looked at the breath in the air, narrowed her eyes and said, "You wait for me here, I'll go ahead and take a look." As he said that, the red figure swept forward and went forward, so fast that even the fat man had no time to stop him.

"Hahaha! Those sects and Xingyun people are all blind. They actually sent Xianghua, the famous Left Guardian of Tianyuan Palace, as a villain with only the level of spiritual masters."

Seven or eight evil cultivators laughed around a middle-aged man with a bearded scum and said, "But that's right, Xiang Hua is almost the same as a useless person, otherwise we wouldn't have met you here! Hahaha!"

Feng Jiu in the darkness moved his eyes slightly after hearing the words of the evil cultivators.
Chapter completed!