Nie Fan instantly recognized the figure: The King of Thieves!

As soon as he saw this figure, Nie Fan's eyes lit up. This little old man also entered the Manting Court. Since he came out, he must have gained a lot of benefits.

After pondering, Nie Fan sent a message to the secret: "King of the Thieves, give me a holy medicine for healing, otherwise I will expose you."

The thief king who was walking outside carefully stopped hearing this voice, and then turned around and looked at the Fengshen Tower with anger. He was not trying to trick him because he was pretending to be injured by Nie Fan, but Nie Fan took countless good things from him, but now he still wants to rob him!

The little old man was gritting his teeth when Nie Fan's voice came over: "You are only at the first level of the palace level, so there should be many old friends here."

When the old man heard this, his face of gritting his teeth disappeared and he looked around carefully. Although he claimed that he would not leave the thief, he would not deliberately know the owner of the treasure. Even so, he suddenly discovered several victims, and each of them was powerful and terrifying, far from what he could deal with now.

The old man felt guilty, but he looked angry at Fengshen Tower. He hesitated and struggled for a long time, but he still snorted coldly and sent a message: "You have to give me some things."

"Yes." Nie Fan in the small tower sent a voice transmission, and immediately concealed with the void technique, sending out the clothes he pulled out of the old man last time. It was useless for him to keep these things, and he was still so swollen that he saw them.

When the old man saw it, his face suddenly looked much better. The little tower was snatched by those people and shook left and right. After it stabilized, two pills wrapped in a layer of black paper flew towards the small tower, and were silently swallowed by the small tower before getting close.

The little old man looked at the Temple Tower, hesitated for a while, and then sent a message: "I discovered a large tomb, which may be from an ancient monk. Do you want to go explore with me?"

Nie Fan looked at the pills sent by the old man, and saw the fragrance was swaying, surrounded by mist and clear colors. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary thing. After careful investigation, it was indeed of great use for healing. This time the old man did not lie to him.

"What's inside?" Nie Fan swallowed one and sent a message to the thief king.

The old man's eyes flashed, and it took him a long time to send a message, "According to the epitaph, there may be a way to break through the spirit of Qi."

Nie Fan's heart was thrilled when he heard this. He was in Xiaobanshan last time but the middle-aged man said that he had never heard of anyone breaking through the spirit of energy since ancient times. He looked at the old man with a strange expression. Could it be that he was tying him?

"I really didn't lie to you," the thief king couldn't wait to say before Nie Fan questioned this time, "That tomb is very long, and I didn't intend to discover it. It has been drifting in the void, and it is probably longer than in ancient times!"

While Nie Fan felt the body gradually getting warmer, he was thinking about the words of the thief. It would take at least half a year for his injury to recover, and there were at least two years before the teleportation array was opened.

Nie Fan was silent for a long time and sent a message saying, "Okay, you will come to the north of the city in half a year."

"Okay." The thief king agreed very simply, then turned around, his eyes flashed with cautious observation, and he walked away from the vacuum belt one by one.

Nie Fan watched him leave, breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his body, and calmed down again to heal his wounds.

The battle outside continued. When they saw that the Fengshen Tower was quiet, they were not making a name for themselves. They all wanted to make a strong reputation so that others would not dare to snatch it.

"Uncle Master." Above the formation, the big man with wolf teeth and big stick saw that the people were almost fighting, turned to look at the old man beside him.

The old man held the bell in his hand, his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he looked up at the formation. Seeing that those people had not dispersed for a long time and were ready to move, many of them were even more cold murderous intent, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "Don't worry, this Nie Fan has caused many enemies, I'll let Nie Fan watch them come in and kill him!"

As he said that, the old man shook the bell, and the already huge Longmo formation unfolded instantly. The powerful hidden men who were still very far away from here were suddenly surrounded by the formation and could not get rid of it if they wanted to!

"What's going on? What does the little world of Moshan want to do?" Someone panicked and did not want to be involved in this muddy water.

Many people were in a panic, but more people had cold eyes and eagerly stared at the place where the banging and fierce battles in the void were fierce.

One person is staring at the Tower of the Gods, and the other person is staring at Nie Fan, wanting to kill him here to avoid future troubles.

"The ancient martial arts world does not need an invincible existence!" Someone looked cold, had murderous intent, and his words were sonorous and powerful. Even though he was surrounded by the Longmo formation, he was still hiding and could not see who it was.

"The chaotic capital is in line with our wishes, Nie Fan must die!" The clan leader also had a cold look and his tone showed his murderous intent.

"Kill Nie Fan and rob the Temple of the Gods!" someone whispered, his eyes pounding coldly, and his face was cold.

"Kill!" Suddenly, someone shouted, his body was like a tyrannosaurus, and rushed towards the Fengshen Tower at a very fast speed.

Suddenly, a new battle began around the Fengshen Tower, and some people even bombarded the Fengshen Tower without any scruples, strong and decisive, and each move was extremely domineering, as if they wanted to destroy the Fengshen Tower.

The Spirit Tower has spirits that keep flashing in the void and avoid attacks.

Nie Fan in the Temple of the Continuation of Gods opened his eyes again, looking outside calmly, and a hint of killing appeared in his eyes. He walked along the way, and he didn't know how many forces he offended. He wanted to use this opportunity to clean up, but he didn't expect that he attracted more ambitious people.

"If it were something else, I might not be able to do anything to you, but here..." Nie Fan narrowed his eyes and said to himself, then looked up at the void. Obviously, the controller of the formation was also trying to kill all these people.

Nie Fan didn't know the origin of this formation, but Nie Fan would never be lenient with those who had a murderous intention to be on him.

"Look at the last yellow bird." Nie Fan's eyes flashed with chills, and he closed his eyes again.

The war outside became more and more intense, and everyone came to the Fengshen Tower. There was only one Fengshen Tower, and the battle inevitably arose. As the number of people increased, the war became more and more intense.

"Aren't those people afraid of offending Kunlun?" Qin Xiaoyun and the other two in the void in the northeast were not involved in the Longmo formation. Li Xiangyong frowned and asked at the people who fought desperately.

Qin Xiaoyun's face showed a hint of cold murderous intent and said, "Their idea is very simple. The capital must be in chaos. Only when it continues, they can get what they want from it. Now Nie Fan has shown an invincible momentum. They want to eliminate it as soon as possible. Otherwise, when he recovers, it will be difficult for the capital to develop in the direction they expected."

boom

Before Li Xiangyong could speak, suddenly, a fiery red spear broke through the sky, like a fire dragon, roaring and rushing directly into the formation, bombarding the Fengshen Tower like a dead end!
Chapter completed!