Hearing Su Fan speak, Hu Jinwan and Jing Wenxin both used their own methods and raised their hands to throw out several rope magic weapons.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

More than a dozen black vines flew out of Jing Wenxin's hand, flying towards the people of Jianxin Sect.

Seeing the flying magic weapons and vines, the disciples of the Sword Heart Sect panicked, thinking that someone wanted to take the opportunity to attack them.

But before they could react, ropes and vines were already wrapped around them.

A huge pulling force suddenly came, pulling them directly into the cave.

When other people around saw someone coming to help, they immediately started shouting.

"Fellow Taoists, please save my junior brother's life. I am very grateful!"

"Save me quickly, my father is the elder of Qinyuan!"

"I am a subordinate of the Fourth Young Master, why don't you please give me a helping hand!"

"..."

At this moment, everyone started shouting, wishing that they would rescue them immediately.

But Su Fan and the others were just people who were rescuing the Jianxin Sect. The life and death of the others had nothing to do with them, and they didn't even have the idea of ​​rescuing them.

Without their desperate excavation, such a scene would not have occurred.

In other words, you deserve it!

The people of the Jianxin Sect collapsed beside Su Fan and the others, panting hard. The spiritual energy in the Demon God Tomb was consumed very quickly. If they flew in, they might not have a chance to get out.

So they still wanted to take a gamble, betting that they and others could run to the cave.

It's good that someone helped, otherwise they would really have to fight for the chance to survive if they get out.

"Thank you...it's you!"

The people of the Jianxin Sect were about to thank them, but when they saw it was Su Fan and the others, their faces turned ugly.

Ever since the incident in Yixiantian, the Sword Heart Sect has become a joke, and many disciples have chosen to leave the sect. The Sword Heart Sect has been reduced from a first-rate cultivation sect to a second-rate sect.

Now that they saw Su Fan and the others had rescued them, they couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

But considering Su Fan's identity, they didn't dare to do anything too much.

Even their supreme elders don't dare to provoke beings. If they provoke them, wouldn't they be looking for death?

"I took action against you just for Yuan Wangye's sake, so don't worry too much."

Su Fan said calmly: "This second level is not something you can come to. It's better to go to the first level to find things. The treasures on the second level are all in the human-faced scorpion's body, and you can't get them."

In fact, Su Fan also regretted that he should have brought Shen Yuan with him this time. After all, this young nephew was good at anatomy.

If you want to get the treasure in the body of the human-faced scorpion, you can only let this kind of person come in. Unfortunately...

The great elder of Jianxin Sect took a spirit-gathering pill, stood up after regaining his breath and bowed his hands to Su Fan.

"Junior Wang Xin, thank you senior for your help!"

Su Fan didn't say anything more, but looked at the figure in the blood-red sandstorm, feeling a pity in his heart.

The treasure was right in front of him, but he couldn't get it. He was so frustrated.

"Brother Fan, what do you mean by sighing? Could it be that we can't get through?" Hu Jinwan asked in confusion.

Su Fan shook his head and explained: "There is definitely a spiritual treasure in the body of the Human-Faced Scorpion King, and it is of the third grade at the very least. It's a pity that we can't get it."

"Even seniors can't deal with this monster?" Jing Wenxin was extremely surprised.

"It's fine for him, but you can't get the spiritual treasure in his body. If Junior Brother Shen Yuan were here, he should be able to get it easily." Su Fan slowly explained.

Hu Jinwan also knew about Shen Yuan. After all, he ranked first in the First World Examination, or he might be the first in the future.

Does such a character have any other abilities that can deal with the Scorpion King?

Seeing more and more people around him, Su Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The more people there are, the more opportunities he has to earn materials!

"How many Qi Gathering Pills does your Jianxin Sect still have?" Su Fan suddenly stared at the great elder Wang Xin and asked.

Wang Xin:???

What's the meaning?

Is it possible that this senior wants to snatch the Qi Gathering Pill from us?

Damn it! Isn’t this going to push us off the cliff?

After rescuing us, you can grab the Qi Gathering Pill. It's really a good idea. Are the people in the Haotian Sect all such dirty things?

When Su Fan saw Wang Xin's face turned very ugly, he knew that he didn't explain what he meant, so he explained it again.

"Don't get me wrong, I have a lot of Qi Gathering Pills on hand that I can exchange with you."

Upon hearing this, everyone around them turned their heads and looked over, their eyes full of greed.

Qi Gathering Pills are hard currency. Only by mastering the Spirit Gathering Pills can they get out alive, otherwise they will have to die here!

Su Fan ignored their looks and said calmly: "How about it? Just exchange it with materials, magic weapons and spiritual treasures can also be used."

The Great Elder Wang Xin hesitated for a moment, looked at his disciples unbearably, and then let out a long sigh.

"Change!"

Wang Xin handed over his Qiankun Ring and asked: "Senior, how many Qi Gathering Pills do you think the contents of this Qiankun Ring can be exchanged for?"

He is also a smart man. Thank God that Su Fan did not directly snatch it. How could he come up with a specific amount at this time?

Nowadays, ensuring that the disciples in the sect are alive is the most important thing!

Su Fan glanced at the Qiankun Ring, nodded with a smile and said, "How about I give you a hundred Qi Gathering Pills, plus five Yuan Yuan Pills?"

Immediately, Wang Xin nodded and agreed.

This is already quite a lot. There were nearly a hundred people from the Kenshin Sect who came this time, and now only these dozen people are left.

One hundred Qi Gathering Pills were enough to ensure that they got out alive, not to mention five Yuan Yuan Pills.

Although any material in his Qiankun Ring can be exchanged for more than these, but they are all in the Demon God Tomb. Pills like Qi Gathering Pill are almost life-saving pills, let alone high-level pills like Yuanhui Pill.

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Without saying anything, Su Fan took out a hundred Qi Gathering Pills and five Yuan Yuan Pills and handed them directly to Wang Xin.

In doing business, the most important thing is integrity!

"Junior, hand over your Qi Gathering Pill and Yuan Yuan Returning Pill!"

An inappropriate voice suddenly appeared, and a middle-aged monk wearing a pink robe came over. His words were a little embarrassed, but his feminine eyes were still full of energy.

As he walked forward, many people in pink robes gathered behind him, as well as some people from other sects.

This monk exuded the aura of a monk in the integration stage, as if he wanted to use his momentum to overwhelm Su Fan.

The group of people behind him were mostly monks who were in the out-of-body stage and were in the distraction stage.

This group of people obviously united at this moment.

Wang Xin from the Jianxin Sect saw this scene and frowned: "Master Mingle, what do you want to do?"

"What?"

The monk in pink robes sneered: "Of course it is to let us get out alive."

"A monk in the Qi refining stage dares to join in the fun. Do you really think that bringing two people in the out-of-body stage will be awesome?"

"With so many Qi Gathering Pills, it would be a waste for you to use them. You might as well give them to us."

"This is the Demon God Tomb. Any accident can happen. Even if everyone in your Kenshin Sect dies, no one will know.

Who did it?"

"Elder Wang, it's better not to meddle in other people's business. You have taken so many Qi Gathering Pills, which is enough for you to survive."

The group of people spoke one by one, and at the same time slowly surrounded Su Fan and the three of them.

Hu Jinwan and Jing Wenxin stood beside Su Fan, with different expressions on their faces.

Hu Jinwan knew Su Fan's strength. Not to mention that there were only a few feeble fusions here, even in their heyday they were not necessarily as strong as Su Fan.

On the contrary, Jing Wenxin was a little worried. He didn't know Su Fan's strength, so he couldn't help but worry at this time.

Master Mingle walked up to Su Fan and sneered: "Junior, whose family are you descended from? If you tell me, maybe I know your elder, and maybe I can spare your life for his sake."

"I have no elders." Su Fan said calmly.

He didn't lie. Judging by time, all his elders seemed to be dead.

As for Li Haotian?

It seems that he has been recognized as his big brother for a long time.

Master Mingle chuckled lightly, put his hand on Su Fan's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't you want to say it? Then you can't blame us. After killing you, I will personally search for your stored magic weapons. Then you can't blame me.
To be continued...