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Chapter 1088 The cold monk, the old monk Fayang came out!(1/3)

Also after this sword...

A figure holding a long sword and wearing a hat also emerged from the void.

Standing in the sky! Standing in the sea of ​​clouds.

at the same time.

A cold voice came from the black veil falling from the hat.

"Who dares to run again? I want to see if you run faster? Or is my sword faster?"

While talking.

The mysterious strong man wearing a hat raised the long sword in his palm and pointed his sword at all directions.

The extremely sharp sword light flashed with a dazzling cold light.

Hearing words.

The four strong men who had not run far stopped immediately.

They knew that even if they could run, they would not be able to pass the dazzling sword light.

Moreover, these four powerful men have already seen the power of the sword just now.

therefore.

Their choices are also wise.

at the same time.

They also knew that they might have met the powerful cultivator who likes to hunt within a radius of billions of miles.

After all, most common calamity practices involve a group of several people.

Only the mysterious tribulation cultivator who escaped safely under the siege of more than a dozen late-stage Nascent Soul powerhouses and many great monsters was alone.

Moreover, although no one knew his appearance and cultivation, he was also a magical swordsmanship, which was extremely sharp.

It is exactly the same as the kalpa cultivation in front of you.

Not only that.

The pressure of this calamity cultivation is extremely obscure, and it is impossible to sense the specific cultivation level?

In addition, the power of the sword just now gave them a sense of death and they became more convinced of their guesses.

Thoughts.

Such thoughts flashed quickly in the minds of these four strong men.

Although the four powerful Nascent Souls stopped, they did not dare to approach the mysterious direction of the sacrilege cultivation, and still maintained their plans to escape at any time.

At the same time, he was secretly using the explosion secret technique.

Of course, this is not for desperate efforts, but for blessings and speed.

At this time.

As the captain of the fourth team, of course, he stood up and said:

"I wonder what this Taoist brother meant to stop us?"

The tone was very pleasant, without any slightest blaming.

After all, who has the biggest fist in the world of immortal cultivation makes the most sense.

On the other side.

Murong Wanwan, who turned into a male body, saw that the four of them had stopped and did not use the sword magic power, and said indifferently:

"Leave divine blood behind!

Otherwise, die!”

Hearing words.

The captain at the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul smiled bitterly and said:

"Brother Dao, please understand, it's not easy for us!

Is it OK to hand over half of it?"

Obviously.

The gains were too great this time, and the captain couldn't bear to use them all to buy their lives.

After all, divine blood is not that easy to obtain?

As for the existence of concealing the divine blood?

There is no need at all, because there are too many secret techniques and treasures to explore divine blood.

Once discovered, the other party will not be so easy to talk to.

By then, not only will the divine blood be lost, but the lives of myself and others will not be saved.

However.

After hearing this, Murong Wanwan said coldly with a sharp murderous intent in her tone:

“In my place, there is no room for bargaining!

Do you guys or not?”

This moment.

Murong Wanwan fully demonstrated the cruelty of the monk.

after all.

There are basically no good men and women in the world of immortal cultivation, especially those who have cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm, which is even more so.

Perhaps in front of Cheng Buzheng, Murong Wanwan was a good young wife.

But that is only for the husband.

Sometimes the preference of monks is so obvious.

certainly.

Murong Wanwan did not kill him directly, but was not just being merciful and unwilling to kill the chicken to get the eggs.

otherwise.

If there were no strong people to hunt the blood demon, how could she get it without work?

And once the killing is too much, it may even attract the supreme.

It is precisely because of these many reasons that Murong Wanwan did not directly kill the four people.

It is also her always the norm.

otherwise.

Just now, under the sword, these four Nascent Soul cultivators had no time to run away, so they were destroyed with the flying boat.

It was precisely because she kept her hands that the four of them escaped from the flying boat at that critical moment.

On the other side.

The captain, who had been silent for a moment, smiled bitterly:

"The divine blood is here, please let us go!"

While talking.

He stretched out his hand and a storage bag appeared in his palm.

See this.

The other three looked at the captain and took out the trip. Although they were angry, they did not show any anger.

otherwise.

The mysterious Tribulation Cultivator saw that they were so hostile, what if the killer could do?

Although the rumors are circulating, as long as the divine blood is handed over, the mysterious chasm will not take action, but they dare not use this as a support.

After all, this is just gossip.

They don't want to test their lives.

Moreover, their ability to cultivate to such a state, and their emotions are not visible and vivid, are all basic operations.

Just then.

Murong Wanwan, who already has rich experience, immediately spoke:

"Let's wait!"

While talking.

She took out a magic weapon like a compass, and a wisp of crystal light poured into the compass. In an instant, the pointer of the compass quickly turned.
To be continued...
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