The Legend of Cultivation by Little Mortals

The five people surrounding Zhang Ye recovered from their shock. ┠ ┨

One of the secret voice transmissions to the bald head said, "I can't give it to him. This person doesn't frown when he throws 800 million yuan. In addition, there are eight treasure gourds. Although this place is in the double world, there are few people. Laozi kills and seizes treasures, and then slowly Slow payment?"

"Okay!" The bald-headed walking monk also became irritated, and the sound transmission group said: "Everyone, although we are not brothers, we are all thieves in the Loose Cultivation Alliance. We can't have two hearts. Let's work together , Get rid of this little thief!"

Several people sent voices one after another: "That's good, just follow the master's instructions. Come on!"

"Wait." The bald man squinted his eyes and said again: "Once the war starts, there will inevitably be chaos. The poor monk is worried that this medicinal spirit will escape with the help of chaos. This is also a treasure. How about this , Let's keep calm and give the "Yao" spirit to this little thief 'as promised'. The little thief has eight treasure gourds, which can lock up the "Yao" spirit. After he accepts it, we will kill him. "[

"It's so good!" The few people didn't use the secret sound transmission this time, and they raised their heads and laughed together.

"What are you laughing at, I ask you to pay the bill, or I will return my elixir." Zhang Ye almost lost his patience.

"That's right, I forgot, fellow daoist, don't blame me." The bald head took a step forward and handed over the crying little boy he was pinching to Zhang Ye.

It seemed that the little boy's breath was not so strong because he had been frightened for too long. Besides, he was smaller than ordinary children, only as big as a two-year-old child.

Being held in Zhang Ye's arms, the little boy stopped crying and screaming, but looked at Zhang Ye with tears in his eyes and said, "Master, don't kill me. I'm still young."

Zhang Ye couldn't help thinking it was amused, and smiled slightly, "I won't kill you, you stay in my gourd, if you want to leave, after you get past this dangerous place, I'll let you go."

The little boy didn't really believe it, but just looked at it with tears in his eyes, but he wasn't crying.

With a snort, Zhang Ye received the "Yao" spirit into the eight-treasure gourd.

As soon as "Yao" Lingcai entered the gourd, several people immediately approached together, raised their heads and laughed wildly: "Stupid boy, you are looking for death, you dare to do business with us, now you can't leave."

Zhang Ye narrowed his eyes and said, "Really?"

Among several people, the bald head with the highest cultivation is a second-level Jindan. He clasped his palms together with a smirk and said, "I am merciful, since the benefactor's surname is 'Shi', why don't you take the initiative to donate your Eight Treasure Gourd to us. It will also save your life, as long as you get the gourd, the poor monk promises not to kill the benefactor."

Zhang Ye raised his head and laughed loudly.

"Smile, hand over the gourd, or you will die!"

The five fierce-looking guys stepped forward again, shrinking the encirclement.

After Zhang Ye stopped laughing, he waved his hand, and A Duo appeared in Zhang Ye's palm.

A little girl in armor was very cute, but the five of them turned pale with shock when they saw it.If they don't know, that little girl is the spirit of some kind of extremely powerful magic weapon, so there's really no need to mess around.

"Run! This person has an eighth-grade magic weapon, and I am no match for you!

The bald man with a bunch of skulls hanging around his neck let out a loud shout, and flew into the sky before a few people, trying to escape.

"Master, don't hurry, I will give you a Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cauldron as a benefactor, take it."

boom -

With a flash of golden light, A Duo turned into a nine-dragon fire dragon and scattered among the ice and snow.

The bald head was not fast enough to run far, but was overtaken by a total of five fire dragons and besieged.

Sensing the terrifying energy contained in the divine fire, he didn't dare to move his bald head, but he didn't run away, and broke out in cold sweat.

And the four people below looked at each other, and saw the strongest force besieging the bald head above, and the four of them turned evil together.

All of a sudden, they shot together, papapapapa——

The ten hands of the five people struck out like a propeller, and instantly seven or eight hundred qi formed monstrous energy and attacked Zhang Ye.

"Just wait until you find your own death, otherwise, Daoist, I'm really embarrassed to kill you."

Zhang Ye activated his supernatural powers at the weirdest speed, escaped from the siege of these four first-tier Golden Core masters, and rose up.

At the same time, five colors of light appeared in the gourd, and when a murderous thick sword rose up, the faces of the four besieging Zhang Ye were all ashen.

Just the words of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cauldron had given these Jindan masters a headache, but it was not impossible for them to fight, but these seventh-rank sword arrays, whose killing spirit was stronger than the Divine Fire Cauldron, rose up, and they really saw died.

Whoosh whoosh—

As soon as the thick swords were separated and lined up, the five people on the scene were in a trance just because of the oppression in the momentum, let alone resisting, they couldn't even move the thought of resisting.

On the heads of the five people, there are five seven-rank flying swords pressing on the top respectively, and the formation is the nine dragons and fire dragons, which are arranged in the air and around them, really forming a net for the five people.

The strength of each seventh-grade flying sword has already surpassed any one of the five people, not to mention the array, in addition to the Shenhuo cauldron and Zhang Ye pressing the array.

The scene was just imposing, just like Zhang Ye when Huo Tianlang oppressed and practiced Qi.

While he was still able to speak, the bald man with a string of skulls hanging around his neck said: "Do you really dare to kill us? If you do, no matter the ends of the world, the Loose Cultivation Alliance will definitely not let you go."

Zhang Ye asked Ziyi in astonishment in the sea of ​​consciousness: "What is the Loose Cultivator Alliance?"

Ziyi said disdainfully: "There is no loose cultivator alliance. It is just a group of loose cultivator bandits who have caused disasters in various places. They naturally formed a group. The original Yujizi belonged to the casual cultivator alliance. So at that time I only You can be sure when you see it. Of course, as far as I know, apart from these wastes, and scum like Yu Jizi, the Loose Cultivation Alliance does have a few ruthless characters that make even the giants of the Nine Realms a headache."

Seeing that Zhang Ye stayed silent, the five thought that Zhang Ye was intimidated by the "Loose Cultivator Alliance", and said with a smirk, "Haha, don't be afraid, let us go now and compensate us for the losses, can we be kind?"

Zhang Ye wondered if he had heard it wrong, so he mobilized with his thoughts, calling——

The flying swords lined up by five were a little closer to the heads of several people. [

Zhang Yedao: "You bastards who are not of the same class, I did you in the old man. Donghai Fudi and Dujizong came to provoke me, and I was killed by the Taoist. I haven't heard of the dirty cat alliance. Pass."

The chameleon-like people were so frightened that their legs limp again, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Master, the little ones don't know gold and jade, so they walked around us?"

Now, Zhang Ye touched his chin and began to think about it.

Ziyi suddenly became restless again, and roared in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Kill kill kill, kill them all, don't let them go, or I will never end with you."

Nai Zhang Ye is still a bit rebellious today, these guys can be killed or not, that's what it used to be, but when Zi Yi, who yelled "Kill, Kill" to everyone, opened his mouth, Zhang Ye decided to turn against her.

Zhang Ye didn't catch a cold. He felt that this guy in Ziyi lived and lived in his head every day, and he had to direct himself. There was no way.