Yan Zhuiyun, the Four Demon Lords of Ghost Birds - the defeated disciple of Yan, the middle-level Rongling cultivation, and the fifth young hero ranked in the fifth in the Yue Kingdom's "Green Demon List".

In the hall of the Mo family, Yan Zhuiyun played with a black flying knife, looking at the heads of the four clans coldly, speaking with threats.

"This flying knife is called 'Zhaoye', which is my natal magic weapon. It is a middle-grade first-level, cast with 'Xuanjing' and 'Bei Shui'. It only needs one knife. Mo Rushui, I come to Qimei just to buy your Mo family's Lingling Iron - 'Finding Soul'... I hope you don't disappoint me."

"Young Master Yan was joking. The 'Soul Burning' spiritual iron is a 'Virtual' level spiritual iron, which is almost a legendary thing in the rain world. My Mo family has been engaged in the 'Spiritual Master' for generations, but I have never been lucky enough to get this magical material..." Mo Rushui smiled with beautiful eyes, his expression was full, but his heart was secretly shocked.

"I will exchange this iron with three bottles of 'Spirit Pills' plus 10,000 immortal jades!" Yan Zhuiyun said lightly.

hiss!

As soon as he finished speaking, the Mo family's hall suddenly became as quiet as death.

The Spirit-Sheng Pill is the elixir needed to break through the late stage of Rongling. Because one of the medicinal materials is scarce and extremely precious.

When a cultivator enters the middle stage of the Immortal Vein, he needs to be the "Merge of Spirit" for the Immortal Vein. When a breakout is the late stage, he needs to "Ascenate Spirit" and improve his spiritual power. When a breakout is made, he needs to "Solid Spirit" and form a solid golden elixir. Once the elixir is completed, it also means that the cultivator breaks through the Rong Ling and enters the Golden Pill stage.

One spirit-raising pill can be a fairy vein and a spirit-raising pill. There are almost 60 bottles of elixirs. So many elixirs can save at least 60 years of hard practice. The four Rongling family heads present said they were not moved, which is a scam.

As for ten thousand immortal jades, it is almost the total property of a clan.

But Mo Rushui gritted his teeth slightly, but still shook his head. There are indeed "Burning Soul" spiritual iron, but it is not something from the Mo family, or even the four clans. It is something that the old demon had abolished his cultivation and placed in the Mo family before his cultivation was abolished. This thing is rare and priceless. If it spreads out, the entire rain world will cause a sensation. Only a few people in the Ghost Bird Sect know about this.

I didn't expect that today, people from Guique Sect would ask to come to the door.

Mo Rushui sighed quietly. This iron is the old demon. How dare she act without action... What's more, being so threatened by someone in Qimei's realm seems to be a great loss of face...

"There is no such thing in the Mo family. Sorry, Mr. Yan, please come back." She tried her best to smile calmly, but Yan Zhuiyun still saw a trace of shakenness from her struggle.

The Mo family does have the "Soul Burning" spiritual iron! As long as you get this thing...

Yan Zhuiyun's eyes turned cold, the magic power in the middle stage of Rongling dispersed, the wind in the whole hall was swaying, the house was shaking, shocking the four masters to the face of the pale, "Supply this iron, otherwise the Mo family will see blood today!"

"Yan Zhuiyun, do you dare to cause trouble in Qimei? Aren't you afraid of angering Lord Han?!" Mo Rushui covered her chest and she was undulating, and her appearance was fading.

"I have given you the spiritual elixir and immortal jade. I have given you enough face to "Han Yaozun". He is just a mere late-stage cultivation level of Rongling. If it weren't for the alchemy skills, I might not have given this face! According to the 'demon cultivator', I can just grab whatever I want!"

Yan Zhuiyun's words were arrogant and his master was one of the four demon masters. If he was incompatible with the old demon, he would not show mercy to the old demon.

Elder Lin, who was walking with him, quickly coughed lightly and winked at Yan Zhuiyun Lian. The blue eyebrows were also biting her lips, hesitating whether to speak out.

Only Bai Bi did not realize that Yan Zhuiyun was inappropriate.

Yan Zhuiyun's arrogant remarks made the heads of the four clans change their colors and their eyes are filled with anger.

If the old demon had not ordered the strict order, the Guique Sect would have been kind to him, and he would never attack the Guique people. With the unyielding personality of the heads of the four clans, how could he bow to the mere Yan Zhuiyun?

Before the four of them could speak, a light smile came from outside the hall.

"Haha, Brother Yan is it? Well said, right! 'The way of the demon cultivator'... As a demon cultivator, you can just grab it directly, and there is no need to show mercy!"

This voice instantly attracted the eyes of the hall. She was wearing white clothes and black cloaks and tying her hair in black, but she saw a handsome young man slowly walking into the hall.

Mo Rushui and four other heads of the family recognized the identity of the young man and all looked unhappy.

This young man is undoubtedly the old demon's new apprentice - the young master Qimei Ning Fan.

The four clans did not know that Ning Fan broke through Rong Ling, and did not know that Ning Fan had all the outstanding achievements, so they only regarded Ning Fan as a junior at the fifth level of Pizhi.

They had little affection for Ning Fan, but when they saw Ning Fan enter the door casually, they even spoke to outsiders, saying that the other party was right to grab things. In an instant, the four leaders of the family were ashamed.

Who did Ning Fan help when he came to the Mo family?

"Young Master, what does this mean?" Ye Huan slapped the table, with a slight accusation, and with the initial pressure of Rongling, he headed towards Ningfan.

But that pressure was like a breeze blowing on his face. How could it shake Ning Fan at all?

Ning Fan did not answer Ye Huan's question, but Ye Huan was secretly shocked. Ning Fan was able to calmly resist his pressure, at least he was a master of Ling Ling...

Immediately, Ning Fan was seen stepping on the ice light and turning into an ice rainbow. In an instant, his figure was clear. In the hall, none of the seven masters of the spirit melting spirit could see through Ning Fan's escape light!

The second level of "Snow Step" is comparable to the body movements of the old monster Jindan!

Ice light flashed, and Ning Fan appeared lightly in front of the head of the Mo family, smiling playfully, "Don't worry, with me Ning Fan here, no one dares to cause trouble in Master's city."

But when he just fled, there was an extra storage bag, which was originally tied to Yan Zhuiyun's waist.

Among them are 3 bottles of Spirit-Super Pills, 10,000 Immortal Jades, and Yan Zhuiyun’s decent natal magic weapon, the “Zhaoye” flying knife!

An Ice Light snatched Yan Zhuiyun's storage bag! Wouldn't it be equally easy for him to kill Yan Zhuiyun!

"Young Master, are you..." Mo Rushui and other four heads could not tell that Ning Fan was heading towards Qimei.

"That's my storage bag?! Humph, return the storage bag, otherwise..." Yan Zhuiyun's eyes were filled with fear, and his threatening tone became much softer invisibly.

"Otherwise, what do you do to me? If you dare to go to Qimei, what's wrong with me? What's wrong with this young master robbing your storage bag? According to the 'demonic cultivator', I like your storage bag and just grab it! Even if I want to kill you, there is no reason, just kill it!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ning Fan's eyes turned cold, and the magic power in the middle stage of the Ling Ling was released without reservation, and it was not weak at all. Yan Zhuiyun!

Anyone present who knew Ning Fan’s true background had a drastic change in expression.

They knew that a few months ago, when Ning Fan was captured by the old demon, he only had one level of cultivation in Pi Mei, and when he was presiding over the Dao Fruit Auction, he was only the fifth level of cultivation in Pi Mei. In just a few months, he not only broke through the Rongling Spirit, but also practiced to the middle stage of Rongling Spirit. Such a speed of cultivation is simply terrifying!

"Who are you..." Yan Zhuiyun was shocked. When did the middle-stage master of Rongling in Yue Kingdom have another Ning Fan?

The white-clothed young man Bai Bi was even more stormy at this moment. He once said that he wanted to teach Ning Fan a lesson, but he never thought that Ning Fan's true cultivation was far above him. Even if he gave him the courage, how could he dare to attack Ning Fan...

As for the blue eyebrows, the pink fists were tightly clenched, and it was difficult to calm down. She couldn't see through it, and she couldn't see through Ning Fan... The 17-year-old middle-level Rong Ling, even if she was the God Emperor in the Rain Realm, she had no cultivation speed.

What she didn't understand the most was Ning Fan's attitude towards him. Her appearance was also considered a peerless immortal. I don't know how many young masters pursued her, but Ning Fan didn't even look at him since he entered the door.

"Ning Fan, return the storage bag to Senior Brother Yan, let's leave Qimei..." She bit her lip and said lightly.

"Why?" Ning Fan raised his eyebrows. He really had no good feelings for Lan Mei.

"After all, you are a member of my Guique Sect, and Senior Brother Yan will be promoted to the elder of the sect soon. You can give him some mercy so that you can meet again in the future... I'm for your own good..." Lan Mei himself didn't know what he was saying.

"Show mercy? I didn't kill him with one sword, so I'm already showing mercy! Get out of the Mo family within three breaths, otherwise you will die!"

The same words were said from Ning Fan, but his power was more than tens of millions of times stronger than Yan Zhuiyun!

This sentence brings the murderous aura of the Immortal Emperor throughout his life. As Ning Fan's cultivation improves, Tianli is destroyed and millions of lives are committed. This murderous aura is becoming more and more shocking!

Whether it was Elder Lin, Lanmei, or even the arrogant Yan Zhuiyun and Bai Bi, they all trembled under this murderous aura.

Even the leader of the Ghost Chou Sect and even the Four Demon Lords of the Ghost Chou do not have such murderous aura!

Yan Zhuiyun stepped back and forth, and an illusion arose. Although Ning Fan in front of him was like himself, he was in the middle stage of the Ling Ling period, but killing himself only requires a sword! Yan Zhuiyun was arrogant and arrogant all his life, but he was not a fool. On the contrary, he believed in his intuition extremely.

"Brother Ning, this matter was Yan's recklessness!"

He bowed his hand and almost immediately turned around, turned into a light and ran out of the Mohist school. He could feel that if he took a step slower, his life would not belong to him.

Yan Zhuiyun is a real demon cultivator. He dares to be arrogant and kills people, and will not lose his life for unnecessary face.

Seeing Yan Zhuiyun was scared away by Ning Fan's words, the blue eyebrows and white jade were all unbelievable. Yan Zhuiyun was arrogant by nature. Even if he faced the elders of the sect, he might not give face. He even dared to act wildly in the territory of the old demon. But such a madman was scared away by Ning Fan?

"You three, don't you get out together!" Ning Fan sneered.

"Hmph!" Bai Bi looked unstable, gritted his teeth and left with his sleeves.

Lan Mei had a complicated expression. What she was most afraid of before Qimei was that Ning Fan was lingering herself with the reputation of her fiancé. But now she realized that in Ning Fan's eyes, she didn't count anything at all.

She sighed intricately and turned around and left. Elder Lin looked at Ning Fan with great meaning and shook his head to sigh.

"Han Wonji, I have taken over a good disciple..."

With Elder Lin's departure, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in the originally tense Mo family hall.

And everyone present looked at Ning Fan incredibly.

In less than half a year, the middle stage of Rongling was filled with murderous intent, and it scared away Rongling. It was rumored that this person was an alchemist with a high level and had outstanding eyesight.

From now on, everyone in the Qimei tribes, no longer convinced Ning Fan. The seven powers of Qimei were vaguely held by Ning Fan in his palm.

"The young master comes today, I don't know what is the matter? If there is a subordinate who can serve him, it's okay." Mo Rushui stood up and bowed Qianran, extremely respectful.

"I'm here to attach the spirit to the magic weapon... By the way, what is that 'soul-burning' spirit iron? From Yan Zhuiyun's tone, it seems very extraordinary..."

With a word, Mo Rushui's originally respectful smile turned into a bitter smile.
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