The spiritual consciousness of Xizhen has all dispersed, but nothing has been discovered.

Xi Zhen frowned. He clearly felt that someone was approaching!

"Who is the fellow Taoist? Why not come out and talk?" Qiu Zhen thought that the visitor should be hiding in the void.

Wang Meng and his friends hid in the distance and did not dare to show off their aura, for fear that Qiu Zhen would discover it.

Qiu Zhen expanded the scope of his spiritual sense search and finally gave up after confirming that there was no one.

"I don't care who you are. I dare to come to my Qiu family to peep at you next time. I will kill you without mercy! Hum!" Qiu Zhen said angrily, and his voice was spread thousands of miles with the blessing of his cultivation.

After saying that, Qiu Zhen turned around and went back.

Wang Meng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave when he controlled the Xiaomi Li.

But Xiaomi Li was just trying to move, soothing! Qiu Zhen, who had just left, actually returned!

Qiu Zhen had a ferocious smile on his face, and a long spear suddenly appeared, pointing directly to the direction where the millet grains in the void were located.

"Who is hiding the shadow and hiding the shape, and who is not showing up yet?" The entire Taoist rhyme of the long spear flowed, the cold light flashed at the tip of the spear, and the aura of terror spread. At a glance, you will know something extraordinary.

Wang Meng sighed, unable to hide.

Wang Meng was about to show up, but suddenly.

Buzz! The void suddenly trembled, and a figure walked out of the void.

"Stealing Immortal Lord?" Qiu Zhen was shocked at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hehehe, not bad! It's me, little old man." The old man smiled dryly.

The old man was wearing a black robe, with a thin figure, a face full of old pleats, a fluttering white hair, and his eyebrows and beard turned white, but he called himself a little old man. The white hair and black clothes were contrasted sharply.

On his feet, there were a pair of torn straw sandals.

nondescript.

At this time, the old man's eyes narrowed into a slit, and occasionally when there is an opening and closing, the essence will leak out.

"If you don't guard your acre of three-point land, why do you come to me, Qiu Jia?" Qiu Zhen saw that the visitor was the stolen immortal master, and the doubts in his heart disappeared.

The Immortal Stealing Heaven is famous all over the world for stealing. Almost famous families or sects have been patronized by the Immortal Stealing Heaven. No one can compare to his hidden skills. As long as he wants to hide, no one can find him.

"Hehehe! I heard that your two incompetent brothers have died. So I hurried to come and pay my respects, steal some things and buy wine!" The Immortal Stealing Heaven said with a chuckle. He was actually blunt!

Qiu Zhen was furious.

"Okay, you steal the sky! You actually stole my Qiu family! Since you are here, don't leave!" Qiu Zhen's tone was cold and murderous.

No family knew about the death of Qiu Zhen’s two younger brothers except the Qiu family. The fact that the Thief Tianxian Master knew this only means that he was in the old house of Qiu’s family at that time, or that he was the murderer. But the latter is unlikely because Thief Tianxian Master was very good at stealing skills, and if you talk about kung fu, it was really not a good thing! But it was comparable to Xi Zhen. In the past, when his brothers three were all there, three against one, and Thief Tianxian Master was no match.

This is one of the reasons why the Immortal Thief dared to come at this time.

Qiu Zhen clenched his fists, blue veins on his face swelled up, and his momentum rose, and he had already become murderous. In normal times, he might not be as knowledgeable as the Immortal Stealer, because the Immortal Stealer's martial arts are not very good, his skills are absolutely brilliant, and he is also a difficult dog-skin plaster. But today, we cannot let it go. Once the news that Qiu Jia's three major combat powers are only left, Qiu Jia's enemies will definitely take the blame!

The Immortal Stealing Heaven looked at Xi Zhen with a smile, but it seemed that she didn't realize that Xi Zhen had a murderous intention.

The duel of experts is just a moment, who will give you a chance to build momentum?

Experts don’t need to accumulate momentum, and their momentum can be gathered in an instant.

But if the match is equal, it's different.

"Qu Zhen? Since you discovered it, I can't steal it. Since I can't steal it, I'll spare you the condolences! I won't bother you. Let's talk about it later." The Immortal Stealing Master bowed to Qiu Zhen and turned around and was about to leave.

Swish!

Sudden!

Four seals rose in the sky, directly sealing the void.

"Qiu Zhen, what do you mean?" The Immortal Stealing Heaven turned his head and shouted angrily.

The response to him was a spear.

The spear was like a long rainbow, shooting directly at the Immortal Stealing Heaven.

The Immortal Stealing Looked Cautious, but he knew the origin of this gun, and even more so how powerful it was.

This gun is called Zhu Xian, which was originally a famous weapon of the ancestor Qiu family. He has drunk countless powerful blood, including many powerful people at the peak of the ninth grade of the Immortal Lord Realm. Over time, this Zhu Xian Gun has become powerful and can automatically suppress the enemy's cultivation when attacking.

The ancestor Qiu family has now broken through the dominant realm and has gone to the forbidden area.

Before going to the forbidden area, the ancestor of the Xi family gave the gun to the clan members. For generations, only the leader of the Qiu family was qualified to use this gun.

Swish!

A cloth bag appeared in the hand of the Immortal Stealing Heaven, which was broken and had big holes and small eyes. No one could pick them up even if they were thrown by the roadside.

But such a thing is the treasure of the Heavenly Immortal Lord - the Wanbao Bag. It can suck all magic weapons into the bag, and at the same time cut off the connection between the magic weapons and the original owner, and get rid of the control of the owner.

As soon as the Immortal Stealing Thieves threw the cloth bag in his hand, the Wanbao bag was firmly fixed on the void, and the rope tied to the pocket fell off on its own.

call!

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, but it was not vomiting, but sucking!

The Wanbao Bag hangs steadily in the void, and the powerful suction range expands infinitely, just scraping three feet into the ground. In an instant, sand and stones flew away, and the void trembled.

Even the millet grains in the void trembled and moved towards the Wanbao bag.

Wang Meng showed a look of horror on his face and hurriedly controlled Xiaomili to retreat. Fortunately, both of them were afraid of each other and were fully focused, so they had no time to take care of other places, otherwise Xiaomili would inevitably be exposed.

Whoosh!

The Zhuxian Spear, which was originally shot directly at the Tianxian Master, suddenly changed its trajectory and flew straight towards the Wanbao Bag.

"trick!"

Xi Zhen's face changed and he waved his hand. However, it was useless.

The Zhuxian Spear, which was more than one person tall, fell into the Wanbao Bag with a whizz.

Buzz! The Wanbao bag was shocked, and the rope at the pocket was automatically wrapped around, tied the pocket mouth tightly, and returned to the hands of the Immortal Stealing Heaven.

The strong wind disappeared and the flying sand fell to the ground.

At this time, the Immortal Stealing Face was filled with joy. The Zhuxian Spear was famous in the Yinyu Continent and could rank among the top ten in a number of magic weapons. Now that it was collected by his own treasure bag, it was worth it.

Seeing that his weapon was taken away by the stolen immortal master, Qiu Zhen was not only not surprised, but instead sneered.

Seeing this, the face of the Immortal Stealing Heaven changed suddenly and he quickly threw away the Wanbao bag in his hand.

puff!

A muffled sound came from the bottom of the Wanbao bag, and a long spear with a flash of cold light flew out of the Wanbao bag.

The expression of the Stealing Fairy Lord is distorted.

"I have to find materials to repair this broken pocket again." The immortal priest of the thief talked to himself.
Chapter completed!