Chapter 892
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Blood and pain made Long Fish Yan Shan's almost boiling mood cool down a little!
Not good!
There are treasures here, but there are also great dangers hidden here.
"Ji 'er, let's retreat for the time being. I will inform the clan elder, and then send some people to explore the secret."
Long Fish Yan Shan looked up to look for the whereabouts of Blood Night Ji, but he was surprised to find that she had already crossed an extremely dangerous space fragment belt and rushed to the front.
"Clan elder? Informing the clan elder is equivalent to giving the benefits to many people for free. "
"Long Fish Yan Shan, I misjudged you, you coward!"
Zhen Xiaoxiao was provoking his nerves with a disdainful look that no man in the world could accept.
Then, with a cold snort, Zhen Xiaoxiao turned around and flew deeper.
He couldn't stand the provocation, and he was not willing to lose to a woman. Seeing that Zhen Xiaoxiao also seemed to have a wound on his body when he turned around, Long Fish Yan Shan gritted his teeth and continued to follow.
"It's been too long."
Although only the time for a stick of incense had passed, the people waiting in the sand began to feel uneasy.
The old strategist, who had been reminding Long Fish Yan Shan to be careful, was not at ease. He lowered his head and said something to his followers. He gritted his teeth and flew into the eye of the wind to find the whereabouts of his young master.
The old man's spiritual energy fluctuations were not strong, but his speed was beyond everyone's imagination.
Shen Tu Weiran was surprised to see this, and he immediately made a movement to fly up. But the second before he jumped, his arm was pulled by Small Gruel.
"Clean it up."
Small Gruel walked past Shen Tu Weiran and whispered these words. Then, as if he didn't know what he meant, he jumped high, followed the old strategist, and disappeared into the eye of the wind.
Shen Tu Weiran's fingers were as cold as ice, as if the heat of the desert sand could not dispel the coldness in his bones.
Although he knew that Zhen Xiaoxiao's idiot brother occasionally had a terrible power that could suppress Nascent Soul cultivators, he still couldn't help but be frightened when he personally experienced the deterrent power released at that moment.
Fortunately, Zhou Zhou's killing intent was directed at those Northern Rock cultivators. Otherwise, if he was his opponent, his heart would have been shattered by the killing intent when he spoke.
"What do you mean by this? Our people are going to check out the situation, but you still want to send another person to follow us. Are you not trustworthy? "
As soon as the figures of the old strategist and Small Gruel disappeared, the Northern Cliff cultivator shouted at the few people standing alone in the sand.
In their opinion, the female masters of the Southern Cauldron Fire Elementalists were just cheap women who had climbed up the pole. There was no need to be polite to her followers.
"F * ck you! Our boss is competing with your boss, so why did you send people to check on the situation? It's you bastards who don't trust him first, right? "
The one who couldn't hold back the most was Yang Yan.
Shui Di, who was lying on the ground, finally knew why he was called "Gunpowder Barrel".
"Shut up!"
Before Longfish Swallow Mountain's follower could return with his curses, Shentu Weiran had a stern face as he loudly berated Yang Yan.
"You are the one who should shut up! Zombie Face, don't worry about me. What the hell are these pieces of trash! "
Yang Yan had originally disliked the Northern Cliff cultivators' behavior, and he didn't like Zhen Xiaoxiao's roundabout way of cleaning up. He had the urge to shed all pretense of cordiality.
However, before he could explode on the spot, Shentu Weiran, whose eyes were gloomy, had already taken out his spear and swept past Yang Yan like a storm. With a wave of his Solitary Dragon Spear, the spearhead pierced through the three opponents!
The sudden increase in cultivation from the Foundation Establishment stage to the late stage of the Light Opening Realm and the incomparably domineering attack scared the Northern Cliff cultivators so much that their hearts stopped beating.
"When you can make a move, why did you use your mouth?"
Shentu Weiran's tyrannical roar mixed with the flying sand he stirred up when he turned around, randomly hitting Yang Yan's petrified face.
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