Youth's Cultivation

In an instant, most of the people left, leaving more than 100. Some had good accomplishments, some followed their team leader, and had to stay

"Taoist friend, I'm willing to pay a spirit stone or treasure, just ask for a place to practice..." another Yuanying peak friar immediately spoke.

Wang Xiaohu smelled the speech and moved slightly. He really didn't like these people's things, but what if he had what he needed?

"Who knows that the news of sunflower water essence or Wannian ice pith can be left, and other things are not interested..." Wang Xiaohu's words make those who still claim to be rich speechless. If we have news, will we tell you? Where do you go to report, and you get no less than here

"Taoist friend, this is what makes people difficult..." the Yuan Ying peak friar looked cold. Such a thing is what makes people difficult

"There are still five breath..." Wang Xiaohu was disappointed in his eyes, but his tone was still indifferent

"Four breath..."

"Three breath..."

...

Wang Xiaohu's voice was like a talisman, and most of the people flew away

"Two breath..."

There are only more than 20 left, but their accomplishments are the peak of Yuanying. Obviously, they want to fight. Can't they deal with him? Even if it doesn't work, there is still a chance to go. People must have some unrealistic fantasies, otherwise living is not too boring

"One breath..."

Another seven or eight people galloped away, leaving only fifteen people

"Time is up... Xiaota, get ready to collect things, don't waste..." Wang Xiaohu said, his breath expanding again in an instant

"Whoosh..."

Almost for a moment, fifteen people who finally left scattered. Are you kidding? Just a dozen were chased and killed by Wang Xiaohu. What's the use of leaving now? No one has more lives

"Hoo..."

He let out a long breath. He was completely surprised to kill the three before. If these people go together, they will have to fight for their lives. After all, he is not a spirit state.

Without saying a word, Wang Xiaohu returned to the vicinity of binghuotianchi

"You go in and practice..." Wang Xiaohu said. Jian Yi and Murong Jiu didn't have much friendship with him, but they were a little predestined, so they saved him easily. But they and Si Qi can't use much, and it doesn't matter if there are more than a few people. As for this small fire, they are not bad hearted. Although they have a little big miss temper, they are not unruly, but they are childish and stupid

"Thank you..." Jian said and went to tianhuoyuan liquid... Wang Xiaohu saved his life, so it's useless to say more. Just keep it in mind

Murong Jiu hesitated and asked, "do you need ten thousand years of ice pulp? I, I can help you get some. How many drops do you need? "

How many drops? Wang Xiaohu smoked at the corner of his mouth. He really didn't count. How many drops are a hundred kilograms

"I need 100 Jin. How much can you get?" Wang Xiaohu asked solemnly.

"One hundred catties... You..." Murong nine instantly had nothing to say. He thought Wang Xiaohu should be joking, or he didn't want others to enter the ice fire Tianchi before, so he said the essence of sunflower water and Wannian ice pulp

"We really need a lot, save people..." Si Qi's voice rang. She already knew that Murong Jiu was a disciple of the ice temple, so she also hoped to find some hope from here.