Fantasy: My Female Disciples Want to Kill Me Too Much

Chapter 48: Immortal Bamboo Hall Appears

Hearing the call for help from the black pig outside.

Zhang Qifan turned into a streamer and flew out.

When I came out, I found that I saw two people in gray Tao uniforms standing at the door.

He held a huge bone knife in his hand and placed it on the black pig's neck.

After seeing Zhang Qifan's arrival, he instantly became alert.

The black pig said quickly, "Dage, save me."

Zhang Qifan glanced at them and felt very eyes.

Then he remembered that when he entered the secret realm, Gongshuochalong had introduced him to him.

These people are Soul Eater Sect from the East China Sea.

The two gray-clothed Daoists looked at each other, and then said coldly, "If you don't want your spiritual pet to be in trouble, just hand over the treasure you got from it."

"Remember, don't play tricks, or your spiritual pet will surely die."

Obviously, they have regarded the black pig as Zhang Qifan's spiritual pet.

Come to the Xianzhu secret realm.

Everyone is in the Gold Core realm.

But the same Realm does not mean the same strength.

At least, the headless lion on the ground was not something that the two of them could kill.

That's why they are so nervous.

Zhang Qifan said, "This pig is not my spiritual pet. Kill it if you want."

"Dage, how can you say that? After all, we are also life-and-death partners. You can't cross the river and demolish the bridge!"

The little black pig doesn't look like much, but the roar is really powerful.

Listening to Zhang Qifan's ears hurt.

So he raised his hand and said, "Alright, alright, don't kill it either. I'll keep this pig for good use."

The two gray-clothed Daoists were overjoyed and hurriedly said, "It's okay not to let us kill. Hand over the treasure you got from the cave, and I promise to let you leave safely."

"I didn't plan to give you anything. Why don't I kill you?"

Zhang Qifan smiled slightly.

Hands knotted.

Quiet Samsara chess starts.

The two gray-clothed Daoists instantly felt as if they were on the Otherworld chessboard.

He wanted to leave, but found he couldn't move at all.

next second.

Six tall white-armored warriors who appeared out of nowhere surrounded the two of them.

He pulled out the sword from his waist and swung it down.

The two men in gray immediately fell into a pool of blood.

Zhang Qifan looked at the corpse on the ground and pouted at the black pig.

The latter was satisfied, and hurriedly ran over to the two men in gray and began to touch the corpses.

Soon, the black pig grabbed the two storage rings with his claws and placed them in front of Zhang Qifan.

Flatteringly said: "Dage, you see I'm still useful.

In the future, the work of touching a corpse will be handed over to me. "

Zhang Qifan picked up two storage rings, erased the prohibition on them, and opened them.

It's just some junk from the Soul Eater Sect.

The two of them add up to less than five top-quality Spirit Stones.

Oh, you poor man.

Zhang Qifan complained in his heart.

Immediately, he grabbed the black pig's neck and flew up.

Soon he was back on the ground.

What caught my eye was the boundless bamboo forest.

Zhang Qifan, who was watching, scratched his head.

Nuoda's secret realm, God knows where the treasure of Xianzhu Daoist is.

Suddenly, a strong Spirit Power came from the east.

The little black pig, who was originally standing on the ground, suddenly bent its front paws and knelt straight on the ground.

The direction of the head points to the east.

Zhang Qifan frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

"I don't know, my body knelt down automatically, and I couldn't stand up. It's so shameful.

Dage, you help me. "

Hearing this, Zhang Qifan held the black pig by the neck again and lifted it up.

But its front paws still maintain this kneeling posture.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Qifan realized that something must have been born in the east.

Immediately grabbed the black pig, turned into a rainbow and left.

What he didn't know was that it was on the platform in the middle of the cliff.

The bodies of the golden lion and the two gray-clothed Daoists melted into the ground.

As if half absorbed by something.

at the same time.

All spirit beasts in the entire secret realm are bowing to the same place.

As if the blood vessels were suppressed.

The cultivators seem to have discovered this strange phenomenon.

They are all heading towards the direction of the spirit beasts kneeling down

At the center of the secret realm, a tall palace made of bamboo slowly rises.

In the air, a Sword Ray flashed.

Zhang Qifan came outside the palace.

I saw thirty steps in front of the palace.

After the stairs is the door.

The gates of the palace are currently closed.

On the door there is a smooth plaque.

There are three words written on it.

"The Bamboo Palace"

After Zhang Qifan arrived here, hundreds of cultivators also arrived.

The number of people dropped sharply.

I don't know if he died in the hands of secret realm creatures, or if he was too far away to come over.

Among them, Bi Yujiang and Du Jiangnan, a scholar of white bones, were hidden in the crowd.

A disciple of Xiaoyao Sect stepped forward slightly and said in his heart: "Section Master Bi, the man in the blue shirt with the black pig in his hand is the one who killed Lei Xiangtian."

Hearing this sentence, Bi Yujiang raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and made a slashing motion.

Seeing this, the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect understood and slowly retreated.

Gongshuochalong also saw Zhang Qifan's arrival, and just wanted to say hello.

Suddenly the ground began to shake violently.

Many cultivators still on the ground rose into the air one after another.

I saw hundreds of bamboos towering into the sky out of thin air.

Bamboo leaves swing with the breeze, very artistic.

But some good things are deadly.

With another gust of wind, the bamboo leaves fell one after another.

However, it did not fall to the ground.

Instead, it flew towards the necks of many cultivators.

Zhang Qifan, like a stroll in a leisurely garden, took two steps forward unhurriedly.