There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

"Don't bully others too much!"

Chen Banxian kept changing positions. Fortunately, he knew how to drive manually and had copied his memory.

But this is not a solution, and time backtracking is not without consumption.

If this goes on for a long time, he will run out sooner or later. For now, more than half of his energy has been consumed.

It's unbelievable, but it's true.

"I suck!"

Chen Banxian opened the restrictions in his body. He had been discovered anyway and he didn't care about practicing again.

"Look! The treasure has appeared again!"

Someone shouted!

"The energy in the world is flowing in that direction. This kind of throughput must be a big treasure!"

"Maybe he is a holy soldier! He is enough to be passed down to the world. Don't let him go!"

The faces of the people in the two holy places showed joy:

"You also said that you have no treasure. This is the best proof. Now the secret is exposed!"

"You were busy running for your life, but in the end you could no longer suppress the treasure. Hand over the treasure and we'll leave!"

They kept shouting and taking action to create layers of space, enough to blow up the stars.

"Where did so many masters come from?"

Chen Banxian was so angry that he vomited blood. He really didn't have any treasure!

At this moment, he couldn't wait to turn on the Night Owl fighter and let everyone see how he practiced.

But this is unrealistic. He will be torn apart if he goes out at sub-light speed, and the flying fairy light is not enough to protect his body.

This speed spans thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but it is a drop in the bucket in the land of Dongzhou. This world is too big.

He kept getting closer to the forbidden zone of life, and the people behind him gradually fell behind the monks.

Those monks who are not strong, or do not have speed treasures, can only regret and sigh.

But the rest are elites.

These people were faster and mainly violently crossed space. They kept chasing and some even deliberately disrupted the space-time layer, allowing Chen Banxian to crash into it.

He made an emergency turn. If he crashed into it, he would probably be smashed into pieces immediately, and the dark matter alloy couldn't resist it.

"Which bastard is that!"

Chen Banxian scolded angrily: "Come out if you have the guts, don't hide in the space."

"The little beast took some chances and wandered away!" A terrifying figure walked out of the space. He blocked a large space as soon as he appeared, and showed a sure-footedness in capturing Chen Banxian.

But Chen Banxian once again used the gap in time and space to escape. He turned to look, his eyes filled with surprise.

Here comes another strong man. Isn’t Donghuang Ye Fan’s novice copy? Where did so many strong men come from!

Even if the Demon Emperor's Tomb appears, there won't be so many scary characters. Why don't you go grab the Demon Emperor's heart, explore the Yin and Yang Tombs of the Demon Emperor, and hunt him down!

"Little Chi, stop here. It's as slippery as a loach. Did you slip out of your mother's belly like this too?"

Personal attacks? Bullying me for being pure, kind and morally noble?

Chen Banxian became furious after hearing this! Not being used to it, he pulled out the sword spirit from behind.

"Scold me!"

Sword Spirit:? ? ?

"Ah I?"

"What? Don't you usually like to curse people the most?"

Chen Banxian felt angry. At the critical moment, why didn't this broken sword just get used up?

"Brother, why don't you take a look at who are you chasing?"

The sword spirit had a bitter look on his face: "That's the Great Power, that's the Great Cultivator of the Immortal Platform, that one is at least on the second step of the Immortal Platform and has reached the seventh or eighth small step."

"You asked me to scold you, and you will be beaten to death later. Let me fall into their hands, and you will not be tortured until you are like a sword!"

Chen Banxian frowned: "So are you scared?"

"Coward?" The sword spirit couldn't hear this word the most, so he cursed and wrapped himself in a layer of cloth.

"I'm wearing a mask!"

He was wrapped in thick cloth so that he could not see the appearance of a sword, and he even made an extra tail to confuse others.

Then, the sword came close to the horn and opened its mouth.

"The turtle grandson who is chasing me behind, yes, I am talking about you. I am a seven-foot man, but you are a three-foot bean! Chasing after you..."

"Can you chase me, Fang Ping? Is your bride price enough for you to chase me? If you have the ability, show me and prove your strength?"

"There's not a penny under your crotch, and there's not a penny in your bag. It's as empty as your bed!

No woman! ! ! "

"And that mother, who has a crooked appearance and is still a virgin after hundreds of years. You are not a clean person, you are pure and no one wants you...

Chen Banxian piloted the Night Owl fighter and looked at the sword spirit in surprise.

I haven’t seen him for a while, and this guy actually went to study!

The number of curse words has been greatly reduced, and it has evolved from superficial insults to personal insults. It is also good at using contrasts to make people unable to stop listening, and even others feel confused.

"Ah! You little thief has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I'm going to tear you apart!"

The speed of the powerful figure suddenly increased, almost reaching sub-light speed with his physical body, constantly eroding the space and constantly suppressing Chen Banxian's escape direction.

"Damn it, I'm so fucking horny!"

The sword spirit shut up for an instant, then clattered down in the corner, pretending to be an ordinary sword.

"Boy, I'm just a piece of scrap metal. You've never seen me. Please wish yourself well!"

He was not optimistic about Chen Banxian, thinking that he was now unable to escape and was destined to be caught up.

Because the powerful figure behind him was too terrifying, his cultivation was tyrannical, and his realm was far beyond Chen Banxian's limit.

If the Night Owl fighter jets weren't really powerful and used the "Tailwind" technology of the dark matter space, they might have been slapped to death as soon as they showed up.

"I just came back to get what belongs to me, why are you so unlucky!"

Chen Banxian hated him to death. Didn't he just suck a few breaths of essence from this world? As for being hunted down like this?

"No, something's wrong!"

Suddenly, a flash of clarity flashed through his heart, and he had a clear understanding.

"Tianxin mark?"

He suddenly looked at the sky. It was impossible for him to provoke so many strong men just by practicing casually.

Moreover, the amount of energy he absorbed seemed to be a lot, but it was extremely insignificant in the entire Eastern Wasteland.

The only explanation is that he wants to take away the imperial jar.

This treasure originally belonged to this world, containing luck and the essence of an emperor's corpse, and played a vital role in the timeline.

But he and the sword master designed it to use the way of heaven to change the plot.

The current pursuit may not be a coincidence.

It is caused by the heavenly laws of this world.

"MD, bullying the outsiders is nothing!"

Chen Banxian felt aggrieved. What happened to the foreign population? Can outsiders not live in your world?

If we don’t engage in reform and opening up, no wonder we will be turbulent in darkness and purged over time!

With a dark face, he kept running away, but the man behind him was getting closer and closer.

At this moment, a fat man suddenly came from one side and yelled "Ula-ha-ha".

He controlled something unknown, a black disc that looked like a sheet, and when he waved his hand, another piece of incomprehensible lines appeared.

Almost at the same time, the sky covered with lines became murderous, and the terrifying energy seemed to be about to chop down the stars in the sky!

Many of the powerful men following him were accidentally attacked and some of them were killed. The fastest one also suffered heavy damage!

If it weren't for the high quality of the holy weapon he was wearing, he might have shed blood.

"Imperial Formation?" The powerful man didn't dare to pursue him anymore. He noticed some clues and his face turned pale.

Even the powerful ones almost died, let alone the Night Owl fighter. It shattered in an instant. At the critical moment, Chen Banxian turned back in time with a pale face.

He broke into a cold sweat.

Appeared, the usual old Yin ratio of Zhetian World, big pit! Sinkhole!

The fat man was also surprised: "Hey, I was not killed by grandpa. I escaped."

He threw another object from his body. It was very broken and seemed to be a corner of some kind of sacrificial bronze vessel.

But the appearance of this thing has terrifying power, spreading a desperate murderous secret, almost burying the world.

Chen Banxian cheated again, evaded in advance, and missed death twice in a row, which made him feel emotional.

"Damn fat man! Can you go away!"

Chen Banxian complained endlessly and narrowly avoided another attack from the opponent.

"You dare to fight with me in the same realm!" He yelled angrily: "What's the point of bullying a small one with a big one? In the same realm, labor and management will give you both hands and feet! I'll beat you to death with Di'ao!"

"What does it mean to bully the small with the big?"

The fat man was approaching quickly, with a lot of beaded jewelry hanging on his body.

He had an honest smile on his face: "The virtuous will live in the treasure. Brother, give me the treasure and I will help you lure them away."

"What a coincidence, I am the virtuous person!" Chen Banxian raised the sword spirit. The word "virtue" on it was very eye-catching!

"You'd better retreat quickly. Thank you for your kindness. You don't have to escort me."

This move shocked the fat man. Who among the serious people carries a sword of virtue?

Then his expression changed: "Little brother, listen to me. If you can't keep this treasure, there will be huge consequences. You should give it to me quickly and I will keep it for you. You will bear the consequences."

"Brother, I will help you erase the cause and effect and eliminate the invisible crisis before returning it to you. I promise not to touch you even a little bit more."

"I believe you are evil!"

Chen Banxian couldn't help looking at this talkative guy. He opened the corner of the fighter plane and the boat flew out with a bang.

The boat was so fast that it could no longer be described as speed, and it hit the fat man hard on the head.

"Ouch!"

The fat man screamed, and the distance between the two suddenly widened.

He was so angry that he shouted: "Grandma, sneak attack on me, Master Dao. If Master Dao doesn't show you his true skills today, you still think that Master Dao is a fool!"

He didn't know how to move the disc-shaped object under him, and his speed suddenly increased.

He caught up with the fighter plane almost in the blink of an eye, but he was not willing to crash the treasure, and instead advanced in parallel with Chen Banxian.

"Boy, give up the treasure quickly or grandpa will come in!"

"If you dare, just kill him, no matter how hard you try!"

Chen Banxian wished he was not on Earth, otherwise he would give the opponent some big mouths with his backhand.

"Hey, Master Tao must let you have a long experience today!"

The fat man drove Hei Buliuqiu's plate closer and actually squeezed into the Night Owl fighter.

Looking at the various sophisticated instruments around him, Fatty was surprised.

"What a strange and responsible energy circuit. What kind of formation is this that gives this magical weapon the speed of a great holy soldier?"

He clicked his tongue in surprise and didn't care at all about Chen Banxian's expression as if he had eaten a fly.

"piu~piu~"

The sword spirit quietly moved to Chen Banxian's feet.

He reminded in a low voice: "The fifth level should be the cultivation of dragon transformation. It is not as scary as it seems on the surface."

Only Hualong?

Recalling that the opponent almost killed a powerful man before, but still had the powerful emperor's weapon in his hand, his eyes were vaguely questioning.

"you sure?"

The sword spirit's face was filled with anger: "You can question my current strength, but you can't question my vision!"

"Only the fifth realm?"

At this time, Chen Banxian's eyes moved and he was no longer too wary.

"If you leave, I will give you this magic weapon, how about it?"

"Send it to me? You believe me, I don't even believe this."

The fat man folded his hands so that he could look at him calmly: "Don't blame Master Dao for being cruel. If you jump out now, I don't have to kill you."

He was so kind and willing to let me live.

Chen Banxian sighed and approached slowly.

The fat man noticed something was wrong with him, but he was not nervous.

"Want to get closer to a surprise attack?"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death. You are a little monk who is only in the Four Extremes realm, but you dare to attack me. I really don't know whether you have eaten the heart of a bear or the courage of a leopard. Please note that I wave my hand and...

Chen Banxian suddenly took action!

"Ouch!"

The fat man screamed, and the left side of his cheek bulged. He covered his face and took several steps back: "You really dare to take action against me?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you if I sneeze?"

Chen Banxian takes action again!

"Oh, I'll go!" The fat man said angrily: "Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

At this moment, the sword spirit quietly touched behind him and launched a sneak attack with his sword.

A straight chop to the back of the head.

The back of the fat man's head made a sound of gold and iron clashing, and he was knocked unconscious without saying a word and fell to the ground.

"so hard!"

There are some cracks on the sword spirit's body, which are being repaired slowly.

"TMD, what kind of broken head is this? It's so hard. Master Jian, I have never seen anyone so difficult to cut."

He must have gone all out to use some abnormal and very secretive methods.

He checked the wound: "There's something wrong with this thing. It was knocked unconscious by being smashed, not by me. Leave the fighter plane quickly to avoid causing trouble."

He lifted up the collar on his back and found that it couldn't move.

"This dress is also a treasure!"

The sword spirit found a bright spot.

He quickly tapped other things on the fat man's body and found that it was not easy.

"This seems to be an imitation of the Great Holy Soldier. It has decayed and can be used again."

"This bead is not simple. It has an imperial power on it. No, it's not imperial power. It's not that feeling. It should be a pendant on the quasi-emperor's weapon. It has been infected by a trace of magic after being exposed to it for a long time."

"Boy, put this mirror away quickly. There seems to be a special formation inside. Once activated, it can save your life."

"There is also this rope. Although it is about to break, the power on it is not weak. It can restrain the first-level powerhouse of Xiantai. It is amazing, amazing."

The sword spirit kept rummaging around and soon stripped the fat man naked, even his shorts.

"This turns out to be a storage treasure. Hey, it's so secret, but if you have to dig it out from inside, the fat man will be in trouble!"

Chen Banxian found a pair of gloves and took them out himself.

But he soon discovered that he couldn't open it. The pants had a formation set up and couldn't be opened without the correct secret command.

"What is this fat man's background?"