This Fairy Is A Bit Cheap

The sky is clear.

A black eagle flashed past at an altitude of 2,000 meters.

A man was standing on the eagle's back at this time.

With his arms behind his back and his feet on an eagle, he watched the beautiful scenery of Kyushu.

Feeling the thinner aura in the sky made his mood clearer and brighter.

Enjoying the washing of the sunshine in the summer of Kyushu Kingdom, the bloodthirsty scars of the cultivation world were washed away, and the worries of pursuing martial arts in the fairy world were forgotten.

"Sure enough, life on Earth is the most free. You don't have to think hard every day about where to go to find treasures and enter secret realms to improve your strength, and you don't have to practice hard every day to avoid the enemy's pursuit."

"I just don't know how long such a peaceful life can last." Ye Bufan sighed.

In fact, since Ye Bufan returned to Earth, he first killed Wang Tianlai of the Xichuan Dragon Group, and then killed the main personnel of the three major families on Mount Qingcheng, and then killed the stewards of the Tiandao League, and then went to today's trip to the mountain city.

His life is not at all peaceful in the eyes of outsiders.

But for the Immortal Emperor Supreme Ye Bufan himself, all these things he did were effortless, compared to the life-and-death struggle between the immortal world and monks of the same or higher cultivation level in the cultivation world.

These experiences on earth are simply not worth mentioning. So he felt that his life was very peaceful!

As the saying goes, you cannot use your own assets to measure the wealth of capitalists.

"Little Mo, don't go back to Taisui Mountain, just fly in the sky like this. I haven't toured the earth for a long time."

It was more than 5,000 years ago when I last toured the earth. The original architectural style and the current architectural style are naturally different. On a whim, Ye Bufan wanted to go on an eagle parade.

"Then I'll keep flying westward." Xiao Mo said.

"random."

"Lingling, can you feel what the boss is doing?"

In the chaotic space, Gong Mengxuan hugged the palm-sized elf and asked Lingling.

"The boss is traveling with little Mo big brother in the sky."

"Travel? Where to travel?"

"I don't know about this. I can only feel a very close distance. If it is too far away, I can't feel it. If it is in the chaotic space, I can feel it anywhere. Outside this chaotic space, it is not under my control." .” Lingling muttered.

"I just realized that you are quite inky sometimes."

"never

It's ink blots, it's called earnestness. " Lingling broke free from Gong Mengxuan's embrace, then pouted.

Gong Mengxuan hugged Lingling again, then touched the dog's tail grass on Lingling's head and said, "Yes, you are serious, sister is wrong, Lingling, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry, sister Xuan, do you want to go out?"

"Don't go out, I'm only in the middle stage of the master now, and I plan to practice until I reach Wuzong before I go out. Either I will be too embarrassing for my ancestors."

"Then you practice, I went to play with Brother Kun and them."

"go Go."

...

Not far from the foot of Kunlun Mountain, deep in a dense forest.

At this time, the two forces were confronting each other, and most of the fighters on one side had been injured, while the side with more people on the other side seemed to be unscathed.

"Aren't you people from Longhu Mountain too much? This is Kunlun Mountain, and this bone flower was first discovered by my disciples of the Wangu Sect." The injured disciple of the Wangu Sect shouted.

"How dare you mention Kunlun Mountain? This Kunlun Mountain has been a holy place for cultivation since ancient times. Your Wangumen has occupied it for more than 5,000 years, but you bred you waste." The leading disciple of Longhumen said.

"That is, your Wangumen occupies the best mountain in the Kunlun Mountains in the western part of the Kyushu Kingdom, but you don't even have a Martial God. Now you have become a third-rate sect." Another disciple of the Longhumen said.

"The head of our sect is Emperor Wu. He is just busy with cultivation and rarely shows up." The leader of the Wangu sect said angrily.

"Fart, I think your suzerain is dead, right? Your sect is afraid that the news will be announced, and your Kunlun Mountain will not be able to hold it. Therefore, you should hide the news." The leading disciple of Longhumen said.

"Damn it, you dare to insult my sect leader. Junior brothers, we will fight."

As soon as the words fell, the two waves of warriors fought together again.

Ye Bufan in the air has long been attracted by the breath fluctuation here. Watching their fight right now.

"I didn't expect to fly to Kunlun Mountain unknowingly." Ye Bufan sighed.

boom!

The leading disciple of Taisui Mountain was kicked away by the leading disciple of Longhumen.

"Damn it! You are bullying too much."

"Hehe, in the world of martial arts, the strong are respected. It's because you are not good at cultivation."

"Go away, we took this raw bone flower away." The man waved his hand and said to the people of Wangumen.

"This is a fourth-order spirit grass bone flower

, can refine fourth-grade raw bone pills, and can treat injuries of warriors below the Wuzong realm. Allow injured bones to heal quickly. "Ye Bufan suddenly appeared in the middle of the two waves of warriors, and said calmly.

"Oh, could it be that Your Excellency also wants this bone flower?" The leading disciple of Longhushan shook the bone flower in his hand, looked at Ye Bufan who suddenly appeared and laughed meanly.

"Don't dare, I just appeared out of the blue to explain." Ye Bufan said with a smile.

"Then you're done explaining, you can go."

"No, you guys are the ones who got away, but you have to stay with the bone flower."

"Hehe, are you sure?" Longhushan's leading disciple asked cheaply.

"I'm pretty sure!" Ye Bufan struck directly, only to see that he disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, a bone flower had already appeared on the palm of his hand.

The man from Longhu Mountain who was looking at the leader was already embedded in a big tree, panting heavily, unable to speak even if he wanted to curse.

"Can you get out now?" Ye Bufan looked at the other disciples of Longhushan and said.

Those disciples saw that their most powerful senior brother from the outer sect had been instantly killed, so naturally they didn't dare to say too much, so they went to the tree to dig out their senior brother, and helped him leave quickly.

"Here!" Ye Bufan turned around and threw the raw bone flower into the hands of the leader of the Wangu Gate. Then it disappeared.

"Thank you, Your Excellency. I don't know what your name is?" the man asked, but Ye Bufan was no longer in sight.

"Gong Mengxuan's friend." Ye Bufan's voice suddenly appeared.

"Gong Mengxuan?"

"Who is that? Do you know?" the leader asked.

"It seems to belong to our sect, I have heard of it."

"It seems to be the little apprentice of the Ninth Elder, who usually practices alone on Miejue Peak." One of them said.

"Senior brother, let's go back to the sect to hand in the mission quickly, so as not to cause trouble again."

"Junior Brother Liu is right, let's go."

Ye Bufan, who was back on Xiaomo, had nothing to do at the moment. Then he took out the Heavenly Demon Knife and observed it carefully.

"I don't know what this knife is called." Ye Bufan muttered.

Then he began to release magic power to cultivate the sword.

"Hey, my cultivation level is still too low now. How long will I have to cultivate?" After Ye Bufan released the magic energy for a quarter of an hour, he felt that the magic power in the magic sea was about to be exhausted.

"I... am... the god... the devil... the sword."