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Ouyang Xiaotian shook his head subconsciously, indicating that he refused.

He didn't even bother to pass on the sound transmission.

Fang Laomo was too weird in the Tianyuan Secret Realm. Instead of taking risks now, it would be better to wait until he left the Tianyuan Secret Realm and invite the monks of the Transformation Stage of the Shengtian Pavilion to cull Fang Qi. The chances of winning would be better.

As for now, it's better to be a little more cowardly, there is no need to completely offend Fang Qi at this time... Otherwise, I don't know how to die.

Recalling from entering the Tianyuan Secret Realm to the end of the journey... Ouyang Xiaotian didn't seem to have done anything, and he seemed to be in a state of confusion all the time.

It seems to have been spent in the process of chasing and killing Fang Qi all the time.

But what about killing so far? He is still standing in front of you intact, but he was almost buried in the belly of those soul-eating ants.

The more than 20 Nascent Soul stage monks in Shengtian Pavilion had a bright future, and they all possessed the aptitude to be promoted to the Transformation Stage, and now only one of them died.

Is it Ouyang Xiaotian's fault?

Ouyang Xiaotian couldn't say it well either, he just sighed helplessly, if he hadn't been too eager for quick success at the beginning, why did this happen?

Also, in the place where the dragon ginseng fruit was ripe... no one discovered how the dragon ginseng fruit disappeared...

Although he was angry and annoyed at the time, in fact, it passed after this momentum. At that time, he didn't know which bastard pointed out that Fang Qi had stolen the dragon ginseng fruit.

After that, it will be his arduous journey of unswervingly chasing and killing Fang Qi.

What I got in the end was nothing but bruises all over my body.

The initial madness and persistence have been diluted by time.

Ouyang Xiaotian feels very tired now, only after experiencing a great life and death will he have such a great understanding!

"Trash! The mud can't support the wall!"

Nie Feng insulted Ouyang Xiaotian through voice transmission, Ouyang Xiaotian heard it, and actually smiled and didn't care.

If you scold, you can scold. If I, Ouyang Xiaotian, care about it, I will lose.

"Three disasters, how about we become old devil Fang together? The dragon ginseng fruit is mine, and I don't want any other treasures on old devil Fang, all of them are yours!"

"You know, Fang Laomo's current net worth is at least tens of billions of spirit stones. Are you not tempted? And... you are willing to let so many elite monks from your robbery sect die without a place to die?"

Seeing that Ouyang Xiaotian didn't ignore him, Nie Feng focused on Jie Sannan again.

In the last wave of soul-eating ants, the ones who will suffer the most will belong to the Jiedao faction.

Before the arrival of the soul-eating ants, there were still more than 20 Nascent Soul stage monks sitting in the Jiedao Sect, and the power can be said to be very strong.

But at this moment, everything is ruined, nothing is left, and the young elite monks of the Jiedao Sect have been wiped out!

Is Jiesan hard to hate? Of course he hates it!

He can't wait to crush Fang Qi to ashes, he can't wait to cut him into pieces...

But hate...and lust are two different things.

Tribulation Sannan's desire for dragon ginseng fruit is not that strong, and his desire for these spiritual stone treasures is also average...

He is the young master of the Jiedao faction... The Jiedao faction has always been good at blocking roads and robbing... So the Jiedao faction cannot be said to be the most powerful, but it is definitely the richest.

As the young master of Jie Dao Sect, Jie San Nan really doesn't think much of this spirit stone.

For him, after going through so much, it's not easy to save his life, why are you still making trouble? Toss what toss? You want to die, but I don't want to!