The old man turned around and ignored these bandits.

"Old man! Are you tired of living?"

The bandit leader was furious.

Being ignored by an old beggar is simply unbearable.

The bandits were furious and planned to tear the old man who was ignorant of life and death.

Who knew, the moment the old man turned around.

There was no fluctuation of power, and a wisp of spiritual consciousness turned into a golden flying sword.

Silently, passing through the minds of the bandits.

There were more than ten bandits in total, retaining their angry appearance.

Just stand still.

Although the body still has strong qi and blood.

But the brain has stopped thinking.

Among the Feng Ling Realm team, Ling Yi had a smile on his lips.

"What's wrong? Boy Yi!"

Tu Tu took out a chicken leg and sat on the dragon throne with Ling Yi.

"I'm thinking about the old man just now."

Ling Yi replied with a smile.

Ling Yi and Mausu were sitting on the dragon throne at this moment.

He occupied the position that originally belonged to Emperor Feng Ling.

Emperor Feng Ling could only ride a mount and follow behind.

Losing the power of the original lord of the domain.

"What's wrong with the old man just now?"

The slaughter was a little confused.

"You think, if you are a real ordinary old man.

He was hit by a powerful man who was close to the True Lord.

But he just vomits blood, and can run or jump.

Do you think it's possible?"

Ling Yi said with a smile.

After Ling Yi's instructions, Tu Tu suddenly realized.

"You mean, this old man is a master?

Even a master of the level of Venerable Venerable Nie Yun.

It is also difficult to be completely like an ordinary person.

This old man is not simple!”

After all, Mausou was born with a saint in prehistoric times. After thinking a little, he understood a lot.

This old man is really not simple.

I'm afraid that true strength is enough to shock the world.

"However, it is also possible that Yang Fan did not take full advantage of his efforts.

He just wanted to kill an ordinary person.

After all, this kind of playboy is also extremely perverted in his heart."

Tu Tu thought for a while, then spoke again.

In any case, it is difficult to associate the old beggar with a warrior who is stronger than Venerable Nie Yun, such a Venerable Earth.

"No! Although this person disguised as an old beggar.

However, the acting skills are really poor.

If it is a poor family, I am afraid that I will be ecstatic and then afraid.

Because the most tragic thing in the world is that it is not able to protect wealth.

An ordinary man is innocent, but a treasure is guilty. How can an elderly refugee not know?

This old man was interesting. Without saying a word, he put away the medium-grade spirit stone.

Haha, it means that this person is a natural superior and does not understand the sufferings of the people at all."

Ling Yi said with a slightly bitter smile.

For Ling Yi, he has survived in the most barren War Heaven dynasty in the Northern Wilderness since childhood.

I know the sorrow and thoughts of such refugees best.

In addition, he has experienced a war on the Nine Palace Demon Mountain.

Ling Yi can be said to empathize with the sufferings of the people.

When he was in Longsui City, Ling Yi often disguised himself and went deep into the people.

After listening to Ling Yi's analysis, Mausou was a little impressed.

As Ling Yi grows older, his thinking becomes more and more meticulous.

It can be said that since the battle in Longsui City, Ling Yi has become more and more mature.

To this day, even if it is a slaughter, sometimes, it is not as far-reaching as Ling Yi.

"What is this person's purpose?"

Tu Tu bit the chicken leg hard and then asked again.

"I don't know, but the only thing that is certain is.

This person has no malicious intentions...

With this person's strength, if he really has malicious intentions, he is afraid that he can kill me easily!"

A hint of fear appeared in Ling Yi's eyes.

Soon, led by the people in the Feng Ling Realm, Ling Yi and his group arrived at the thousand-acre spiritual field in the Feng Ling Realm.

Ling Yi looked around and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

Thousand acres of spiritual fields are covered with broken branches and debris.

The corpses of countless warriors in the Wind Spirit Realm were not covered with flesh and blood.

Among them, there are some skins that fall from locusts.

Judging from its size, it is a size of one person.

Even Tushu, an old monster who has survived for nine million years, felt his scalp numb.

On its face, fat meat kept beating.

The scene in front of me is really too tragic!

"Is this...Flying Spirit Locust?"

Ling Yi saw the skin of the locusts.

He asked Emperor Feng Ling.

"Yes! The eldest young master has good eyesight."

Emperor Feng Ling replied with a flattery in a timely manner.

"Flying Spirit Locust! What a good guy, the adult Flying Spirit Locust, even the most ordinary one, can kill the half-step true master! But he is full of treasures!"

"Its external armor can be made into armor, and mouthparts can be made into weapons.

Its flesh and blood essence can be used to refine alchemy.

The texture is excellent. Judging from the number of damaged spiritual fields, I am afraid that there are a lot of flying spirit locusts.

Brother, if we all kill, we will be transported back to the Nie Alliance.

We're going to get rich!"

When the wealthy fan Nie Feng heard the four words "Flying Heavenly Spirit Locust", he immediately turned his eyebrows and rubbed his hands.

Ling Yi snorted coldly, gave Nie Feng a blank look, and said:

"I'm afraid that this wealth can't be obtained by you just thinking about it!

You think beautifully, but some people will not agree!”
To be continued...