Before this moment, Chen Yang originally thought that the natal talisman and the crystal silk sword energy were more threatening.

Now it seems that this elixir stone is the most wonderful among the three treasures.

Chen Yang nodded secretly: "With this pill stone, crystal silk sword energy, natal talisman, and the trinity of spiritual power channels, these three people can really make people who look down on them eat the boss's

deficit."

Chen Yang asked himself, before seeing this scene, if he was asked to fight against these three people, he would inevitably be careless and capsize.

While he was frightened, he suddenly remembered the name Qiu Jiansheng had spoken slippingly before:

"Are there three evils in Sishui?"

"Well, it is indeed a bit fierce."

While Chen Yang was sighing with emotion, the first three people disconnected the spiritual power channel and ended the healing session.

"Gulu~"

Mo Buchou swallowed the elixir back again.

"Pfft~"

Qiu Jiansheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the fragments of the broken iron sword on the ground flew up again, covering the crystal silk sword energy, and re-condensed into the shape of an inconspicuous iron sword, with streaks of blood dripping into it.

Chen Yang glanced at this scene and realized how he had been deceived by Qiu Jiansheng's blood refining. What a thing he dared to do with his blood refining.

Finally, there is Huang Fuzi.

His movements were much simpler. He casually pulled off a talisman from his clothes and without looking at what it was, he just stuck the talisman on it.

The natal talisman is like a baby lying in its mother's arms, sinking instantly, making no sound, and all fluctuations have subsided.

The three of them turned into ordinary, harmless cultivators with low level of cultivation.

Chen Yang looked at this scene, and there was only one thought in his heart, which came out uncontrollably: "You guys are pockmarked. If you don't call them pockmarked, you are calling them a rip-off!"

The three of them didn't know that the casual cultivator had been named a cheater and sat down on the futon again.

It was better for Mo Buchou to speak first: "Second brother, third brother, what do you say? Are we going or staying?"

Qiu Jiansheng looked at Huang Fuzi simply.

Huang Fuzi closed his eyes slightly, opened his mouth again, and spit out two words:

"Chen Yang!"

He opened his eyes again, smiled and said: "Our Junior Brother Chen, although he has an unabashed sect style, he can also be said to be generous and has no intention of looking down on us casual cultivators."

"Looking at his behavior, he doesn't look like the last special envoy. He looks like a devil at first glance."

Mo Buchou interjected: "What does third brother mean? Can we contact you?"

"No!"

Huang Fuzi flatly denied: "On the contrary, we should keep a respectful distance."

For someone who doesn't look like a demon to be able to stand out and take on important responsibilities can only show that he is stronger than he appears.

God knows what kind of trump card such a person has, and we cannot afford to offend him.

If Chen Yang hadn't been here in person, he would have rolled his eyes.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Who better than the three of you can pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?"

"Whose trump card is scarier than yours?"

Mo Buchou said impatiently: "Third brother, do you mean to leave?"

Huang Fuzi once again said firmly: "No!"

"We stay!"

"But, we are just insignificant, insignificant little casual cultivators."

"Give them clues and let Junior Brother Chen fight with Young Master Yu."

"No matter who wins or loses, they must ignore us."

"We will take advantage of this opportunity to take back our inheritance and fly far away."
Chapter completed!