Mr. Tang could survive in this world of immortal cultivation without any help but rely on his strength. At this time, when he saw that the monks could not approach the top of the Black Flame Mountain, he noticed that many eyes fell on him with calculating, so he quietly retreated with Dabai.

"I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist?" When he noticed that the old man took his pet to the side, a monk walked forward with a smile, reached out and buckled his shoulder, trying to hold him first.

Old Tang was prepared first, and after all, he was a Jindan monk and had a quick response. He sideways and avoided it. At the same time, he also raised his energy and rushed to the back, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist speaks when he speaks, why are you still touching your feet?"

The monk grabbed Huo, his expression changed and his voice was fierce: "Why should fellow Taoist ask clearly? Those who know the appearance should cooperate obediently, so as not to suffer from physical pain!"

"Haha, old man, I don't know anything, so how can I cooperate with you!" Old Tang said with a smile. Seeing several monks around him surrounding him, he stopped retreating, but stood still.

When several monks who were surrounding him did not retreat, they snorted coldly. One of them reached out to grab him again, trying to control him first.

When the people from other teams around saw this scene, their expressions moved slightly, but no one helped them, just watching the fun. When they saw that the monk at the peak of the Golden Pill, they thought that the old man would fall into the hands of the monk this time. Unexpectedly, the smiling old man flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant, swept to one side, and easily avoided it.

“Huh?”

Many people made a surprised sound when they saw the old man's strange body movement. Except for some people who still put their attention on the little monk halfway up the mountain, most of them put their attention on the old man.

Just now, the body movement was as fast as the wind, as fast as the shadow, and as flashing as invisible, making people unable to capture his figure. Such a body movement was not something that ordinary people had.

"Catch him!" The peak Jindan monk couldn't catch it, so he shouted immediately and asked the people below to surround him.

"Yes!" The people from the same team responded and quickly surrounded and approached Mr. Tang.

"Everyone, I have something to say!" Old Tang looked at them with a smile while rubbing his beard. Seeing them approaching, his figure moved again, and he flew past the few people to avoid them.

He didn't have this kind of bodywork in the past, but after advancement, Ning Yatou said that he had to practice the skill of running away to save his life first. So some time ago, when the two were collecting herbs in the forest, she personally taught him this set of Feng Wuying. When encountering a critical moment, perhaps this set of bodywork can save his life, but she didn't expect to use it now.

After Tang Ning picked the spiritual medicines halfway up the mountain, he saw the following Jindan monks and a group of foundation-building monks besieging her grandfather. Her eyes turned cold and she snorted heavily as she swept down.

The heavy hum contained a powerful pressure, spreading around her as the center. She landed gracefully and happened to beside her grandfather. With her arrival, the famous monks who were besieging and chasing also stopped at this moment.

"Little monk, hand over the flame black Ganoderma lucidum!"
Chapter completed!