Chapter 943 (2/2)

”Fengjiu, what is the cultivation of this old product?” Duanye approached him and asked.

”The golden elixir peak.” She squinted and said with a smile.

On hearing this, the corners of his mouth twitched. As he said earlier that he couldn't beat the golden elixir, he was given a golden elixir. How could he be so unlucky?

Feng Jiu seemed to know his mind, patted his shoulder, and said with a pair of eyes with a smile: ”it's OK. I can't beat you!”

”You said it wasn't long before you entered the golden elixir. The cultivation in the early stage of the golden elixir was able to cope with the peak of the golden elixir?” He said in a low voice, looked at him and sighed: ”OK, if we can't find it, we can run!”

”What are you muttering about? Yes? Scared? Ha ha ha! Get them! Take it back and clean it up! ” The Jindan friar, who was injured by the eight star flywheel of duanye, drank hard. As soon as the voice fell, a dozen strong men around him rushed forward to surround them.

”Hum! Look for death

Duanye snorted coldly, and his hand moved. The eight star flywheel turned into a light in his hand. He threw the flywheel out in a moment. The flywheel whimpered with a sharp breath and scratched toward the necks of the monks who were surrounded by it.

For a while, I saw the cold light passing by. At the same time, a scream came out. Blood splashed down on the ground. The strong men who surrounded them fell to the ground and died before they met them.

It's also true that the friars of the first rank of the great spirit Master must have been killed as soon as he made a move against Fu Zuoji's peak.

The fat man saw this, patted his stomach hand slightly, and his sight fell on the body of duanye.