As soon as Uncle Master said, Bao Xiaolou's face immediately became cold.

Bao Xiaolou has seen many self-righteous Nascent Soul, and he has even encountered countless experts who want to challenge him as the first in the Thousand Infant List.

Apart from Ning Yu a hundred years ago, Bao Xiaolou's position at the top of the Qianying List has never changed, and those who challenge him have no good ending.

"What are you? You are my uncle, you are not qualified yet!" Bao Xiaolou shouted in a cold tone, his eyes shining coldly, and everyone could feel the anger of the top of the list.

"Rufeng, come here and dare to deceive the elders of the sect. Are you itchy?" Xu Yan looked at Zhao Rufeng and shouted coldly: "I am not the same as you at all, am I not qualified to hear it?"

When Xu Yan and Bao Xiaolou were in the middle, Zhao Rufeng was sandwiched in the middle. The genius of the Earth Sword Sect looked at Bao Xiaolou helplessly and said, "Senior Brother Bao, this is the closed disciple of the Great Elder of the Earth Sword Sect, the junior uncle of the Yuanying Elders of the Earth Sword Sect, and the sect leader also calls himself a junior."

"Hongzhi's closed disciple!" Bao Xiaolou obviously had never heard of Xu Yan's reputation. After hearing this, he frowned and pondered without saying a word.

If he was really Hongzhi's closed disciple, Bao Xiaolou would indeed call him uncle. The three major sects belong to the Sword King Hall, and this generation would be impossible to make a mistake.

"Xu Yan, right? I'm lucky. If you are interested, come to see me in Qianying. Then we will have a good conversation as long as you dare."

Bao Xiaolou sneered, looked at Xu Yan, then flew over to the tiger king bee, nodded to Xuanyuan Xue, and flew away from Cangming Mountain without saying hello.

The masters of the Yuanying of the Tianjian Sect who followed Bao Xiaolou also drove away with magic weapons and chased Bao Xiaolou.

"What arrogance? Isn't it just a bastard? Even his bloodline is not pure. I really don't know where his pride comes from." After Bao Xiaolou flew away, Zhen Wuming's low voice rang.

People ignored him, the fourth place in the Thousand Infant List, and Zhen Wuming would not go up to curry favor with Bao Xiaolou. After the other party walked away, he whispered this vicious words.

No one else could hear clearly, but Xu Yan's hearing was very strong. Looking back at Zhen Wuming's eyes, he couldn't help but be full of admiration, as if he had met a confidant.

"Bao Xiaolou is indeed a bastard, it's best to be with you, a bitch." Xu Yan didn't say a voice, but a voice sounded in Zhen Wuming's ear, making Zhen Wuming's face turn blue.

"We will leave too. The Anti-Sword Alliance will never give up. Since they are going to start a war, our Sword King Hall will continue!" Zhen Wuming ignored Xu Yan, issued an order, and the Nascent Soul Cultivators who followed him nodded one after another.

This time, the trap of the Rebirth Cave swallowed dozens of Nascent Soul masters from the Sword King Hall, and more of the golden elixirs died in it. This was just a killing. There must be countless disciples of the Sword King Hall who died in the Rebirth Cave in the past few months.

Although the trap was broken, the fuse had been ignited. The Anti-Sword Alliance was so cruel that the Sword King Palace would not sit idly by. I am afraid that it would not take long to bring about a bloody storm that would cover the territory of the territory.

"Brother Wuming stayed."

Xu Yan stopped Zhen Wuming and said, "There are many golden elixirs that admire Brother Wuming, especially women. Now those women are dying and about to die. Brother Wuming turns a blind eye? Miss Xiaoling may not be able to live long. Don't you want to save her life?"

As he said that, Xu Yan pointed to one of the hundreds of burnt figures outside the cave of rebirth. At this time, Hua Xiaoling was fainted and awake sometimes, almost on the verge of life and death. In fact, it was not only her, but also all the burnt monks were about to die.

The injury was too serious, the cracked body was so severely damaged that these Jindan monks were just relying on their cultivation and the power of Jindan. Once this breath dissipated, people would be dead and even Jindan could not escape.

"I can't save such an injury."

Zhen Wuming's face darkened and said, "You should know the value of the best spiritual pill. Every pill that reaches the best spiritual pill is no less than a top-grade magic weapon. The life of a golden elixir monk is not worth a top-grade magic weapon."

Zhen Wuming made it clear that a top-grade spiritual pill is almost half a life for a Nascent Soul cultivator, and even a powerful god-transforming person attaches great importance to it.

How could such a precious spiritual pill be saved by a Jindan monk?

Moreover, Zhen Wuming and Hua Xiaoling are inseparable from each other, and they don’t even touch their bodies. How could Zhen Wuming take out the best spiritual pill to save people?

Although he has a high level of cultivation, he is ranked fourth in the Thousand Infants List, and Zhen Wuming's top-grade spiritual pill is only one, which is similar to Xuanyuan Xue.

Whether it is the Xuanyuan family on Ancient Baidao or the Human Sword Sect in Xizhou, the number of top-grade spiritual pills is the rarest resource.

"Don't you like Hua Xiaoling very much? The hero you tried so hard to save beauty was to win the hearts of others? Now the opportunity has come. As long as you save her, she will definitely promise her. Isn't such an opportunity you have been looking forward to for a long time?"

Xu Yan frowned and said, "He does not have the best spiritual pill, and he cannot use the goodness of Hua Xiaoling, so he can only place the opportunity to rescue Hua Xiaoling on Zhen Wuming."

"Please give me your body? Ha!"

Zhen Wuming looked at the burnt figures in the distance with contempt and said, "I only heard that the beauties are like flowers and blooming gorgeously, but I have never heard that the beauties are like charcoal and burned into black ash. Do you really think that those burnt things are beauties one by one? What is the use of such a beauties besides being disgusting?"

Zhen Wuming's words were too damn. I don't know why he hated the burnt female cultivators so much. The others frowned slightly, but no one refuted anything. Even Ding Wumu actually thought so.

Although he couldn't see it, he could sense that the burnt women could no longer survive and could undoubtedly die.

Ding Wumei, who had no choice but to speak, did not stay for a long time, and left alone. The Nascent Souls from other parties said goodbye to each other and left Cangming Mountain.

The anti-sword alliance must be informed of the sect as soon as possible, so these cultivators dare not stay for a long time, and involve the war between the two major forces in the domain. Not to mention the Nascent Soul, they dare not neglect even if they transform into gods.

Zhen Wuming looked at the burnt figures, shook his head and sighed in a pretentious manner, preparing to take people away.

I don’t know if I heard Zhen Wuming’s saying that beauty is like a flower and beauty is like charcoal. Hua Xiaoling, who was burnt and dying, had a drop of tears rolled down her dry eyes. Then she crawled into the cave of rebirth with all her strength, and soon disappeared into the fire wall at the entrance of the cave.

With Hua Xiaoling's actions, more Jiao Mi figures began to crawl into the rebirth cave. This action made Xu Yan confused, and even Zhen Wuming stopped.
Chapter completed!