Chapter 542: Cleaning up the Spirit Sect "Pills" Throwing the young man away like garbage, the old man quickly picked up the bottle of elixir. et Muru greedily uncorked the bottle and sniffed inside.
"Three products are also godsends.
In the hands of that little slut, there is indeed a prescription for the three pins of pills.
The old man in the green robe laughed with a sinister look.
His eyes were as sharp as eagles, and he aimed at another boy on the ground.
"You old bastard, let go of the master."
As soon as the insult in the young man's mouth started, it turned into a violent scream, and his face was pale and painful.
The old man's two fingers picked up the young man's clothes like the wind, and another bottle of Divine Pill fell into his hand.
"Boom, it's a bumper harvest today."
One after another, from the young man's arms, he got the same small jade bottle.
The two green-robed elders pinched their palms and laughed grimly.
Looking at all the teenagers present with greed in their eyes, it was as if they had seen the most delicious prey.
The scalps of the teenagers present were violently numb.
The feeling of unease, as if I was being watched closely by a hungry wolf.
"Little crumbs, stand there obediently and let the old man clean you up one by one."
The two old men laughed loudly.
The cyan figure flickered by, and one grabbed a teenager.
"That's it."
When the two old men raised their thin palms at the same time.
A melodious voice suddenly came from the cave.
"Sister Tingge, you see, it's Sister Tingge."
The teenagers lying on the ground turned their heads excitedly, their eyes full of excitement.
Behind her, there were also Yun Linghan, Nangong You, and Yun Jingyan.
"There are also Senior Brother Male God, Senior Brother Nangong, and you see there are also Thirteenth Brother."
A teenager shouted excitedly.
"It's him."
Seeing that dark figure, Chu Xian'er's breathing froze rapidly.
Then the heart beats violently.
"Feng Qingge, you waste still dare to come out," Yun Chuyue screamed loudly with a distorted expression. syllable A slap in the face was slammed into her face.
Then Yun Chuyue saw a flower in front of her, and a white figure quickly flashed.
"Feng Xiang strikes."
A female voice from Qingyue sounded. chirp A loud phoenix roar rose into the sky, turning into a huge and clear phoenix shadow, heading straight for the two old men. bang The surging spiritual power burst out and hit the chests of the two old men directly.
"Hmph" The two men snorted and took a step back.
"Little slut, you finally give it up."
Clutching his numb chest, one of the old men looked gloomy.
The cyan robe was shattered by two large holes because of the attack just now, revealing the thin skin inside.
"Jie Ji, it's a pity that this level of strength is not the opponent of the two of us."
Not caring about the torn robes, one of its old men smiled contemptuously.
"However, if you are willing to take the initiative to hand over the prescription of the Sanpin Divine Pill, the old man can consider giving you a good time."
"Oh yes" Ignoring the temptation in the old man's words, Feng Qingge raised his eyebrows coldly.
His eyes were cold and sharp, staring directly at the two, and his lips were hooked as if he was smiling.
"It's not good, it's not right, there's a trap."
Facing the bright eyes on the other side, the two old men suddenly felt uneasy in their hearts, roared, and their bodies retreated rapidly.
"Unfortunately, it's too late."
Sen's cold and ruthless voice exploded from the ears of the two of them like a god
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