When Nie Feng walked through the battle formation of cultivators in the innate realm, those cultivators in the innate realm were far away from Nie Feng, which was more than twenty feet away.

"So scary!"

"Chief, why is this man so powerful?"

The innate realm cultivators were completely confused. Although the leader who was asked, although he was at the peak of the innate realm, had a trace of blood on his face. He looked at Nie Feng's back in the distance with a little heart trembling, then looked at the mess around him, and murmured: "Why did we mess with him? How dare we stop him? Looking for death!"

If you know the consequences, how dare those cultivators in the innate realm stop them?

Thinking about it now, it is indeed seeking death!

"Brother Zhang Hong, what should we do now?" Those people looked at Zhang Wen's body and looked at Zhang Hong one by one.

Zhang Hong picked up Zhang Wen's body and looked calm: "Don't tell me the news of the young master's death for the time being. Now everything is up to the head of the family!"

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"Uncle, you are so awesome!" Lan'er cheered.

Nie Feng smiled and looked at the fallen smoke tiger tied into a rice dumpling, "Lan'er, since you understand beast language, why don't you ask him for help? I wish to become my mount!"

Monsters advocate power, so they will have a sense of awe for powerful cultivators. The reason why Zhang Wen could not conquer Luo Yanhu was because his own power was too weak. Therefore, when Lan'er asked Xiang Luo Yanhu, Luo Yanhu quickly agreed.

It lay on the ground and let Nie Feng sit on his back.

Nie Feng laughed and felt extremely comfortable.
Chapter completed!