Then, the whole person turned into a black mist and wandered through the mountain forest like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards.

The two phantoms quickly ran through the mountains and forests, and ordinary people couldn't see them at all.

Wherever these two afterimages went, the nearby vegetation, trees, bamboos and rocks seemed to be in trouble.

That power is really outrageous.

And at one of these moments.

The fisherman who was originally the main attack direction suddenly appeared and no longer used light skills to fight the enemy in front.

And looked towards the emerald green bamboo pole in his hand.

I only saw a streak of bright red blood on the long fishing line.

Looking towards the Black Evil Star.

All I saw was that this great elder-level figure with energy flowing through his body and abundant internal energy had a bloodstain between his neck.

Then he saw his eyes widening angrily:

"The fisherman...is really extraordinary!!"

After he finished speaking, he fell to the ground on his face.

Obviously, his neck has been wiped.

Seeing this scene, the fisherman shook his head, then walked to his side and took out a small bag from his chest.

After careful calculation, there were actually fifty grains of first-generation spiritual rice.

Immediately afterwards, the fisherman laughed:

"Hahahaha, I really have fifty grains of spiritual rice, now I will really make a fortune!"

An ordinary second-rate sect would probably only get a little more spiritual rice than this throughout the year.

After all, the court requires 50% tax.

If you want to have fifty grains of your own, you must at least have a harvest of one hundred grains.

Although this spiritual rice is not too picky.

However, if you really take good care of it all year round, you won't be able to shrink it much.

This time I actually made a fortune.

Seeing this, the fisherman grabbed two small handfuls from it and threw them towards the two old friends:

"Here, this is your reward."

"Thank you for standing up for me."

Without these two old friends, even though he could win in the end, the feeling would be different.

Looking at the two money-crazed looks, Yan Lingdao shook his head, and then said:

"Okay, let's go to the Tianhe River!"

"Otherwise, when the opportunity comes, we won't be able to catch it."

The words fell.

The other two people woke up as if from a dream.

Then, after touching the bags of many bandits, they walked outside the mountain, each rode a horse, and ran away.

Drive! Drive! Drive!

Spend several days and nights.

The three people finally arrived at the city near Tianhe.

But at this moment, this originally small city was already overcrowded, and there were martial arts masters everywhere.

Take a look.

Each and every one of them, the worst ones are all masters who have made a name for themselves in the world.

Vaguely, they felt several auras that made their hearts palpitate in this small city.
Chapter completed!