Chapter 2953

In the dense forest, a figure is moving forward.

This is an old man with a wide white robe.

"Shit, where is it? I knew I wouldn't come!"

As he walked, he cursed. The white robe was covered with mud and looked dirty. Even his face was covered with a lot of mud and smelled fishy.

Tired, hungry and dirty!

He has never experienced such torture.

As soon as he was born, he was in the immortal family. He was born with a divine body and entered the fairy way early. Where did he experience the taste of being a mortal.

This taste is deadly!

"Hmm? What's the smell? It smells good!"

Suddenly, when he stepped down, he smelled an attractive aroma in the air.

"Over there!"

His eyes were bright and he rushed in that direction.

Soon, he saw that in an open space not far away, several big pots were set up, and there were several grills next to them. What meat was being roasted, golden and yellow, and the oil and water were flowing down.

And his saliva, also came down, clattered, could not stop at all.

It's so delicious!

Gollum!

He swallowed wildly, and a trace of doubt sprang up in his heart.

Where did you get the pot and the grill?

Whose ring still has such useless sundries in it, and took them out in advance and brought them in?

He is really a talent!

"Is that the guy?"

He swept the stream next to him and saw a figure. He looked quite young.

"I haven't seen this man. I don't think he is an immortal. He is a man in the lower star sky!"

He identified it and muttered.

Then there was a look of disdain in his eyes.

He is just a native of the lower star sky, and he is a real immortal from the upper world. I don't know how many times more noble he is than this guy.

"Hey! You, come here!"

He walked out carelessly, raised his hand, pointed at the man by the stream and shouted at him.

"Who are you?"

The man looked back.

"Are you blind? Don't you see my fairy robe? Naturally, I am a real fairy from the upper world. I tell you, you are lucky today. I can give you a chance to serve me. When I go out, I will naturally give you something in return!"

The old man raised his face and said proudly.

He has no doubt that this guy will agree immediately after listening, and will grovel to him and try to curry favor with him!

Because he is a real fairy!

A casual leak between his fingers is enough for this guy to enjoy!

However, he waited for a long time, but he didn't hear the flattering voice from the opposite side. When he looked at it, he saw that the man was looking at it with a stupid look.

He was stunned.

What's going on?

This guy didn't move at all. He didn't even feel afraid. He completely regarded him as a fool.

Doesn't this guy believe what he says?

"I'm really an immortal!"

He accentuated his tone and shouted.

"Even if it's a real fairy, so what!" The man turned his mouth with disdain on his face.

The old man is stunned again.

This guy knows he's a real fairy, but he's not afraid?

"Hum! I don't know how to live or die!"

Then he was furious, and there were strong murders on his face.

If the aborigines dare to talk to him like this outside, he will slap them and kill them on the spot.

Just an indigenous mole ant. I'm tired of talking to him like this!

"Don't think I can't kill you easily here. You can talk to me like this. I'm a real fairy. You're just a mole ant. I can kill you with my breath!" He said angrily again.

He stared at the face as if to write it down.

"When I go out, I won't kill you and kill your nine families!"

He turned and walked out, muttering coldly.

"Wait!"

At this time, a cry came from behind.

"Why, now I know I'm afraid! If you kneel down and beg me for mercy, and then bring those food, I may consider sparing your life!" The old man turned around and said proudly, looking a little proud.

However, he was greeted by a cold, cold face.

"You... What are you doing?"

The old man was stunned and then panicked.

This guy doesn't know what's going on. His momentum suddenly becomes terrible. His amazing murderous spirit seems to have killed countless people.

"What a fairy! I really haven't killed it!"

Tang Hao sneered, gently waved the crystal sword in his hand, and the killing machine surged in his eyes.

Since this guy wants to kill him, he won't be polite!

What about the real fairy!

Here, I'm just a mortal! Not even him!

"You... Don't come here! How dare you! I'm a real fairy. Dare you touch me?" The old man stepped back and looked more flustered and frightened.

This guy, what's going on?

As soon as others hear that he is a real immortal, they are in awe. Some will flatter and try their best to curry favor with him, and this guy wants to kill him!

Don't move your sword forward, Tang Jianjing.

Poof!

A soft noise.

It's the sound of blood splashing when the throat is cut.

The old man's eyes widened, and there was still a look of extreme shock in his eyes.

He couldn't believe it until he died. This guy really dared to kill immortals!

He raised his hand to cover his throat and tried to stop the blood, but the blood was like a spring. He couldn't stop it at all. His body shook a few times and fell down with a plop.

Soon, there was no sound.

"Idiot!"

Tang Hao looked at him and hissed.

What about Zhenxian? What dare he kill.

"It's a real immortal. He died after being wiped on his neck by a sword. It's also very oppressive." He sneered again.

True immortals are more difficult to kill than nine robbers. If they weren't here, they wouldn't die at all.

"Really dead! Even if the holy mountain is gone, he will not be reborn!"

Tang Hao squatted down and explored.

The old guy really died.

"The clothes are not bad! The rings are not bad! And the jade, and the boots..." one by one, he stripped off the real fairy and put them all into his big bag.

"It's a pity that he can't get the Tao in his body!"

He stared at the naked body with great regret.

There should be many Taoist practitioners among the immortal corpses. There must be hundreds of them. If the old guy is high, there may be thousands more, and then he will be completely killed.

In the realm of true immortals, Tao practice is equivalent to cultivation. The more Tao practices, the higher the cultivation.

"Forget it, take it first. When you get to the sacred mountain or go out, you can take the Taoist priest from the body."

He thought about it for a while. He simply took the rope, tied up the body and hung it behind the bag.

After eating the meat, he was in high spirits, pulled up the bag and the real immortal body behind him, and continued on his way.