Reborn Just To Be a Big Shot Family Freeloader - Chapter 864 Something happened to the festival?

   Little Fatty is big-hearted. He didn't ask Qixun, a Wu Zun of the same level as him, about his fight with the four eighth-order monsters, but was concerned about where Yu Liuchuan was.

   Qi Xun said: "It's not far, it's more than ten miles ahead of you."

  Little Fatty is dissatisfied: "It's all at the peak of Wu Zunjing. I'm still an individual practitioner, so I'm not as good as Brother Chuan? So, is he a physical practitioner, or am I a physical practitioner?"

Qixun laughed: "When my nephew was a martial artist, he laid the foundation in Gravity Field and became a Grandmaster. Then he cultivated in Leiyu and was promoted to a Grand Master. Sword Cultivator is the most important body polishing. Speaking of which, his foundation, It is really solid than you, and it is not surprising that the same realm can go farther than you.

So, don't be in a hurry to advance, it's better to use the last few months of gravity to consolidate it. If you don't advance, the foundation is solid, and it will be a matter of course if you leave the refining realm and advance to the holy realm. It won't take too long. "

What Qixun didn't say is that Yu Liuchuan has her unlimited supply of star sand to temper her body, a large number of thunder **** that can attract thunder hammer, and star fruit and thunder spirit fruit. It is not comparable to ordinary physical training.

   is only ten miles ahead of the little fat man, which is already the reason why the little fat man is strong enough, and the gap is not that big.

  Little Fatty thinks that Qixun's words to persuade him to polish the foundation make sense.

   Their physical cultivation is slow to advance, and his speed of promotion is already an outlier in physical cultivation. Take it slow.

   "By the way, what about the four eighth-order monsters who fought with you? If they run away, wouldn't it be unsafe for us to stay here? What if those eighth-order monsters come?"

   During the time of the beast tide, the monsters cooperated with each other, maybe they found help?

When it comes to the situation of the battle, Qi Xun is delighted: "Three eighth-order red foxes, one eighth-order Howling Moon Silver Wolf, that skin, tsk, if I hadn't fancy their skin, I wouldn't be too lazy to hunt them. You ask them to go Where is it? Of course it goes into my storage ring."

   Little Fatty listened and covered his chest, his heart ached!

  Yu Liuchuan is only ten miles stronger than him, Baomei, no, seventh brother, seventh brother directly **** four eighth-order monsters, is he stronger than him?

   Knowing how terrifying her sword is, she can challenge it by leaps and bounds, but isn't it a bit unreasonable to fight four against one another?

   As expected, there is no comparison, so there is no harm.

   "Did you use the knife domain?"

Qixun shook his head: "Every time I watch you fight, punching and punching to the flesh, I feel super-hot blooded, the knife field can't be used easily, and my physical cultivation is not inferior to those eighth-order monsters, so this time, I don't use any weapons, just like you use fists. Even the vestments on my body, I also deliberately replaced them with low-quality spiritual weapons."

The little fat man was stunned: "So you used your fists to turn over four big eighth-order monsters? The red fox is okay, that Xiaoyue Silver Wolf is a noble race among monsters. Although it is not a divine beast, it is considered ancient. The relics of wild beasts, some of the blood of divine beasts, are very powerful. You are too risky!"

   Qixun also sighed: "Also, ordinary wolfskins are not so beautiful."

  Little Fatty: I'm talking to you about danger, but you talk to me about skins.

The little fat man gave up the topic and said doubtfully: "It stands to reason that even in the sacred area, there are not many monsters, but this is the area where the eighth-order monsters come and go. Little, apart from those four, there are no other eighth-order monsters appearing?"

   In fact, Nanhiro was also puzzled.

   "Could it be that it was the second brother and my master who cleaned it up?

  Don't say it, Xiaoyue Silver Wolf was already injured when I met the four great demon kings. It's not that I deliberately want to peel their skins, but the three red foxes and the silver wolf king have been fighting.

  I see that the Silver Wolf King was so angry at the time, as if the red fox was taking advantage of its danger and wanted to kill it. Perhaps, the injury of the silver wolf king was committed by the second brother and his team of senior masters in the holy realm.

   If it is true, then the luck of the silver wolf king, I don't know whether it is good or bad. It was a rare luck to be able to escape from those big old hands, but it turned out to be in my hands again, haha, so I missed it? "

The little fat man has no interest in monster skins, although he is an eighth-order monster, but the wolf meat is made into jerky, and he can barely make it together, but the red fox meat is really bad, and he suddenly regrets: "If this What a one-horned bull or a two-headed dog."

   Qixun rolled his eyes: "Don't worry, your eighth-order one-horned cow and two-headed dog meat will definitely be indispensable in the future."

   For the sake of the 10,000-year-old soul-cultivating lightning strike tree, Qixun felt that it was no exaggeration to give the little fat man how much monster meat.

   If one day she can produce the soul fruit from the tree species struck by lightning that nourishes the soul for thousands of years, tsk, that value will be a hundred million less than Jianmu. Not to mention monster meat, even if it is fairy meat, she is willing to give it.

   But what the little fat man said was right, red fox and wolf meat are really bad.

   But it's not a waste.

   Qixun decided that in the future, the red fox meat will be directly reserved for her space, and the meat of the silver wolf king should be made into jerky.

   What a shameful waste!

After Qi Xun thought about it, he brought the topic back again: "We have really rarely seen high-level demon kings in the past two days. Otherwise, when you are cultivating, I will go out to check the situation? If you are in danger, send me a message. Transmit the sound."

   Little Fatty certainly has no opinion.

  The experience is inherently dangerous, and it will never be successful. Because he wants to practice, he will tie the seventh brother here to protect him all the time, right? Isn't that a waste of her time?

   Furthermore, when he was cultivating, he was protected by an eighth-rank formation, and he would not be killed by the monster immediately. It's a big deal, just run if you can't beat it.

   As for whether Qixun would be in danger, the little fat man didn't bother to think about it.

   She can kill four big eighth-order monsters at once, what danger can there be?

   is still the same sentence, just run if you can’t fight.

   In terms of speed, who can compare with her?

   Seeing Fatty's approval, Qixun took out the big meal prepared for him in the past few days, and gave Little Fatty a few words, and then floated away.

   Watching her speed away in the Holy Land area, the little fat man was envious.

   However, as a monk, Fatty knows that envy is not enough, he has to work hard.

  Little Fatty raised his arm, made a cheering gesture, quickly entered the formation, and continued to practice.

   The little friends are getting more perverted one by one, and he can't be too far behind.

   Qixun Road passed through the place where Yu Liuchuan practiced, and then he remembered that he had to send a syllable to her nephew to let her know what she was doing.

   After sending the sound transmission, Qixun did not disturb Yu Liuchuan, but continued to move forward quickly.

  The further forward, the slower the speed. Until finally, when he had to move forward with flying clouds on the ground, Qixun realized that he had already passed through the holy realm area and reached the most central area where the Mahayana realm can only enter.

   However, along the way, not only did she not encounter any eighth-order monsters, she also did not encounter any monks.

   The entire Gravity Original Holy Land area is a bit outrageous to be quiet.

   Maybe, what really happened?