Chapter 4661: Flattering

"You... how dare you come back?"
Nianhua looked at Li Tian in front of him, gritted his teeth, and raised the sword in his hand again.
"Big...Big brother, what is going on?"
Li Hu asked with a breath of anger at this moment.
Li Tian smiled and wrote lightly:
"It's okay, their Innate Dao Palace will help us. When that happens, we can give them more fairy fruits."
"What? Fairy fruit..."
Li Hu was completely embarrassed by what Li Tian said. When we were together last time, he didn't find Li Tian had any research on that fairy fruit, but how could he be so confident so quickly?
Outside the Jingxin Lake, under the Xianguo Mountain Range, the two teams were dejected at this time, all of them looked like eggplants that had been beaten by frost.
"According to today's situation, I think that kid is right. It is very likely that it really has something to do with the saint Mu Qingliu?"
Under the delicate hollow mask, Mo Yu's eyes were full of dissatisfaction.
"Does that still need to be said? The saint has used the fire of flowing flowers. It is said that the fire of flowing flowers represents the wrath of the saint. Some people say that the wrath of the saint is only for their own protection. From God."
"Could it be...that kid really is Mu Qingliu's fiance?"
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At this time, the people of the Demon Race and the Desolate Race were talking about each other, making Yuan Lin even more angry.
Unknowingly, the last news from the entire immortal world turned out that Shentianwen had also come to Vermilion Prison. It was only because the true fairy could not enter this place. Shentianwen used a secret method to suppress his own fairy body, but at the same time Also suppressed his own strength, and then came the Xianguo Mountain Range.
When the news reached the ears of the Demon Race and the Desolate Race again, they actually let go of all the doubts in their hearts.
For Li, these people just realized that it might be a hornet's nest. How can they be messed up?
The news has its own wings. In this Vermillion Bird Prison, Saint Mu Qingliu's fiancé Shentianwen may be hiding in it. After the news spread, everyone's faces were covered with clouds.
"What kind of luck is this? Even people from the Celestial Race have come to join in the fun. This time, even if we can really break the formation, can the fairy fruit still have our share?"
For those without Yamen, the Heizi looked ashen when he heard the news.
"Why the more I listen, the more I feel that this matter is not good for us? What they said wasn't the guy who killed our Young Master, right?"
Suddenly, a cultivator in the team seemed to think of something?
Among the team, the tall man's eyes sank, and to this guess, he seemed to be struck by lightning.
I thought about this possibility at first, but now when I heard this with my own ears again, my heart suddenly seemed to explode, my nostrils panting heavily, and he said sharply:
"This person, since he has come to this Vermillion Bird Prison, he is not a real immortal, nor is he a Celestial God race. He is Sanxian, a Sanxian who killed our Young Sect Master, and an enemy of our Wuya Sect."
Although he had a calm face on the surface, he couldn't think that the person he had provoked was actually a member of the legendary Celestial Clan.
At this time, he was the only person in the team who had crossed the seven layers of Tribulation. He couldn't kill the opponent last time. This time, he still planned to find Li Tian's enemies.
Over the past few days, he has also been inquiring about the news, knowing that Li Tian was hunted down by the deserted and demons. Today, he has decided to take refuge in the demons and discuss the matter of Li Tian.
At this time, Li Tian had found Liu Fang and others through Li Hu. However, in order to protect Liu Fang, the disciples of Tian Chan Sect had been killed and injured more than half of them. Now only Daniel and Liu Zhuang are still by Liu Fang's side.
"Big brother, why haven't you seen you in a few days, you have changed from being a fairy to the fiancé of the saint of Xiantian Taoist Palace?"
Liu Fang tugged at the corner of his mouth and asked with a smirk.
Li Tian took out the hip flask, took a sip, and said:
"Do you believe it?"
"Believe, I believe it, hey, I see, these people are too capable of making up. However, this identity, the saint will not expose you?"
Li Hubai gave Li Tian a look and reminded.
"No, Brother Li, if your identity is exposed, we will suffer the ultimate disaster. At that time, our Tian Zen sect will also be unlucky."
Liu Zhuang looked at Li Tian with a worried expression on his face.
"Hey! I said Zhuangzi, don't think about it so much. Now that we are done, we can still use this identity as a feather arrow. Let's make good use of it."
This big cow, unlike Liu Zhuang, is not so unreasonable to worry about what he wants to do, and he is straightforward, without so many negative emotions.
Li Tian glanced at Daniel and said quietly:
"Da Niu is right. Since they think I am that god, I have to make good use of the identity of this fake god. Today, we must get to the fairy tree as soon as possible."
Li Tian planned to calculate the fairy fruit spirit formation. If it can't be broken in ten days, maybe the real powers in the fairy world are about to arrive. At that time, he really has no chance.
In the fairy fruit mountain range, colorful rays of light break through the sky, and the entire sky is partly day and night. The fairy fruit mountain range is like a pearl in the Vermilion moon, reflecting dazzling brilliance.
When Li Tian came to the fairy fruit tree again, now, there are probably seven or eight teams of forces, large and small.
Li Tian's gaze first fell on the white shadow in the crowd, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes flashing clear, confident and determined.
The sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and powerful aura made everyone sigh. To tell the truth, regardless of his identity and background, even Mu Qingliu had to admit that such a man was strong, that was a kingly aura.
However, of course Mu Qingliu knew that this person was just a Seventh Rebuilder of Cross Tribulation, even though everyone in the outside world had rumored that this person would ask about death, but of course she knew that this was impossible.
However, in front of everyone, the arrogance of Mu Qingliu's stunning face was obviously reduced a lot.
Everyone looked at these people behind Li Tian, ​​and their eyes were full of jealousy.
Li Hu's figure is already burly in the entire Xianguo Mountain Range, and Fatty Liu, five big three thick, fat head and big ears, big cow and Liu Zhuang, is also as strong as a cow.
With such a myth by outsiders, after the appearance of Li Tian, ​​Mu Qingliu's icy pride on his face was reduced a bit, which made people even more speculative.
"Sure enough, this really has the style of the gods."
"Yes, it's a pity that I don't know what secret method is to hide his strength so perfect."
"It's no wonder that this person is able to pick the Wild and Demon Races in groups, plus a Wuya Sect. It turns out that he is a member of the Celestial Race."
"Isn't it? It seems that this time the dispute over the fairy fruit is already a bit eye-catching."
Except for the Desolate Clan, Demon Clan, and Wuya Sect, all these other forces began to flatter, especially the people in the Sky Demon Tower, very proud.
In their opinion, the more unlucky the Huang clan, the happier they are.