Qinglin has a feeling of being isolated by others. It seems that no matter where his eyes look, people in that direction will give way like avoiding snakes and scorpions, or quickly shift their eyes and don''t contact him.


    This feeling made him hate like crazy.


    What do these people mean? Are you disdaining yourself?


    Unexpectedly one by one, it seems that they are extremely despised and mocked in their eyes.


    It seems to say that you are not very tough and overbearing?


    Why did the person who was slapped in the face and then slapped you go away? Then, he was scolded and scolded by a woman pointing to the bridge of her nose. As a result, he didn''t dare to say a word more.


    What about your overbearing and tough?


    The so-called Holy Son of Qinglin turned out to be just a waste of bullying the soft and fearing the hard.


    He felt that the eyes of everyone around him were telling the above meaning.


    Finally, Qinglin couldn''t bear it directly. He left alone and didn''t want to stay here for a minute.


    "Oh, my God, Li Laosan, who killed thousands of knives, even went along with the treasures piled up in the mountains. There was nothing left."


    "Is Li Laosan a locust? He even took away a broken sword that I just saw, which was corroded to almost breaking."


    "Even if the most pure Yuan Li''s inferior Yuan Li spar has been sucked away, there is really nothing left."


    "How cruel!"


    The level-by-level practitioners roared, which made them crazy. Unconsciously, old Li Sanshun took away all the treasures in the meteor Dragon Valley, even the rags.


    There was nothing left in the center of the mountain treasure, only the traces pressed out by the treasure. Occasionally, there was a little brilliance in these traces, which was the treasure light left after the soil was rendered by the treasure.


    A group of people wanted to cry without tears. They killed meteor Dragon Valley many times. As a result, everyone was volunteering for others.


    "Madder, if I find old Li San, I must cut him with a knife!"


    "Cut him with a knife? It''s too cheap. I must use his spirit to light my immortal sky lamp and burn it for tens of thousands of years."


    One soul refining strongman gnawed his teeth and was severely teased by a small man, which made them blush at the top.


    But Wu Qingcheng and other people who know the inside look strange and want to find Li Laosan?


    In this life, it is estimated that it is impossible.


    Thousands of miles away from the meteor Dragon Valley.


    "Hahaha... Happy! Happy! You didn''t see the look in the eyes of the little bastard who was green or something. You can''t wait to eat me alive." the old man laughed without image.


    "It''s really happy. Unfortunately, the Eudemons in them wasted too much power of the true spirit after their repeated impact and fighting. Otherwise, they could solve all the major problems at once this time." Lin Fan shook his head. It''s really a pity. If those Eudemons can persist for a long time, they will be able to kill many great enemies this time.


    The old man despised Lin Fan: "you boy, don''t be cheap and sell well. If you don''t say anything else, it''s just a dragon soul grass. If you sell it, it''s a sky high price. Many old immortals hidden in the mountains will kill and rob it."


    Qingluan said with a smile: "the original feeling of picking other people''s peaches is so wonderful."


    Lin Fan''s slight unwillingness also disappeared. He took out the Rune Ring, and the power of the spirit went in. Then he laughed. This time, the goods seemed to be a little big.


    Not to mention anything else, there are hundreds of soldiers in the seven or eight products of the Xuan level. As for the skills and martial arts, I don''t know how many, and there are countless kinds of best treasures.


    Of course, the most important thing is longhun grass.


    Lin Fan carefully took out the dragon soul grass from the rune ring. As soon as the dragon soul grass appeared, the Dragon Qi murmured like water. One little dragon after another swam around the dragon soul grass, all of them were thick and thin. There were subtle dragon moans. The mysterious Qi made Lin Fan moan quickly and comfortably.


    There are thousands of rays, constantly pouring out of the dragon soul grass. All kinds of brilliance change constantly, rendering the faces of Lin Fan and others in bursts of treasure light.


    Just being close makes Lin Fan feel that his body will be eclosic, and the spirit is extremely ironed. Although it is slow, it is firmly improving; Every cell in the whole body is jumping, greedily absorbing the mysterious Qi machine.


    "It''s worthy of being the dragon soul grass. This effect is too strong. I think if I can swallow it, I will certainly break the bottleneck of soul travel that limits me for a hundred years." the old man praised practice. Even if he has survived for countless years, he has seen this kind of thing for the first time.


    In qingluan''s eyes, it was just a grass, but it had the shape of a dragon. It was like a dragon growing out of the grass. It was really strange and magical. Most importantly, every part of the dragon soul grass seemed to give her a different feeling.


    For example, the dragon shaped trunk gives her a spine like a dragon. She wants to break through the shackles of the flesh and go straight to the sky.


    In addition, if the leaves like dragon claws are swallowed, she will have her own limbs. As long as she is willing, she can raise her hands to break the sky and stamp her feet to eliminate the illusion of Jiuyou.


    "Here you are." Lin Fan smiled at qingluan.


    Qingluan was deeply moved. All practitioners were eager for this heavenly treasure. She firmly believed that this dragon soul grass would surely let the loving Taoist partners fight and the close brothers fight. However, Lin Fan didn''t even think about it and pushed it directly to her side.


    "I don''t want it. Comparatively speaking, you need it more than I do. You have too many enemies." qingluan shook her head and refused.


    "I said it was for my woman. Now when I get it, of course I''ll give it to you."


    Lin Fan shakes his head and has a lightning soul. He can still be proud of the world without the help of these things.


    A blush flashed across qingluan''s face and muttered, "who is your woman?"


    After staring at Lin fan, he said, "you really need it more than I do. Swallow it quickly."


    No, the old man was licking his lips: "you don''t want it. Can you give it to me?"


    "You''re going to play with the mud. You have a fork in the road?" Lin Fan glanced at the old man and wanted to kick him away.


    What''s the old man thinking?


    "If so, what do I want?" a cold voice came from the rear, with gradual steps.


    Lin Fan was surprised first, and then his face was bitter. The voice was very familiar. His face was full of smiles: "Qingcheng, are you coming?"


    Qingluan''s face changed slightly. Turning back, she saw wuqingcheng coming slowly.


    Wu Qingcheng took a look at Lin fan. There was a faint cold electricity in her pupil and looked at qingluan. Then she looked at longhuncao: "I want it."


    Qingluan smiled at Lin Fan and didn''t say a word, but his eyes were condensed with lightning.


    The old man looked at Lin Fan with funny eyes and kept looking at wuqingcheng and qingluan. Then he smiled: "my old man is not here to disturb you. Help yourself."


    He held back his smile and went straight away.