Supplier of the Fairyland

Gui Jian shot a weird glance at Fang Qi. He knew that Fang Qi would probably have some strange magical items on him … He was already immune to it.    

However, these strange products did have their own peculiarities, such as the previous beers, then the Yunnan Baiyao and then the indigowoad root, all of which displayed its miraculous effects.    

Gui Jian carefully put away the tasty chocolate that Fang Qi had given him, but he did not eat it right away … It was better to say that he didn't want to give up, or because he still had some energy left …    

As the battle of attrition continued, Thousand Sword Sect Yan Mo also discovered a few problems.    

He had sent all the aurous stage cultivator s over. Logically speaking, even if it was the Great Circle of Nascent Soul Cultivator s, their spirit energy should have been squeezed dry already.    

But how could these guys be dispirited when they were all full of vigor?    

Following the gradual disappearance of the aurous stage cultivator s under his command, Yan Mo started to panic. Amongst the dozen or so Nascent Soul stage cultivator s that had helped him to stand up previously, several of them had also been beaten to a pulp.    

These guys in front of him were a combat machine. From the beginning to the end, there was no need to stop? Aren't you tired at all?    

Fifteen minutes later, half an hour later, an hour later …    

"Senior Brother Yan Mo … My fellow brothers are all disabled... Let's leave … I can't hold on any longer! "    

A aurous stage cultivator from the Thousand Sword Sect arrived in front of Yan Mo, injured, with a bitter look on his face.    

He was a cultivator at the great circle of the Aurous Core stage. If this were a normal occurrence, he would have been able to pass the third round of examination with a hundred percent success rate … It wouldn't even be a problem to win a spot in the The Heaven Origin Mystic Realm …    

But now, his entire body was drenched in blood and his spirit energy had been completely used up. It was hard to say if he could survive, let alone get a placing in the The Heaven Origin Mystic Realm …    

"Retreat!" Retreat! "Retreat!"    

Yan Mo consecutively said the word "withdraw" three times, but at this time, he was also panicking.    

If they were to pay a huge price to kill these people who trampled upon the honor of Thousand Sword Sect … That actually wasn't a problem! It was also very perfect!    

But the situation in front of him... The more the enemy fought, the stronger they got, and the less they needed to fight. There was no need to continue this fight!    

"Now you want to leave..." Isn't it a little too late? "    

rose into the air. Previously, it was both Yong Wudi and Gui Jian who were fighting in an all-out battle.    

Fang Qi also wanted to eat a piece of Devourer's chocolate to recover his spiritual energy, but the price of the Nascent Soul Stage Devourer's chocolate was one million Spirit Stones … If Fang Qi wants to eat it, then it's worth ten million …    

The price was too expensive! Fang Qi was reluctant to part with it...    

With this spirit stone, he would be able to buy ten pieces of deity's chocolate for Gui Jian and Yong Wudi. In any case, it would be enough for the two of them to take care of this trash battle.    

After recovering a certain amount of spirit energy, Fang Qi immediately slashed out in a gaudy manner, and then directly used Nine Annihilations of Thunder to intimidate everyone present.    

"Clang!" "Crack, crack, crack …"    

"Ah …" Hiss hiss …    

The battle formation composed of Fang Qi, Yong Wudi and Gui Jian was pushed horizontally across, causing Thousand Sword Sect Yan Mo's face to instantly turn the color of a pig's liver.    

"Now, either you leave this platform or die!"    

Fang Qi's hands did not stop moving, and directly chose to threaten.    

Since these people had chosen to attack him, then he should bear the price that he had to bear!    

Seeing that Fang Qi and the rest were progressing at a faster and faster pace, those Jindan cultivator s were not a match for a single strike from them … Yan Mo clenched his teeth...    

"Disciples of the Thousand Sword Sect, swearing to die never to retreat! She vowed never to retreat! Charge! "Go on!"