A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

Bei Wan acted decisively and swiftly, with an immortal-grade defensive weapon on his body and a thunderbolt in his hand. In just a short moment, he was close to the middle-aged man.

It happened almost in the blink of an eye, before Wu You could react.

Then there was a muffled "bang" sound, accompanied by a terrifying energy fluctuation, and it exploded directly.

Wu You was stunned. Was this a mutual destruction?

When he was shocked, he saw that the little girl, who he thought was going to die together with Uncle Ci, was safe and sound, and even her clothes were not dirty.

Uncle Ci, who was already in the early stages of ascension, fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Wu You took a step back, his eyes full of disbelief.

impossible.

How could a fifteen-year-old girl with no background kill a cultivator in the Ascension Stage?

Even though he has not yet reached the fairyland, a cultivator in the Ascension Stage is considered a powerful person in the Xuanling Continent.

Wu You reacted quickly and turned around and ran away.

At the same time, an emergency signal from the Wu family was sent out, and dazzling red fireworks with special spiritual power exploded in the sky.

The two powerful immortal realm masters of the Wu family set out at the same time and quickly rushed towards Wu You.

The fireworks in the sky were gorgeous and enchanting. Bei Wan looked at Wu You's fleeing figure, his eyes darkened a little, without any hesitation.

The Bamboo Burning Sword hummed out, quickly blocking the road and intercepting Wu You.

Dozens of thunders followed closely behind. At the moment of the explosion, the Bamboo Burning Sword returned to its original path and fell steadily into Bei Wan's hand.

Bei Wan quickly retreated.

She casually threw down a burning talisman that Bai Jianzhi gave her, and the fire quickly engulfed the area.

She became more and more skilled in murder and arson.

Wu You is dead, the genius that Wuyou City is proud of is dead.

The head of the Wu family and the elders and confidants of the Wu family all came to investigate.

"Master, this seems to be... dozens of thunderbolts."

"Could it be related to Cang Yan City?"

“Although the Sky Thunder Bomb was developed by the person in Cang Yan City, there are many of them scattered around. Moreover, I think this Sky Thunder Bomb is not an immortal-grade magic weapon, but a fake immortal-grade one.”

If we only investigate one thunderbolt, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack and we won't be able to pinpoint it.

The head of the Wu family suddenly thought of something.

"A fifteen-year-old girl, possessing a strange fire, with a strength at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection, and a beautiful appearance, has sealed off Worry-Free City. Go check it out!"

The person next to him was about to move but was stopped by the elder.

"He possesses a strange fire, and at the age of fifteen, he reached the Great Perfection of his Nascent Soul. He can easily take out a dozen heavenly thunderbolts to blast away."

"Master, the way you describe it, I'm afraid that the other party might be someone that we in Wuyou City cannot afford to offend."

Patriarch Wu understood what the elder said, but he was still unwilling to accept it.

"Can this matter just be left like this?"

The elder was silent for a moment, then said, "Grandma."

As for the young lady of the Wu family who married into the Guhuang clan a hundred years ago, it is not certain whether the other party is willing to help her.

The ancient wild clan can predict ten thousand years and look back a thousand years.

It would be difficult to invite this person who can look back once in a thousand years.

Just when the head of the Wu family was worrying about how to ask the Guhuang clan to take action, there was a sudden turn of events and news came from the mine next to Wuyou City.

"Master! The mine is open! Fortune Stone! Immortal Fortune Stone!"

Ancient wasteland East Continent, ancient wasteland family.

"Madam, urgent news from Worry-Free City."

The secret guard handed the message to the woman sitting on the main seat, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a noble face.

When Wu Yingchun heard the three words "Wuyou City", a complex emotion appeared on her face. After hesitating for a moment, she still took the urgent letter.

After reading each word, she ignited a flame in her hand and burned the letter into ashes.

Then he got up and went to the courtyard of his second son.

"Wuyou City is offering you 10 kilograms of immortal-grade Flowing Stone in exchange for helping them trace the cause of Wu You's death."

Gu Huangxiao: "Ten kilograms is indeed a lot, then I will go take a look."

"Okay." Wu Yingchun hesitated for a moment and asked, "Your little cousin..."

There have been some undercurrents in the Guhuang family recently.

No one had ever thought that the genius young lady, Guhuang Jianian, who had been missing for almost three hundred years, did not come back, but her son did.

I heard my mother mention that little cousin.

Gu Huangxiao, who had a handsome face, had a gloomy and unclear look in his eyes.

He thought of the young man who had just returned and showed amazing talent and super strength.

I am actually looking forward to seeing how much trouble his little cousin can create.

In ancient wilderness, being obedient is often more important than having talent.

……

The dimly lit underground corridor was filled with people dressed in black robes and wearing hideous masks to conceal their features.

The little peach blossom disguised itself as a peach blossom-shaped earring and stayed obediently on Bei Wan's right ear.

"Late, the people here look a bit fierce."

"Once we find that little friend, let's go."

Noticing Xiao Taohua's uneasiness, Bei Wan raised his hand and gently tapped the earring on his right ear, as if to comfort her: "Okay."

However, what worried her was why Zhe Li appeared in this so-called underground black market.

It certainly wasn't him who came here on his own.

If Zhe Li woke up and found that the two of them were separated, he would definitely go looking for me first instead of coming to this so-called underground black market.

Ignoring the people selling things on the street, Bei Wan followed the connection between the dragon and the phoenix and walked quickly in one direction.

Finally, Bei Wan stopped in front of a magnificent palace.

She did not rush in, but looked at the people coming in and out of the hall. When those people entered, they would show a token in their hands.

The little girl turned and came to a stall owner, handed him a middle-grade jadeite, and asked in a low voice, "What is going on in the hall?"

The stall owner took the spiritual jade and said, "It's your first time here! That's the inner field. There are good things inside, but you need a thousand gold token. If you don't have it, you can't enter."

"A thousand gold orders?"

"It doesn't matter how high your status is here, it only matters whether you have money or good things."

"How can I get it?"

The stall owner looked at the short black-clothed man in front of him and said casually, "One thousand high-grade spiritual jade marrows, charge the card, and then exchange it for a thousand gold orders."

"Is there any other way?" She really didn't have that much spiritual jade.

"Then there's no way."

The mask hid the expression on the stall owner's face, but his voice revealed a sense of contempt.

Bei Wan stood up, stood by the road, thought for a moment, and sighed.

He came to the side of the stall owner, under the stall owner's suspicious gaze.

She quietly took out a piece of inconspicuous black cloth, thinking about the prices she had learned about on the road, and lowered her head to look for a suitable item to sell in the storage bracelet.

She didn't want to sell the magic weapons given by her mother or the elixirs given by her father.

Besides, what her parents left behind were mostly pseudo-immortal magic tools and elixirs, which were worth more than a thousand high-grade spirit stones, but she couldn't bear to part with them.

So, her attention shifted to the several immortal and super-immortal magical instruments that Yi Anlan gave her.

The stall owner understood and couldn't help but say: "How much spiritual jade can you earn just by selling things, unless you can take out..."

A colorful light flashed by, and a piece of armor engraved with the pattern of Tengyun Liuxian appeared on the plain black cloth.

Bei Wan nodded with satisfaction. This mid-level immortal armor would be a good item to sell.

The stall owner just felt that he was blind.

"Immortal, middle-level, middle-level armor!"

Bei Wan looked up blankly, and looked at the stall owner who pointed at the armor with a trembling voice: "Yeah."

Then he asked, “Can’t you sell it?”