Long-life cultivation, mortal cultivation, low-profile cultivation.
Having transmigrated to another world for decades, Ye Han was still an obscure rogue cultivator.
He diligently worked...
"I have to grab the spiritual energy as soon as possible." Ye Han thought to himself.
It may seem intense now, but he knows very well that this is just the beginning.
And the strong demons haven't appeared yet.
Once they appear, it will probably be even more difficult.
Without any hesitation, he rushed towards the group of fairy energy again.
However, just when he wanted to put away his spiritual energy.
Suddenly, a terrifying roar was heard, and not far away, an old man in black swung his sword and the terrifying sword light swept across the sky and earth.
"Get out of my way! You can't steal this thing!" The old man roared, and rushed towards Ye Han.
"Oh, really?"
Just as he came to Ye Han's side, a cold voice sounded.
Ye Han turned around slowly.
For a while.
The old man was completely confused.
"Ye, Sect Master Ye?"
At this moment, his face looked extremely ugly.
He never thought that he would meet Ye Han.
You know, he saw with his own eyes Ye Han killing the powerful demon.
now.....
"Why, you have a problem with me?"
"I, I...No, no, it's a misunderstanding, all misunderstanding." The old man said hurriedly, and then ran away without turning his head.
joke.
Fairy-like air is nice.
But life is more important.
Offended Ye Han?
How is this different from suicide?
Looking at his back, Ye Han shook his head, but he did not chase him.
The most important thing now is to seize the spiritual energy, everything else is not important at all.
Soon, he collected the second ball of spiritual energy and flew forward again.
that's all.
Ye Han continued flying.
Wherever he passed, people would avoid him when they saw him and did not dare to confront him at all.
Just like that, just a few minutes.
He collected nearly ten balls of spiritual energy.