All My Skills Are Picked Up

Lo Tian recognized who he was. Wasn't this the old patriarch of the Zhan family?    

Lo Tian remembered that this old man should have died in the battle with the mountain god.    

Why would he appear here and revive the dead?    

Lo Tian was a little surprised, but at the same time, he became even more cautious.    

The fact that this man was still alive meant that the news of him killing so many experts of Zhan family must have spread.    

Lo Tian secretly poked out the idea of splitting up the Forsaken Clan. There was no need to think about roping them in. It was imaginable that his reputation would surely be terrible in the Forsaken Clan at this moment.    

What a miscalculation! He had actually forgotten to add fuel to the fire!    

Such a crucial mistake must not be made known to Fatty Zhang. Otherwise, he would be muttered by that damn fatty again.    

Lo Tian, who was hiding in the dark, watched Patriarch Zhan scold him before leaving.    

From what they said, it seemed like the Forsaken Clan didn't have a good relationship with these Devil Cultivators spectral cultivators. Even if they lived together, they were still very cautious.    

But thinking about it, it made sense. Among the Devil Cultivator spectral cultivators, at least one-third of them were crazy.    

Only other lunatics could have a good relationship with lunatics. Normal people would keep a distance from them.    

Lo Tian rolled his eyes and began to think of some insidious moves.    

He searched his messy ring again.    

Clang! Clang!    

It was a smelly poisonous gas bomb!    

This thing should not be a product of Martial Tower. It should be a defensive item made by the skull itself. As for its effect, he didn't know.    

Lo Tian only knew that it smelled very bad. Judging from its shape, it should be referring to Fatty Zhang's own Fatty Sky Blast Ball.    

Let's give it a try!    

Lo Tian injected his qi into the ball and threw it towards the entrance of the Forsaken Clan's battle formation.    

A few patrolling martial cultivator of Forsaken Clans heard the sound and immediately stopped in their tracks.    

In the next moment, there was a loud bang.    

A strong stench swept out!    

"Aiyah! Aiyah!"    

Lo Tian felt that he was quite far away, but he still choked on the smell of the gas bullet, causing his tears and snot to flow out.    

As soon as the gas bomb appeared, two or three of the patrolling martial cultivator of Forsaken Clan fell down. At the same time, the group of Devil Cultivators ghost cultivators not far away also seemed to be angered.    

"Who's farting!?"    

"Are you a smelly devil? You sh * t in public again!"    

"F * ck, it came from the Forsaken Clan."    

"You're courting death, disturbing my sleep. Do you believe that I won't eat you all alive?"    

"Stinky old me!"    

Three to five Devil Cultivators ran out first, then a group of ghosts and spectral cultivators stood at the entrance of the Forsaken Clan's battle formation.    

These warriors of the Forsaken Clan did not want to be outdone. They shouted loudly, "What are you doing? What are you doing? You attacked us, and you still dare to pick a fight with us? You don't want to live anymore, do you?!"    

" Retreat, don't approach. If you take another step forward, you will die!"    

"All of you, step back!"    

The more they shouted, the more Devil Cultivator spectral cultivators gathered around them.    

Lo Tian saw that both parties were in a stalemate. He immediately held his throat and said with a sharp voice, "Beat him up! If you have the ability, then come and fight! Who's afraid of who? Everyone, attack!"    

With a shout, Lo Tian thought that he could ignite everyone's anger and start a big battle.    

But after he shouted, no matter if it was the Devil Cultivator ghost cultivator or the warriors of Forsaken Clan, they all turned their heads to look at him.    

Fortunately, Lo Tian was wrapped in a black robe and did not reveal his real body. However, the scene was still somewhat awkward.    

The martial cultivator of Forsaken Clan pointed at Lo Tian and said, "You are fanning the flames. Just wait for the leader to throw you into the Devil's Pool!"    

The other ghost cultivators and Devil Cultivator looked at each other. They seemed to have some fear when they heard the Devil's Pool.    

"Go, come. Arrest this guy who likes to shout and bring him to the leader!"    

With another shout, a few martial cultivator of Forsaken Clans came forward. They really wanted to capture Lo Tian.    

Lo Tian was stunned. Were these spectral cultivators' Devil Cultivator so cowardly?    

He continued to scream, "Hey, are you just going to watch? It's me this time. Next time, it'll be you guys. Hey! "    

No one paid any attention to Lo Tian. The Devil Cultivator ghost cultivators beside him were actually chatting idly.    

"The moon is pretty good tonight."    

"Aiya, the smell is quite good. Up!"    

"Devil's Pool ah, hehehe, after melting him, can you help me increase my devil body a bit?"    

"I don't think there's any harm in killing a few more idiots."    

Maintaining the tradition of harming others without benefiting themselves, these group of ghost cultivators looked at Lo Tian as if they were looking at a fool.    

Lo Tian was completely speechless. He didn't run away. He simply let the two martial cultivator of Forsaken Clans drag him into the Forsaken Clan's battle formation.    

At the same time, two thick iron chains were tied to Lo Tian's body.    

The power of sealing devils and suppressing ghosts on the chains was not too clear. Lo Tian raised his eyebrows slightly. This iron chain actually did not have the normal Five Elemental Gold and Illusion Silver.    

This thing was not professional!    

Against ordinary ghost cultivators' Devil Cultivator, this thing might be useful. But against a person like him who doesn't have devilish energy, death energy, or evil energy, this iron chain is trash.    

Seeing this point, Lo Tian didn't even have the strength to struggle.    

He dragged the iron chain and lowered his head, looking like he was resigned to his fate. Then, he walked into the battle formation of Forsaken Clan.    

As soon as he entered, he could see the warriors wearing the clothes of various families. Those who were cultivating, sitting, competing, and sleeping were everywhere.    

Lo Tian had thought that he had some understanding of the Forsaken Clan in the northwest. But now, when he looked at it, he suddenly felt that he was still a little shallow.    

There were nine out of ten families in the Forsaken Clan that he didn't know.    

He looked at those flags. What kind of damn family was a dog and a lion fighting?    

A lion dog?    

There's also a skull as a flag, this ancestor is either a bandit or a pirate.    

This wasn't even the weirdest and weirdest of them all. Lo Tian even saw a flaming chicken leg flag.    

Needless to say, this ancestor was definitely a roast chicken.    

Only when they got closer did Lo Tian see clearly. Oh, it wasn't a drumstick, but the shape of an island.    

Hmm, it was a chicken stall on Fire Island!    

Along the way to the center of the battle formation, all the Forsaken Clan warriors looked at him with disdain, and some even scolded him in public. Obviously, the relationship between the Forsaken Clan and the Devil Cultivator ghost cultivators was worse than Lo Tian had imagined.    

Lo Tian originally thought that the Forsaken Clan had long been corrupted by the Devil Cultivator ghost cultivators, and one-third of the people in the family were Devil Cultivator ghost cultivators.    

But now, it seemed like that wasn't the case at all.    

The Devil Cultivator spectral cultivators and the martial cultivator of Forsaken Clan were very distinct from each other. The cooperation between them was probably only under the leadership of the current leader, Fulong.    

Narrowing his eyes, Lo Tian followed the two small warriors to the innermost room of the battle formation.    

The huge wooden house was brightly lit. Shouts and sounds of discussion could be heard without an end.    

Upon hearing the sounds, one could tell that there was a meeting going on inside. And it was the most important meeting.    

The warrior guarding the door stopped Lo Tian and the others. He said loudly, "Stop. No matter what you do, you are not allowed to go in now. The leader and the family heads were having a meeting. Wait outside if you have something to do! "    

" Yes! "    

The two young martial artists beside Lo Tian did not dare to say anything. They could only obediently lead Lo Tian to a corner.    

In the darkness, Lo Tian turned his head to look at the two young martial artists and said, "Sorry, don't scream!"