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On the other side, there was a group of monsters watching eagerly. Seeing this scene, they shouted loudly: "Immortal Lord, spare our lives, we are innocent!"

Their eyes kept rolling around, and they wanted to throw out the defensive magic weapons on their bodies, but they all knew that they were no match for this Beihan Immortal Venerable.

There are tens of millions of people in the world who practice the way of ruthlessness, but only this one person can achieve fame.

Even the ruthless monks, who are naturally indifferent to emotions, can ascend to heaven with a single thought and become demons with a single thought!

Immortal Venerable Beihan has reached the realm of great perfection. To her, they are nothing but ants, ants that can be easily crushed to death.

Even though this group of people lived a life of luxury and were admired and respected by countless people, they still burst into tears when the time came. They all lost their composure and begged for mercy with pale faces.

Su Miao looked at the young white tiger who was kneeling beside him and said, "Zizhu, why don't you get up and do what you should do."

The young man who was called out looked dull and stood up blankly: "We want to pay blood debt with blood, and then commit suicide with our entire family..."

Is it necessary to do this at this time? Obviously, there are monks on their side, so this method is not advisable.

Su Miao paused for a moment, and thinking of the conversation between the young man and the little phoenix on Bailuo Mountain, she felt it was very normal.

"... Didn't Chiyang tell you how to do it?"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a voice interrupted: "Xiao Hu, don't talk nonsense, Senior Sister, I have already explained it!"

"Master, be careful!" Another voice followed closely, anxious and worried.

The two of them fell to the ground. Lin Yu stood up embarrassedly, scratching his head. "I told you to do it, and now you're falling straight down. It's all thanks to your Uncle Beihan's spiritual power."

Su Miao silently withdrew his spiritual power, and the two of them finally landed on the ground.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the master and disciple. Some were puzzled, some were suspicious, and some had their eyes light up.

"Senior Sister..." Facing his own senior sister's cold eyes, Lin Yu decided to change someone: "Xiao Hu, come over and help me."

Zizhu had no choice but to walk over, holding Lin Yu in one hand and Su Rong in the other.

Even after getting up, Lin Yu was still muttering: "My dear disciple, you must listen to your master's words, otherwise you will end up like your two uncles, and one day you will die..."

Su Rong had no choice but to grab his master's sleeve and said cautiously: "Master, can you take a look at where we are now?"

Danfeng can talk about this, and even Wuwang Sect can do it, but the problem is that they are outside the sect now!

Hearing this, he looked up into a pair of eyes filled with fear and a hint of suspicion. Lin Yu laughed awkwardly: "Xiao Hu, you didn't say why there were so many!"

She spoke with gritted teeth, not daring to direct her resentment towards Su Miao. After looking around, she could only turn to Zizhu.

Su Miao glanced at her lightly and said, "I did it myself, Chiyang, do you have any complaints?"

Hearing the word "Chiyang" again, everyone finally realized their mistake and quickly begged for mercy: "Chiyang Immortal Venerable, please save us. We are innocent."

Among the three great immortals, the one with the best reputation is probably the alchemy representative Chiyang Immortal, whose murderous intent is not as strong as the other two.

Even if he has a kind heart, he is not a pushover. Lin Yu curled his lips and turned to look at the crowd. Seeing that two of them were unconscious, light green spiritual energy surged towards them. "You know whether you are guilty or not. Beicheng can let me go this way, so I won't wrongly accuse you."

The Immortal Lord Chiyang is responsible for the peaceful coexistence between the human race and the demon beast race. It is indeed not a small matter that can affect her.

Su Rong stood beside her and reminded her softly, "Master, this is very good."

Zizhu, who was standing next to them, looked up in surprise, and the two white ears in her hair stood up, revealing a hint of curiosity.

Seeing the person he was waiting for arrive, Su Miao no longer had any reason to stay: "Chiyang, I'll leave this place to you."

She said she was leaving because she knew they would be here soon. Besides, the injuries of Zizhu and other monsters had been healed, so they would not be without the ability to fight against this group of people.

The Wuwang Sect is a cultivator, but they don't favor humans. Similarly, they won't show mercy to monsters. Su Miao wasn't worried that Lin Yu would let this group go, even if he left.

She stayed only because she saw the worry in Fu Chen's eyes, and she was afraid that Fu Chen would suddenly take action and be involved in the cause and effect.

Nirvana is a matter of great importance. Any slight problem can lead to obsession. Fu Chen should be the first phoenix to attempt Nirvana and rebirth in recent years.

Thinking of the little phoenix still waiting upstairs, Su Miao couldn't help but remind Zizhu, the white tiger boy: "If anything happens in Bailuo Mountain, you can find Wuwang Sect."

Hearing this again, the young man lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I thought you would leave us alone." It turned out to be true. The young man raised his head and smiled, his eyes sparkling like stars: "Don't worry, Immortal Venerable, we will."

After saying this, Su Miao made a hand gesture and disappeared. Lin Yu looked at her with envy and whispered, "Senior Sister is really wasting the gift of nature. With so much spiritual power, she actually did this!"

Lin Yu didn't care that no one replied to her. After all, no one present didn't envy her.

A cultivator who has entered the Tribulation Realm can make the world go crazy with a wave of his hands, overturn mountains and seas at will, and even shrink the distance by a thousand miles. The Great Accomplishment Realm of the Ruthless Way is similar to the Tribulation Realm.

Lin Yu coughed twice and got straight to the point: "Do you admit or deny the matter of Wanshoufang?"

"Su Daozhi, is this the good show you told me about?" Under the healing spiritual power, City Lord Zhuang slowly woke up. As soon as he sat up, he grabbed Su Daozhi, who had just woken up.

It turned out that when Su Miao was talking to Chong Ting, he pretended to be unconscious, and someone transferred him to Zhuang Shi's side. As to whether it was one of them who transferred him, no one knew.

When Zhuang Shi woke up, Su Daozhi was still lying on the ground. It was not until he saw his eyelids moving slightly that he realized that he was pretending to be unconscious.

Zhuang Shi, who was furious, grabbed the man and clearly forgot that he and this man were brothers just an hour ago.

Seeing that Su Daozhi was about to faint, Lin Yu finally stopped him: "City Master Zhuang, are you really not taking me seriously?"

She was a cultivator at the Spiritual Transformation Realm, which was one level higher than the Nascent Soul Realm. Zhuang Shi had no choice but to let go of her hand: "Immortal Chiyang, you are joking. I dare not."

It's not that they don't dare, it's clearly because they lack strength, otherwise this group of people would not disregard the rules of the two tribes and actually engage in the business of selling monsters.

Lin Yu smiled wryly: "It's alright, I know what kind of person City Lord Zhuang is."

…

Compared to the hustle and bustle below, it is obviously much quieter up there.

Glancing at the sunflower seed shells scattered on the floor, the overturned wine jars scattered everywhere, and the young man hunched over at the table, Mitsuting lost her previous ease. She touched her nose and said, "It seems like you two are getting along pretty well."

After all, she knew her own apprentice. He looked like an honest and nice guy, but in fact he was very clear-headed and knew who was good to him and who was bad to him.

He would not take out the best spiritual melon seeds casually, let alone drink with them.

Fu Chen, who had been sitting nearby and paying attention to the movements below, raised his eyes to look at her, his red eyes half-empty and filled with fear, and even his body tensed: "Who are you?"

He didn't make a move because he saw how familiar his master was with this man, but he could feel a strong aura from this man, which was the spiritual power of the Mahayana realm.

Fu Chen was also in the Mahayana realm before his death, although it was only one star in the Mahayana realm. But he was very clear about this person's strength. The Mahayana realm was nine stars, and he was only one step away from the Tribulation Realm.

who is she?

Looking at the fearful Phoenix, Chong Ting laughed out loud, his white clothes fluttering like a breathtaking monster: "You must be Fu Chen."

She cast her gaze on the young man sleeping soundly beside her. "I am Chong Ting, the leader of the Hehuan Sect. Lu Qun is my disciple. I heard that you were kicked out of the Wuwang Sect. Why don't you come to my Hehuan Sect?"

She showed no embarrassment about poaching other people's disciples, and spoke in a gradual and measured tone: "Wuwang Sect can't tolerate a half-demon beast like you, but Hehuan Sect welcomes you very much, especially someone like you who is good-looking."

"I'm already dead. Master Chong, haven't you heard about it yet?" Fu Chen looked at her with a vicious smile that revealed his sharp white teeth. Even his red eyes were filled with mockery.

It seems that the group of people still don't know about his death.

"Dead, dead?" Chong Ting paused in the movement of wrapping his hair, raised his hand and a stream of spiritual power surged towards him, but was defeated by the white spiritual power.

"Chongting." The voice was cold and calm, without the slightest ups and downs.

Chongting curled his lips and said, "Miaosu, you are still so boring, but you have finally become a little more human."

She stared straight at the Immortal in White with a charming smile and a scorching gaze that made Fu Chen unable to help but rush forward and stand between the two of them.

However, his body gradually became transparent, and even if he blocked it, it was of little use. At this time, he deeply regretted committing suicide.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he regretted it, he couldn't do it. Su Miao raised her hand and turned him into a furry snow-white bird with its tail feathers grown out, looking ugly but cute.

A laugh rang out, growing louder and louder. Chong Ting leaned against Su Miao, his movements familiar and comfortable. "This is your little phoenix. It's changed color. It used to be so gray that no one would believe it was a phoenix."

"Goo-goo? Goo-goo?! (What are you talking about? Who's gray?!)"

The little phoenix flapped its wings and landed in the palm of its master's hand. Hearing this, his eyes widened. Unlike the red in his human form, they were now a clear black, which was very cute.

Seeing him like this, Chong Ting laughed uncontrollably. She held Su Miao with one hand and covered her abdomen with the other. Her hearty laughter was extremely inconsistent with the charm on her face: "You silly bird, of course I mean you're down!"

Phoenix was stunned, staring at her blankly with her little eyes, then turned to look at her master. The meaning was very clear - how could she understand?

Su Miao stroked the soft fur on his head soothingly. Aside from his tail feathers, he looked like an ordinary bird. There was just a ball of soft fur on his head. "Chong Ting has half Phoenix blood, but she's different from you."

Even though the bloodlines of demon beasts are rare, there are still many types.

The Phoenix lineage is headed by the Qiwu Fire Phoenix, but Chong Ting's bloodline is also not weak. She is the second-tier Blue Phoenix, also called the Blue Luan Bird.

The little phoenix dodged its head and flew into the storage bag hanging around Su Miao's waist.

Su Miao never liked to wear any ornaments. His white robe was only tied with a thin belt, and there was nothing else on it.

The storage bag on her waist was prepared by her for Fu Chen. It was originally made of materials that she asked Chen Luofeng to find, and she personally forged it. In addition to the three cultivation methods of sword, alchemy and talisman, there are also weapon cultivators and formation masters in the world of immortal cultivation.

By chance, Su Miao learned some cultivation techniques of weapon cultivators.

But she rarely made any weapons herself. Although the Wuwang Sect only had four peaks, there were more than just these three cultivators.

His eyes fell on the storage bag at her waist. Chong Ting took a step back to examine it carefully, and exclaimed softly, "Your storage bag is quite good. It was tempered with Phoenix True Fire. But where did you get the Fire Phoenix's tempering fire?"

The fire of tempering is a treasure that the Phoenix clan often uses as a gift to others. Nowadays, few people in the Fire Phoenix clan can refine this.

Chongting wanted to ask more, thinking about the time when Su Miao lost a piece of memory, and in the end it was left unresolved.

Su Miao did not answer this question. The judgment below continued: "Go back to the Su family first. It is not advisable to stay here for long."

Her relationship with Chong Ting should not be exposed, and if she is there, the trial cannot proceed normally.

Even if everyone says that they don’t care about realm, the suppression of higher realm over lower realm always exists.

Chong Ting nodded, then looked up to see that Su Miao had already disappeared after making a hand gesture. He hurriedly grabbed his unconscious disciple...