The leading cultivator's mind quickly flashed through all the Jindan area cultivators he knew, but none of them matched his number.
Unless the face of the person in front of me is fake!
Of course, Shen Qingyi's appearance was fake. After using the illusion face, she turned into an ordinary female cultivator.
She didn't want to alert the enemy!
The Dustless Sword in his hand opened and closed violently, and the surrounding space collapsed.
Blood splattered everywhere, it was almost a one-sided crushing.
When the last monk was about to self-destruct, a vine suddenly pierced his dantian.
Shen Qingyi withdrew her hand, closed the scabbard, and with a surge of spiritual power, the spoils of war on the monks of the Holy King Palace, along with their own wealth, became hers.
A fire broke out and the flames spread to the place where the battle had just taken place.
Shen Qing turned around and met Chang Wenyin's stunned and horrified gaze.
I couldn't help but squint my eyes.
This person was not a monk from the Holy King Palace, but he also did not look like a monk from the Lower Spirit Realm, because the robe he was wearing, if she was not mistaken, should be an immortal robe whose level was suppressed by the realm.
This cultivator is from the immortal world!
Today, the Lower Spirit Realm is cooperating with some forces in the Immortal Realm, but at the same time, although they may not be able to defeat some forces in the Immortal Realm that have bullied them in the past, they will not forget them.
Chang Wenyin couldn't help swallowing when he saw Chen Qingyi walking towards him step by step.
He felt that this ordinary female cultivator in front of him was even more terrifying than those monks from the Holy King Palace!
"You...what do you want to do...I, I am a disciple of Tianyao Xianzun of Lingshan Pavilion! If you...if you kill me..."
He originally wanted to threaten them, but when he thought of the monks in the Holy King Palace, he changed his mind.
"If you save my life, I can reward you! I can give you anything you want! Pills! Formation plates, magic tools, talismans! Immortal stones, everything! I can also... I can also promise you a... a place as an inner disciple of Lingshan Pavilion!"
You should know that Lingshan Pavilion has always rarely recruited disciples from outside, but Lingshan Pavilion is an old force with a very deep foundation. Whether it is martial arts or other things, it is unmatched by many emerging major forces.
This is also why many cultivators in the fairy world would rather join some defeated old small forces than join some newly emerging large forces!
The torrent of time in the fairy world has submerged countless cultivators and forces.
Being prosperous at the beginning does not mean that you can survive long and continue to prosper.
On the contrary, those old forces that have experienced setbacks and ups and downs can often go further.
As the beloved disciple of Tianyao Zun, he has this power! And the conditions are tempting enough!
Lingshan Pavilion is an old and large force, and it also has inner disciples!
If it were in the past, Chang Wenyin would have raised his head high and said this proudly.
But after experiencing this small world of fallen angels, he finally understood some truths.
Lingshan Pavilion is good, and the master's reputation is also good, but there are some places that cannot protect him!
In the past, in the fairy world, there was the power of Lingshan Pavilion and the master's spies, but in the Fallen God world, strength is the standard, and there are all kinds of people. If a cultivator wants to kill him, who would care whether he is a genius disciple of Lingshan Pavilion!
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A gleam flashed in Shen Qing's eyes.
No direct response.
"Why are you being hunted by the monks from the Holy King Palace?"
Hearing Shen Qingyi's question, Chang Wenyin thought of the frustration he had felt during this period and couldn't help but feel angry.
"They! They want to get the elixir from me! Not only do they want to rob me, they also want to kill me!"
Chang Wenyin was indignant and described how he was tricked all the way, entered the Fallen God Realm, was hunted by ancient beasts, and was finally targeted by the people from the Holy King Palace and hunted all the way.
For the treasure on him, he even wanted to kill him to silence him!
Judging from his appearance and tone, his hatred for the Holy King Palace is almost uncontrollable.
Indeed, if his strength did not allow it, Chang Wenyin would have wanted to follow the cultivators from the Lower Spiritual Realm to kill the cultivators from the Holy King Palace!
He had never been so embarrassed before! He was buried in the dust!
The memory of this humiliation haunted him.
Shen Qingyi got some useful information from his words.
There was a harmless smile on his face.
"I see! I was also hunted down by the monks of the Holy King Palace! I was cornered several times and nearly died!"
What she said was true, but it was different from Chang Wenyin's pursuit.
However, when Chang Wenyin heard her words and saw her gritting her teeth, he couldn't help but feel a sense of connection.
It made him feel like he had someone to rely on in this helpless world.
Looking at Chang Wenyin, who was so shocked and excited that his eyes were filled with tears, Chen Qing kept smiling.
Rather than killing the monk with a single sword strike and obtaining the few remaining pills on his body, she would rather plant a bomb in the Holy King Palace.
Moreover, although she did not plan to enter Lingshan Pavilion, she would always make use of the quota.
Shen Qingyi reached out and pulled Chang Wenyin up, with some concern on his face.
"Are you okay?"
Chang Wenyin felt a little uncomfortable. Although the female cultivator in front of him saved him and she looked ordinary, she was still a female cultivator after all. He felt ashamed to see himself in such a miserable state.
This also made him hate the Holy King Palace even more.
"I'm fine. You already know my name is Chang Wenyin. What's your name?"
Chang Wenyin stayed in Lingshan Pavilion because he had been refining pills for many years. He mostly came into contact with the cultivators who admired him in Lingshan Pavilion. Although he was arrogant, due to his lack of experience, in Shen Qingyi's opinion, he seemed a little unintelligent.
After all, she only said one sentence, and the man in front of her almost revealed everything about himself!
And he seemed to have something to say.
"I am Chen Qing from the Lower Spirit Realm."
Hearing that they were from the Lower Spirit Realm, Chang Wenyin couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed.
After all, he still knew about the things happening in the Lower Spirit Realm and the Holy King Palace.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend!
Chen Qingyi took Chang Wenyin with him and killed any monks from the Holy King Palace they met along the way. Although Chang Wenyin followed him, he was a bit of a burden, but he was also useful.
For example, Shen Qingyi allowed some monks from the Holy King Palace to make him embarrassed but not fatally.
He would also deliberately leave out a few seriously injured monks from the Holy King Palace for him to practice with.
While making Chang Wenyin hate the Holy King Palace even more, it also satisfied some of his vanity and pride.
The two of them leaned against a giant tree. Chang Wenyin's face was pale, his body was covered in blood, and he was gasping for breath.
But there was a smile on his face, and his eyes were shining as he looked at Shen Qingyi.
"Chen Qing! You don't know, that Saint King Palace monk just now was so stupid! My sword was already placed there, but he still rushed up! Isn't this deliberately seeking death!"
"That's not necessarily true. I just saw that the monk still had room to resist, but I didn't expect you, Wen Yin, to react so quickly! Thanks to you just now, otherwise I might have been injured!"
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