The girl opened her eyes wide and started thinking quickly.
What realm is Ye Qiao at?
Can it actually easily wipe out the pressure of the fusion period?
But no matter what realm it is, it is always higher than one's foundation building level. As a pendant, the best choice is to hold on to the other person's thigh.
Ye Qiao pushed those kids behind him, and the others were so shocked by the pressure that they couldn't even stand.
Now she was the only one standing.
The Seventh Elder walked towards Yuming Mountain step by step. Every step seemed to be stepping on the hearts of the people inside, so heavy that it made people feel unprecedented suffocation.
The pace was steady and slow, as if deliberately torturing the people inside.
The heartbeats of everyone in Yuming Peak quickened with the footsteps of the Seventh Elder, and their bodies trembled in unknown fear.
Ye Qiao, the only one standing in the field, knelt down the moment before his cold gaze swept over her. A man of insight is a hero. Standing alone stood out from the crowd. She had no intention of competing with him for the time being. At least, before she could find out anything, the best strategy was to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances.
She has always been able to bend and stretch.
Integrity? Integrity can only be acquired by being alive.
In the world of cultivation, ability is everything, and if you can't win, you have to admit it.
The Seventh Elder looked at everyone with disdain. Before he could open his mouth to protest, he saw the inconspicuous disciple, who seemed to be called Ye Qiao?
She was the first to greet him: "Greetings, Master."
The disciple knelt first, and the disciples behind him gritted their teeth and followed suit, their voices as thin as mosquitoes: "Greetings, Sect Master."
It was the first time that the Seventh Elder saw such a wise disciple. The corners of his lips curled up. In view of her tact, he did not start a massacre right away. Of course, it was only a matter of time before he started a massacre. He needed to clean up all the people and replace them with his own people.
Ye Qiao bowed her head while sneering in her heart. The sect leader's order was in her hand. Even if it only recognized those with high realms, it would not have any effect if the Seventh Elder had a fake one in his hand.
Similarly, her realm is low, and the sect leader's order has no effect in her hands.
But at least, the token is in her hands, so the constraints on the elders no longer exist.
When Xue Yu rescues the elders, the elders can at least help her delay time.
"Seventh Elder?" A disciple who knew the Seventh Elder and had even been taught by him covered his mouth in disbelief: "You, you are in the Fusion Realm?"
The Seventh Elder snorted and laughed, and said coldly: "Call me Sect Master!"
The pressure came again, and someone was shocked to the point of spitting blood and his face turned pale.
Some people had fear written all over their faces, while others were completely confused and had no idea what was going on.
Ye Qiao sighed.
Even for someone like Mu Li who practices the Way of Killing, it is rare to see someone so moody. He couldn't help but frown and said in a cold voice: "Are you sure you can delay it? Ye Qiao."
A peak of fusion, and a moody peak of fusion.
Not only did she need to delay until Xue Yu brought the elders, she also needed to try to break the external formation at the same time. Otherwise, even if the elders came, the chances of winning against a group of Spirit Refining and Void Refining cultivators would be slim.
That is the peak of the fusion that no one can defeat except those who are undergoing tribulation.
Even Qin Fanfan found it difficult to compete with him.
This tests not only how many cards she has in her hand and her dodging ability, but also her brain.
Mu Li had never seen anyone's tribulation trial start in such a hellish way.
Even after she came in, not only could she not rely on anyone, but she also needed to be in the Spirit Transformation Stage, at the peak of the Fusion Stage, to protect so many people present.
The key point is that Ye Qiao is quite awesome. She has never failed in any trial. It is no wonder that heaven cherishes her as such a free labor force with awesome professional skills.
If she were to become a demon and come to their demon world, Mu Li would also be very interested.
"Why are you doing this?" Ye Qiao, who was kneeling on the ground, spoke.
She knew her question was stupid, but at least it allowed her to delay for a while.
Villains have always been able to talk a lot since ancient times. I just hope he can talk a little longer.
Ye Qiao almost swore to heaven that she would never complain about those talkative villains in TV dramas again.
He glanced at all the kneeling Changming Sect disciples, all of whom looked very submissive, led by Ye Qiao. "Why do you say that?" He repeated Ye Qiao's words, chuckled, with a sinister look, and a firm and cruel voice. "In fact, after so many years in Changming Sect, I don't hate you all, but for my plan, you must die!"
He must take control of Changming Sect in a short period of time!
When he was struck by the Heaven and almost lost his soul in the place of ascension, he fled to this world of cultivation. At that time, his realm was only at the pitiful peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Later, he recuperated in the Changming Sect and relied on various treasures to improve his realm little by little to the Fusion stage.
He had been lying dormant for decades just for this moment!
Even if he dies, he would rather die on the way to ascension than waste his time in this world of cultivation!
"Seventh Elder..." His words were too cruel.
"Has our Changming Sect ever let you down?" A disciple said with trembling lips, still unable to believe that it could be the Seventh Elder.
After all, they are all at an age where they don’t know how high the heavens are or how deep the earth is. One young man angrily asked, “Aren’t you afraid of being punished by God?”
"A ruthless person like you, that person will never allow you to ascend!"
They did not dare to mention the Heavenly Dao lightly, and vaguely used "that person" instead. The Seventh Elder was immediately enraged, and with a casual finger, he picked out a young disciple. The other party did not even have the ability to struggle. In the hands of a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, it was easier to kill him than to crush an ant.
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