How could a female fortune teller be so fierce? This is unreasonable.
Oh no…
The female cultivators in the world of cultivation are all quite tough.
Except Yunque...
Thinking of the gentle goddess of the past, he felt even more sad.
Yue Qing'an looked at these Buddhist practitioners, each holding a bowl and a golden ring, and looking very aggressive, and sighed.
To be honest, they have been imprisoned by these Buddhist practitioners many times.
Since these Buddhists entered, the two of them, as disciples of Penglai, have been under surveillance. Yue Qing'an is a Buddhist, but Chu Ling can't sit still and has been holding back his anger. Chen Muchan came to the door, and the two of them fought fiercely.
Yue Qingan couldn't just sit there and watch, so he threw several stones in different directions and set up a formation on the spot.
The Penglai disciples do not rely on talismans to derive formations like the talisman practitioners, so a few stones are enough.
The two of them tied up most of the Buddhist practitioners. Chu Ling also held a killing weapon in his hand, the chessboard, and took people's lives in a small space.
Chen Muchen naturally didn't dare to confront them head-on.
Although it was embarrassing to be held back by two people, it would be good if they didn't have to fight with those people. Penglai was very sensitive about cause and effect, so the two people would not take the lives of the Buddhists. At most, they would just beat them half to death.
It's much better than being killed...
So Chen Muchan felt at ease and began to lead a group of Buddhist practitioners to slack off.
By the time his master realized what had happened, it was already too late.
"I..." On the other side, Ye Qinghan was forcibly dragged into the battlefield by that idiot Chu Xingzhi. His realm was in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and the only one who could deal with him was the peak master of the Changming Sect. However, he had just opened his mouth to utter a word.
The peak master seemed to have suffered some unbearable pain. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Ye Qinghan: “…”
???
Chu Xingzhi touched his chin, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.
Then after a while, Ye Qinghan watched the peak master who was suspected to have been 'beaten to death' by him. When his head was about to be stepped on by someone, he miraculously resurrected halfway!
The opponent used the same trick again and was knocked down again and pretended to be dead.
Ye Qinghan: “…”
The leader of your sect is really interesting.
The masters of the twelve peaks of the Changming Sect were slacking off like crazy, while the realm of the disciples present was a rare combat power in the world of cultivation, five people from the Wenjian Sect, five people from the Chengfeng Sect, plus the group of little monsters from the Changming Sect.
Unless the peak masters take action to capture them, ordinary cultivators really cannot defeat them.
Immediately, the Seventh Elder and the powerful accomplices put pressure on the group of peak masters with their eyes, signaling them to arrest those unfilial descendants. After all, no matter how rebellious Ye Qiao and his companions were, they could not attack the peak master of their own sect, right?
But I don’t know where those old guys got the inspiration from, they started making excuses, saying it was either back pain or leg pain.
"Oh, I'm old and my eyes are blurry."
"No, no, I'm too old. I can't win. It's true that Changsha's new generation is pushing the old generation out."
There was even an elder who gasped and looked at Ye Qinghan, blurting out a classic line: "This boy is so terrifying!"
Ye Qinghan: “…”
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