The shield of the arena disappeared silently, Ao Yuanjiao's blood stained the ground red, and his huge body turned into a mass of minced meat, and even the Yuan Shen did not escape.

Smack!

A burst of abrupt applause suddenly sounded, and people turned their eyes to look at it, but they saw that Ao Wunu, who was originally in a gloomy atmosphere, was now full of spring breeze, clapping his hands and praising loudly: "Fairy Murong has comprehended the magical power of the Buddhas at such a young age, and the future is limitless, and I think I will definitely be able to attain the Bodhisattva status in the future......

Of course, the practitioners of Buddhism are also divided into levels, in the earth world, there are not so many precepts, but in the Yuanling world, Buddhism has its own set of grading standards.

Seeing that Ao Wunu didn't even mean to collect the corpse, he actually opened his mouth to woo Murong Xianxian, and Ao Qing next to him couldn't help but feel a sad sigh of the dead rabbit and fox, and turned his gaze.

"Humph!"

Murong Xianxian snorted disdainfully, and directly blocked Ao Wunu's back words, "Xiaolong, go and get the loot back." Nian was born at will, and the seven flying swords suddenly turned into seven rainbows and flew up from the hands of the Flying Feather Tribe Arbitration Monk, and the sleeves of his clothes were folded away. Stretched out his hand and picked up the four-pole treasure seal and storage ring again, the five-colored glow in his palm flashed, and the divine sense imprint on the two magic weapons had been refined, and Ao Wufu, who was angry with himself, couldn't help but snort.

"You're looking for death!"

Wow!p!p!p!

Ao Qing, who was standing behind Ao Wunu, took a step forward with several cultivators from Tianjiao Palace, glared at Murong Xianxian angrily, and sacrificed their flying swords one after another.

In fact, these cultivators themselves are not all gray Jiao clan, but they are all guards in the Tianjiao Palace, they have been in battle for a long time, not only have they cultivated to a high level, but they are also experienced, in exchange for ordinary cultivators, the breath on their bodies alone makes people retreat, but Murong Xianxian is not afraid at all, Ao Xiaolong, who had just come to the stage to pick up Ao Yuanjiao's storage ring from his flesh and blood, glared, and stood in front of Murong Xianxian, his eyes became a little violent: "What? Do you want to regret it?"

"Palace Master Ao, please restrain your subordinates, do you want to challenge the authority of the Yin family?"

Yin Wanru's face suddenly sank: "The two sides are fair, if you don't want to pay the bet, just leave, but the Yin family will not stop there." ”

"Miss!"

Xu Wanyan quietly stopped, Yin Wanru was too young to do things without thinking about the consequences. Although the Yin family is only stronger than Tianjiao Palace, it is really unwise to offend the third palace master of Tianjiao Palace for the sake of Murong Xianxian, an outsider who does not know the details. Besides, the arbiters of the Flying Feather Tribe who have the most say in this kind of matter will never allow anyone to question the fairness and sanctity of the ruling.

"Don't persuade me, just because he is the third palace master of Tianjiao Palace, he should show the demeanor of a senior monk, and he can't be respected if he is not strong. Yin Wanru said angrily.

Being accused in public by a little girl made Ao Wu's face pale, although those guards were angry with Murong Xian and rude, but this matter could neither be explained nor taken seriously, he repelled several guards, and finally endured it.

The guards of Tianjiao Palace were filled with righteous indignation, and their eyes almost breathed fire, eager to slaughter these humans immediately...... What kind of demeanor? What is that? The habit of the demon clan is to go straight to the point, and what you want will be grabbed with your fists.

For the demon clan, their concept is quite simple, that is, strength is supreme, killing people and robbing goods, just like they hunt for food, they don't have to accept moral criticism at all.

"Qingluan Fairy, I want to duel with you!"

The guards of Tianjiao Palace didn't say anything about 'fighting' this time, and since they had already killed people, the fig leaf was simply taken off...... I have to admit that the strength of these guards is several streets worse than that of Ao Yuanjiao, and they actually have the courage to challenge Murong Xianxian, at least their morale is commendable.

"Yes, it doesn't matter if you go together. ”

Murong Xianxian smiled faintly: "Prepare an immortal weapon or a billion spirit stone first, if you want this fairy to guide, it will also have to pay a price." ”

The guards of Tianjiao Palace were suddenly suffocated, and their noses were crooked...... Murong Xian turned 'duel' into 'guidance', although in terms of cultivation, it didn't seem too much, but ...... How embarrassing is this?!

"Haha, forget it, how can the palace master deal with a junior, let's go back and rest, the danger of the abyss of the sea of fog is beyond your imagination. Ao Wu laughed angrily and said in a senior tone.

The demon clan is not born with a tendon, he believes that if he goes all out, he will be able to crush the other party in the cultivation realm, but it is very likely that he will force him to show his hole cards. And if Murong Xianxian has any other hole cards that have not been revealed, he doesn't want to risk it...... Even if Yin Wanru didn't stop him, the arbiter of the Flying Feather Tribe's would definitely not allow him to break the rules, and when Murong Xianxian was dueling, he had found at least four divine senses that were not weaker than him observing the arena.

"Keep an eye on her, I'm going to let her die in the abyss of the sea of fog!"

Ao Wunu told Ao Qing a word, and then took people away.

"Aren't you fighting? I still want to fight for my master!" Ao Xiaolong was a little depressed. However, his attention quickly shifted to Ao Yuanjiao's storage ring, and he began to count the harvest, looking very happy.

Some cultivators couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, this windfall was definitely rich enough. You must know that most practitioners are accustomed to carrying things with them, especially Mahayana monks like Ao Yuanjiao, whose wealth is absolutely coveted. But after the two battles just now, even if some people suspected that Murong Xianxian was injured, where would anyone dare to step forward and provoke?

When the group returned to the party site, many cultivators greeted Murong Xianxian when they saw her, making everyone look very familiar, but some people showed a jealous look towards her, as if they were wary of her.

Murong Xianxian quickly said goodbye to his master, and the excuse was of course ready-made...... She was also injured and needed treatment.

Although Yin Wanru didn't want Murong Xianxian to leave, she couldn't stop the other party from healing, and she was also very concerned about asking Murong Xianxian if she needed help.

Of course, Murong Xianxian politely refused...... It's just an excuse to heal or something, but her true yuan has lost a lot, and since she has time to recover, she doesn't want to use spirit wine or spirit stones, as for the little injury she received, she has already recovered.

"Murong Daoyou, the Yin family is a very powerful family, although Yin Wanru is young, she obviously has a lot of weight in the Yin family, I think she intends to recruit you. Snow Cloud Falcon said softly, the subtext of which was to persuade her to hug her thighs immediately.

Although it is a little troublesome to offend a Tianjiao Palace, it is just a trouble. But the bet she got today was so attractive that I was afraid that at least three-quarters of the cultivators present would make a move on her if she had the chance.

"I'm not in the habit of working for other people. Murong Xianxian shook his head.

Are you kidding?!

What about the huge strength?

She is a cultivator, isn't she more chic than being a cow or a horse for others?

"Let's all get some rest. "Murong Xianxian is not too worried about the safety here, although she is in the arena, she also knows that during the battle, there are several high-level monks of the Flying Feather Tribe who pay attention to the arena, and she believes that the Flying Feather Tribe's hole cards are more than these.

Soon after returning to the tent, a cultivator came to visit, and after Hu Xinmei reported to Murong Xianxian, she led the other party to Murong Xianxian's room.

"Well, those two battles you just had were really exciting. ”

The monk admired the furnishings in the room and was a little surprised...... There were several items in Murong Xianxian's room that had been brought from Earth, and of course he had never seen them.

"If you have anything to see education, please speak up, I still want to rest. Murong said straightforwardly.

"Of course. ”

If it had been another person, the monk would have drawn his sword and slashed people long ago. But today, after watching those two battles, he was a little afraid of Murong Xianxian, so he said with a smile: "You probably don't know the prestige of Tianjiao Palace, right? ”

The monk closed his mouth and smiled, wanting to see Murong Xian Xian Xian scared, and prayed for his expression, but the other party looked disgusted. As if looking at an idiot.

"If you don't say it, I know, so what?" Murong Xianxian frowned, "If you only want to say this, I'll send you away." ”

"I have formed an alliance with a few Taoist friends, as long as you join us, you can get strong protection, whether it is Taihao Sect or Tianjiao Palace, you can't be touched lightly. The monk forced himself to suppress the displeasure in his heart and explained it to her.

"Oh? You must have asked for shelter, right? The corners of Murong Xian's mouth showed a playful smile, when she first started, she thought that the other party was recruiting her on behalf of a certain force, but now she realized that it was actually a white wolf with empty gloves, could she be very similar to a fat sheep?

"This ......"

The monk had never met such a nun who didn't know how to be 'subtle', and he was stunned for a while, and then he said, "Those shark girls ...... them."

"You want it?" a flash of anger flashed in Murong Xian's eyes, but a smile became more and more on his face.

Seeing Murong Xianxian's expression, the monk thought that he had finished talking, and his face showed a smile, and he was just about to open his mouth to say a few words to express it, when he heard Murong Xianxian say a word: "Get out!"

"Good...... What do you mean?" the monk blurted out in disbelief, "I'm a disciple of the Taiyi Sect, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I said get out, how far and how far away!"

Murong Xianxian's face suddenly showed a faint murderous aura, "I won't say it a second time, do you need me to do it?"

"Okay, count you ruthless!" The monk caught a glimpse of the light flashing in Murong Xian's sleeves, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, "If you refuse our kindness, you will die." After speaking, he hurriedly left Murong Xianxian's tent. RS