After about a quarter of an hour, Peng Guoran opened his eyes and woke up.

Feeling a burst of pain on his face, what happened before he fainted, Peng Cheng felt both angry and resentful, but more fear.

No one can know how he felt at that time, the feeling of being played with by a little girl, powerless, and slaughtered, he believes, he will never forget it in his life.

That little girl's strength is definitely not like the Qi training period she revealed.

Touching his red and swollen cheeks, he knew that the way he looked now must be extremely ugly, but it didn't matter, at least, his little life was saved, and what could be more important than saving his own life?

Peng Chen secretly rejoiced, looked around at the other monks, and finally his gaze fell on Ye Shijun and said, "You woke me up?"

The voice is muffled, it doesn't really sound real, there is no way, his face is still swollen!

Ye Shijun nodded and said, "Peng Cheng, I'm ready to go back to the sect now, you can do it yourself!"

didn't wait for him to reply, suddenly arched his hand, and said to everyone: "Everyone, Ye Mou has left first!"

After speaking, he turned around and left this place with another fellow of Qingfeng Gate.

Several other people glanced at each other, and they also bowed their hands to leave, and in the blink of an eye, Peng Cheng was the only one left here.

Peng Cheng stood there dumbfounded, not making a sound for a long time, and the pain on his face came one after another, reminding him of everything that had just happened.

It took a while to come back to his senses and realize the flying sword that summoned him, but he found that there was no connection between him and the flying sword?

He frowned, stood in place and thought hard, suddenly hit a spirit, quickly took out a paper crane from the storage bag, and blew upward, the paper crane gradually became bigger, Peng Cheng jumped up, and drove the paper crane away gradually.

Getting rid of the tracking of everyone, Ye Xiaoman and the three of them finally relaxed, in fact, he was not afraid of these people, their current cultivation, even if all the people in the Immortal Cultivation Realm stood here, it was just a matter of waving their hands.

It's just that none of them are murderous people, and killing low-level monks for no reason is not beneficial to their cultivation.

They came here just because Ye Xiaoman was very thoughtful and wanted to come out for a walk, she now has a large number of spirit stones and immortal crystals, as long as she has accumulated enough spiritual power and advanced step by step, she will not worry about soaring.

Of course, she didn't think like this at first, because of Gu Yiming's sudden ascension, she felt lost and overwhelmed for a while.

However, when she gradually calmed down and thought about it carefully, all kinds of things that had happened before made her faintly feel something.

Her identity may not be just a simple monk, ascension is an inevitable thing for her, but sooner or later.

Those things are too bizarre, from being caught off guard and overwhelmed at the beginning, to slowly calming down and smoothing things out, Ye Xiaoman also spent a lot of time practical.

If it weren't for thinking about these things, she would have advanced to the later stage of Mahayana, and it might have taken much shorter.

Ye Xiaoman's expression was flat with a hint of a smile, and since she figured it out, her mood has become extremely peaceful.

No matter what awaits her after the ascension, she will face it without hesitation, and at this moment, her heart is extremely firm.