"There are forgiving people and forgiving people, they are all figures in the cultivation world, there is no need to be so aggressive!"

There were several cultivators surrounding Tang Xuanming, constantly speaking to dissuade him.

"Put Wang Er down quickly, he is going to suffocate to death, this lesson is deep enough, I think he will definitely remember it." ”

Another cultivator spoke up and dissuaded Tang Xuanming.

Tang Xuanming looked at all this coldly and did not say anything.

But the few local mountain people who had stood up to accuse the second king of the fast sword before saw several cultivators surrounding Tang Xuanming, and they were originally angry, and they immediately stopped talking, and the four of them glanced at each other, and one of them stood silently behind Tang Xuanming.

The other three hesitated, not daring to step forward.

No matter how much courage they had before, when they really stood in front of the practitioners, they were able to feel their own insignificance and humility.

Compared to the cultivators who flew to the heavens and the earth, their strength was too low.

It's exactly like two species, they don't have the courage to stand in front of the cultivators, but they don't just run away, they still stand in place.

Facing the questioning of many cultivators, Tang Xuanming suddenly smiled, and the young cultivator in front of him also smiled, thinking that such an incident would be successfully concluded here.

"Brother Dao is really sensible...... Target. ”

"Click!"

Tang Xuanming's right thumb was slightly forced, and the cultivator who was pinched by him was directly twisted and his neck was broken, and he couldn't moan, and he died directly.

The young cultivator in front of him had a pale face, and the other cultivators who surrounded him didn't look good.

"Okay, good, good, it seems that Brother Dao is determined to stand up for this group of ordinary natives. ”

"For the sake of a group of ordinary people with humble lives, you actually want to wave a knife at your colleagues, you are very good, really good!"

In the face of continuous interrogation, Tang Xuanming's face did not change, and he retorted coldly: "I can't even distinguish my own race, I don't even know the enemies I face, treat my own race like livestock, such a cultivator, I don't disdain to be with you, if the cultivators all think like this, then I have always been an ordinary person, and I have never been a cultivator." ”

After Tang Xuanming finished speaking, he didn't care what the reaction of this group of people was, he turned around and walked directly towards his residence.

Four local residents also followed behind him, silent and silent.

Several cultivators behind Tang Xuanming looked at Tang Xuanming's exposed back, and one of them had a fluctuation of true qi blooming on his body, but after hesitating for a moment, the brilliance flashing in his hand still disappeared, and he didn't attack Tang Xuanming, but just cursed in a low voice.

"It's not going to be that easy. ”

Tang Xuanming heard the unwilling whisper behind him, but he smiled disdainfully.

The wailing of the weak sounds meaningless.

On the third day after the incident, the ceremony of the corpse exorcism faction finally took place.

The ceremony was held in a grand manor house, which occupies a vast area and is a huge valley floor in the middle of the mountains.

Surrounded by endless bamboo forests, even in the middle of winter, the continuous bamboo forests add a touch of sparkle to the weather.

The valley was crowded with people, and it was full of cultivators.

The reason why it is so beautiful is not because of the supreme scenery of the corpse chaser faction thousands of years ago.

That's unrealistic, and people's forgetfulness is always great.

Not many people remember the events of a thousand years ago until now, at most some of the old monsters of the sect and the major holy places have recorded them, and the new faction has already thrown them out of the clouds.

What really attracted countless cultivators was the two mysterious battles in the capital of Chu State.

Gu Xi took the Fallen Angel to face the ten young masters of the younger generation, and the invincible demeanor of the Fallen Angel spread throughout the cultivation world.

And another battle that caused a sensation in the cultivation world was Gongsun Xuanyuan blasting the invincible fallen angel with a shocking blow, and nailing an elder of the corpse chasing faction to death in the central square of the Chu State.

Gongsun Xuanyuan, the first person of the younger generation, who is known as invincible, and the corpse chaser faction are on the bar, and many people want to take a look.

"Whew, my Uncle Long is back in the rivers and lakes again!"

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon lay on Chen Nan's back, and let out a high-profile long howl, which made a group of people look sideways.

Tang Xuanming, who was hidden in the crowd, looked at them twice.

"Keep it low, damn riffraff dragon, you forgot about the time when you were targeted by the Fallen Angels. ”

Chen Nan cursed in a low voice, as long as he stayed with the ruffian dragon, it would not be a good thing, this high-profile ruffian dragon would always make all eyes focus on him.

The ruffian dragon pursed his lips disapprovingly, and the two dragon whiskers on the side of his mouth trembled, he was a little dissatisfied, but he really didn't speak.

The opening ceremonies of the corpse expulsion sect are similar to the opening ceremonies of the major righteous path holy places, and there are piles of nonsense and clichés.

The high-sounding song praises the history of the corpse-driving sect and praises their practice.

"My corpse chaser faction has always stood on the standpoint of the cultivation world, suppressing zombies everywhere, eliminating evil ghosts, and has always claimed to be a pillar of righteousness, when the ancestor in order to suppress zombies, in order to return a bright peace in the world, and even incarnated as a zombie on his own, such a fearless spirit is worth learning from all our juniors......"

When Tang Xuanming heard such shameless words, his cheeks twitched twice.

I feel that the corpse chasing faction is really shameless to the extreme.

Many of the cultivators' figures wanted to refute it, but when they saw the two four-winged angels standing on both sides of the manor, one black and one white, intact, everyone applauded for the openness of the corpse chaser faction.

I really felt that the feeling faction was thinking about the human realm, and when the coercion of the sixth-order invincible powerhouse appeared near the stands, everyone understood that it was the invincible corpse king of the corpse chasing faction who appeared.

Look at this sentence sealed in the coffin, the invincible corpse king with blood all over his body and green eyes glowing.

Even the descendants of the major holy lands began to applaud, admiring the corpse chasing faction for the cultivation world, for the human world, for the Eastern Earth Continent.

It can be said that the scene is harmonious.

At the same time, some practitioners are also cursing in their hearts.

"Where is Gongsun Xuanyuan? Didn't he say that he was going to openly attack a wave of holy lands? Why hasn't it appeared yet?"

The elders of the corpse chasing faction who presided over the opening ceremony also looked around, waiting for Gongsun Xuanyuan to appear, and they couldn't wait to take this character under the knife and pick up the lost face of the corpse chasing faction.

It's a pity that they didn't see anything.

In the crowd, Gongsun Xuanyuan, who had turned into an ordinary mountain people, looked at such a scene and was silent, he didn't plan to play now.

The elder of the corpse chaser sect didn't find any trace of Tang Xuanming, and was slightly disappointed, but he didn't care much.

The lost face of the corpse faction is about to return.

Whether Gongsun Xuanyuan came or not, he glanced around and said loudly: "Now is the strong challenge of the opening ceremony, friendly exchanges, point to the end, who is willing to come on stage and show the magic skills of your faction." ”

Two intact four-winged angels stood behind him, one black and one white like two door gods, a faint coercion emanated, and no one in the audience spoke.