You can always catch up with Tianmu Mountain in a month or two, right? ”

"Rampant, is there anyone who talks to the division commander like this? Do you want to do whatever you want? If you say it's you, even your master wouldn't dare to talk to me like that here! ”

Hearing Ming Hai's angry rebuke, Xiaojuan immediately stood vertically, the smile on her face instantly converged, her eyes looked at her nose, her nose looked at her heart, she didn't say a word, how kind she wanted to be. Seeing Xiao Juan's appearance, the surrounding disciples lowered their heads one by one and laughed quietly.

Ming Hai saw that Xiaojuan didn't say a word, the anger on his face was even stronger, and he asked loudly: "Why don't you speak, haven't you always been able to speak well, can you speak well?" ”

Xiaojuan still didn't say a word as if she hadn't heard it.

"Speak!" Ming Hai shouted impatiently, and the sound buzzed above the top of the mountain!

Xiao Juan burst into tears, sobbing and saying, "My master doesn't dare to speak in front of your old man, how dare I speak?" As he spoke, he cried more and more fiercely, and when he arrived, he coughed violently, followed by a bent waist and squatted on the ground, snorting and tearing, as if he had been wronged.

Xiao Juan grinded along the way, driving a high-grade flying magic weapon, but it just fell in front of the disciples, shopping and stopping, stopping and shopping, tired for a while, hungry for a while, troublesome and troublesome, Ming Hai trained a lot, Xiao Juan said that her mana was low, and she had no strength to instigate the magic weapon, so she wanted Ming Hai to carry her to drive the sword.

That's not all, there are actually more than a dozen young disciples following Xiaojuan, learning from each other, grinding and grinding!

Ming Hai knew that these disciples didn't want to go to Tianmu Mountain, so he made trouble, in front of all the disciples, if he really relied on Xiaojuan and took her to fly with a sword, and he was at peace with dignity? What if other disciples make the same request? In a fit of rage, Ming Hai scolded all the disciples fiercely, and even shouted at Xiao Juan, but he didn't expect that the seedlings were pulled, and the disciples not only didn't listen to them, but the speed became slower and slower.

Xiao Juan is even more like a snail crawling and gradually swallowing, the magic weapon under her feet is running crookedly, as if she has just learned to control the magic weapon, and as soon as she sees a mountain peak in front of her, she will stop and rest for a while without playing.

"I want to eat!" Xiao Juan raised her tearful little face and said carefully, and the disciples were in an uproar.

Ming Hai's lungs were about to be blown up, and with a bang, a ball of blue light flew out of his body, his eyes were wide with anger, his face was hideous, and he said loudly: "Eat, eat, eat, just know to eat, you are an immortal cultivator, and you are not a layman, where do you need to eat?" Don't think that your brother is a disciple of Qingyang Master Ancestor, so he can do whatever he wants with me? Inform you that even when your brother is here, you will obediently obey the instructions of this seat? ”

Xiao Juan seemed to be frightened by Ming Hai's evil appearance, stood up, quickly took a few steps back, and pouted, as if she was about to cry again.

Ming Hai only felt that his head was buzzing, and there was a fierce excitement of wanting to kill the girl in front of him with one palm, and his palm was raised, but he couldn't help it!

Unexpectedly, Luo Xiaojuan only opened her mouth, but she didn't cry, on the contrary, a trace of a perverse expression suddenly appeared on her face, as if she had encountered some very happy job, and she wanted to laugh, but she didn't dare to laugh.

Immediately afterwards, the black eyeballs turned around for a while, and gradually stood up straight, the tears on his face were not dry, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and Gu Li said strangely: "I don't know what Uncle Minghai should call my second brother?" Could it be that my second brother is here, and he still has to bow down to you, and he still has to listen to you? ”

There was a remarkable sarcasm in the words!

On the other side of the boulder. Da Niu and Wang Lung stood up together, their faces gloomy. One after the other walked towards Xiaojuan.

For a moment, the top of the mountain was silent!

Feel the oppressive atmosphere. All the disciples stood up and looked around, and seven or eight young disciples followed Wang Long and Da Niu after they died, and walked towards Xiaojuan without thinking. Some of the other disciples only hesitated for a moment, and then they also followed, and only five thoughtful people quietly retreated into the distance, looking at their postures, as if they were not in a mood to help each other about the impending dispute!

After cultivating in the Qilong Spiritual Vein Flint Stone Ding Sect for more than two hundred years, Ming Hai had never encountered such a situation where low-level disciples were openly opposed to the older generation of the Jindan period, and he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

Before that. Every time the Qilong Spiritual Vein Flint Ding Sect sent disciples, they were drawn from various sub-peaks and various functional halls. An important reason for this is that these disciples who are not familiar with each other should supervise each other, so as to prevent the phenomenon of collusion and annexation of interests in the sect.

This time, ninety percent of these disciples came from the Spirit Rune Hall, and most of them were elite disciples from the various peaks to which the Spirit Rune Hall belonged. Far away from the Qilong Spiritual Vein Flint Dingmen, which has been stationed abroad for 30 years, the impact on cultivation can be imagined, and it is very likely that he will not be able to enter the Jindan realm.

These disciples were already full of complaints. Along the way, he was repeatedly reprimanded by Ming Hai, and he was even more dissatisfied, but Xiaojuan was also very unconvinced. Adding fuel to the fire here, all the connections between people and Minghai fell into serious trouble.

Among the two dozen disciples. Tianxiu and Tianli have eight disciples, including Wang Long, Da Niu, and Xiao Juan. There is also the connection of the Northern Underworld Tianyuan Fulong, and it is naturally not afraid of the Ming Sea.

Ming Hai saw more than a dozen disciples standing in front of him in a demonstrative manner. Fan-shaped himself in the middle, a trace of murder flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "What are you doing?" Do you still want to commit the following rebellions? ”

Wang Lung's beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, blocking in front of Xiao Juan, and said in a deep voice: "How dare I rebel?" I'm afraid that the master wants to kill his fellow disciples! Along the way, the master sneered at my disciples like enemies, insulting our masters from time to time, and now he is disrespectful to the ancestors of his own sect. The disciple now doubts whether the master is a disciple of Qilong's spiritual vein flint after all? Is there any blood feud with the Spirit Rune Palace? Do you want to take us out of anger and take the opportunity to retaliate! ”

The series of questions is said to be crisp and neat!

Another gray-haired old man said: "When this sect was in trouble, we fought to the death with the enemy, where was Uncle Shi at that time?" The disciple only remembers this disaster, the disciples of Uncle Shi were the first to flee from Qilong Spirit Vein Flint Stone Ding Mountain, and the casualties were the smallest in the door, it seems that Uncle Shi is because of this, his mana has not been damaged, and his supernatural power has soared, and now he has the strength to bully me! ”

After that, his eyes swept over several other disciples not far away, and said loudly again: "The disciples of Tianji Peak have all stood up, when this sect was in trouble, Shizun desperately saved our lives, today Uncle Minghai has insulted Shizun one after another, let's ask Uncle Minghai to give an explanation!" Hearing this, four monks walked towards the old man.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, I can't wait for Tianmu Mountain, now I'll go back to the sect to find the masters to evaluate the reason, if you are with a narrow-minded person like him, I'm afraid I won't stay in Tianmu Mountain for thirty years, and my life will not be guaranteed!" Another young disciple dressed in a brocade robe and dressed brightly stretched out his hand to point at Ming Hai and said angrily, and even the word "uncle" became "he".

Although this disciple only needs to practice the cultivation of the fifth layer of qi, there are two bulging storage bags hanging from his waist, one left and one right, it seems that it is not the elite disciple of any immortal cultivation clan, but the person who has a great connection with the Jindan stage cultivator in the Qilong Spirit Vein Flint Stone Ding Sect.

For a moment, the crowd was excited, and many people sacrificed the magic weapons in their hands. As early as when Wang Lung was speaking, Da Niu had already sacrificed an earthy yellow spear weapon in front of him, and in his other hand he was holding a primary-level talisman seal to prevent Ming Hai from asking questions.

The gap between the mana realm between the Qi cultivation period monks and the Jindan period monks is significant, if there are sixty or seventy Qi cultivation period disciples, maybe these twenty or more disciples are full of Qi cultivation at the sixth or seventh level, such a close interval, Ming Hai is afraid that he will have to consider one or two, and the disciples who are standing in front of him now are full of young disciples who are practicing Qi at the fourth or fifth level, Ming Hai will naturally not be afraid.

Facing the angry world, Ming Hai gradually calmed down, smiled hehe, and said, "Finally revealed his true face?" It seems that Senior Brother Mingde is right, you think that when Senior Uncle Xuanguang was attacking from the three factions, he sat on the Qilong Spirit Vein Flint Stone Ding Mountain, and made great contributions, so he could ride on the heads of the disciples of the other Si Dian and be domineering? It seems that if you don't have a little experience, you won't know who you are, and you won't know how to respect your teacher! ”

After that, the big sleeve waved at will, and with a "boom", a ball of blue light gushed out from the sleeve, covering the disciples in front of him, where the blue light passed, the eight or nine disciples who were closest to him suddenly had their whole body mana condensed, and their hands and feet could not move a bit.

All the disciples changed color, but they didn't expect Ming Hai to really make a move, and as soon as they came up, they banned our mana. With such a close interval, where can you cast a spell to escape, and not let it be divided?

For a moment, the spiritual light in the crowd shone, and the disciples who could move flew backwards one after another, and one by one they quickly sacrificed the magic weapons in their hands, and the five-colored light shone in the air, and more than a dozen magic weapons roared and flew towards the Ming Sea.

Far away, the five disciples who remained neutral saw that the situation was not good, and they had already smeared oil on the soles of their feet and took the opportunity to slip away!

"The pearl of rice grains also shines!" Ming Hai said contemptuously, he didn't look at the bottom of the dozen or so magic weapons that flew over, the sleeve of his left robe only shook quietly, the blue light went back, and a strong gushing out, showing a huge cyan vortex in front of him, more than a dozen magic weapons were trapped in the whirlpool, unable to move, and instantly lost his mind with the master, and the wailing turned into a few inches, Ding Ding dangdang fell in front of Ming Hai.

"Still want to run? If you already dare to make things difficult with this seat, you have to think of the end early! Before the words fell, Ming Hai raised his right hand,