Qiuqiu looked at the people sitting around, her gaze completely unaffected by the distance. Of course, the convenience and benefits brought by realm ascension are far more than that.

She lowered her eyes, and she could feel the spiritual power emanating from these people in the main hall, and those air masses of different strengths and weaknesses had different colors and attributes. Red, green, yellow, blue, green. The aura of those disciples with less skill is also weaker, and they are all a deep and shallow white, like a diffuse mist, and some even have a gray aura. But the colors of those strong are different, and the colors they exude are different. Everyone has a biased attribute, and some people's breath is light green, like growing grass, revealing a freshness, but this breath is very, very little.

Qiuqiu can also feel the breath on his body, which is as green as the lake.

The most common air masses in the field are different shades of red and even black. If there is a human life under him, even a person who is murderous by nature, his breath will gradually be dyed with blood. It's not like the blood on the body, it will be rinsed away with water, it is a color that will never fade away, and it will be entangled with the person until he disappears from this world.

This feeling is not particularly distinct, and Qiuqiu can't stay in this state all the time in such a crowded place. This kind of realm requires the spiritual platform to be empty and clear, without any distractions.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and then her consciousness seemed to rise and fall back to her body from the depths of the water, with a cold chill, which lifted people's spirits.

Fang Zhenren took out a letter and handed it to Elder Ou.

The eyes of many in the hall fell on the letter, and their eyes were so eager that they wished to burn a few holes in the sleeve of the letter, so that they could get a glimpse of what was really written in it.

It's a pity they can't see it.

Then these eyes moved from the unfolded and read letter to Elder Ou's face, as if trying to deduce what was written on the letter from the change in his expression.

Elder Ou glanced at it hurriedly and handed the letter to Shi'er.

The corner of Qiuqiu's eyes swept to the letterhead, and all the names were written on it.

On the full three pages, at least more than 100 names were written.

Qiuqiu didn't know how these names were obtained, in short, it would never be an easy process.

Shi'er handed the list to the guard.

The guards only need to glance at these names to remember these names.

He strode forward, not much faster. Then he quickly stopped in front of a man.

The man's face was pale, and he almost collapsed in his chair.

A disciple behind Guan Wei stepped forward: "Yu Zhangmen, we have something to ask you to talk to the back hall." ”

The words were very polite, but as long as you pay a little attention, you can find that the retreat that this person may have escaped before and after has been sealed without a trace.

The man's mouth opened, but he didn't make a sound.

The person in front of him was murderous, so powerful that he couldn't even raise the strength to resist.

He knows best what he's done. But he didn't really plan to do anything when he had the mentality of following the crowd to pick up cheap. She's just, he's just thinking that if the one who encouraged him has the upper hand, and Jiufeng becomes fat on the anvil, then of course he can get a piece of the pie in the winner's ranks. If Jiufeng is strong, then he won't do anything. Anyway, I didn't leave any handle for anyone, but I just made a verbal agreement that I wouldn't get into trouble......

Yu Zhangmen's legs were so weak that they could barely support him to stand up, and both legs were trembling.

He was afraid that as soon as he left with these people, there would be no more people like him in the world from now on, and no one would give him a head, and his restless junior disciples were only afraid that they would applaud and celebrate, thinking that he had died well and died a well-deserved death.

Yu Zhangmen trembled uncontrollably: "Tube, Tube Zhangfeng, I really didn't do anything......"

Guan Wei didn't bother to talk to him like this at all, or the disciple behind him said: "Master Yu, let's go." ”

No, you can't go with them. The door to the apse looked black, and in the eyes of the master, it was simply a ghost gate, only entering, never out.

"I know something else, and it must be useful to you." He turned his head, glanced left and right, and pointed at a person with his hand accurately: "It's him, it's him who came to me, it's he who instigated me, I'm just confused for a while, I just respond to him, and I don't plan to ...... with him at all."

The man he pointed at was furious: "Don't talk nonsense! You know what you did, what do I have to do with you? You want to pull a cushion on your back when you're dying! ”

The mentality and character of these people are so despicable that they simply refresh Qiuqiu's three views. Or are people who cultivate the truth, just by virtue of the mental nature of these people, what kind of entry can they enter after cultivating for hundreds or thousands of years? So narrow-minded, ugly, selfish......

Yu Zhangmen and the person he had identified just now were dragged out of the main hall together.

Then several more people were taken out.

It's not that no one intends to come hard, and even wants to run away from the door. But......

Under the suppression of Guan Wei's absolute strength, these people's trapped beast fights were just in vain.

One person even drew his sword and rushed towards Guan Wei, and in the blink of an eye, his sword was knocked away by volley, Guan Wei didn't make a move, and several disciples behind him took out their swords at the same time, just like fireworks lit in unison, drawing a flowing brilliance in the air.

The person who shot was pierced by several swords at the same time, and it was like a flying insect that had hit a spider's web, and his body that had just jumped up fell down heavily. The two disciples next to him shot together, and the long rope tied the man up and quickly dragged him away.

This man hasn't lost his breath yet, but what awaits him is no better than a dead end.

Shi'er didn't let people kill them on the spot, and there must have been his intentions to arrest these people.

After such a round of cleaning, many chairs in the field were empty. Many people who showed indignation on their faces at the beginning don't dare to raise their heads at all now.

This is the way of the world, the weak eat the strong, whoever has the big fist is the truth.

Many of them had come with different intentions in mind, and now they wanted to bury their heads under the table and hide them.

Jiufeng has suffered a great injury since the accident decades ago, and the positions of the peak master and the head of the peak have been vacant for a long time, and many people can't help but gradually look down on them, and after hearing that the current peak master of Jiufeng is a sick and weak teenager, they feel that Jiufeng has nothing to fear now.

Eighty percent of them think that the situation now is like a three-year-old child walking in the city with a treasure in his hand.

The fact slapped them head-on and woke them all out of their frenzy.

The Peak Master and Palm Peak of the Nine Peaks had already proved with their strength how ridiculous their ideas were.

In the chaos after breaking the jade cup just now, it was not that no one wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but the formation in the main hall was so difficult for them to move an inch, let alone breaking through the door, they couldn't approach the temple gate at all. In other places, they also pondered, long windows, skylights, and even some people tried to break the walls, all of which failed.

It's like a pack of jackals, thinking that there is a sick old horse in front of them, and everyone wants to pounce on it and bite it hard, but when they come to it, they find that what stands up in front of them is not a weak and bullying animal, but a strong and ferocious lion.

The new peak master of the Nine Peaks, this is taking this opportunity to stand up to them on this occasion.

That's right, it's Liwei.

In the past, the peak masters didn't have to do this, because most of those people were in the prime of life, and they already had enough strength and fame, and their status matched his strength, and of course others didn't dare to take the food.

But now Shi'er, Guan Wei, Lin Su and their group are too young, if they want the respect and respect of others, and if they want Jiufeng to be stable and peaceful in the future, they have to dispel their delusions and greed, and they will be hurt and afraid of them at one time.

What's more, who is behind these people? Qiuqiu thought that it might just be some little people, or the old enemy of Jiufeng that Shi'er said. But seeing that the peaceful days are not a few days away, and the traces of monsters have reappeared after hundreds of years, these people have no sense of crisis at all, and it is estimated that no one should think that they should be together with the outside world.

After all, the horror of monsters has long been a legend, and now except for Qiuqiu and Shi'er, no one else has seen monsters at all, and they can't experience their horror.

So until now, they have only stared at the little profits in front of them, calculating each other.

Qiuqiu thought that if all this was not accidental, and there were monsters mixed in it, maybe it was the monsters behind the scenes that led to today's scene. After all, the medicine of Soul Loss is something only found by monsters.

It is impossible for anyone to be soft-hearted now, and it is impossible for anyone to stop moving forward. Jiufeng now seems to have the upper hand in front of these people, but in fact, there are internal and external troubles, and the wind and rain are shaking.

Yu Zhangmen and the others who wagged their tails and begged for mercy looked really pitiful, but if the situation was reversed today, when people were swords and I was fish, those people would never show mercy to their subordinates.

Qiuqiu turned her head and glanced at the person beside her.

Shi'er didn't move, but under the sleeves of his robe, his hand gripped hers tightly.

His palms were steady, and there was no trace of panic.

He was steadfast in his path to take, to be done.

Qiuqiu also turned her head and looked at the people in the main hall.

She will go with him, and she will be with him, no matter how unpredictable the road ahead. She was with him, and he snuggled up to her.

They will give each other courage and encouragement.

Another person was called by name. After the previous lesson, although this man was also frightened, he did not trap the beast and fight, nor did he break the jar and drag another companion into the water. He stood up tremblingly and followed Jiufeng's disciples towards the back hall.

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