The main peak of the Changlan Sect.

Lin Xining was still sitting in the pavilion drinking tea and watching the excitement.

Next to him, there stood a row of disciples.

Just now, after Liu Fengci found out that a monk was making trouble, he directly summoned all these personal disciples to come to Lin Xining for refuge.

The mountain protection array of their sect is the opponent of these hundred immortal sects, and now he and the great elders have to protect Zhu Hua.

It is inevitable that the situation of the sect will not be taken care of.

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Outside the pavilion, a dozen or so disciples looked at each other and looked at each other.

The sect master asked them to come and seek refuge in this senior, and they complied and came.

But isn't this senior too laid-back.....

Elder (Master) They are living and dying outside, but this one is leisurely drinking tea and watching the excitement!

These personal disciples silently shed bitter tears in their hearts for their masters and sect masters, and at the same time, their hearts began to be proud.

This senior is so leisurely, he naturally has big hole cards.

I can't say that it's still a big killing move that the hundreds of immortal sects outside can't fight!

In this way, a group of people looked at the hundred immortal sects outside the sect from afar at this time, and their eyes were all ..... Commiseration?

There are even a few disciples who still make up in their hearts, and the picture of the hundred immortal sects attacking the door, and then being cut down by Lin Xining with a sword.

Unconsciously, these disciples' attitude towards Lin Xining's laid-back attitude gradually changed.

Look at this demeanor, this wantonness! This is the style of a big guy!

The suzerain deserves to be the suzerain, but he has more foresight than them!

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Lin Xining, who was watching the excitement in the pavilion, felt the surging emotional changes around him, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

What a bunch of inexplicable little fools.

I didn't know that the family heirs who were rated as little 'fools' by Lin Xining looked at Lin Xining's figure at this time, and their eyes were full of eagerness.

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Outside the Changlan Sect.

The black-bearded old man led by the Immortal Palace of the Hidden World, while stroking his beard, was calculating what was this in his heart.

The middle-aged monk led by the Zixiao Sect standing next to them had a straight face, glanced at the black-bearded old man, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Elder Wang, what are you doing with the Changlan Sect?"

"I am your junior, and I would like to ask you for your opinion."

The black-bearded old man listened to the middle-aged monk's words, put away the calculations in his heart, and smiled on his face.

"I remember that you are the outer sect elder of the Zixiao Sect, hehe, since you sincerely ask for advice, I won't ask you to tell you about it."

As he spoke, this blackbeard old man looked like he was pointing the country, and he talked with the middle-aged monk with the posture of a pioneer.

The middle-aged monk looked at Blackbeard's words, and his face also showed an appearance of humbly asking for advice.

While listening carefully with modesty on his face, he devalued this blackbeard in his heart as worthless.

Those little immortal sects a hundred meters to the left of the Zixiao Sect secretly listened to the voice of the blackbeard old man, and the not-so-smart brains were suddenly like being enlightened and clearing the clouds.

Immediately, after waiting for Blackbeard's old man to finish speaking, he stepped forward to compliment him diligently.

Hug your thighs, hug your thighs!

These little immortal sects, but they all want to follow these big immortal sects behind rubbing some broth to drink, they have no chance to get their hands on the ancient secret treasures, but in the final analysis, this Changlan Sect is a medium immortal sect with a background than their sect.

When the time comes..... The resources that these big immortal sects can't look down on, aren't they the ones of these small immortal sects.

The more I thought about it, the more excited these little immortal sect monks became, and the greed in their hearts was even more straightforwardly written on their faces.

The middle-aged monk scoffed at these little immortal sects for having never seen the world, and even belittled them in his heart.

Even under the rainbow farts of these little fairy gates, the fluttering black-bearded old man was scolded by the middle-aged monk in his heart.

A group of fools who have never seen the world, even their group of earth-shattering dogs dare to fight the idea of Changlan Sect.

The elders of the Immortal Palace are also waste! was held by a group of mud and tile dogs, and I didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick.

As soon as I looked at his smiling wrinkled face, I knew that he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

This kind of immortal gate treated by this kind of person can even rank among the first-class immortal gates, which is simply a shame for their first-class immortal gates!

The more the middle-aged monk thought like this in his heart, the more he looked down on the Retreat Immortal Palace, and quietly excluded this Retreat Immortal Palace from the ranks of competitors in his heart.

"Elder Wang, I suddenly remembered that there were other things, so I won't bother you."

The touted fluttering black-bearded old man heard the middle-aged monk's voice and waved his hand indifferently.

In this way, the middle-aged monk left here with the disciples of his own immortal sect.

Mu Qing, who was behind the black-bearded old man, glanced at the middle-aged monk who was leaving, whispered to the fellow disciple next to him, and left quietly.

At the scene, a few disciples from other immortal sects also quietly left their own immortal sect team at the same time.

……

In an unremarkable small dirt mountain, an isolation circle was arranged here by Mu Qing.

Mu Qing saw that after arranging the isolation array, he pinched the trick with both hands and hid his figure.

Soon, one after another, those male disciples who had left their own immortal sect team came here one after another.

In the same way, they pinch the trick before the isolation circle.

Their figures immediately disappeared in place like Mu Qing.

…

The picture flipped, and these male disciples who had disappeared appeared in a valley.

The valley was full of white bones, and the ground was full of blood and qi that soared to the sky.

But these male disciples who came here were unconscious, their eyes were blank, and they mechanically stepped on the white bones and walked towards the center of the valley.

The center of the valley.

A huge bloodstone stood on a platform made of white bones, and the Mu Qing nun was sitting quietly cross-legged at this time.

Soon, those male disciples all walked to the edge of this platform.

Mu Qing, who was sitting there cross-legged, also stood up from the stage at this time, and she looked at the male disciples who were standing around the platform, with a cruel and contemptuous smile on her face.

"This group of supplements is far worse than the previous batch, but it can be considered to be of some use to me."

After saying this, a strange smile appeared on Mu Qing's face.

At the same time, her hands were not idle, pinching the trick frantically, and her mouth also spit out obscure incantations.

As she chanted more incantations, the bloodstone behind her began to glow eerily red.

Then, the godless male disciples began to harm themselves, slitting their arms with the natal weapons they carried.

Drops of blood flowed down their outstretched hands onto the bone platform.

Seeing this, the smile on Mu Qing's face became even more hideous, like a crazy woman, with crazy intentions in her eyes.

"Soon, soon....."

The blood flowing on the white bone platform was pulled by an invisible force, forming a totemic appearance. And the position where Mu Qing is standing is impartial, right in the center of the totem!

Mu Qing felt more and more blood under his feet, and finally stopped suppressing himself and laughed wildly.

Accompanied by her laughter, there was also the sound of male disciples who fell to the ground because of excessive blood loss and fell to the white bones.

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