Xue Huanhuan rushed towards the male cultivator, and the male cultivator raised a golden shield in front of him with a flick of his hand.

She hit her head on the golden shield, the golden shield was unscathed, but Xue Huanhuan's head broke and flowed, the momentum was too great, and she was knocked several meters away.

"Senior Sister Xue!" Du Yunxi hurriedly rushed over and hugged Xue Huanhuan in his arms.

Xue Huanhuan was already unconscious, her tail was pulled down, her white fur was stained with blood, and Du Yunxi gave her a brief treatment of the wound.

Everyone looked at Xue Huanhuan worriedly, and Du Yunxi handed the person in his arms to Tan Leshan, who hurriedly caught it.

"Are all the monks of the Cangyuan Wheel so unreasonable? No wonder it can only rank ninth on the Qingyun list. Du Yunxi stared at the male cultivator and said word by word.

Hearing this, the male cultivator was not annoyed, but instead applauded and said, "This trick is good, I praise you, but it's a pity that it's useless to me." ”

Du Yunxi seemed to have punched the cotton.

Immediately, the male cultivator said: "The strength of the Nine Domains has always been respected, and the kid in the Qi refining period is not qualified to talk to me. ”

"And you're still talking to us?" Bian Tingyu also lost her temper, and her tone was unprecedentedly indifferent.

"If I want to say it, I will say it naturally, and if I don't want to say it, I will naturally not say it." The male cultivator has a look of "what can you do with me".

"That's a lot of nonsense." Su Wenhong said with a cold face.

"Because you've met me, I'm very polite, and when you get along with Xiaoyou, you have to use Xiaoyou's way, do you say?" After the male cultivator finished speaking casually, he raised his hand and slapped it on Su Wenhong's face.

Su Wenhong's face instantly had a red slap print, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he wiped it lightly with his hand, and then threw it on the ground.

Su Wenhong clenched her back molars and stared at the male cultivator.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's scary. The male cultivator suddenly panicked, and his whole body trembled with fear.

Unable to suppress their anger any longer, everyone stared at the male cultivator fiercely, and then they all shot out in unison, and they performed the only "Thousand Needles of Rain", attacking the male cultivator desperately.

"Are children so irritable these days? It's not good for your spiritual path. The male cultivator regrets it, as if he is a senior who thinks about his juniors.

Song Shiyin and Zhuo Guang took out the bow and arrow from the storage bag together, Song Shiyin wrapped the arrow with spiritual power, and sent out dozens of arrows in a row.

The male cultivator only stood quietly, the arrow passed straight through the golden shield, and the golden shield was like nothing, everyone was overjoyed, stopped the movement in their hands, and stared at the arrow expectantly.

Song Shiyin didn't hold out hope, and the gap in cultivation was too big.

Sure enough, the arrow flew in front of the male cultivator's body, suddenly turned around, and shot towards Song Shiyin and Zhuo Guang quickly.

Song Shiyin retreated to the side and dodged again and again.

"Oh, look at the bow and arrow that you can dodge during the Qi refining period, how can you hit me?" The male cultivator showed an innocent expression again.

Everyone turned a deaf ear and shot again.

The male cultivator did not move, and his whole body was unharmed, like a mountain that could never be climbed.

Everyone insisted, not because of the arrogance of being a monk who could not be degraded, but because the male cultivator had hurt his companions a lot.

"Your time can be delayed, my time is precious, I don't bother to play cat and mouse tricks with you anymore." The male cultivator said lazily.

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, a spiritual power was struck, and the speed was so fast that people could not avoid it.

Wen Qi quickly erected an ice wall, resisting the impact of part of the spiritual power, the ice wall shattered instantly, and the remaining spiritual power flew towards everyone.

At this time, Song Shiyin stood behind Zhuo Guang, Zhuo Guang cast the "Spirit Shape" body protection, and at the same time held the bow and arrow in his hand and turned it fiercely, the arrow spun rapidly, forming a shield, and he took the blow alive.

Zhuo Guang snorted, and blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Du Yunxi spat out a mouthful of blood violently, and she reached out to wipe the corner of her mouth, as if it was not herself who was hurt, and she had to go up again.

"Maode, give Lingyun Immortal Sect a face." Another male voice appeared, with an indifferent voice.

Everyone was shocked to find that there was no other person at all.

One male cultivator is difficult enough, and another one would not add fuel to the fire.

Hearing this, Song Shiyin knew that it was Deng Maode, and the one who spoke was his senior brother, Jiang Hongsheng.

"Senior brother, this group of children bullied me, you have to make decisions for me!" Dunmod faked to cry, he whined, his voice sharp and piercing.

Song Shiyin couldn't bear goosebumps.

"Then I'll kill them all." The man showed his figure, he was a whole head taller than Deng Maode, and he was also dressed in the Zongfu of Cangyuan Wheel, and he carried a sword behind his back.

Song Shiyin looked at them, Jiang Hongsheng looked indifferent, staring at them like looking at ants.

The surrounding spiritual power began to compress, and Song Shiyin felt as if she had a thousand catties on her body, and something had been pressing on her, wanting her to bow her head, bend over, and kneel.

"Okay, good, senior brother will stand up for me!" Dun Mao clapped vigorously and laughed merrily.

No one was willing to bow their heads to the two, and Sun Yao, who had the lowest cultivation, insisted on straightening his waist even if he bent his legs.

The sweat on Sun Xiao's body was already wet with his clothes, and he clenched his fists tightly with both hands, trying his best to endure it, staring at Deng Maode.

"Senior brother, I don't like this person's eyes, how can I look at you like this." Deng Maode's voice was cold, and he raised his right hand and pressed it hard with his palm facing down.

Everyone only felt that the pressure was even worse, and they were about to lose it.

Under Deng Maode's targeting, Sun Xiao was already kneeling on his knees, and the whole person was lying on the ground, he clenched his fists with both hands, and pressed hard to the ground, pressing out a pit.

Tan Leshan's legs were bent, his knees were about to touch the ground, and he said word by word: "Absolutely...... No, bow your head. ”

Su Wenhong simply shifted his center of gravity back, sat on the ground, and he controlled his shoulders to resist the pressure, leaning back.

Song Shiyin had been carrying it hard, not knowing how Jiang Hongsheng noticed her, he stretched out his right hand and pointed it in the direction of Song Shiyin.

Song Shiyin felt something pinching her neck, the taste of being deprived of air was not pleasant, she had difficulty breathing, and her face was purple and red.

Jiang Hongsheng lifted her body up little by little, and Song Shiyin's face was painful, struggling with her feet.

Jiang Hongsheng really wanted to kill them.

Zhuo Guang also clenched his fists, the green tendons in his hands burst out, and he still refused to bow his head.

The force on her neck became bigger and bigger, Song Shiyin was almost suffocated, she raised her eyes with difficulty and looked at Jiang Hongsheng's eyes.

Jiang Hongsheng looked at her emotionlessly, a golden light flashed in Song Shiyin's eyes, Jiang Hongsheng was stunned for a few seconds, and then withdrew his hand.

Song Shiyin, who had lost her support point, fell to the ground, she supported the ground with her hands and kept coughing.

Deng Maode glanced at Jiang Hongsheng in surprise.

After a moment, Jiang Hongsheng reacted, he glanced at Song Shiyin, who was sitting on the ground, thoughtfully, and then withdrew the pressure.

The pressure on the body disappeared suddenly, and everyone's bodies were still in a state of resistance, and at this time, their bodies went weak and fell to the ground.

"Senior brother?" Deng Maode exclaimed suspiciously.

"Hongde, it occurred to me that you always say that you are bored, don't you? It's better to let them go, and after thirty or forty years, these little friends will settle accounts with you when they break through the Jindan, and then they will be able to add some fun to you. Jiang Hongsheng's tone was calm and unwavering.

"Wow, wow, wow! This is good. Deng Maode smiled happily, like a child.

Whether it is life or death, it is only in his thoughts.

Song Shiyin suddenly felt bad, the reason for Jiang Hongsheng's change of attitude was obvious, but she had no choice, she couldn't watch everyone suffer from this.

Hearing this, Du Yunxi clenched the sand with both hands, her fingers were worn out, and blood flowed out, and she didn't feel pain.

"Hurry up and leave, don't say I'm bullying the small when you go out."

"I'm going back to tell Master that I'm very happy to have met a little friend of the Lingyun Immortal Sect today." The corners of Deng Maode's mouth hooked and smiled.

"Yes." Jiang Hongsheng nodded.

The resistance of the crowd is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the two of them, if they are happy, they will say a few more words to them, and if they are unhappy, they will die.

Deng Maode took off the golden wheel at his waist and threw it at everyone, and the golden wheel flew out and hit Song Shiyin's waist.

The golden wheel continued to spin and crash into the others, and after sparing half a circle, the golden wheel spun back into Deng Maode's hands.

Song Shiyin's body flew backwards uncontrollably, and did not stop until he flew to the edge of the mountain.

As soon as he fell to the ground, Song Shiyin spat out a mouthful of blood, and several other people fell down one after another.

Everyone is not in a good state, and there is a breath of gas in their stomachs that needs to be vented.

Bian Tingyu couldn't hold back any longer, she said irritably: "I'm really angry." ”

"They are all disciples of Cangyuan Wheel, why is he so different from Yan Daoyou?" Sun Yao was also very angry, he smashed his fist on the ground, and the wound was ground out at the joint, usually he would definitely scream, but now he ignored it.

"That's a terrible man." Tan Leshan's face and neck were red, obviously angry.

"Is it because we are weak? Is it because we have low cultivation? Du Yunxi sneered, she was a little difficult to accept.

Zhuo Guang was silent, and Song Shiyin didn't know what to say.

"Everyone, now you have also seen that the monk is not wrong in one sentence, the Nine Domains, strength is supreme." Wen Yu clenched his fists, and he looked up at everyone.

"When you enter the sect, you look at the spiritual root and talent, but after you enter the sect, you look at the strength." Wen Xuan's tone was calm, and he said the cruel truth.

"The end of low cultivation is to be bullied, and in the face of strong strength, there is no power to fight back. Even life or death can only be decided by the other party on a whim. ”

"Cultivating the immortal world, fighting with the heavens, fighting with people. If you want to decide your own destiny, you can only work hard to climb up. This sentence is a word by word.

These words were said to everyone and to himself.

"Cultivating Immortal Realm......" Du Yunxi exhaled fiercely.

Song Shiyin sighed in his heart, obviously it shouldn't be like this.

Reality dealt a heavy blow to everyone, and they entered the immortal cultivation world with great expectations, but at this time, a large basin of cold water was poured on them, which almost extinguished everyone's enthusiasm for cultivating immortals.

"Will we end up like him?" Tan Leshan asked, his tone desperate.

"We become strong in order not to be at the mercy of others, not to oppress the weak and satisfy selfishness, monks like Feast Daoyou, there are monks like that just now, there are also monks, what kind of monks we become, it is up to us to decide." Surprisingly, this sentence was said by Zhuo Guang.

"I have to get stronger!" Sun Yao shouted, a raging fire burning in his chest.

Everyone swore in their hearts that they must work hard to cultivate and no longer be slaughtered by others.

Mu Lihua branch was not picked, and he met a troublesome male cultivator, and everyone could only prepare to leave angrily.

At this point, they need to go back as soon as possible so that they can take on the next sect task and earn magnet jade.

Wen Xi and Du Yunxi walked in the front, Du Yunxi held the unconscious Xue Huanhuan in his arms, and everyone did not speak along the way, and the atmosphere was a little gloomy.