Do you want to gradually encroach like the imperial family of the imperial state, or do you secretly supervise it but let it go on the surface?

No.

If the Spirit Beast Pavilion is really found to have something to do with the evil cultivators, it is impossible for the other major sects to let it go.

They can force the Heaven Chosen Sect of the Nether Realm to death for the Spirit Beast Pavilion, and they can also support a new Spirit Beast Pavilion.

After all, it's just a sect at the end of the crane in front, and it doesn't really matter if you have it or not.

Mainly, the connection between the Spirit Beast Pavilion and the Demon Clan is difficult to cut off.

After all, there is still an ancestor of the fox clan living in the Spirit Beast Pavilion.

Anyway, these things are still not in her hands now.

Even if the Spirit Beast Pavilion really colluded with the evil cultivators, there were also some of them who cultivated to fight among themselves, what happened to the Demon Clan?

What's the matter with her?

It's just that before I arrived at the guest house, I saw a sudden change between heaven and earth.

The violent wind swept away, and the suppressed resentment under the Qiankun stage broke through the seal in an instant.

"Roar ......"

What's going on?

Feng Qingli hurriedly erected a protective barrier beside her, but the resentment was like having eyes, desperately attacking her.

This can't be a coincidence.

Feng Qingli faintly felt a wave of anger in her heart, no matter where she was or who she was, someone had to come to trouble her, right?

"Brush—"

The long sword was out, and the fire burned the sky.

The scorching flame was originally to restrain this yin and resentful thing, and the monstrous resentment was torn out under the scorching of the spiritual fire, so that Feng Qingli could see a glimmer of skylight.

It's just that the resentment really seems to be dead or alive, even if it is burned and wails, it refuses to give up the siege and attack on Feng Qingli.

Slowly, the spiritual fire was gradually obscured.

until they can no longer be seen.

After a long time, the resentment had the meaning of dissipating, and the Yuanying Zhenjun, who should have been present, stepped forward to suppress those resentments that were running around.

It's just that Feng Qingli, who was supposed to be in the guest house, is gone, along with the disciples of all ethnic groups who have already left the Qiankun Terrace.

……

When the scenery in front of Feng Qingli no longer swayed, she was already in a vast sea.

It was the spatial crack under the Qiankun stage that brought her here.

Knowing his current situation, Feng Qingli didn't dare to relax.

The long sword never left his hand, and the spiritual fire was also attached to the long sword, dazzling.

The spirit sword is not of high rank, and the reason why Feng Qingli has not changed it is precisely because of the special raw materials for casting it that it can accommodate Feng Qingli's natal spiritual fire.

The killing sword that was in charge of life and death was also completely used by Feng Qingli because of the blessing of spiritual fire.

"Wind Fellow, long time no see."

Familiar figures appeared in front of him one after another, and Feng Qingli also clenched the hilt of the sword slightly.

She knew it.

But today's matter was definitely not something that could be done by these few small Spirit Beast Pavilion disciples, and there were other people standing behind them.

"In this immortal cultivation realm, I really haven't seen a real Luan Bird for a long time."

One is the peak of foundation building, two are in the late stage of foundation building, and three are in the middle stage of foundation building.

If Feng Qingli is really just an ordinary mid-stage demon cultivator, I'm afraid that he won't be able to escape from this group of people no matter what.

Seeing that these people still wanted to talk nonsense about those so-called victors, Feng Qingli drew his sword without warning.

The sword body was attached to the spiritual fire, and a sword qi directly lifted the three wastes in the middle stage of foundation building into the sea, setting off a lot of waves.

Lin Qianlou shut up suddenly, with ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Yes, there is a lot of reward for catching her seniors."

Xu is Feng Qingli's sword scared the monks of the Spirit Beast Pavilion, only to see them take out all kinds of spiritual weapons and rush towards Feng Qingli, when they moved, they were extremely jerky, obviously they had not experienced any actual combat, they all relied on the cultivation of the pills and the strength cultivated by the deep sect.

That's it?

Catch her?

Feng Qingli smiled contemptuously.

The long sword in his hand was as powerful as a long dragon, and the sword intent was just revealed at will, which made those useless Spirit Beast Pavilion monks frightened.

"You are a demon cultivator, how can you cultivate sword intent!?"

Feng Qingli casually slashed the head of the Spirit Beast Pavilion in the late stage of foundation building.

The long sword was stained with blood, and the blood at the tip of the sword was even dripping down, staining the sea red.

"What's the difference between demon cultivators and human cultivators? It's just that some people are stupid and useless, and they can't fight the enemy and die in the wilderness. ”

Lin Qianlou was furious: "Rampant! ”

As he spoke, a set of array flags flew out of his sleeves, trapping Feng Qingli in the middle.

It's just that......

For Feng Qingli, this is just a small skill of carving insects.

The overall combat power of this Spirit Beast Pavilion monk was really disappointing to her.

The Spirit Beast Pavilion has a spiritual weapon, doesn't she have it?

I saw that Feng Qingli waved her hand, and a few beads flew out from the Nawu bead tied around her neck, and as soon as the red and cyan spiritual power was injected into the beads, the formation was destroyed with a "boom", and even the flag was blown away, and it was impossible to find it.

Lin Qianlou's face was pale, and the senior brothers and brothers who were fighting side by side were left alone in an instant.

Also, this is a monk in the middle of foundation building?

Joke?

"Come and help me!"

"Whoosh-"

Feng Qingli couldn't intercept it, so she had to watch Lin Qianlou use the messenger artifact. I don't know who it is, but just looking at Lin Qianlou's hopeful look, Jin Dan is definitely indispensable.

It's unlucky.

Feng Qingli's figure flashed, and when he left, he threw a few sword qi in the direction of Lin Qianlou.

It doesn't matter if you die or not, let's beat it first.

Staying in Qingshan is not worried about running out of firewood, and when she returns safely in the future, it is not too late to think about taking Lin Qianlou's life.

It's a pity that Lin Qianlou has a lot of life-saving spiritual weapons on his body, Lin Qianlou was just beaten to the ground by Feng Qingli, and he still didn't die.

"Dare! Kill my Spirit Beast Pavilion disciple. ”

Before the person arrives, the word comes first.

Feng Qingli only thought that he couldn't hear it, and the speed of the sword was getting faster and faster.

But the person behind the butt who was chasing after him was a Jindan real person after all, and it didn't take long for Feng Qingli to be caught in the wind.

Why are you catching her?

Be a spirit pet or kill a demon?

If you are a spirit pet, with the temperament of the leaders of the Luanniao clan, you must demolish the Spirit Beast Pavilion, regardless of whether you are the Seven Great Sects.

If you kill demons, why do you want her flesh and blood?

Figure what?

Alchemy or alchemy?

However, the person who caught up was obviously not at ease, and the black elixir in his hand didn't know what it was, and he pressed Feng Qingli's head and wanted to stuff it into her mouth.

Feng Qingli is definitely not a person who sits still, the grasshopper still shakes the tree, and the mantis arm can also be used as a car.

What's more, she Feng Qingli is not a mayfly or a praying mantis, a Jindan monk, nor a tree and a car.

Back then, a monk at the peak of Jindan in Dijin could be injured by the spiritual fire of Feng Qingli, let alone a mid-Jindan monk in this area today.

(End of chapter)