In the True Immortal Courtyard, hundreds of slaves were bound hand and foot by iron chains, not to mention their inconvenience, iron chains were chained to iron chains, and none of them could escape.

Dozens of Law Enforcement Hall disciples waved the long whips in their hands, scolded and scolded, whipping these slaves fiercely one after another, as if it was the sin of these slaves that the true disciple Wan Senior Brother in their mouths was killed by the Demon King.

"The master is dead, you slaves don't want to continue to serve the master, and you dare to be disgruntled?"

"For the mortal who has not even entered the spiritual realm, how many lifetimes is it a blessing for you to be buried for Senior Brother Wan?"

"Fuck, how dare you stare at Lao Tzu? Look for death! ”

......

The whip fell suddenly like raindrops, and in the eyes of a group of immortal cultivators, their mortal lives were like grass mustard, and no one would pay attention to them if they were killed.

Most of the hundreds of servants looked wooden and full of despair, obviously having accepted the fate of being buried for Senior Brother Wan.

Only the woman in white who was the leader stared viciously at the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall who were constantly waving their long whips around her, her face was full of hatred, although she was a mortal, and she did not have the slightest spiritual power in her body, but the murderous aura and resentment in her eyes were chilling.

"Wan Zhantian was killed by the Demon King, what does it have to do with us? When he was killed, we were all in the Taishang Nine Heavenly Palace. ”

"I don't have the ability, I can't beat the demon king, so I come to blame us mortals who don't even have spiritual power?!"

"This is the Immortal Dao! This is the Holy Land! This is what a practitioner is called! ”

The woman in white stared at these Law Enforcement Hall disciples with a resentful face, even if she died, she had to remember the appearance of everyone present, even if she fell into the Infernal Hell, she would curse them for eternity:

"A personal leather dog, I think you are not even as good as those man-eating monsters!!"

Syllable!!

As soon as the woman in white finished speaking, the law enforcement hall disciple led by her waved her hand and slapped it directly with a loud slap.

Even if he didn't use any spiritual power, with the power of qi and blood in his body, he had already fanned the woman in white to the ground, coughing up blood.

If even the slightest trace of spiritual power was used, the head of the woman in white would have already burst like a watermelon.

Of course, not using spiritual power is not that the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall are soft-hearted, but that they are still in the True Immortal Courtyard at this moment, as a famous and decent disciple, it is always bad to kill these powerless Terran compatriots in public, drive them to the back mountain that is inaccessible, and after the funeral ceremony, the flying sword is swirling, like the wind blowing wheat waves, the heads of hundreds of servants will be cut off by brushing, and the corpses that have lost their heads will also fall off the cliff by themselves, so don't be easy.

Killed in the True Immortal Temple, the dirty blood stains are still easy to stain the floor, and it is really not worth it.

"Noise!"

"You, a mortal who doesn't even have spiritual power, dare to teach me and other immortal Dao disciples?!"

The disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall at the head is named Yan Cong, the spiritual realm fivefold heaven cultivator, who once followed Wan Zhantian who died in battle, and this time he pulled hundreds of servants to be martyred is his idea:

"If it weren't for the desperate bloody battle between us and the others in the Demon Suppression Pass, you mortals would still have a way to survive under the Demon King's massive attack?!"

"You are despicable slaves, you are a person who is a senior brother in life, and you are also a ghost of senior brother Wan in death!"

"Even the master is dead, what face do you slaves have to live in the world?!"

In the face of Yan Cong's righteous and awe-inspiring relentless scolding, the woman in white struggled to get up from the ground, wiped the blood stains that overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and stared at Yan Cong viciously, gritting her teeth:

"It's a great righteousness, I only hate why I didn't die in the hands of the demon king, why didn't I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was drowned out by the sound of whipping falling like a violent wind.

There were many onlookers in the True Immortal Courtyard, and most of them looked indifferent, and they didn't care about themselves.

Some of the disciples who couldn't stand it frowned and wanted to help, but they were swept away by the eyes of those fierce law enforcement hall disciples, and they shrank their heads one by one and turned away.

The Law Enforcement Hall, founded by the Heavenly Punishment Elders, is under the full jurisdiction of the Holy Son Lu Ziang.

Whether it is the Outer Immortal Courtyard, the Inner Immortal Courtyard, the True Immortal Courtyard, or even the Core Courtyard where the core disciples live, they are all subject to its jurisdiction.

There is no disciple of the Taishang Nine Heavens Palace who is not afraid of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Even those true disciples whose cultivation far surpassed Yan Cong's cultivation was not temperless in front of Yan Cong, and if they offended the Law Enforcement Hall, they would be imprisoned if they found a reason for it.

It is really unwise to offend this behemoth of the Law Enforcement Hall for a group of mortals who don't even have spiritual power.

"The Wan Zhan Tian in their mouth is a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, and not long ago he was discovered by the Demon King in the Great Ice Ocean of the South China Sea and besieged to death."

Looking at Chen Changan and Long Li, who were frowning and looking sad and angry, Mu Wanqing reminded:

"That Yan Cong was picked up by Wan Zhantian, and when he learned that after Wan Zhantian fell, he was furious but had nothing to do, so he could only sprinkle his anger on these slaves."

As soon as Mu Wanqing's voice fell, Chen Changan didn't say anything, and Long Li beside him couldn't listen anymore:

"Then Wan Zhantian was killed by the demon king, and he was not killed by these mortals, he Yan Cong should also go to those demon kings if he wants to take revenge, then these mortals are angry, what kind of ability!"

Even Long Li, who was born in the dragon clan, can't stand it.

Chen Changan frowned, he didn't expect that the first time he came to this so-called True Immortal Courtyard, he would encounter this incident.

"Don't you care about the Taishang Nine Heavenly Palace? Let them slaughter slaves wantonly in the law enforcement hall? ”

This is the so-called immortal?

This is the so-called Immortal Dao Holy Land?

As the woman in white Yu Yin said, such a fairy gate is more monster than a monster, don't do it!

"Slaves are the private property of their masters, and they all sign a deed of sale, and life and death are no longer under their control."

Mu Wanqing sighed slightly, although she was not used to seeing it, but the injustices in the world, not to mention the things in front of her:

"The sect only attaches importance to potential disciples, and it can't take care of these ordinary people who don't even have spiritual power."

Chen Changan snorted coldly, and for the first time he had doubts about the so-called Xianmen Holy Land.

"Hmph, can't take care of it? I don't think I want to take care of it! ”

At the end of the day, weakness is the original sin.

Even being dragged to the burial of others must be said to be a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes.

How sad?

How sad!!

"Chen Changan, let's go."

Seeing that Chen Changan was displeased, Mu Wanqing hurriedly advised:

"You just came to the True Immortal Academy, and you haven't gained a firm foothold yet, if you have a stalemate with the Law Enforcement Hall, I'm afraid it's ......"

Long Li had already pulled out the Han Jiao Sword in his hand and wanted to rush forward, but when he heard Mu Wanqing's words, he hesitated again.

It was true that he wanted to save these innocent slaves, but he didn't want to cause trouble for Chen Changan.

Although these slaves are pitiful, in Long Li's heart, Chen Chang'an's position is heavier.

"How?"

Taking a deep look at the woman in white who was still holding her head high under Yan Cong's whip, the corners of Chen Changan's mouth rose slightly, and a hideous smile appeared:

"Since you haven't gained a firm foothold, then you have to stand firm!!"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Changan's body turned into a streamer and disappeared.

"Chen Changan, don't ......."

Mu Wanqing's face changed greatly, a Yan Cong only had the Five Heavens of the Spirit Realm, so he was naturally not Chen Changan's opponent, but behind Yan Cong was the behemoth of the Law Enforcement Hall, and Mu Wanqing knew that the death of Qu Sui and Guo Qu and other inner disciples was related to Chen Chang'an, so it was really unwise to provoke the Law Enforcement Hall at this time.

But what he Chen Chang'an wants to do, how can Mu Wanqing be able to stop it?!

"You are a cheap bone, are you not happy to let you give Senior Brother Wan a burial?"

After pumping hundreds of whips, Yu Yin still looked resentful and unconvinced, and the surrounding onlookers whispered one after another, which made Yan Cong feel that he had lost face, and he was angry and angry, and his murderous heart suddenly became angry:

"Keep saying that my immortal disciples are not as good as the man-eating monsters, I think you are the spy that the demon king planted in my Taishang Nine Heavens Palace!"

"Give me death!!"

After giving Yu Yin a trumped-up charge, Yan Cong's fire cloud ruler in his hand burst into flames, and directly pumped at Yu Yin, who was already covered in injuries.

The raging flames had already ignited Yu Yin's clothes before he could get close, and when he saw that Yu Yin's body was about to be engulfed in flames, a seemingly nonexistent thunder flashed, and the heavens and the earth were shaken.

Bang!!

With the sound of gold and stone clashing, the Nine Tribulation Thunder Light Sword appeared out of thin air and knocked the fire cloud ruler away, and the raging flames were crushed by the power of thunder, and they instantly dispersed.

"Who? Who dares to meddle in my law enforcement hall?! ”

The Huoyun ruler was knocked away, and Yan Cong, who was connected to his life, opened his mouth and spurted out a pool of red blood, and then looked around, staring at Chen Chang'an, who was walking towards the fish step by step:

"Who are you? Dare to do something to the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, you are simply ......"

Chen Changan didn't pay attention to Yan Cong, who was barking behind him, but slowly walked in front of Yu Yin, looked at Yu Yin, who was pulled open and unclothed, stretched out his hand, and a magic robe instantly wrapped Yu Yin's body.

Looking at the dead face of Yu Yin and the hundreds of desperate slaves behind him, Chen Changan put his hands behind his back and slowly spoke:

"My name is Chen Chang'an, are you willing to recognize me as the Lord?!"