Qiuzi's ink face was like autumn water, as if this matter was none of his business. But Lechuan stopped doing it, strode closer to the disciple who took the lead in making trouble, grabbed his collar and asked, "Say, what have you slandered my master?"

"Lethe!" Qiu Zimo sighed, the corners of his forehead jumped suddenly, he wanted to calm down. But Lechuan didn't do it, and the angry Qiu Zimo walked down the stairs with his forehead and went straight to the door of the main hall.

"I'll ask you again, and if you don't answer, don't blame my men for being ruthless. Lechuan looked distressed to death, because of anger, his eyes were blood-red, his fingers were clucking, and his body was trembling, if it weren't for his master, he would really want to stew those bastards in a pot now. "What are you slandering my master?" Although these junior brothers and sisters are stubborn, their hearts towards the master are real, and he feels it. Coupled with the ashamed expressions of those who stirred up trouble just now, he now believes 100% what these junior brothers and sisters say.

They don't speak, and when they see a backer on their side, they are not so taboo.

"Senior brother, they say that Shizun is a waste who has no spiritual power cultivation!" Julu's mouth was fast, and as soon as he said this, the face of the person who was lifted turned white.

Lechuan only felt that the anger in his heart was rising, and after dropping the person, he punched it over, and the disciple's teeth and blood spit out to the ground, and the whole person fell out of the way, and hit the pillar with a "bang", only to hear two clicks, like the sound of broken bones, and then the person fell to the ground, and his facial features were wrinkled together in pain, and he was embarrassed.

Luo Ziyan bounced up from the seat at that time, pointed to the beaten disciple and said to Bi Youzhen: "Expelle him from Penglai!" But now, his disciples actually said that Qiu Zimo was a waste? He suddenly had a sour nose, but he was the head of a faction, and he couldn't have emotions exposed. He had to be restrained, restrained, restrained.

"Master......" The disciple crawled over on his knees and pleaded, "You spare me this time, I won't dare to do it again!"

"Listen!" Luo Ziyan turned around, his fists clenched tightly, and said: "Senior brother was infected with this twin flower poison to save me, he can save his own life and my two lives from the Demon Emperor, do you think he is incompetent?"

His Highness was silent.

"Yes, can you?" Jiang Nan glared indignantly at the person who provoked them.

"That's it, that's a 10,000-year-old demon!" Lan Rong is the most fearless, with the powerful backer of the dragon clan, of course he can say whatever he wants, and do whatever he wants.

Those disciples all lowered their heads, only to feel that they were too superficial, why did they get dizzy and forget everything?

"Pull it down!" Luo Ziyan easily did not overstep his bounds, but once he spoke, this face Biyou Zhenren still had to sell him.

The two inner disciples received the order and sat there with a paralyzed face, and the disciple with a desperate face walked out of the main hall.

Luo Ziyan was in a very bad mood, and went directly to the side hall from the passage on the side to rest.

Although Fairy Chuyun was disappointed, of course she would not give up such a good opportunity, and immediately went to accompany her senior brother in charge to cultivate her feelings.

"Everyone in the Qiuhua Palace, the Five Rings Whip!" Biyou Zhenren gave the order, and the other disciples "Ten Rings Whip!"

It's good now, and it's all about beating. Everyone wilted.

"You must be punished like this, you must remember to me, be friendly with the same family, and do not hurt each other!"

The faces of the thirty disciples who were punished were not very good, some were unconvinced, some were willing, and some were frightened.

Then, it was the turn of the group of disciples who provoked trouble and were beaten, "Remember, whether it is an immortal or a master, it is not something you can discuss!

"Yes!" Ying Nuo snorted like a mosquito.

The head of the house was in a bad mood, and someone went to accompany her, so she went to comfort the little junior brother. As for the matter of punishment, there are disciples! This Biyou Zhenren Imperial Sword went straight in the direction of the Qiuhua Palace.

Punishment Island is very lively today, and it is easy for no one to set foot on this island, because it will not be good to come in.

There is also a temple on the island, and the people who live there are not only miscellaneous disciples, but also a few direct disciples of Biyou Zhenren, and then a few Penglai elders. It's not that they love to live here, it's that there's something here, they have to guard. Six people, taking turns to guard.

On the island, there is a very large penal hall, with more than a dozen floors, all made of meteoric iron. It looks very cold and spectacular.

"It won't be so gloomy, right?" Coming here, Acacia felt that the pores of his body were standing up.

"What?" Lan Ying and Zhu Hongyu didn't care, their eyes glued to the disciples holding the whips on both sides.

"This whip is said to have been plucked from a 10,000-year-old vine by the first generation of patriarchs. Wang Yiping approached them and whispered, "My grandfather suffered its losses back then. ”

Okay!

The group was even more speechless.

Others don't understand what Acacia says, but Feng Qingyun understands that there is a thousand-year-old cold pool, ice hall, and thunder punishment pillar in this criminal law hall!

Yin Potian and Lan Rong, the two honorable princes and princes, saw that the girls were cowardly, and they both stood next to this group of executing disciples, followed by Feng Qingyun, Chi Yan, Meng Shu, and Julu.

"Kneel!" the executioner frowned.

"I'm afraid you can't afford us to kneel!" Feng Qingyun looked at him with a smile, seeing this face as serious as Biyou's real person, he used his power to oppress people for the first time.

"That is, we kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, and kneel to our parents and teachers in the middle, who are you?" Chi Yan was already in a bad mood, but he was bare and slippery, who would pay for the damage?

"Senior brother, you can see clearly, these people in front of you are the prince of the Dragon Clan, the prince of Dayong, the king of Nanyijing, and the king of Lijun of the Northern Kingdom. Julu smiled and looked at the prisoner with a smug face: "Do you think you can stand their knees?"

When this criminal disciple heard the identities of these people, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, indeed, he was not qualified to let them kneel, let alone bear them kneeling. But if they don't kneel, isn't that a break in the rules?

"You ......" The two groups of people looked at each other in pairs, you don't let me, I don't let you, it means to die.

The disciple who stirred up trouble over there, I don't know who pushed Acacia hard, and Acacia stumbled and sat on the ground.

"Bully our junior sister, I can't beat you to death!" Jiang Nangang rushed up and was pulled back by Lechuan. He knew that if he didn't follow this group of troublemakers, they wouldn't stop. Sure enough, you guessed it. It's a good thing he came in time, otherwise he would have had to fight again.

"Senior brother!" Jiang Nan lowered his head, almost getting into trouble again, spit out his little pink tongue, and looked at Lechuan with a smile on his face, which was called an embarrassment.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", everyone was stunned, and Lechuan slapped the disciple's face, and his voice was not warm, "The people of my Qiuhua Hall are not easy to bully!" At this moment, what he did undoubtedly fueled the arrogance of the junior brothers and sisters, and they were all angry, where it seemed that they were here to receive punishment, they were purely here to cause trouble.

Everyone looked at their senior brother with admiration, feeling that this dead pervert had never been so amiable!

The face of the executing disciple is like a vegetable, think about it, he is a big disciple of the Qiuhua Palace, he is an ordinary disciple of the Punishment Palace, and this identity is a big difference!

At this moment, the whole island shook, and everyone was instantly shocked, what is the situation? When did this Penglai Immortal Island earthquake?

"What's going on?" the executioner disciple looked confused and flustered, and asked a few junior disciples beside him.

How could they possibly know? Yishui shook his head, and his whole body began to shake with the earth.

The corners of Feng Qingyun's lips rose slightly, and she said proudly: "The princess is the proud daughter of the sky, how can she kneel to ordinary people?"

Many people looked at Acacia, each with an incredulous face.

Feng Qingyun looked at the execution disciple and said provocatively: "Let's bet, after Acacia gets up, the earthquake will stop immediately." ”

The deaconning disciple frowned, did he agree? Just when he hesitated, everyone's eyes turned to the little man on the ground. Her feet are soft, she ...... I'm most afraid of earthquakes.

"Okay!" Several elders were shocked by the ground, and realized that the source of the epicenter was here, so of course they had to come and take a look.

The execution disciple gave up his hand, "Yes!"

"Come on, Acacia!" Feng Qingyun and Yin Potian stretched out their hands to Acacia at the same time, Acacia instinctively chose Yin Potian, making Feng Qingyun embarrassed for a while, shaking his hand, all as if he was moving his muscles.

Sure enough, as soon as Acacia got up, the earthquake stopped. Everyone thought it was incredible, only Feng Qingyun knew best, Acacia was a god in her previous life, and she gave her precious life to all beings in the human world during the catastrophe. Although she is only a monk now, she has the power of God. Because, the mountains and beautiful waters of the vast human world, every mountain, every stone, every flower, and every grass, all remember her kindness, and are ready to live at any time to repay each other with death.

It would be a fool not to make the best use of such a good shield, of course Feng Qingyun has to give full play to her role.

"Do you want a few of us to kneel too? It's just an earthquake anyway, it's fun." Feng Qingyun's words almost made several elders angry, and they blew their beards and glared at Feng Qingyun and Lechuan one by one.

Feng Qingyun is thick-skinned, when he didn't see it.

Lechuan doesn't want to care, you guys are bullying the people of our Qiuhua Palace, what's wrong with teaching you a lesson?

The executing disciple glanced at the elders, and then looked at these heavenly prides in fear, and lost their minds for a while.

"Just call me like that!" said one of the elders, who decided to release the water. It's not that I'm afraid of them, but it's really a matter of great importance to this punishment hall, and if it's really shaken, then it's going to be a big trouble.

"Yes!" the executing disciple received the order, raised his hand and motioned for the junior disciples to start, "Fight!"

"Slap ............" rattan pumped the bodies of the six, and several people endured the pain, and the younger brothers and sisters were worried for a while.

Those disciples who fought with them in the afternoon were called a gloating one, and everyone looked stunned.

There are those who can suffer, and there are those who are afraid of pain, Lu Feng shouted for a while, "It hurts ......"

"Three times...... "Wang Yiping counted the number ......of whips, not wanting to be embarrassed like Lu Feng.

"Uncle!" Jiang Nan scolded as soon as he hurt himself, "It hurts Lao Tzu to death!"

After punishing the male disciples, it was the turn of the lovesick girls, Zhu Hongyu glanced at the executing disciples, and pleaded pitifully: "This senior brother, you have to be merciful!"

The execution disciple looked like a sneer, and there was never a distinction between men and women in his place, only the guilty and the unguilty.

As soon as "snap ......", Zhu Hongyu was shaken, and her face was distorted, "It hurts ......"

"Shut up, you!" Lan Ying thought she was noisy, and a talisman sealed Zhu Hongyu's mouth, and Zhu Hongyu jumped to her feet angrily, scolding in her heart, "Lan Ying...... You untie it for me!" But Lan Ying has no kung fu, she is now a human body, sealing the dragon power, she is a delicate and expensive little girl like them, this whip is whipped on the back one by one, can it not hurt?