After saying goodbye to Fenglin, Cheng Xue thought about his origin in her heart, but she had no clue, and finally gave up.

"Forget it, when he comes back, he will naturally tell me!" she muttered in her heart, and when she came back to her senses, her face changed greatly, "Oops, it's been too long, someone is coming!"

I saw that the person who came was a young man who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Huangjue Sect, and when he saw Cheng Xue, he immediately sent out a series of messengers, which should be to inform the same door.

Cheng Xue summoned Liuyun, looked vigilant, and was about to leave this place, but the other party instantly stopped him, "Don't be in a hurry to go, dare to ask Daoyou, there are treasures born here?"

At such a moment, other people had already arrived one after another, and more and more people came, standing faintly in a circle, surrounding Cheng Xue inside.

Seeing this, Cheng Xue showed arrogance on her face, and shouted, "Good dogs don't get in the way, just a few orchid grasses, Miss Ben can't look down on it!"

When everyone heard this, their senses swept away, and sure enough, not far away, on the arched clods of soil, there were a few orchid grasses, which were destroyed by the power of the golden crow, and they were dying.

The orchid grass is only a third-order spirit grass, growing in a place where the yin qi is vigorous, no wonder the pride of the sky in front of him can't look down on it.

Seeing a trace of greed flashing on their faces, Cheng Xue pretended to be magnanimous and said, "I heard the movement here, I thought it was a baby who was born, but I didn't expect it to be just a few orchid grasses, although Miss Ben came first, but since you want it, let it be given to you, saving me a waste of time!"

As she spoke, she waved away the person next to her, rolled her eyes and said, "Good dogs don't get in the way!"

When the people around her heard this, they looked angry, but they were afraid of her strength and background, so they had to endure it.

Everyone got out of the way, Cheng Xue walked out openly, relieved in his heart, and was about to leave this place, but he didn't want to, and another team of people appeared.

"Wait!" A familiar voice sounded, and a trace of hatred flashed on Cheng Xue's face, this voice would not be wrong, she turned around and looked, it was indeed Mo Tong.

This girl caused her to encounter a life and death crisis in the killing realm, and she almost burped, but now she dared to appear in front of her, and she was angry, Cheng Xue didn't care about it, and she was about to come forward and blast her dog's head.

"The hatred of Meicheng, the old lady dreams of revenge!" said that, Cheng Xue copied Liuyun and bullied herself.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Huangjue Sect beside Mo Tong hurriedly surrounded her and protected her, and one of them said, "Don't bully people too much from the Beiming Sect, how can I allow you to shout and kill you?"

After finishing speaking, the rest of the disciples of the Huangjue Sect echoed their words.

Mo Tong was able to get the support of these Huangjue Sect disciples, most of them because of her identity.

Since the dust of the Meicheng incident settled, after returning to the Huangjue faction, she was favored by the Honglu ancestor, some time ago, she broke through the Jindan, and was even accepted by the ancestor and became the personal disciple of the Honglu ancestor!

These people can enter the Ancient Secret Realm, and they must also be the best among their peers, and if they shoot together, without using extraordinary means, Cheng Xue may not be able to beat it.

It's just that she feels unwilling to give up, since she was a child, no one has dared to calculate her like this, and until now, she is still alive and well.

Just when she was hesitating, Mo Tong suddenly said in a loud voice, "I don't know the little senior sister of the Beiming faction, what grievances I have with you that make you have such murderous intentions towards me, if Mo Tong has offended before, please forgive me!"

"You ......" Hearing this, Cheng Xue became even more angry, this person dared to do it, and now he still wants to pretend to be stupid, the anger in Cheng Xue's heart is even more violent.

The other party seemed to feel that it was not enough, and continued to add fuel to the fire and said, "Everyone is a disciple of the Daomen, and the Huangjue Sect has always been in the same breath as the Beiming Sect, advancing and retreating together, it stands to reason that I should not say these words, but seeing that all the Daoists have been deceived by others, I can't bear it." ”

These words successfully made the rest of the scattered cultivators prick up their ears, they didn't want to get involved in the battle between these two factions, but Mo Tong's words seemed to have some understanding of the situation here.

Sure enough, this mother-in-law was ruthless, and even her own classmates pitted, "In fact, the black qi here is not an ordinary yin qi, and the power of the netherworld, as we all know, where there is the power of the netherworld, it is possible to produce the Netherworld Bead, according to the concentration of the Netherworld power here, it must have produced the best Netherworld Bead!"

"That blue grass is just because the power of the netherworld here is too strong and the breath is cold, so it can grow. ”

The words made Cheng Xue and the other Huangjue Sect disciples on the field feel a sigh in their hearts.

Cheng Xue was worried that those casual cultivators would hold on to him because of this, and now that the number of casual cultivators present far exceeded the disciples of the sect, he would definitely suffer a loss if he dealt with it himself.

As for the disciples of the Huangjue Sect, they are worried that the treasures under the ground will be taken away by them by the scattered cultivators, they are the most outstanding group of the disciples of the same class of the Huangjue Sect, and they naturally perceive that there is a breath of netherworld power here, and they know in their hearts that there must be treasures underneath.

The Chosen Son of the Beiming Sect was already on their hunting list, even if she really took the treasure from her, it didn't end up in their hands.

For today's plan, of course, these loose cultivators will be coaxed away, and then all the treasures under the ground will be owned by their Huangjue faction.

However, Mo Tong's words completely broke their plan, making them secretly annoyed for a while, and naturally they didn't maintain Mo Tong like before.

They are not stupid, this Senior Sister Mo obviously has an enmity with the little genius of the Beiming faction, what are they doing in a hurry?

Mo Tong is not a stupid person, on the contrary, she can go all the way to the present, her mind is definitely more shrewd than most people, can she not see the plans of her fellow disciples?

It's just that in order to deal with Cheng Xue, she had to risk offending her fellow disciples and inciting everyone.

There was no stupid one of the scattered cultivators present, their cultivation was not as good as that of the disciples of the big sects, but because of their lack of knowledge, they often missed many resources, such as the power of the netherworld, without the simulated teaching of the elders of the sect, they would not want to recognize it in their lifetime.

Now, after Mo Tong's "kindness" reminder, everyone reacted, staring at Cheng Xue in unison, with a greedy look on their faces.

Of course, there are also a small number of people who have already tried to drill into the ground, these people are used to licking blood from the knife, and the psychology of gamblers makes them dare to hunt for treasure rashly under the unknown situation.

Within a few breaths, Cheng Xue was under great pressure, and when she saw Mo Tong so provocative, she calmed down.

"duang", I saw her plunge the flowing cloud into the ground, and said loudly, "Miss Ben is not like some rats, dare not do it, I do have a ghost bead on my body, but, do you dare to rob it?"

In the last sentence, the aura was fully opened, so that Wei Yuan, who had been paying attention to the situation on the field, nodded when he heard it, monks, there should be an indomitable momentum, especially the sophist monks, who don't believe in the sky, don't believe in fate, only believe in themselves!

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