Seeing that the disciples in the sect took the person, Luo Xiangsheng turned his head and stared at Wan Qi Jingyi coldly: "You kid wants to kill the people of my Rakshasa Sect, are you impatient!

Liang Qing is a rare talented disciple in his sect, and it only took a few years to build a foundation, and if he follows his cultivation speed, the Golden Pill will be just around the corner.

But Wan Qi Jingyi actually wanted to kill him.

How could Luo Xiangsheng not be angry!

As he spoke, a powerful coercion swept in, and the invisible oppression made people smell danger.

Wan Qi Jingyi's whole body tensed because of this oppression, and her face became gloomy.

He didn't know Luo Xiangsheng's cultivation, and he could only feel the vigilance in the face of danger.

The rich murderous aura released by the other party made him almost out of breath.

The cultivation of the Rakshasa Gate Master must be above the Golden Pill.

In the face of the danger to his life, Wan Qian Dashao did not forget to think, I don't know who is better than the master and the old guy in front of him.

Up to now, he has never really seen his master make a move.

When Wan Qi Jingyi lost his mind slightly, an afterimage flew onto the competition platform.

Gu Jin's face did not look good as early as when Luo Xiangsheng came to power.

Seeing that the three apprentices were oppressed by him, he immediately flew up to the competition platform.

Gu Jin stood on the stage and said lazily: "Presumably, Your Excellency is the master of the Rakshasa Sect, isn't the rule of the Monk Conference that once you take the stage, it doesn't matter if you live or die?

Her voice was crisp and good, just so that everyone present could hear it clearly.

Everyone in the audience saw the woman on the stage who looked elegant and unworldly, and their eyes were amazing.

She is full of seductive charm, as well as the charm in innocence, and her beautiful eyes turn around, revealing a bewitching light.

This is a contradictory temperament, which manifests itself in her, and is particularly attractive.

Luo Xiangsheng's cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked Gu Jin up and down.

Seeing that she should have only broken through the golden pill not long ago, a gleam flashed in her eyes.

"You are the master of the Xuanji Sect?"

The tone is sarcastic, and the superiority of the superior seems to be extremely disdainful of her.

"Questions?" Gu Jin's lips curved into a graceful arc, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

There was no dissatisfaction with the other party's bad attitude.

"Heh!" Luo Xiangsheng sneered: "A yellow-haired girl dares to preface the rules in the old face, do you know that this is the hidden market? I am the rule here!"

Gu Jinlai smiled and retracted: "What do you mean, my apprentice can be killed at will, and your Rakshasa Sect disciple can't be injured for half a point?"

Luo Xiangsheng snorted coldly, the meaning was obvious.

Gu Jin put one hand behind her back, and the other hand gently rubbed her fingertips, and her beautiful eyes glowed with a cold light.

It's really the robbers.

She has seen a lot of shameless people, but she has never seen such a grandiose and outrageous person.

The monks in the audience were also angered by Luo Xiangsheng's shameless attitude.

They all showed anger on their faces, but they dared not speak angrily.

One of the rough-looking men couldn't sit still: "This is not fair! Lao Tzu has practiced hard for many years to have his current cultivation, and he was inexplicably invited to participate in this Laoshizi monk conference, if you win, you can't do it, you will be retaliated, and if you lose, it will be a dead end, why! Why should Lao Tzu be sent to death!"

The man's words were fierce and his attitude was agitated.

"Just, why?!"

"I don't even want to go to this monks' conference!"

(End of chapter)