There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

Gu Xia's birthplace began after they fell into the underground palace.

Everyone took on her perspective.

I saw Yi Ling lying in the pit in a large shape, looking helpless.

A group of sect leaders looked at sect leader Lin with gloating eyes, and the meaning was self-evident:

Lao Lin, your personal family is not good either.

Sect Master Lin's old face stiffened slightly and he grinded his teeth quietly.

The person involved, Yi Ling, did not feel ashamed at all. Instead, he raised his chin proudly.

Laugh, each of you will laugh happier now. When you see people who are worse off than me later, your laughter will be uglier than crying.

Next, everyone watched in stunned silence as Gu Xia and his men laid a trap at the entrance of the underground palace.

Go straight to the opponent's lair.

Seeing how several relatives cooperated with each other under her guidance, Gu Xia and Xu Xingmu also kidnapped Li Tingyun in the middle of their attack.

——Another direct descendant of Xuan Mingzong.

Sect Leader Lin almost couldn't hold himself any longer and began to use his sword to gouge out the two unsatisfied disciples inch by inch.

Unexpectedly, there was no expression of gloating on the faces of all the disciples present.

Everyone covered their faces and heads, even with a hint of despair.

"???" Did these progenitors collectively convulse? !

Sect Master Lin looked at his proud eldest disciple and felt as if his fate was being strangled by the back of his neck.

Too outrageous, right?

After understanding what he meant, Li Tingyun was speechless: "Master, don't look at me with such a weird look. If you have something you can't hold back, just say it."

Sect Leader Lin: "Why were you caught so easily by a foundation builder?"

"No." The curve of Li Tingyun's lips slowly disappeared: "You don't understand."

This is not an ordinary foundation building.

His master has no idea how bad these guys are!

Simply insane.

At this moment, the five rescued monks appeared on the stage, and everyone who was still chattering was startled.

Even Gu Xia's nervous wish-making behavior was tacitly ignored by them.

Looking at the huge black pattern in mid-air, Fang Jinxing turned around in confusion and asked, "What is this? Why is it so evil?"

Elder Zhong Yi was speechless: "I asked you to study more, but you insist on herding pigs. Are you going to be blind now?"

Fang Jinxing said plausibly: "Who said that? You will find out when I go back and look through the library."

Elder Zhong Yi: "..." I feel numb.

He now knew how a group of troublemakers in the sect fell asleep in a daze during class.

Feelings just follow the roots.

He said in a calm tone: "This thing has not appeared for many years, and not many people know about it now. We still need to investigate it carefully when we return."

Look how many monks have unfortunately been killed.

It's so crazy to use raw consciousness.

From this point of view, there is an explanation for the monks who mysteriously disappeared in the world of cultivation but returned safely soon after.

Where are we still our own people?

This is obviously an undercover agent sent from the demon clan, right?

The most outrageous thing is that none of them found anything wrong.

Pretending to be so similar, I think those demons also put in a lot of effort.

If Gu Xia hadn't led someone to take advantage of the loophole and kill the big vote, the world of cultivation would have been infiltrated into a sieve.

From this point of view, this progenitor's behavior of talking nonsense from time to time, being daring, and diving into danger doesn't seem to be so... useless, right?

As soon as the scene changed, the five sect leaders were happy to mention the embarrassing scene of their eldest son.

Except for the people from the Lingjian Sect, everyone from the other four sects was sitting neatly in jail.

The look on his face is melancholy.

The five sects walk together, never leave, never give up, never let go.

At this time, the faces of the other three sect leaders and elders also darkened.

Gan!

This group of stupid and brainless direct descendants are simply blind to each and every one of them.

Look at the Taiyi Sect, except for one Ye Sui'an, they are all jumping up and down outside, like wild monkeys who have never seen the world.

Their sect was lucky enough to be wiped out in one fell swoop.

Sect Master Lin laughed happily: "So it seems that our Xuanming Sect is not the most flattering? At least my two unsatisfied disciples still have a sense of participation."

He pursed his lips and said, "But you guys look quite carefree."

Low emotional intelligence: simple and brainless.

High emotional intelligence: quite carefree.

first blood!

Gu Xia clapped her hands and sighed: "Wonderful, this is really wonderful."

However, her master's painting style seemed out of place. Fang Jinxing was chanting sutras to Ye Sui'an: "Why are you the only one who was arrested when everyone else was fine? Let me reflect on it!"

"What's wrong with the others?" Ye Sui'an raised his eyes, laughing and pointing casually: "Wouldn't they, these big grievances, be caught and squatted in the dungeon with me?"

Personal biography of other great grievances: "..."

Double kill! !

You are noble, you are proud, and you are making fun of our dark history.

Okay, okay, you want to play like this, right?

At this moment, the thoughts of the sect master and his descendants have reached a high degree of unity.

Ahhhhhh, shameless Taiyizong, get out of here! !

I really don’t want to see them here with their big teeth bared and having sex, okay?

Everyone reluctantly endured it and watched Gu Xia running wildly with the rescued people, cheating along the way.

The main thing is not to miss any opportunity to embarrass everyone.

When Lian Gui appeared, the atmosphere around him reached a climax.

After all, what could be more suitable to change the subject than a demon in the Nascent Soul stage?

In the picture displayed on the photo stone, Qu Yimian blocked Gu Xia's path with clearly uneasy and good intentions, which made everyone frown.

Why is this person so ignorant?

Listen again to what she says next.

Good guy.

This is the land where Buddha’s light shines.

Ye Sui'an sneered: "Don't say it, if she didn't say anything, I would have thought that the lotus sitting under her butt is? The Buddha's light is almost blinding people's eyes."

Her remarks about feeling sorry for the demon clan undoubtedly aroused public outrage in the presence of everyone.

After contacting the truth about why Gu Lanyi was captured in the dungeon, everyone looked at Qu Yimian with a hint of contempt in their eyes.

Brainless idiots are never lovable at any time.

What's more, this is a group of descendants who have just escaped death.

Li Tingyun's cold eyes fell on her, and his fingertips moved slightly, as if he was considering whether to set up a formation for her to try.

Feng Luocheng opened his mouth wide: "No, is she mentally ill? If it hadn't been for Gu Xia and the others this time, we would have really confessed here."

He couldn't believe it: "There are still people who feel sorry for those demons? To be honest, I have reasonable doubts. Isn't this really an undercover undercover plotted by the demons?"

Qu Yimian explained weakly: "No, everyone misunderstood. I just think that what Gu Xia did was wrong and could easily hurt innocent people. What if..."

"Not in case."

This time it was Xie Baiyi who interrupted her.

The expression on the boy's face has not been very good since he saw the image stone. At this moment, it is as frightening as if it had been tempered by frost.

"Those demons take pleasure in torturing and killing monks, so they deserve to die."

"Although my disciples are weak, they should still use their bodies as swords to kill evil spirits to prove my heart."

"You say they are pitiful, aren't those monks who died innocently pitiful? How can they seek justice for themselves?"

The young man's voice was clear and clear, and every word was resounding.

Not only him, but also the other progenitors who were lazily leaning aside to watch the excitement with their arms folded across their chests.

A group of young men aged 17 or 18, with clear eyes and an innocent heart that would die for the common people.

Awe-inspiring and fearless.

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