Chapter 316 blaming

The seventh master is trapped in the Tongtian Fairy Gate, and it is not easy to save him. But if they are united and have enough strength to make them afraid, it will be easier to save the seventh master.

What is needed to cultivate power is time and a safe environment. If you have a heart, you will soon find the bureau laid by Xu Le in Anfu County. At that time, Huangquan's army will suppress the situation, and the previous efforts will disappear in an instant.

So Xu Le wants to muddy this water, and it's better to make the relationship between the two forces tense.

The richness of Jubaomen is deeper than that of Huangquan Sect. Using him to deal with Huangquan Sect is enough for those ancestors to be anxious. Xu Le incarnated as Situ Qingfeng, turned into a virtual shadow and retreated into the treasure door. He came to Wanbaotai, where Situ Qingfeng was abolished by Situ Wuxin. As long as he appeared, he would definitely attract everyone's attention.

Sure enough, as soon as he stood down, a very thin teenager next to him turned his head and whispered in a hesitant voice, "Are you Brother Situ Qingfeng?"

Xu Le looked at him. He was really unattractive. The weak protection was actually the level 10 cultivation of the Holy Realm. He looked a little confused, maybe he didn't believe that the almost abolished brother Situ would appear here.

"Hmm."

Xu Le snorted and nodded. Through the gap, he wanted to see what was going on with the two people competing on the Marlboro. But the disciples around him suddenly screamed and shouted exaggeratedly, "Are you really the Situ Qingfeng who was exiled to the secular world and was abolished by the unintentional brother a few days ago?"

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Soon, hundreds of nearby eyes condensed on Xu Le. All he felt was sneering and ridicule, and everyone had a disdainful smile at the corners of his mouth. Situ Qingfeng, as a descendant of the treasure king, actually fell to such a tragic end, even worse than their ordinary disciples.

In the immortal world, everyone believes in the respect of strength. As long as you are trampled down by everyone, you are a trivial ant in everyone's eyes.

Cultivation of immortals, no mercy.

Xu Le finally understood why Situ Qingfeng's family curled up on the edge of the hill, and why those people still tried their best after hearing a glimmer of hope. There are more than 100 million disciples in Jubaomen, and hundreds of them are laughing at the hundreds of disciples. They can't straighten up, so they can only live aggrievedly.

In common with this, Xu Le is very unhappy with this thin man. This guy definitely recognized himself for a long time, but he showed off his appearance, just to slap himself hard and step on him a few morejiaos.

The villain must have something to hate. Xu Le continued to watch the battle on the Marlboro platform quietly, as if he didn't pay attention to the scene just now.

"Situ Qingfeng, it's time to come. Are you still so proud? Situ Wuxin's senior brother pitied you and showed mercy to you. You are now a waste. Talking to you is still looking up to you. Don't be shameless.

When the thin man saw that Xu Le ignored him, he immediately looked down with a gloomy face, as if he had been humiliated in full view of the public, and his words were already full of provocation.

Xu Le is still deaf.

"Hahaha, skinny monkey brother, you are useless to shout, and they don't bird you at all."

"Skin monkey brother, I think you'd better hide aside. You can't even clean up a waste. You still have the face to dictate here. Is it a shame?"

The people around suddenly burst into laughter and agitated.

The thin monkey's face turned into a pig's liver, and his anger rushed to his heart, and his eyes flashed fiercely. The thin palm was suddenly wrapped in silver and turned into a murder weapon to grab Xu Le's heart.

Just wait for you to take the initiative to send it to your door, otherwise you won't have enough excuse to kill a hundred. Xu Le's body was motionless, and his right hand suddenly turned around. The thin monkey's silver hand fell into his palm and gently pulled off the other party's whole arm.

The Holy Land does not have the ability to rebirth with amputated limbs, and the mutilation of limbs means the weakening of strength. The thin monkey shouted and his face became extremely frightened. He didn't expect that Situ Qingfeng, who had been hit hard, was still so fierce.

Xu Le has turned around and stared at him coldly: "Even if I am seriously injured, it is not something ignorant like you can humiliate at will. People who are not self-aknowledge will pay the price they deserve if they do something wrong.

"What do you want to do?" As soon as the thin monkey finished speaking, his huge palm had been imprinted on his lower abdomen. The energy shred his Dantian like ten thousand swords, completely destroying his foundation of practice and becoming an ordinary person with no power to bind chickens.

The incident happened too suddenly, and Xu Le's methods were too thunderous and ruthless. The disciples around him who were supposed to watch the good play suddenly stiffened and couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Situ Qingfeng is still an untouchable tiger in their eyes. Although his claws are gone, his sharp teeth are still there, and he is not weak to bite people at all.

"Get out of here." Xu Lexiongwei was dependent and his eyes swept around. Those people retreated further one after another as if they were being targeted by cannibal tigers, and suddenly made the disciples who didn't notice the things here confused the group. The already crowded crowd was even more angry.

"What's the quarrel about? Is this your quarrel?" With a loud shout, he suppressed the area of a kilometer by one person, and the riot immediately stopped.

Xu Le glanced at the man and was a female disciple of the spiritual realm of the three laws. Although she was full of charm, the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes had shown that she was very old and was gradually entering the aging period. If the realm did not improve significantly in one or two hundred years, she would face the end of her life.

After abolishing a tenth-level disciple of the Holy Realm, is it unlucky to send another disciple from the spiritual realm to the door?

"Brother Situ, since your injury has not healed, why do you come out to make trouble with a bad cultivation?"

It seems that Situ's unintentional reputation is too great, and everyone is looking at him. Situ Qingfeng, the loser, no longer has any status.

"Who stipulates that I can't stand here?" Xu Le asked faintly.

"No, but your appearance will make the heartless brother unhappy."

"Did I stand here and offend you?"

"No, but the unintentional brother once said that he would not allow you to approach Marlboro. Not only do I know, but tens of thousands of onlookers know it.

Xu Le became more and more indifferent and said in a low voice, "That's just the enmity between me and Situ, so others don't have to worry about it. As for you, you are not qualified enough.

"You... Humph, you don't know what to do. If the unintentional brother is not here, I will teach you a good lesson for him and let you have a long memory. The will of the unintentional brother is inviolable.

Three laws, about the combat power of the seven disasters, and the qualification is mediocre. However, he is the most powerful among this group of disciples, and he is also a high-ranking real person in the minds of others. He is a strong man worthy of their admiration.

The three-way small world has evolved, which is the world where boulders fall, a dark scene of the end of the world. What she realized was the earth line in the five elements. Regardless of combat effectiveness, this shocking scene alone is enough to make the disciples around him give in.

"If you say you are not qualified, you are not qualified."

Xu Le stretched out his hand again and pressed his palm, like a falling sky, and banging on the other party when no one reacted. The evolved three-way world was broken, and the three laws were torn to pieces like rags.

The law is broken, which means the degradation of the realm.

The female disciple of the three laws could not resist the power of Xu Le's palm. She was pressed in mid-air like an octopus and did not even have the ability to struggle.

It's just three breaths, and the breath on her body declines rapidly and her spiritual body cracks. Situ Qingfeng was seriously damaged by Situ Wuxin, and the degradation of the realm had long spread all over the fairy gate. Just when everyone was watching his jokes, he suddenly found that Situ Qingfeng after the degraded realm was still so powerful that even the real people of the three laws were suppressed in one move.

His realm has deteriorated, but his combat effectiveness does not seem to be greatly affected, which means that he is still above countless people.

Xu Le kicked the female disciple into the distance and raised his head and said, "Even if my realm has degenerated to a quenched state, you will remember clearly that I am still Situ, and I am a descendant of the blood of the King Bao."

After saying that he left freely, that's all he has to do, and he doesn't need to come to the door in person. Soon the Situ will know what happened here.

He is telling Situ Wuxin that he has not been completely defeated. As long as he is still standing, he is qualified to declare war on him.

This kind of declaration of war does not need to be clear, just understand it in your heart.

The heir's viewing has not been held yet, and all variables exist.

Xu Le calmly flew to the peak of the six golden elixir disciples of Huangquan. Situ Wuxin had been provoked by himself. Next, he just transferred the fire to the six people.

As for how to transfer, the information about the Son of the Son is enough.

The hundred and ten people on that mountain are actually disciples of Huangquan. Originally, the strongest was only a disciple of nine laws. Now suddenly six golden elixir masters came here, and the disciples of the nine laws can only stand aside and serve them carefully.

He may not know that it won't be long before 12 masters of the Golden Dan period will come here one after another.

"Brother Xinzhen, listening to what you said just now, what did Situ Wuxin and Situ Qingfeng fight for? In the end, Situ Qingfeng, whose direct bloodline, was severely damaged and his realm was degraded, and Situ Wuxin, who has branched blood, became the heir of the treasure door."

A Jindan disciple said, "There is no shortage of treasures in the treasure gate. What is worth fighting for?"

"I heard that it is for the order of the Son."

What? The six golden elixir masters were stunned at the same time.

Blocking Xinzhen is a little puzzled. The Holy Son Order is indeed a red-eyed treasure, but it is a treasure gathering. Why are you six people making such a fuss?

"Are you all disciples of Huangquan?"

A strange voice echoed on the top of the mountain, and Xu Le slowly flew down in front of everyone. He didn't care about the invisible pressure on himself. "Do you know your disciple Xu Qi?"

The six golden elixir masters looked at each other, and one of them asked solemnly, "Xu Qi is the first disciple of our immortal sect. He will inherit the unification in the future. Where is he?"