Su Qinghuan turned the whip into a sword and said proudly.
"If you insist on bullying the small with the big, although Su's cultivation is far inferior to your excellency, you are willing to fight for our Qingyun sect disciple!"
The monks present were shocked at this remark.
Those young people from other schools who were not Qingyun sect disciples looked at Qingyun sect disciples with admiration, and then looked at the famous glazed immortal with admiring eyes.
In fact, the original body has been immersed in the pain of losing his love and asking for nothing for a hundred years. He has never walked on such a big land, and his natural reputation has faded.
When you mention it, you will only remember that Liuli immortal Zun is a very powerful female monk. Yuanying immortal Zun is rare in the world.
But at the moment, Su Qinghuan's white Taoist robe is windless in the air and makes a sound of hunting. That arrogant and fearless attitude undoubtedly deepens the morale of the people in the right way.
In addition, the immortal in white was born out of the world, and with such a leading behavior, Su Qinghuan's image soon became tall and clear in front of everyone.
Many disciples of Qingyun sect burst into tears. In fact, they are not su Qinghuan's own disciples. After all, Yan Hanzhou, a closed disciple, was brought under Liuli peak. Su Qinghuan's behavior is undoubtedly protecting them.
A little monk wiped his tears and said to Su Qinghuan movingly.
"Xianzun, the other party is threatening. You don't have to fall here for us."
Although the devil is hiding his head and showing his tail, he is a friar of Huashen level. Jun Jiuyou has a good saying that their little shrimps below Yuanying are nothing but mortal ants in each other's eyes. They die by pinching them casually.
But Su Qinghuan is different. She is Yuanying Daojun. Although she desperately has no chance, she still has a chance to grease the soles of her feet and run away.
But Su Qinghuan fought so hard, no doubt because they gave up the chance to escape.
……
Su Qinghuan didn't expect that these Qingyun sect disciples would comfort herself so much. She knew that she would die sooner or later. Even if she didn't die in the hands of Yan Hanzhou in the original plot line, she would be tortured by Jun Jiuyou.
In that case, it's good to give her some heat.
"Well, since I am your elder, I have an obligation to stand in front of you."
"Immortal statue -"
"Elder Liuli -"
More than a dozen disciples of the Qingyun sect couldn't help but be moved. Tears filled their eyes. One by one, they also picked up magic weapons, held long swords, and resolutely stood beside Su Qinghuan.
"In that case, our disciples of Qingyun sect will definitely advance and retreat with immortal Zun. They would rather die than surrender!"
Ye Bingqing, the Cold Moon Fairy of the Ming Jianzong, saw that more than a dozen disciples such as Qingyun Zong had such consciousness. As a leader of the new generation, she couldn't help standing over.
"Xianzun! Although Bingqing is not a friar of Qingyun sect, he is willing to advance and retreat with xianzun!"
With Ye Bingqing's response, for a moment, Su Qinghuan's side friar echoed, and soon wulala stood a group of people.
There are Qingyun sect, Mingjian sect, fanyin temple and even Jingxin valley.
On the other hand, Shen Pingchuan, the only Yuanying elder in Jingxin Valley, saw this posture and hid behind in the face of the eager eyes of those little disciples.
"What are you looking at me doing?! you're going to die with the glazed immortal. I'm not so stupid!"
"Oh -"
Su Qinghuan sneered and didn't say anything, but showed his contempt with his eyes.
——Elder Shen is really bullying the soft and afraid of the hard!
She and Yan Hanzhou look like they hate and hate that they can't take things by force. Now, in the face of Jun Jiuyou, the God of God, his character is so cowardly. How can such a person be a Yuanying elder?
Many of their own disciples in the meditation Valley spit blood. If Jun Jiuyou releases his spiritual power again, I'm afraid even the new generation of disciples in the golden elixir period will suffer serious damage to their Taoist heart.
This is definitely a big loss for the right path.
After all, it's tiring to train new people, and the disciples with first-class spiritual root qualifications are not as easy to find as ordinary Chinese cabbage!
……
The elder Shen saw the pale immortal Zun's light glance. Although the contempt flashed away, and even Su Qinghuan didn't speak, the elder Shen immediately felt that he couldn't hang his face.
He spit and scolded.
"Su Daoyou, what do you mean by the way you just looked at me?! do you want to accuse me that a big man is not as brave as you, a woman?"
"Don't blame Shen. To tell the truth, this evil head will appear. I'm afraid it's still because your personal disciple Yan Hanzhou is not a good thing. It's their spies in the demon world - in our right way!"
"If it weren't for Yan Hanzhou's little animal - Sheng, how could we suffer such a disaster today! You and your disciples need to apologize for today's things! If the right way is damaged in the future, you will be sinners for thousands of years!"
Seeing that elder Shen's ability to throw the pot was so first-class that he even scolded Yan Hanzhou for being a small animal - Sheng, Su Qinghuan immediately became angry.
"Elder Shen! Speak carefully! If you slander your disciple like this again, don't blame Su for being rude!"
Just when Su Qinghuan wanted to stab him with a sword, he suddenly saw elder Shen who was still aggressively throwing the pot before. He suddenly howled in pain and rolled directly on the ground!
Elder Shen mistakenly thought it was su Qinghuan's sneak attack, and angrily scolded Su Qinghuan.
"Su Qinghuan! You dare to attack even your fellow disciples, you snake hearted woman!"
"I want to, but I'm not the one who did it..."
Su Qinghuan looked surprised. She was frowning and wanted to have a closer look. She saw that Shen Changlao's blood gas was boiling quickly, and his whole body was swallowed up by a very corrosive fog. A burst of blood color filled the air. Elder Shen turned directly into a pool of pus!
Such a terrible scene made the disciples standing around elder Shen cry out.
And those righteous disciples immediately understood that how could su Qinghuan, who was also Yuanying immortal, do such a sinister means to kill elder Shen?!
I'm afraid it's
……
Everyone present had a number in mind.
Su Qinghuan was even more frightened.
"Misty grass, tong'er, the means to transform the God and devil king are too powerful!"
She opened her mouth with emotion.
"How dare you ask Shen Changlao's death? Did you hide your head and show your tail? It was done by the rats. Please come out and see me!"
"You are the first one to scold me for being a rat, woman."
The man in the air appeared again.
The other party laughed and soon the blood fog was flying. When the fog dispersed, a tall and strong figure suddenly appeared.
The man's sword eyebrow entered the temples, his face was as handsome as a knife, axe and chisel, his rare blood red hair danced, and his evil spirit soared between his hands and feet, just like a dark monarch overlooking all things in the world.
At the moment, the other party's lips were hung with an evil smile, and his eyes stared at Su Qinghuan recklessly, as if he was quite interested in the white immortal in front of him,
"Oh, I didn't expect you to be as brave as you."
Su Qinghuan frowned slightly and felt that the man's look at her made her very uncomfortable.
For a moment, Su Qinghuan even thought of Yan Hanzhou looking at himself from Jun Jiuyou.
The strange association made her shiver.
Su Qinghuan arched her hands again. Her eyes were alert and her expression was neither humble nor arrogant.
"Now that you have appeared at the invitation, can you restrain your coercion and let the younger generation live?"