In the purple bamboo forest, a group of people slowly walked out.
There were about a hundred people, with arrogance and ridicule on their faces, and they slowly surrounded the group.
The person in front of him was tall, wearing purple clothes, about 20 years old, and his appearance should have been very handsome, but his eyes were like inverted triangles, which ruined the beauty.
"What do you mean by this?
I just came here.
I don't seem to have offended you."
Ziyi stepped forward, looked at the man in purple with an unkind expression, and spoke tentatively.
"Yes, before today, you and I have never met each other, so there is no need to offend me."
The man in purple shirt had a smile on his face, but his smile was a little sinister.
He looked at Ziyi with a high and condescending attitude of controlling the life and death of others, which made Ziyi frown.
"Then what do you want to do by stopping us here?"
Although Ziyi's tone was displeased, but based on the principle that one thing is worse than one thing less, he was still unwilling to have any dispute with the visitor, and everyone had said before that they should keep a low profile.
"Hey, little girl, I have just said that this temple of immortality is about to open, and not just cats and dogs can enter it.
If you want to enter, you must be qualified.
This is also for the sake of you waiting for the latecomers.
It’s a competition among the strong.
What can you do if you go in and you are not destined to be killed and used as cannon fodder?
What’s the trouble?”
"If you don't listen to what I say, you will go back to where you came from.
There are actually children from the Shentai realm among them.
You really don't know how to write the word "death".
Everyone, are you right?
Hahahaha."
The man in purple shirt took the lead, and hundreds of monks around him burst out laughing.
They looked at Qiu and others with amusement in their eyes, as if they were looking at monsters, especially when they looked at Qiu, the smile and disdain in their eyes were The color is more intense.
"A damn dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth."
The little beast Wan Qian stepped over and cursed disdainfully, looking at the purple-shirted monk in front of him.
However, the cultivation of the peak of the Heaven-Building Realm, because a few of them hid their cultivation aura, made others look like they were a group of Heavenly Realm.
The little monk and so on.
I originally thought that doing this would be inconspicuous enough, but I didn't expect that when things didn't go as planned, I was stopped by someone, and even more so, I was treated as a soft persimmon, and everyone wanted to pinch me.
Moreover, although this Supreme Secret Realm is large and there are many monks coming in, monks in the realm of Yutian are still rare animals.
There are not many to be found.
Most of them are disciples of major forces.
Although there are some among casual cultivators, they are not found in many places.
There are even fewer of them, so it is still difficult to meet a monk who is in the Heaven Control Realm.
"Damn, this dog can talk like crazy.
Could it be that it's a demon clan?
Heng, even a demon clan is useless.
It's just a demon clan equivalent to the realm of mending the sky.
It's no big deal.
If you dare to insult us, you will die today.
It’s settled.”
The man in purple shirt was furious, but before he got angry, an ordinary-looking monk behind him held a long knife in his hand and walked towards the little beast as if to flatter him, because in his opinion, it was just a little puppy.
That’s all, even if it’s a demon clan, it’s just a demon clan in the Heavenly Realm.
After all, I’m still in the early stage of the Heaven-Building Realm, so I can’t deal with it easily.
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"I want to kill him" The little beast smacked his mouth, and looked back at Ziyi, as if asking for advice, because Ziyi had specially told the little beast before to hide his aura and not let others know the details of himself and others at will, but at this moment it was somewhat Unbearable.
"Fuck them to death, I can't stand this" Zi Yi didn't say anything, which was regarded as acquiescing.
Mo Lin was even more afraid that the world would be in chaos, with a smile in his eyes.
Since they were not allowed to hide their clumsiness last year, it would probably cause a big fuss.
When facing ants, there is no need to show any kindness.
"What are you doing, you little beast?
You are so arrogant.
I have decided to make you a hot pot and eat it in my belly.
I haven't eaten dog meat for a long time.
I'm really pregnant."
The man sneered, but before he finished speaking, the angry little beast had already taken action.
In an instant, the monk no longer had a chance to speak.
A dog's paw could be as big as a millstone.
As soon as Fang appeared, it streaked through the air and made a whining sound.
It was so fast that the man hadn't realized what was going on.
The big paw had already covered it, and he was caught on the spot.
He patted it into a meat pie, leaving a deep pit with blood and water flowing in it.
"What"
At this moment, everyone, including the man in purple shirt, subconsciously took a few steps back, dripping with cold sweat and falling into a sluggish state.
That was a powerful monk in the Heaven-Building Realm.
He was already considered a master, but he was crushed into a ball of flesh by that puppy with just one paw.
Everyone understood how strong this guy was.
This time, he was really Hit the iron plate.
Originally, they had driven away many monks before, and some of them had even been killed by everyone.
The monks who came later were basically the weakest in cultivation.
The previous batches of monks they had driven away also verified this.
Therefore, the purple-shirted man and others who are used to being arrogant really don't have as much scruples as Jing Yan and the others.
Moreover, after just checking, we also found that these people are at most monks in the heaven realm.
Let me ask, heaven realm Do monks at this level need to worry about themselves?
However, the result is heartbreaking.
Is it possible for a monk in the Heaven-Building Realm to be so weak that he was killed with one claw?
Or is it not that our own troops are weak, but that the other party is too strong?
"This, Gudong, this may be a bit of a misunderstanding, senior" The man in the purple shirt was shaking a little, and he no longer looked as arrogant as before.
He wiped his cold sweat and moved forward.
He kept swallowing saliva, as if he wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know what to say.
At this moment, the man in the purple shirt felt cold in his heart.
He was most afraid that the little beast would slap him to death in a fit of anger.
If he died here, no one would dare to collect his body.
“Grandma’s, from the most disgusting hotpot” The little beast was furious, bared its teeth, pinched its waist with its front paws, and glanced sideways, as if to warn.
However, as soon as these words came out, the man in purple shuddered and fell to his knees in an instant.
The man in purple shirt knelt down, which seemed to have a chain reaction.
Many monks who had also reached the Heaven-Mending Realm also knelt down sweating profusely.
There were also a few monks who were extremely frightened and went crazy towards them.
He ran into the purple bamboo forest.
"roar" A low roar came from the mouth of the boy who was transformed into a sky-swallowing rat.
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The monks who were trying their best to escape were instantly turned into a blood mist, unable to even scream.
Such a scene really calmed everyone, and no one dared to escape anymore.
They all knelt on the ground, and even the timid monks had fainted on the ground.
"Boy, I heard you were very arrogant just now."
Qiu stepped forward, walked to the man in purple shirt, and picked it up, just like grabbing a chicken.
The man in purple shirt found that he seemed to be completely imprisoned, and his whole body was suddenly unable to move. , I couldn’t help but the cold sweat on my face became even worse.
It turns out that this young man, who seems to have the worst cultivation, is much better than me.
What kind of people are they?
How come any kid can manipulate me like a doll.
Why am I so unlucky today?
"Senior, this is all a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding.
The villain got a little carried away and bumped into the seniors.
The villain is willing to compensate the seniors for their losses.
As long as the seniors let the villain go, the villain is willing to play a role for the senior. , Senior asked the villain to go east, but the villain will never dare to go west, I just beg Senior to spare his life."
The man in purple shirt felt bitter in his heart, but in order to survive, he didn't care about that much.
He was lifted up in the air, but he still spoke with difficulty.
"The beauty you imagined" Qiu suddenly looked at the man in purple shirt with a wary look on his face, as if he was taking advantage of me, which made the man in mid-air almost vomit blood
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