"Hey, the central strength of the fairy world is actually gathered on this Yin Mountain. Strange, strange." A girl in red was half lying on a dead tree with her legs crossed, holding a candied haws in hand and looking at the heavenly soldiers and generals with a smile.

"Witch, you still dare to ask!"

Ying Meng: "Hey, isn't this Ming Fanxian? I wonder if your lady is okay?"

The girl's smile is like a flower, her eyes are raised, and she is playful.

Ming Fanxian: "Sir, don't change the subject. You can plead guilty."

In fact, the fairy world has not really encircled anyone for many years. Their battle scenes over the years are roughly as follows:

For example, when a group of immortal disciples meet a demon, they don't start anything, just shout. After shouting, they start chatting. When the conversation is completed, the weaker party starts throwing things, such as elixirs, magic weapons, etc., and then they can leave.

The strong side will come forward, pick up things, and then go home. Oh, of course, don't forget to report to the superiors, report military merits, and ask for some rewards. This way of fighting is called "living warfare".

Anyway, the winner and loser are clear, so there is no need to risk one's life. Fighting like this will make both parties happy, and it can also make some extra money, and the economic benefits are rich.

Yingmeng: "What crime am I guilty of? How can I admit it if you don't tell me?"

Although Yingmeng smiled more happily, her eyes became much darker, as if there was a hint of darkness.

Immortal Lord Sheng Yuan: "Yingmeng, you were once a mysterious immortal anyway, how could you be like this now..." After saying this, he seemed to really feel sorry for Yingmeng.

Yue Fanxian: "You dug up my ancestral grave to practice the infernal corpse..."

"Hahahaha." Ying Meng laughed. "You can eat the food of Yue Fan as much as you want, but you can't talk nonsense! What I am digging is the immortal tomb. If I remember correctly, you were not born in the immortal world. You are actually

He said that the ones buried in the immortal tomb are your ancestors. I really don’t know your real ancestors. How angry you must be when you hear this. Forget it, you actually said that they are your ancestors. Then don’t let them fight if they start fighting later.

If you happen to eat it, it would be unfilial to you!"

Immortal Lord Sheng Yuan was heartbroken: "How could you know this evil deed? Ying Meng, it's still too late to rein in the situation! Don't make the same mistake again and again."

Ying Meng held her heart with both hands and said in an exaggerated tone, "What's wrong with me? I just want to invite some people to celebrate my birthday."

Immortal Lord Shengyuan: "When you fall into the devil, you should know that companionship is something you must give up."

Yingmeng: "Okay, don't talk about this

Some of them are not. As for subduing demons and eliminating demons, you are just afraid that my practice will threaten the status of spiritual cultivation. Really, I’m not saying it. If you want to practice my practice, just say so. I don’t mind

I gave my manuscript to you. But you are hiding your greed under the banner of justice. Is this what you call justice?"

Originally, Yingmeng planned to follow the old path and fight a living battle, but unfortunately she was not very lucky this time. Because the battle location was chosen too close, the Immortal Lord who had nothing to do came in person. Although he was a puppet, the Immortal Lord personally conquered everyone.

You just put on a show on the surface, but in the end all your central strength came out.

Come as it comes, bad as it is. In most of the original fairy tales, they are high-level people, and what Yingmeng digs is their ancestral graves. Any individual who digs up his ancestral graves will risk his life with you, let alone these self-proclaimed immortals.

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Immortal Lord: "Witch, don't use your evil words to confuse the public. Digging into an immortal tomb is a serious crime. If you don't plead guilty again, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless."

Yingmeng took in everyone's expressions and knew that he couldn't avoid this fight: "Hey, Immortal Master, you brought a group of angels to surround me. Why do you make it sound like you will show mercy?

"After saying that, she clapped her hands and saw a group of people walking up to her. These people are no different from ordinary people, but if you look carefully, you will find that many of them are famous generals who have been dead for more than a hundred years.

Immortal Lord Shengyuan: "Yingmeng, you can be worthy of yourself."

Ying Meng: "I'm just afraid of being sorry for myself, so I invited a group of people to celebrate my birthday. Hey, come and see who is your ancestor. When the time comes, don't hit me. I don't want to hurt you.

It’s a crime of being unfilial.”

Immortal Master: "Ignorant child, you are not ashamed of your words! You are not willing to obey the law obediently, so don't blame me for not remembering the old relationship." After saying this, he cursed, "Living is like fire, shock is like thunder, and it weighs a thousand pounds!"

Ying Meng put away his careless expression and instantly stood up and pressed his sword with one hand. The atmosphere instantly became tense. However, after five breaths, nothing happened. Unbeknownst to them, a restaurant in the human world suddenly collapsed. Immortal

The Lord was shocked: "How is this possible? How can you still stand under the power of a thousand hooks?"

After hearing this, Yingmeng immediately lay down and went back. Although she didn't know what happened, she probably guessed that the Immortal Master's spell had failed. "My Lord Immortal Master, it's probably because you are old and your brain has deteriorated. Yes.

You don’t want me to introduce you to a doctor. Go to Shiyang City in the human world and find a butcher in the door. He can perform a brain transplant surgery on you. It’s very satisfying to perform a brain transplant surgery on you.”

"Pfft" The Immortal Master was so angry at Ying Meng that he was immediately counterattacked by the internal force and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Seeing that the Immortal Lord was injured, all the heavenly soldiers and generals went straight to kill him. Yingmeng clapped his hands and a group of nether zombies also went up to kill him. The war was about to break out. Seeing the scene of everyone in the immortal world fighting with their ancestors, Yingmeng smiled.

She smiled and flew away. Just kidding, her current strength can only stand up to one Xuanxian alone. Let them have a good fight with their ancestors. If she doesn't run away, she will probably be maimed.

He turned around and ran towards the human world through the previously dug tunnel. Unexpectedly, he met the Immortal Lord Xianqing on the way.

I was betting that Xian Qing would not be able to recognize his own cultivation. He pretended not to panic at all and said: "Hey, brother Qing, I meet again." He held up his innocent face with one hand and said in a sick tone: "You are so ten thousand

The spirit body is really tempting! If you become an Inferi, it will definitely be an important milestone in the history of the Eight Realms."

Immortal Xianqing seemed to be disgusted: "You have changed a lot."

Yingmeng: "People are all going to change. Doesn't the book say that after three days of separation, you will look at each other differently, but after two years, you still look at others with the same eyes? Or do you all hope that I will be a puppet in your hands and pull strings together?

Dancing like flying, knowing how to advance and retreat in one move!?"

Xianqing Immortal Lord: "Mo Xuan."

The name alone made Yingmeng's feet weak. But when she found out that it was a young man in black who jumped out, she didn't panic. She even smiled and joked: "How come this little brother's name is the same as a boy?"

Are they so similar to dogs?”

Xianqing Immortal Lord: "He has transformed."

Yingmeng looked at the sharp-edged face of the young man in black, and the toughness he revealed was the characteristic of the beast tribe. When he met the clear eyes, Yingmeng's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his palms, and his heart felt like

There were tens of millions of ants crawling across. There were only two words in my mind - It's over.

"You... don't come here." Ying Meng Yi Jing couldn't keep calm. "I... tell you, I'm not afraid of you now... I'm very powerful."

Immortal Xian Qing was noncommittal: "Can we talk properly now?"

Adhering to the belief that those who understand current affairs are heroes, Yingmeng told Mo Xuan to step back, then he knelt down and hugged Xianqing Xianjun's thigh, and started howling like Yang Cang.
Chapter completed!