Chapter 210 The cultivation base of the four apprentices
Jiang Deng's vigorous figure jumped down from the sky.
Just when she was about to fall to the ground, the sword light flashed, and the heavy light sword appeared at Jiang Deng's feet, carrying her to the fairy palace in the center...
In the adjacent room, Lin Jun, who was meditating and practicing when he felt someone's breath suddenly disappear, slowly opened his eyes.
Jiang Deng seems to have gone out?
If she is not practicing at night, what is she doing out there?
Lin Jun frowned slightly. After struggling for a moment, he closed his eyes and continued practicing.
But judging from his furrowed brows, it was obvious that he was a little uneasy.
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Jiang Deng came all the way to the Immortal Palace located in the center of the Paradise Palace.
From a distance, you can see the lights in the Immortal Palace are brightly lit, and the members of the Paradise Sect during the day are walking through each palace in groups, patrolling.
Gee, why are there so many people?
With her current strength, it might not be easy to avoid so many people...
Got it!
Jiang Deng's eyes lit up and he quickly put on his concealment cloak and ghost face.
The next moment, Jiang Deng no longer hid his figure, appeared directly, and walked towards the palace gate in a swaggering manner.
"who!"
Immediately, a group of monks in the Dan Formation Realm gathered around and stared at Jiang Deng warily.
Without saying a word, Jiang Deng pulled down his hat, revealing the ghostly face of Ye Guyen.
"Senior Brother Ye!"
Everyone's faces were full of surprise, and then they immediately became respectful, "Senior Brother Ye, are you going to see the leader?"
Jiang Deng said "Hmm" again as he cherished his words like gold.
The guard pointed in the direction, "The leader is resting in the main hall. The palace owner of the Paradise Palace just now also went there, probably to find the leader to discuss important matters."
"I understand."
Jiang Deng lowered his voice, raised his feet and walked in the direction pointed by the guard.
Although his face was calm, Jiang Dengze actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He didn't expect it to be so simple, and he just snuck in!
In place, the patrolling guard also breathed a sigh of relief.
Some of them even muttered: "Have you noticed? Senior Brother Ye's temper has improved a lot. This time we stopped him, but he didn't even hit us!"
"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Ye seems a little strange today..."
Hearing this, Jiang Deng in front stopped.
Unexpectedly, she tried her best to act as indifferent as possible, but it still didn't fit Ye Guyen's personality well enough.
So, Jiang Deng turned around decisively and showed a sly smile to everyone, "Why, do you really want to be beaten by me?"
"No!"
Everyone shook their heads quickly and ran away like flying.
Jiang Deng shook his head and laughed, speeding up his pace towards the main hall.
Her face is the best token. No guard dares to stop her on the next journey after seeing her face.
Jiang Deng subconsciously touched his nose, "How crazy is this Ye Guyen? Why are so many people afraid of him?"
Stopping, Jiang Deng looked towards the main hall ahead.
The style of the main hall is indeed more magnificent than other places, but there are no lights in the courtyard and it is a bit dark.
In addition to the two Nascent Soul Realm guards guarding the door, there was also a middle-aged man in white standing outside the hospital.
The middle-aged man looks somewhat similar to Ying Ziru, but his facial lines are not as soft as Ying Ziru's. Instead, he is somewhat tough, and there is a bit of sharpness between his eyebrows and eyes. At first glance, he has been in the upper class for a long time.
I think this person is the one the guards mentioned before, Ying Fuming, the master of the Paradise Palace.
Jiang Deng did not show up, but quietly jumped onto a big tree, hiding in the dark, observing the hall.
The wooden palace door is closed tightly, and the dim light casts the shadow of the room on the window paper, and the tall figure of the man in the room can be vaguely seen clearly...
"ah!"
The woman's screams sounded.
Immediately afterwards, the door of the palace was opened halfway, and a corpse was thrown out. It was the maid responsible for serving Murong Feiran during the day, Qiao Yue!
Murong Feiran's somewhat bloodthirsty voice sounded in the hall, "It's really no use to play with, so throw it away."
"yes."
The two guards responded respectfully. They looked at Qiao Yue who was being tortured to a terrible extent on the ground without any unnecessary expressions, as if they had long been accustomed to this kind of thing.
Just dragging Qiaoyue's body away...
It was as if what they were dealing with was not a person, but a piece of garbage.
Jiang Deng frowned, and a strong feeling of discomfort surged into his heart.
What is this kind of behavior other than evil cultivation?
Unexpectedly, even though she strictly disciplined her fourth disciple in her previous life, he would eventually become an evil cultivator?
Jiang Deng grasped the trunk of the tree, his fingers even digging into it, feeling an unprecedented disgust and hatred for Murong Feiran well up in his heart.
"The leader..."
The next moment, Ying Fuming stepped forward, raised his hand and showed an object, and said respectfully through the palace door: "These are the souls of people who were killed by your subordinates who provoked wars in various countries and collected them."
Jiang Deng's eyes were fixed on Ying Fuming's palm, and she saw a small glass bottle lying on it, which was exactly the same as the one she got from Liu He's storage bag.
Isn't this a soul collecting bottle?
It turns out that collecting souls to practice evil skills is also related to the fourth disciple?
"oh?"
Murong Feiran's voice sounded in the hall, with a hint of interest.
The soul-collecting bottle in Ying Fuming's palm was carried into the palace by an invisible force.
After a moment, Murong Feiran shouted angrily, "Why are there only nine thousand human souls? If you can't even handle this little thing, why do I keep you here?"
boom!
A powerful force directly destroyed the palace door to pieces. The powerful force did not stop, but also blasted Ying Fuming out!
Without the obstruction of the palace door, Murong Feiran's true appearance was finally revealed.
At this time, Murong Feiran, who was wearing a purple robe, was barefoot, with long hair scattered behind his head, without any wind, and his temperament was evil. Although he was beautiful, he carried a fatal danger.
Murong Feiran's eyes were full of blood. He urgently needed the breakthrough of these 10,000 human souls, but Ying Fuming actually messed up the matter?
How could he not be angry?
Because he was too angry, Murong Feiran did not hide his cultivation level.
Feeling the powerful aura around Murong Feiran, Jiang Deng raised his eyebrows in surprise. He was at the peak of the Return to the Void Realm and was about to enter the Hedao Realm!
The cultivation level of the fourth disciple is so high. He is worthy of being an evil cultivator. His improvement speed is very fast!
With her current strength in the Dan Formation Realm, she is three realms away from her opponent, so I'm afraid it won't be easy to kill him...
"Ahem!"
While coughing up blood, Ying Fuming stood up with difficulty and said in a respectful tone: "Master, please calm down. It's not that my subordinates deliberately deceived the leader, it's really that something went wrong with the disciples I sent to the Fenglan Empire."
Murong Feiran asked coldly: "What's the problem?"
Ying Fuming hurriedly said: "It was the Taichu Sword Sect that caused the trouble! A peak master of the Taichu Sword Sect killed my poor disciple so that he could not bring back the innocent souls on the battlefield..."
"It's Taichu Sword Sect again!"
There was anger hidden in Murong Feiran's voice, "This time, if the Taichu Sword Sect still refuses to hand over the candidate for the saint, this leader can take the opportunity to launch an attack and kill them..."
Speaking of this, Murong Feiran suddenly looked behind the tree where Jiang Deng was, and shouted with sharp eyes: "Who is there!"
At the same time, the silver spiritual power was like an arrow from the string, attacking Jiang Deng's location!