Qiuqiu looked at the people sitting around her, and her eyes were completely unaffected by distance. Of course, the convenience and benefits brought by the improvement of realm were far more than these.
She lowered her eyes and could feel the spiritual power emitted by these people in the hall. The air masses with different strengths and weaknesses have different colors and attributes. Red, green, yellow, blue, green. Those skills are more powerful.
The shallow disciples have weak auras, all of which are deep and shallow white, like a fog, and some even a gray aura. But the colors of those strong men are different, they emit.
The colors are different. Everyone has a rather important attribute. Some people's aura is light green, like growing grass, and it exudes a freshness, but this kind of atmosphere is very, very few.
Qiuqiu can also feel the breath on his body, as blue as the lake water.
The most common ones in the field are red or even black air masses of varying shades. When people with human lives or even bloody nature are killed, their aura will gradually become bloody. It is not like the blood that is stained on the body, and it will be washed with water.
It will rinse it, it will never disappear, and it will be entangled with people until it disappears from this world.
This feeling is not particularly clear, and Qiuqiu cannot always maintain this state in such a crowded place. This state requires the spiritual platform to be clear and clear without any distractions.
Her fingers trembled slightly, and then her spiritual consciousness rushed up and fell back to her body like a deep water bottom, with a cold and cold feeling that made people feel refreshed.
Zhenren Fang took out a letter and handed it to Elder Ou.
Many people in the hall looked at the letter. They looked so eager that they wanted to burn a few holes in the letter so that they could see what was written in the letter.
Unfortunately, they can't see it.
So these eyes moved from the unfolded and read letter to Elder Ou's face, as if they wanted to infer what was written in the letter from his change in expression.
Elder Ou glanced at him quickly and handed the letter to Shi'er.
Qiuqiu glanced at the letter paper from the corner of her eyes, and the names were written on it.
There are at least one hundred names written on three pages of paper.
Qiuqiu didn’t know how these names were obtained. In short, this would never be an easy and easy process.
Shi'er handed the list to Guan Wei.
Guan Wei only needs to take a look at these names.
He strode forward, not necessarily fast. Then he quickly stopped in front of someone.
The man's face was pale and almost collapsed in the chair.
A disciple behind Guan Wei stepped forward: "Zheng Yu, we have something to do in Zhangfeng and want to ask you to talk to the back hall."
He said it very politely, but as long as he was careful, he could find that the retreat that this person might have escaped was blocked without any trace.
The man opened his mouth, but he didn't make any sound.
The man in front of him was full of murderous aura, and his power was so powerful that he could not even raise the strength to resist.
He knew the best of what he had done. But he did not really plan to do what he was doing with the mentality of following the crowd. She just thought, if the person who encouraged him took the initiative, he would take over what he was doing.
If Jiufeng becomes fat on the anvil, he can certainly mix in the winner's team and get a share. If Jiufeng is strong, then he will not do anything. Anyway, he has nothing left behind.
I gave someone a handle, but I just made a verbal agreement that I would not cause trouble...
Master Yu's legs were so weak that he could hardly support him to stand up, and his legs were trembling.
He was afraid that once he left with these people, there would be no such person as him in the future, and no one would stand up for him. His restless junior brothers were afraid that they would applaud and celebrate. They thought he was dead
Good job, die just right.
Master Yu trembled unyieldingly: "Guan. Guan Zhangfeng, I really didn't do anything..."
Guan Wei was too lazy to talk to such a thing, so the disciple behind him spoke: "Zheng Yu, go quickly."
No, you can't follow them. The door leading to the back hall looks black, because the head of the sect seemed to be a gate of hell, only entering, never leaving.
"I know something else will definitely be useful to you." He turned his head, looked around, pointed at a person accurately: "It's him, it's him who came to me, it's him who encouraged me, I'm just
I was confused for a moment, just responding to him and had no intention of getting to him..."
The man pointed at by him was furious: "Don't talk nonsense! You know what you have done. What is my relationship with you? You still want to take a cushion before you die!"
The despicable minds and character of these people have completely refreshed Qiuqiu's three views. If you are a cultivator, just by relying on the minds of these people, what kind of progress can you make after practicing for hundreds or thousands of years? So narrow, ugly, selfish...
Master Yu and the person he identified just now were dragged out of the hall together.
Then several people were taken out.
It’s not that no one is going to be a tough guy, and he even wants to escape. But...
Under the absolute suppression of Guan Wei's strength, these people's fight to trap beasts was just a waste of effort.
Someone even drew his sword and came towards Guan Wei. In the blink of an eye, his sword was knocked away by the air. Guan Wei did not take action. Several disciples behind him set out swords at the same time, just like fireworks lit together.
The swaying light shines out from the sky.
The man who took action was penetrated by several swords at the same time. He seemed to be a flying insect hitting a spider. His body, which had just jumped up, fell heavily. The two disciples next to him took action together and tied the man up with a long rope.
He pulled away quickly.
This man has not yet died, but the fate of waiting for him is no better than a dead end.
Shi'er did not let someone kill him on the spot, but captured all these people must have his intention.
After such a round of cleaning, many more chairs in the field were empty. Many people who had a look of indignation on their faces at first did not dare to raise their heads at all.
This is the world. The strong prey on the weak. Whoever has the biggest fist can speak is the truth.
Many of them came with different thoughts, and now they wanted to bury their heads under the table and hide them.
Since Jiufeng's accident decades ago, the vitality of the Peak Master and the Palm Peak have been vacant for a long time. Many people have gradually become underestimated. After hearing that Jiufeng's Peak Master is now a sick boy.
I feel that Jiufeng has nothing to fear now.
They probably felt that the situation was like a three-year-old child walking in a downtown city with a rare treasure.
The fact slapped them head-on, awakening them all from the fanaticism.
The Master of Jiufeng and Palm Peak have proved with their strength, how ridiculous the ideas of these people are.
In the chaos after the jade cup was broken just now, it was not that no one wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but the formation in the hall trapped them so hard that they could not move forward. Not to mention breaking out, they could not get close to the hall gate at all.
They also thought about it. Long windows, skylights, and even some people wanted to break the walls, but all failed without exception.
It's like a group of jackals, thinking that there was a sick old horse in front of them. Everyone wanted to pounce on them and bite them hard. But when they walked up to them, they realized that standing up in front of them was not a weak and bullied livestock, but
A fierce and fierce lion.
The new peak master of Jiufeng took this opportunity to establish his authority on them in this occasion.
That's right, it's just establishing authority.
The former peak masters didn't have to do this, because most of them were in their prime and had enough strength and fame. Their status matched his strength, so of course others would not dare to seize food from the tiger's mouth.
But now Shi'er, Guan Wei, Lin Su and others are all too young. If you want others to respect and respect, and if you want Jiufeng to be safe and peaceful in the future, you have to severely dispel their delusions and greed, and it hurts once.
, be afraid of them.
What's more, who was behind the scenes of instigating these people? Qiuqiu thought that it might be just some small people, or the old enemy of Jiufeng that Shi'er mentioned. But it seems that the days of peace are not long, and the traces of monsters are separated.
It has reappeared again for hundreds of years, and these people have no sense of crisis at all. I guess no one thinks that they should work together to control the outside world.
After all, the horror of monsters has long been a legendary thing. Now, except Qiuqiu and Shi'er, no one else has seen monsters at all, and they cannot understand their horror.
So they are still only staring at the little profit in front of them and calculating each other.
Qiuqiu thought that if all this was not accidental and there were monsters mingling in it, perhaps it was the monsters who were provoking and driving behind their backs that today's scene was created. After all, the medicine that the soul-losing induced medicine is something that only monsters have.
Now no one can be soft-hearted and cannot stop moving forward. Jiufeng seems to have the upper hand in front of these people, but in fact, internal and external troubles are in turmoil.
The leader Yu and others who were begging for mercy looked pitiful, but if the situation reversed today and I was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one
Qiuqiu turned around and looked at the person beside her.
Shi'er didn't move, but under the sleeves, his hands tightly held her.
His palms were very stable, without a trace of panic.
He is unwavering in the way he wants to go and what he wants to do.
Qiuqiu also turned his head and looked at the people in the hall.
She would walk with him, no matter how difficult and unpredictable the road ahead was, she would be with him. She would accompany him and he would snuggle with her.
They will give each other courage and motivation.
Another man was called to his name. After the previous lesson, although this man was so scared that he was no one looked shy, he neither had trapped beasts nor had he thrown a companion into the water. He stood up tremblingly and followed Jiufeng
The disciple walked towards the back hall.
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