Zhao Yuan chuckled lightly and didn't take it seriously.
"A little pheasant wants to penetrate my defense?"
He poured all his strength into his palms and allowed the pheasant in front of him to take the initiative to die.
The phoenix raised its head and screamed, suddenly scratched his defense with its claws, pecked out his eyeball with its sharp beak, swallowed one eyeball and flew into the sky.
"ah!"
Zhao Yuan screamed in fear.
In just one breath, both of his eyes were blinded, and everything in front of him was pitch black. Meng Xiangxiang took advantage of this to fight back, and ghosts and shadows entered Zhao Yuan's body in an instant, eating away at his soul.
"Ah! Master, save me!!"
Zhao Yuan screamed in fear, and the pain in his mind made him roll on the ground regardless of his image.
The expressions of the Wuxiang Sect disciples and Qingshui County monks gathered around changed greatly, and they immediately backed away in fear, leaving a huge space for Xiaorong and the other three.
Thousands of green blades cut through the sky, cutting into Meng Xiangxiang's body that couldn't escape.
Xiaorong reacted and immediately weaved a Qian Teng net to cover all attacks.
"You are so brave. Who sent you to come to Wuxiang Sect to cause trouble?"
Wearing a green robe, it looks like bamboo and leaves, standing in the forest naturally.
Yue Qingsu stared at them sternly, holding a green blade between his two fingers.
Xiaorong puffed up her chest, not afraid at all, "Are you the elder of Wuxiang Sect? You're pretty good-looking!"
Yue Qingsu: "...Stupid tree spirit!"
"It's you who are stupid, you liar!" Xiaorong yelled angrily.
Meng Xiangxiang changed back to his original state, and the phoenix landed in front of him and licked his wounds.
"Yes, when Qingshui County fell into the control of the men in black robes, my mother asked your Wuxiang Sect for help many times. No one cared about our life or death. Now that the poison in Qingshui County has been resolved, you are so shameless
Come to grab the credit?"
"This...what is he talking about?"
The people in Qingshui County looked at each other and started talking in low voices.
"He seems to be the evildoer who was burned to death!"
"He was the one who brought the miasma into our Qingshui County? Then what did he mean by what he just said?"
"I don't know either……"
Little Rong put her hands on her hips angrily and said, "Don't you understand yet? All the elixirs I fed you yesterday were in vain. Don't you remember my vine whip?!"
He raised his hand and whipped out a dozen dark green vine whips, waving them in the air several times.
Everyone opened their mouths in surprise.
"That cane... yes, I was attacked by that cane yesterday!"
"Have you also been whipped by this cane? I thought I was the only one who was whipped!"
"And me, and me, I was slapped ten times by him!"
Yue Qingsu's eyebrows twitched.
What is going on?
"So you are the tree spirit killer who failed in the sneak attack last night?"
Xiaorong: "...Master, I have never killed anyone!"
Meng Xiangxiang's mouth twitched twice, and he lowered his voice and said, "Master Rong, did you beat them when you gave them medicine last night?"
Xiao Rong muttered guiltily: "Who made them disobedient? The guy who was slapped ten times was clearly beaten twelve times!"
Meng Xiangxiang: "..." Is this the point?
The man suddenly realized in the crowd and said: "It turns out that I was slapped twelve times. No wonder it hurts so much!"
Everyone cast sympathetic glances at him.
Yue Qingsu ordered people to take Zhao Yuan down for treatment, ignoring Xiao Rong who was pretending to be crazy, and looked sharply at the pheasant in front of Meng Xiangxiang.
"Ordinary chickens can't hurt my disciple at all, but this pheasant next to you..."
"It's definitely not the mythical beast Phoenix!" Meng Xiangxiang immediately hugged the Phoenix and hid it behind his back.
Xiaorong looked at Meng Xiangxiang in shock.
He never imagined that at the critical moment, Meng Xiangxiang would be more capable than him!
"Hahaha! Hahaha!"
Whether it was the people from Wuxiang Sect or Qingshui County, they all burst into laughter.
Meng Xiangxiang suddenly realized how stupid he had been, and was so nervous that his heart rose to his throat.
Yue Qingsu faintly raised his lips and said with a smile: "It is a demon cultivator in the Golden Core stage, right?"
Xiaorong and Meng Xiangxiang were stunned at the words.
"Yes, it is a demon cultivator at the Golden Core Stage!"
Xiaorong immediately confirmed his question.
Yue Qingsu's eyes revealed that this was indeed the case, and he said with a smile: "It just so happens that Qiao Qiao is short of a golden elixir stage mount, so I will let you go with it to serve my disciple!"
Xiao Rong was shocked, "You shameless guy, my boss will never let you go!"
Yue Qingsu chuckled indifferently, "No matter who the person behind you is, there will be no accidents in the Wuxiang Sect if Qiaoqiao is there!"
"No matter what coincidence you have, Fairy Ran Ran will be an accident to your Wuxiang Sect!"
Meng Xiangxiang angrily summoned Ghost Fog, and a flesh-colored head emerged from his pink and white neck, revealing blood-red fangs and roaring at Yue Qingsu.
"Haha, you are a close relative of flesh and blood, you actually turned your own brother into a brat. I don't think you are a righteous person, but you are no different from an evil cultivator!"
Yue Qingsu's faint sarcasm, his hands slowly rose, countless green leaves shook, and thousands of trees swayed.
The green leaves of the vines swinging by the little banyan tree suddenly drifted away, glowing with a faint green light, and gathered around Yue Qingsu's body.
"What's wrong with me?!"
Xiaorong's eyes widened in surprise, watching her rattan fly uncontrollably towards Yue Qingsu but unable to stop it.
"Oops! Yue Qingsu has a single wood spirit root, and his cultivation level is higher than yours. Mr. Rong, you are no match for him!"
Meng Xiangxiang immediately recalled the rumors about Yue Qingsu, stood in front of Xiaorong, and grabbed the cane that had been sucked away from him.
Yue Qingsu smiled contemptuously and said: "You are a tree. Qiaoqiao must like your tree very much!"
"Bah! You're dreaming! Don't even think about coveting my beauty!"
Little Rong hugged Meng Xiangxiang tightly, but the little mouth still kept talking back.
Yue Qingsu snorted coldly, raised his hands upward, and the green leaves overlapped and floated above Xiaorong and Xiaorong in the blink of an eye, covering up the warm sun and reflecting the jagged shadows of the trees.
The overwhelming power made Xiaorong and Meng Xiangxiang feel a sense of fear deep in their hearts.
"Boss, help!!!"
Xiaorong screamed, her throat broken, and she looked up to the sky and roared.
The phoenix suddenly spread its wings and flew back and forth under the shadow of the trees, but could not find the exit.
Seeing Meng Xiangxiang's huge ghost body slowly shrinking downwards, about to be the size of a child, a compassionate voice fell from the sky, immediately driving away all the darkness, allowing Xiaorong and Xiaorong to see the light again.
"stop!"
Little Rong hung on Meng Xiangxiang's body and saw the person shouting.
"Are you...the sun?"
Xiao Rong stared at his glowing head in shock, and went back to the night when the moon was caught by the boss in a trance!
There was a warm smile on Mu Jialing's lips, and his eyes were compassionate.
"The young monk is a monk from Guanfan Temple, not the sun as the donor thought."
Xiao Rong was stunned for a moment, and Meng Xiangxiang opened his eyes wide and said, "The bald donkey monk from Guanfan Temple?!"
"The young monk is not a bald donkey monk."
Mu Jialing clasped his hands together and pushed away thousands of leaves with compassion.