I saved the whole sect by playing badly

Don't blame him for being unkind, it was his master who wanted to die. Chen Muchan lowered his eyes and considered whether he could use the golden bell to take away his master and his fellow disciples at the critical moment.

He has many magic weapons and good opportunities. There is a saying in the world of cultivation that he is the son of heaven's choice or the son of luck. Chen Muchan's luck is really good. Sometimes he can find a lot of treasures in any secret realm.

With excellent luck and outstanding talent, he can be said to be the hope of the entire Buddhist sect.

If he hadn't met Ye Qiao, his life would have been pretty good indeed.

Hey.

He sighed.

However, without the protection of his master, that damn Penglai female cultivator hit him with a chess piece again.

Chen Muchan couldn't help but grimace: "..." What happens every day.

"You bald donkeys are so brave! Come to Changming Sect to cause trouble."

Chen Muchan is good-looking, with a very holy appearance. His face wrinkles, and he smells bitter, and he looks very bitter. "I don't mean to offend, I don't mean to offend. I will take them out of here by then."

Never find fault with Chang Mingzong again!

Yue Qing'an is also a person who likes to talk. He smiled slightly and said softly: "You are right, why do we need to fight and kill. After all, you also know that the victory or defeat this time is determined."

Chen Muchan could no longer maintain his holy expression, and said with a grimace, "What he said is absolutely true. The poor monk has heard for a long time that Penglai can pinch and calculate, but seeing it once is worse than hearing it a hundred times."

Apart from him, no one else seems to have realized that Ye Qiao is actually a tribulation master?

He was also strong in the combined stage, but the Seventh Elder was at the peak of the combined stage, so some people still worked for the Seventh Elder, including his master.

Yue Qingan kept smiling enigmatically.

Actually...he didn't figure anything out.

For Ye Qiao, Yue Qing'an could only use three copper coins to predict bad luck.

Neither he nor Chu Ling could understand Ye Qiao's fate.

But everyone is a master, and they have a lot of experience with the word "pretend". If you want to pretend to be serious, just laugh, and that's it.

As expected, Chen Muchan straightened his back slightly, clasped his hands together, and became fierce without realizing it.

He didn't realize at all that Yue Qing's calming and nagging look was almost exactly the same as when he was pretending to be a ghost.

"We were offended." Chen Muchan smiled bitterly, "I just don't know my master..."

I don't know what Ye Qiao's mood will be like at that time. If he is in a good mood, he might just beat his master half to death before coming back.

"We in Buddhism also have some foundation."

The disciples of each sect brought their own spiritual weapons and talismans to the battle, and his master naturally had a way to do so.

……

In the reincarnation formation, Ye Qiao turned Bu Jian Jun into a spear and threw it upwards. Although the sword was handy, the Seven Elders were also good at swords. The distance of the spear was long enough. She turned it in her hand and the spear passed by like a dragon. After several arcs and blows, the seventh elder's spiritual flag was stabbed to pieces.

Although the treasure can heal itself, it cannot stop her from giving it a chance.

What shocked him even more was that Ye Qiao was at a higher level than himself.

There is a saying in the world of cultivation that a difference in one realm is like a chasm in the sky.

If she were at the peak of integration, then the Seventh Elder would really not be afraid. In terms of experience, she could beat a brat or two, but she was a level above him!

The seventh elder could not imagine where Ye Qiao got the opportunity in just one year.

The three spiritual flags rotated and swayed with the old man's hand, obviously trying to use the living corpse to engage in a human wave tactic.

Ye Qiao sneered and threw out the Ghost King Tower with his backhand.

"Hold him."

The advantage of spiritual weapons is that they can be upgraded with you.

In the past, Ta Ling complained a lot about following Ye Qiao and starving for nine meals a day. Now that Ye Qiao has passed the tribulation period, he is so happy that he no longer complains and starts working without complaint.

The small golden tower fell out of thin air and flashed with golden light, hitting the seventh elder's spine hard. There was a stick in the seventh elder's throat and he spat out blood. He waved a sword in his hand to fight desperately.

His sword is a spiritual sword, and the tower is also a spiritual weapon. Compared with the two, he is in a lower realm.

Helpless, the seventh elder could only take out the Pure World Green Lotus again, staring at Ye Qiao, wishing to peel her skin and bones.

During the contest between the Pure World Green Lotus and the Merit Golden Lotus, Ye Qiao moved his hand and pulled out the secret book. Countless threads rushed out of it, like tentacles. How could the seventh elder not see its ability?

As long as you are caught, you become a puppet on the strings of that book.

Ye Qiao smiled coolly at him.

Today, let’s not compete on swordsmanship. Just use whatever you have.

This battle is not about superb swordsmanship or exquisite formations, but about whose family is richer.

The Seventh Elder panicked and dodged the sneak attack waiting for an opportunity from the secret book. Ye Qiao took advantage of his distraction and extended the handle of the light shovel. The white light was bright, and Ye Qiao quickly hit him on the head with a stroke in the air.

With just one shovel, the ground shook and the formations frequently turbulent.

Fortunately, it was Song Hansheng who was guarding the formation, otherwise the formation would have been unable to withstand Huo Huo, who was in the early stages of transcending the tribulation and at the peak of his integration.

Before the seventh elder could stand upright, the Hanguang Shovel's absolute gravity broke his bones, and he fell to the ground.

"???"

His eyes widened in shock and he couldn't believe it. Wasn't the shovel in Zhou Xingyun's hand?

Hell no.

Seeing that the seventh elder couldn't defeat him, he had some magic weapon. When he took it out, Ye Qiao immediately pushed him back. He couldn't fight with his family's wealth. He wanted to fight with swordsmanship, but Ye Qiao was a level above him. The Qingfeng Jue reached the final stage, and he was crossing again. With the blessing of the Tribulation Period, two or three strokes can shatter the unformed sword shadow in his hand.

His face turned pale with shock, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, sliding down his forehead with exposed veins, and the long sword in his hand was forced to retreat repeatedly with murderous sword moves.

At that time, the seventh elder also vaguely regretted it.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have chosen Chang Mingzong to play the game.

He could choose to ask the Sword Sect.

At the very least, ask the direct disciples of Sword Sect to be good!

They don't have such a strong rebellious spirit. As long as the master of Wenjian Sect ascends to the throne, don't they have the final say on how the world of cultivation will turn out in the future?

The bad thing is that he chose Changming Sect.

The disciples of the Changming Sect are the most special. What happened to him being the sect leader? Isn't it better than that idiot Qin Fanfan?

Who should be the leader of the clan? One by one, they chose to rebel, and all of them refused to admit their mistakes, obey, or repent. The spirit of not giving up is fucking outrageous.

The seventh elder looked bitter. He wanted to pick a soft persimmon, but he didn't expect to pick the hardest one.

Again, who should be the leader of the clan? If they weren't so difficult to deal with, and if the friendship between fellow disciples was weaker, even if he were the sect master, no one would have much objection.

Even if you want to have an opinion, you have to ask yourself if you can beat him.

it's good now.

Ye Qiao directly led a group of people to rebel. The force of Hanguang's shovel was fast and accurate. If he shoveled it down, he would lose half his life. The two stepped on Qingfeng in the formation, pulling one after another. After half a day, they were finally beaten. She seized the opportunity and hammered the top of his head with a shovel. With a "bang" sound, the auras of the Tribulation Fusion Stage collided, and the surrounding formation patterns turned into dust.