Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

After this conference, the reputation of Qiankun Hall has become well-known in the Eastern Continent, and the disciples headed by Fu Ling'er are also known to everyone.

Of course, these people also have mixed opinions about Ling'er, but Wan Qiyuan and Fu Ling'er don't care what others think of Qiankun Palace. What Qiankun Palace has always upheld is to do what they think is right and have a clear conscience.

The Qiankun Palace group's journey back was not peaceful. They were intercepted and killed by the Ren family on the way. Why did they know it was the Ren family? The main family members don't even bother to hide it. It's hard not to see the Ren family crest shining brightly on the corner of their clothes? Are you sure you can keep them? Innocent.

"Stop, hand over everything you have on you," the person taking the lead was the eldest elder of the Ren family. He had watched Ren Chengyu grow up. Ren Chengyu had been sweet-tongued and well-spoken since he was a child. Every elder in the Ren family would not fall in love with him.

That day, they saw Ren Chengyu being carried back lifelessly by Huang Clan Master's people. After receiving the news, the people in Ren's Patriarch's Hall rushed to the hall one after another. Mrs. Ren fainted on the spot when she saw her son's miserable condition. Patriarch Ren tried his best to hold back. Asked angrily,

"Huang Heming, didn't you go to the sect conference? Who was my son so seriously injured?"

This time, the Ren family had something to do and they did not participate in the competition, so the conference was not over yet. They did not know the ins and outs of the matter, so they asked Sect Master Huang.

"Brother Ren, Cheng Yu was crippled in the ring. I have already seen a doctor for Cheng Yu. His life is not in danger for the time being," then Sect Master Huang told the family leader Ren about the scene at that time.

"The arena," the head of the Ren family said with a very ugly face. He got injured when he got on the arena and signed a life and death certificate. He couldn't even take revenge and go back.

"Master, I'm not afraid of any punishment from heaven. I'm going to kill those bastards." The elder looked at the unconscious Ren Chengyu. He was also very angry. The high-spirited young master had become like this. The elder was even more distressed than the master, so He personally brought dozens of masters to avenge Ren Chengyu.

Wan Qiyuan and Fu Ling'er looked at the person in front of them coldly and asked,

"Who are you? How dare you block the road and rob?"

At this time, a white light flashed on Nangong Aotian's hand, and a long sword was unsheathed, and the sharp blade glowed with a cold light.

"Are you the one who robbed me? Stop talking nonsense, hand over the storage bag, and leave a whole body for you," a follower behind the great elder shouted.

It seems that the person brought by the great elder is not too stupid to dare to give his name. In fact, the eldest elder was also afraid that the law of heaven would punish other people in the Ren family. To be cautious, he ordered not to give out his name when he went down, but to act like a bandit and block the road and rob.

"Haha, you don't overestimate your capabilities,"

Nangong Aotian was too lazy to talk nonsense to them anymore. Finally, he could put someone to use. He waved his sword and rushed into the crowd without saying a word. His attack was not ambiguous at all. Spiritual power surged all over his body, and spiritual attacks were released one after another, without giving the opponent a chance to breathe.

As soon as Nangong Aotian moved, Wan Jianian stepped forward with his sword in hand and joined the fight. Lan Wuhen and others also rushed up from behind.

Do you still dare to take revenge? Then don't leave, stay all.

The Great Elder was already in the middle stage of Void Refining, and his strength should not be underestimated. However, he met the madman Nangong Aotian. This powerful man who was once famous in the mainland was certainly no ordinary person.

The great elder was momentarily at a disadvantage under Nangong Aotian's powerful attack. The more he was beaten, the more panicked he became. Unexpectedly, he encountered a hard fight. He realized that he couldn't wait too long, otherwise he would have to explain everything here. He was mainly here to kill Lan Wuhen this time, so he couldn't get entangled any longer.

Elder Sui took the opportunity to catch sight of the guy with blue eyes. He made a feint and ducked behind Lan Wuhen. He raised his sword to end Lan Wuhen's life.

"You bastard, take your life,"

Seeing that Lan Wuhen couldn't dodge, he was about to become a dead soul under the sword of the great elder. In an instant, a silver snake wrapped around the right hand of the great elder.

Fu Ling'er pulled hard and the elder was almost pulled to the ground. His reaction was also quick. He turned his wrist and grabbed the tip of the whip. The barb pierced into his palm, and a wave of pain swept over him. But he ignored the strong pain and pulled hard, trying to break Fu Ling'er's whip, but it backfired and he didn't pull it.

Fu Ling'er smiled evilly, and the red lotus karma fire covered the whip. He watched the flames slowly move towards the other end of the whip. Soon the elder hurriedly shook off the tip of the whip, and his palms were scorched black.

"You stinky girl, I'll fight with you," seeing Nangong Aotian attacking from behind, he didn't bother to fight back and swung his sword towards Lan Wuhen again.

"Holding the straw, he deceives,"

Fu Ling'er thought he would come and fight her to death, but she didn't expect that he was still obsessed with Lan Wuhen. It seemed that he was determined to kill Lan Wuhen?

At this moment, Lan Wuhen had already fought with others, and when he noticed that the great elder was chasing him again, he ducked, exposing his opponent to the sword.

"Grand...Grand Elder," that man had his eyes wide open until he died. He was unwilling to die in the hands of the Grand Elder with his eyes open. He was very unwilling to do so!

"Ah, I'm going to kill you," the elder went completely crazy when he saw that he accidentally killed his own family, and used Lan Wuhen's sword skills to the extreme. The huge sword shadow flew towards Lan Wuhen quickly.

Nangong Aotian's sword shadow also arrived at this time, and the "bang" force of the huge explosion made people's hearts tremble.

The great elder spat out a mouthful of old blood. He lost. He was no match for Nangong Aotian. He caught a glimpse of Hall Master Wanqi and the woman standing aside and stared at him. He couldn't kill Lan Wuhen. What should he do? If he is not willing to retreat, if he does not withdraw, then the people he brought will have to answer here today, and he is even more unwilling to do so.

After countless struggles in his heart, he felt that for the lives of so many Ren family members, as well as Lao Liu and Lao Seven, they should retreat, so he shouted "Retreat".

But Fu Ling'er didn't give him this chance and dared to retaliate against them. How could she let him go?

"Don't let anyone run away,"

"Yes,"

As a result, the First Elder and the others were miserable. Fu Ling'er had nothing left from his last effort, and they were left with another round of mistakes.

"Ling'er, let's go," Wan Qiyuan took Fu Ling'er's hand and continued on his way.

On the morning of the third day, a group of them returned to Soulless Island. Wan Qiyuan and Fu Ling'er did not rest. They immediately ordered Wan Jianian to take the new products that had been prepared to the auction house. In the morning, they started to put the new products on the shelves. This time The most important thing is Fu Ling'er's newly developed golden sore ointment. This is affordable and low-end, everyone can afford it, and its main focus is to be close to the people.

Wan Jianian didn't waste any time and took the storage bag given by Fu Ling'er, which was full of good things refined by Xiao Kunkun. There are also rewards from this conference. If they are useful, they will keep them. If they are useless, they will take them to the auction house to make money.

Just like this half-person tall glass lamp, it is not an ordinary glass lamp, but a hallucination lantern, which is a yellow-level medium-grade magic weapon. But this thing is useless to the people of Qiankun Palace.

Fu Ling'er can refine better hallucinogenic magic weapons, which are small and easy to carry. When used, it was even more unexpected and no one could notice it, so Fu Linger decisively took it to the auction house to exchange money.

After explaining the matter about the auction house, Wan Qiyuan took Fu Ling'er back to Canglanxuan by the lake. Mie Ya, Hua Petal Rain, and You Ming were all at home without going out.

Fu Ling'er was curious, Mie Ya and Hua Petal Rain wanted to develop a relationship, so what was You Ming doing alone? Practicing obediently? He doesn't seem like a law-abiding person, does he?

"Yuan, what is You Ming doing? We asked him to come with us, but he still refuses?"

"He, he's obsessed with watching dramas recently, hehe," Wan Qiyuan found it incredible to himself that he was suddenly interested in watching dramas.

"What did you say?" Fu Ling'er couldn't help but widen his eyes, "When did this happen? Why didn't I know?"

"It's not like that time when I entered the Qiankun Ring and was brought into the pit by little Kunkun. Later, several little guys fought for the tablet. You Ming simply took the tablet out of the space and hid in his room to enjoy it alone."

"What the hell? I'm going, let's go see this guy Netherworld,"

Fu Ling'er quickly pulled Wan Qiyuan and ran to You Ming's yard. As soon as he got close to the yard, he heard You Ming laughing loudly.

Let me go, is this crazy?

Fu Ling'er opened the door with a bang, and Netherworld's laughter stopped abruptly. Seeing that the master and mistress had returned, a smile froze on his face.

Fu Ling'er saw You Ming half-lying on a recliner, with her tablet resting on the pillow, and the exaggerated laughter of a certain comedian was playing on it.

You Ming held the familiar Happy Fat House Water in one hand and instant chicken feet in the other. On the table next to her were melon seeds, peanuts, beer, fruit, and peel crumbs on the ground.

"Nima, you're living in a doghouse, you ghost. When did you take so many good things from me? Please tell me and spare your life." Fu Ling'er stepped forward and grabbed him. Nether Hair threatened fiercely.