Two hundred million in debt? I relied on metaphysics to make my debut and become a top-notch person!

Shi Sang turned his palm outward and pushed out a palm. A bone-chilling force hit the immortal official like a cannonball. The immortal official's sternum made a crisp cracking sound. At the same time, the immortal official flew straight out like an arrow, and finally fell to the ground, creating a huge pit.

The magic weapon is still suspended in mid-air.

Rong Chunhua carefully took the magic weapon and took a closer look: "It is indeed the master's true one."

Hear the words.

Shi Sang felt even colder.

The Immortal Official endured the pain and crawled out. When he saw the black air and golden light surrounding Shi Sang, his pupils trembled: "How can you, a Daluo Jinxian who just ascended, possess such a huge power...demon energy, you are actually a demon!?"

Only the body of a demon can contain two kinds of power at the same time, only a demon can absorb spiritual energy as quickly as a glutton drinking water, and only a demon can increase its cultivation level by the second after ascending. This is the main reason why the Immortal Lord strictly ordered the demon clan to produce another demon god.

According to their Immortal Lord, there can only be one demon god in the world.

He must quickly tell the Immortal Lord this important news and let the Immortal Lord kill him!

just wait.

The Immortal Master will deal with it...

As soon as this thought came to mind, a powerful suction force stopped the immortal official's escape.

The immortal official looked back.

Shi Sang's expression was cold. She stretched out her fingers towards the immortal official, shortening the distance between her and him little by little.

Wait until the immortal official fell into Shi Sang's palm.

The immortal official was terrified but still threatened: "You lowly ant, what do you want to do to me? Let me go, and I can even ask the immortal master to spare your body!"

Shi Sang didn't waste any words. She used the soul-searching technique to look through the immortal official's memory and confirmed at a glance that it was indeed one of the magic weapons collected by other immortals from the upper heaven.

The Que Di sword flew out from Rong Chunhua's sleeve, and with one sword, it killed the immortal official who was threatening Shi Sang.

Rong Chunhua said coldly, "If time didn't allow it, he should be punished by lingchi."

Shi Sang knew that Rong Chunhua was not joking. She grabbed Rong Chunhua's hand and flew up to the sky. At the same time, she swung her sleeves to break through the void: "Let's go to the upper heaven first."

The enemy who killed her mother is not as important as her fellow disciples in the sect, so she can put them aside for the time being.

When breaking through the void, Shi Sang counted with her fingers, turned around and headed straight for the sect leader's nanny whom she sensed.

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at the same time.

The boundary between the upper and lower heavens.

An extremely sarcastic voice came from above.

"Wang Xu, why are you so stubborn and insist on leading a group of sect disciples to resist to the death?"

"If you join the Immortal Sect, it will be easy for you to become a worship elder with your ability, and you can also protect your disciples."

"For the sake of our alliance, I have tried so hard to persuade you. It is an inevitable trend for the Immortal Realm to control the Upper and Lower Heavens. Why are you doing this?"

Wang Xu, who was standing in front of everyone, took out a huge alchemy furnace and pointed two fingers forward: "You shameless boy who surrendered to the enemy, if you have the guts, come down and fight me, your grandfather!"

The person above him seemed respectful, but in fact he was offensive in every way. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at him coldly.

"I am no match for you, Venerable Wangxu. How can I fight you one-on-one if we can fight in a round-robin battle?"

"It seems that you have been fleeing with your disciples for so many days, but you still haven't learned how to judge the situation. You foolishly think that resistance can show your righteousness."

"Do you want to follow in the footsteps of those predecessors who died tragically?"

"Before you answer me, please don't forget that Shi Sang, who could have protected you, failed to survive the tribulation and died in the thunder tribulation. Not even a trace of his soul was left. How sad and lamentable."

Wangxu was rarely silent. He was good at sophistry but had no way to argue. He looked down at the ground.

The land became desolate and barren, as if someone had robbed it of its vitality, leaving only a dead atmosphere, no longer as vibrant as it once was. Everywhere you look, there is dark red soil soaked in blood.

Monks disregard life and death, but they are not butchers who treat human life as worthless. They follow cause and effect and will not easily commit murder, otherwise they will be punished by heavenly calamity.

Soil of such a dark color could only be stained by corpses everywhere and rivers of blood.

He witnessed the tragic news with his own eyes. When Shi Sang failed to survive the tribulation, the sects led by the Sword Sect opened the door to the fairyland and brought the disaster into the upper heaven.

They were far more powerful than the immortals, and a single sword aura could cut through a mountain even though it was thousands of miles away. They seemed to be fleeing, but they were no different from a bird in a cage.

The person in the sky raised his lips, "Wang Xu, your Medicine Sect has taken over so many cultivation resources in the world of cultivation by relying on raising Demon Star. Without Shi Sang, you are no different from having your hands and feet cut off. I am not saying this to mock you, but I hope you can think twice before you act. You should know that without me stopping you, your Medicine Sect would not be the sect that suffers the least loss."

Wang Xu remained silent.

The man who used to do nothing right has also understood his responsibilities. He has too much on his shoulders, and he must stand up straight and protect the disciples of the sect.

The elders behind him were also silent, only the young and energetic disciple spoke indignantly.

"We are not cowards who are afraid of death!"

"Damn it! I'll fight him to the death. Eighteen years later, I'm a brave man again!"

"Master, just make the decision."

"Although we are hostile and harmful to Ge Bing, we have been bullied by these guys. Anyway, the senior sister is not here, so it doesn't matter if we are a little bit evil."

"Master, if you say the word, I will take someone with me even if it means exposing myself!"

Wangxu glanced at the young faces, his deep eyes flashing with some pity. He could die, but his disciples were the hope of the Medicine Sect.

He has already turned the Medicine Sect into the second Weapon Sect, and he can no longer turn the Medicine Sect's disciples into the second Weapon Sect's disciples; some died, some were injured.

The backbone of the cultivation world must either be killed or surrender. If a temporary compromise can bring a brief period of peace, shouldn't he give in instead of resisting?

Wang Xu thought of pretending to surrender to the enemy. He suppressed his previous hostility and said in a low voice: "Gan Tong, tell me, what should I do in order for you to let them go."

His compromise was the first to be met with resistance from the crowd. No one present wanted to live in disgrace. They looked at Wangxu with disapproval and wanted to stop him.

Gan Tong raised a flag with strange patterns drawn on it, and in the center was a magic character "Xiang". "Senior Wangxu, have you finally stopped talking nonsense? As long as you kneel down to the Immortal Lord and follow my Lord, I will definitely let them go."

Wang Xu's back was handsome and straight, with his fists clenched. It was hard to imagine what such a person would look like when he kneeled down.

Gan Tong was humiliating Wangxu, and at the same time breaking the last straight green bamboo of the righteous path. Even though Wangxu knew this, he had no choice but to do as he was told if he wanted his disciples to be safe.

Everyone knelt on one knee to salute and stop them.

"Absolutely not!"

"Master, you must not agree to this!"

Gan Tong stroked the tassels under the flag: "Well, have you thought about it?"

Wang Xu didn't take personal honor and disgrace seriously. He closed his eyes and lifted up his clothes.

at this time.

The voice of the Three-Eyed Demon came from the lower heaven: "Which bastard stole my line? Don't you know that the old rival of the famous and upright sects is our demon clan!?"

Everyone: "..."

The truth is that love kills each other!