The righteous female cultivator loves to act coquettishly, while the demon empress is very arrogant

Ling Xue's cheeks were slightly red and she was quite angry.

These two women are disciples of the Hualing Sect. Their status is second to the Qingzhu Sect, and they are considered to be relatively powerful among the sect.

Because Hualing Sect is the closest to Lingxiao Holy Land, they are the first to arrive and are also the sect that has been waiting here the longest.

Hualingmen had three disciples and one team leader this time. Because they had waited the longest, they all complained a lot.

The team leader was older and seemed to be an elder of the sect. She sat cross-legged and seemed to have entered a meditative state, ignoring Ling Xue's words.

The elder was obviously dissatisfied, so he allowed Ling Xue to speak rudely.

Seeing everyone looking at them, Ye Ting felt anxious, so she stepped forward again and pulled Ling Xue's sleeve.

"Senior Sister Lingxue, please stop talking. Those four sects are the farthest away and don't have high-level magic weapons. You can't blame them..."

"You should have set off earlier if you knew it was far away! Hey, what's the use of these four useless sects, and their disciples? They'll be a drag even if they come!"

Ling Xue seemed to be getting angrier and angrier, speaking more and more unscrupulously.

All the sects got the news at the same time. After getting the news, all the sects did not dare to neglect, and they all set off as soon as possible.

Ling Xue's words were obviously strong words.

Ye Ting kindly tried to persuade her, but she seemed to take her anger out on Ye Ting.

Ye Ting's face turned red and she cast her gaze on the elder of the sect, but when she saw the elder's closed eyes, a feeling of powerlessness deeply overwhelmed her.

Ye Ting let go of Ling Xue's arm and walked aside with a blushing face. There was nothing she could do.

There was also a Hualingmen woman standing aside, holding a sword, watching all this with indifference, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Ruan Dongling was squatting in front of the young monk Chengyuan, observing a caterpillar crawling on the leaves on the roadside with him, and listening to the young monk telling her about Buddhism.

At this time, Ling Xue was very annoyed by Ling Xue's complaining words full of negative energy.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, Elder Wang Fugui stepped forward.

As the elder of Tianyuan Sect, he is considered the most distinguished person here.

Elder Wang walked to the elder who was meditating at Hualing Gate and said with a smile,

"Elder Chen, our Zhenwuzhou sect has always helped each other, and there has never been any internal strife.

But today, this disciple of Guimen has repeatedly made rude remarks, which is detrimental to the unity of the sect. "

"If you, Elder Chen, can't take care of it, then I will report this matter to the Law Enforcement Hall, so that the Law Enforcement Hall can make the decision and find an elder who can take care of this matter..."

When Wang Fugui came over, Elder Chen, who was meditating with his eyes closed, immediately stood up from the ground.

Not talking about status, but just talking about cultivation, Elder Wang Fugui is truly in the middle stage of Yuanying, while Elder Chen is only in the early stage of Yuanying.

In this world of cultivation where the strong are respected, strength is everything.

Facing Elder Wang, Elder Chen did not dare to neglect at all.

But she never thought that Wang Fugui would stand up for the four small sects because of such a trivial matter.

Elder Chen's attitude was respectful and he returned the favor to Wang Fugui, "I'm sorry, Elder Wang, but I neglected my discipline and caused Elder Wang to worry about it!"

After speaking, she looked back at Ling Xue and said coldly, "Xue'er, stop talking nonsense!"

"Hurry up and apologize to all the fellow Taoists!"

Ling Xue was very reluctant, but when she saw the dissatisfied looks in everyone's eyes, she seemed to realize that she had offended the public.

She didn't understand why these people weren't angry?

If they were people with high status, they would just wait for it, but the ones who didn't come were obviously the four bottom trash sects, so they would just scold them. How dare they still be dissatisfied?

Although she was unwilling to do so, Ling Xue still bowed to the pressure and apologized in public.

Apart from Ling Xue, of course there were other monks who were dissatisfied, but few showed this emotion.

Among these dissatisfied monks, Yun Yan'er is naturally indispensable.

Ever since she entered the world of cultivation, she has been used to being praised by others, and it has become her habit to be self-centered.

In her mind, no matter where she goes, she must be the focus, and everyone must revolve around her, so there is no reason for her to wait for others!

What's more, there are still four sects that can't get on the stage?

But Yun Yan'er has always been a kind and weak image, so naturally she won't behave in a way that doesn't fit her personality in front of so many people.

However, she kept complaining in her heart, and when Ling Xue complained, Yun Yaner fully agreed.

What everyone didn't expect was that after waiting for five hours, from day to night, the four sects still had not arrived.

At this time, most of the monks had complaints.

It was Elder Wang Fugui who came forward to suppress the dissatisfaction in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, Elder Wang's expression suddenly changed, and his face, which was always full of smiles, showed a rare serious expression.

"Tianhe, start the flying boat and head to the northwest. The four northwest factions are in danger! They have been attacked by a flock of iron-billed birds, and the situation is already in danger!"

"Where is Zen Cheng'en?" Wang Fugui asked.

In Zhenwu Prefecture, Tianyuan Sect is the strongest, followed by Zen Sect.

Monk Cheng'en is the number one among the younger generation of Zen sect. His status in Zen sect is equivalent to Feng Yun's status in Tianyuan sect.

Therefore, no one would be dissatisfied if Chengen was allowed to manage these people.

After Elder Wang finished speaking, a monk immediately stood up. He bowed to Elder Wang solemnly and said, "Young monk is here!"

"Okay! You will be responsible for this first, and everyone else must follow your orders. Now, I need to take ten disciples to rescue. Is there any disciple who is willing to go with me to rescue?"

"I'll go, I'll go!" Ruan Dongling was the first to jump up.

She got up as soon as she got up, and also pulled up the little monk Chengyuan who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Little monk is willing to go together!"

"Lichen Sect disciple Zhao Zeyan is willing to go together!"

"Qingzhumen disciple Jiang Lang is willing to go together!"

……

Soon ten disciples from various sects boarded the flying boat.

Elder Wang was worried, so he asked Duan Tianhe to stay and assist Monk Cheng'en in managing these people, while he controlled the flying boat and took ten outstanding disciples towards the northwest.

The general strength of the Iron-billed Bird is from the third level to the eighth level of Qi Refining, and the strength of the Iron-billed Bird King can reach the foundation building level.

Basically, there is one king bird among one hundred iron-billed birds.

One iron-billed bird is nothing, but when the iron-billed birds appear, they become a flock.

Their beaks are extremely hard and sharp, like steel, and can be said to be indestructible.

The Iron-billed Bird has a violent temperament, a strong desire for revenge, and a great hatred for the human race. Once it is entangled, it will not stop fighting.

Either the monk will die, or the group of iron-billed birds will be wiped out, which can be said to be extremely difficult to deal with.

A group of iron-billed birds at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining is enough to tear the Golden Core cultivator into pieces, and it is also enough to give the Nascent Soul cultivator a headache.

The four northwest sects are weak, and the elders who escorted the disciples have not yet reached the Nascent Soul realm, so the situation is critical.

Wang Fugui learned about this incident after receiving a request for help from the elders of the Shenhuo Sect.

The four northwest sects were very close to each other, and each sect only had one or two disciples competing, so the four sects united together and came on the same flying magical vessel, with the elders of the Shenhuo sect acting as escorts.

For the Shenhuo Sect, a Thousand-mile Communication Talisman is still very precious. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the elders of the Shenhuo Sect will not use this Thousand-mile Communication Talisman.

Elder Wang Fugui has no reservations about his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, and the flying boat travels extremely fast.

This speed is faster than the flying speed of these Jindan realm disciples with their swords.

Two quarters of an hour later, Elder Wang's consciousness finally discovered the members of the four sects who had fallen into the valley.

"Disciples, listen to the order and prepare to fight!" Elder Wang gave the order.

The ten outstanding disciples immediately took out their weapons.

At this time, Ruan Dongling's consciousness had also discovered the traces of the suffering people below.

In the sky above that land boundary, it was densely packed with black birds, all of which were palm-sized iron-billed birds!

These birds seemed to have lost track of their target, and they were all furious. They flapped their wings angrily and flew around in the air, but they just refused to leave.

On the ground below, there was a huge pit, and six people huddled in it nervously, not daring to make any sound.

There was an old man in red clothes standing at the bottom of the pit, holding up a shield-shaped magic weapon with his hands.

This magical weapon hid all the figures and auras of the six people.

Countless iron-billed birds were hovering above the magical weapon. From time to time, the iron-billed birds would hit the ground and peck at all the objects they touched with their sharp beaks.

It is the unconscious collisions between these iron-billed birds that make the aura shield on this magical weapon weaker and weaker.

If these iron-billed birds don't leave in another half hour, I'm afraid this magic weapon will become ineffective.

The six of them will be discovered by a flock of iron-billed birds, and then they will be torn into pieces by the birds!

Ruan Dongling held the Red Sky Sword in his hand and stared at the huge Iron-billed Bird King, whose whole body was glowing with a dark metallic sheen.

This bird king stood on the top of a towering tree, his eyes shining with light, constantly patrolling the ground.

It seems that they will never give up until they find those monks.

This flock of iron-billed birds is surrounding this bird king.

"Kill! Destroy these beasts!"

Before Ruan Dongling could make a move, someone was even more irritable than her and rushed out of the flying boat with a sword!

"Whose disciple is this, so brave!" Ruan Dongling sighed, not to be outdone, she flew up, stepped on the edge of the flying boat, and jumped towards the birds!

The group of iron-billed birds saw another monk coming. These petite but extremely bad-tempered birds all came towards the monks desperately!

Ruan Dongling was in mid-air, and he had already transferred his spiritual energy to the Chixiao sword, and slashed towards the birds with one sword!

But I saw the fiery red Chixiao Sword, filled with red light, and a sword light more than five meters long appeared out of thin air!

There is also a strange flame lingering in this sword light, and there is even a trace of lightning in the flame!

All the iron-billed birds struck by Ruan Dongling's sword light were turned into ashes!

Ruan Dongling's sword fell and cleared a large area of ​​space in front of her. Countless iron-billed birds died under Ruan Dongling's Chixiao sword!