Mortals ask the immortals

At the edge of the crowd, a pale middle-aged man with a long sword on his back stood firmly on the shoulder of another burly young man, watching Duan Qing who was rushing through the crowd from a distance, with a look of surprise and joy, muttering to himself.

"This boy's growth is so amazing!"

"His vision is right. If this boy continues to grow at this speed, it may be a good choice. Maybe he will succeed!"

As he said this, the pale middle-aged man's expression suddenly became indignant.

"Humph, is this the choice you left for me!"

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Even if about 2,000 people were transferred to replace the monsters in another battlefield, there were still nearly 30,000 immortal spirit alliance monks around the Jiuxiao Lingyun Pillar.

But after many failures, basically no one dared to stop Duan Qing in the ancient disk state, and they could only flee and avoid him.

Even the strong people like Yuwen Gudao and other Daozi-level figures from major sects did not dare to confront Duan Qing head-on at this time.

There is no other reason. The strength of the ancient body is really beyond the reach of the weak human body.

However, this situation did not last long.

The two thousand humans who left not long ago temporarily exchanged a team of about 500 people from another battlefield. These 500 people are all monsters, including more than 100 true spirits.

"Hmph, the trash of the human race is so embarrassed by one person!"

At the front of the monster team, a young woman wearing a vermilion dress and looking cold and beautiful saw the chaos in front of her from a distance, and her expression was quite disdainful.

Next to the woman in red, a coquettish man with white hair couldn't help but retort.

"Stinky woman, don't talk about the human race. I remember that some people once lost to a human in public in the Fighting Demon Pavilion."

"Little bastard, keep your mouth clean. Believe it or not, I will peel your skin!" The woman in red turned her head and glared at the coquettish man.

As she spoke, a figure that had been buried deep in her heart for a long time quietly emerged in the mind of the woman in red.

After so many years, I don't know how the little thief is doing now. Did he participate in this year's battle of immortals?

"Haha, with you, my brother Qing could defeat you back then, and I can do the same." The coquettish man held his head high and looked arrogant.

"Can you two quarrel later? Let's control this man first!"

At this time, Yuwen Gudao, a Taoist from the Tianji Sect, who came up, scolded in a deep voice.

"Little white face, are you teaching me to do things?" The woman in red glanced at Yuwen Gudao, and didn't buy Yuwen Gudao's account at all.

Being called a little white face in public, Yuwen Gudao's face was a little ugly, but due to the current situation, he couldn't get angry. He could only slow down his tone and whispered: "We are all members of the Immortal Spirit Alliance. Please put the overall situation first, fellow Taoist Xue."

After that, Yuwen Gudao's eyes swept over the other monsters one by one.

"Everyone, please give me some face. If you have anything to say, we can talk later."

Yuwen Gudao is a Taoist of Tianji Sect. He is definitely one of the most prestigious people in the human race participating in the Suixian battle of the Immortal Alliance. Now that he has such a humble attitude, the woman in red feels very happy.

"Haha, the little white face is quite good at talking. I won't bother with you."

The woman in red chuckled twice, and then immediately gave orders to the people behind her.

"Let's go and meet the Sui clan."

Rushing to the vicinity of Jiuxiao Lingyun Pillar, the woman in red was immediately interested when she saw Duan Qing in the ancient disk state at close range.

"Don't do it yet. I'll go and test this person's depth first."

After saying that, without waiting for others to respond, the woman in red suddenly burst out with an amazing burning force, and her body instantly turned into a several-foot-long Vermillion Bird. She made a crisp bird cry, spread her wings and leaped forward, gliding towards Duan Qing.

Seeing the red-dressed woman so arrogant that she dared to go forward alone, Yuwen Gudao sneered in his heart.

Humph, you overestimate your own ability. Do you think that you are the Vermillion Bird and can use your physical body to compete with that boy from the Sui Clan!

Well, if you want to make a fool of yourself, I won't stop you.

Duan Qing, who was chasing hundreds of human beings in the crowd, suddenly found a familiar breath nearby. He looked sideways and saw the Vermillion Bird incarnated by the red-dressed woman gliding towards him.

Xue Meijun!

It's this stinky woman!

Duan Qing recognized Xue Meijun at the first time, and immediately changed direction and took the initiative to meet Xue Meijun.

Xue Meijun, who turned into the Vermillion Bird, was not much different in size from Duan Qing when she spread her wings. It can be said that they were almost evenly matched.

Among the crowd watching at the scene, some people who knew Xue Meijun's identity also thought that Xue Meijun had some chance of winning.

However, the result was almost jaw-dropping.

Just before they met, Duan Qing's speed suddenly increased. Before everyone could see what was going on, Xue Meijun in the Suzaku state had already flown backwards. After landing, she rolled on the ground for more than ten times before finally stopping.

Getting up from the ground, Xue Meijun stared at Duan Qing not far away, her eyes full of disbelief.

How is it possible!

Even if she couldn't fly in this no-fly zone, her Suzaku body would suffer a little, but the gap shouldn't be so big!

The moment she collided with this person just now, she felt like she had hit a mountain.

There was no order of magnitude between her own body and this person!

"Haha... You stinky bitch, you're just bragging, you think you're so capable!"

In the crowd, the coquettish white-haired boy laughed at Xue Meijun.

Hearing the voice, Duan Qing looked over and saw the white-haired and coquettish boy, and his mood suddenly became complicated.

The white-haired and coquettish boy was the fool, or Duan Lu!

Not only Duan Lu, but also Xing Wuji and Meng Zhuang were standing beside him.

The fool... was indeed among the people who went to fight with the demon clan!

Duan Qing sighed in his heart.

The thing he least wanted to see finally happened.

I hope the fool doesn't do anything!

But sometimes, the more you fear something, the more likely it will happen.

As soon as Duan Qing thought of this, he saw Duan Lu take a step forward with his head held high, then squatted down and supported himself with his hands on the ground, showing a sarcastic expression to Xue Meijun.

"Stinky woman, just look at me."

As soon as the voice fell, blue and purple cloud thunder patterns quietly appeared on the fool's face and body, and at the same time, lightning flashed on his body.

In the lightning, Duan Lu's body suddenly swelled and turned into a four-legged giant beast about ten feet long.

This beast was covered with dark green scales, with a head like a lion, horns like a deer, eyes like a tiger, body like a moose, and tail like a cow. It looked quite magical.

Seeing the transformed Duan Lu, the crowd suddenly burst into exclamations.

"Qilin, this kid turned out to be a Qilin!"

"No wonder this kid is so arrogant and dares to talk back to Xue Meijun of the Suzaku tribe."

"Now we'll have something to watch!"

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