Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Seeing that their Nascent Soul Ancestor had given up, Sect Leader Zhang and others immediately changed their faces. The hostility in their eyes had long since disappeared, and a humble smile had appeared on their faces.

Only Deacon Miao and the man with a sinister face were frightened at the moment, keeping their heads down as much as possible and not daring to look at Fang Chen.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Wu, has he finally turned back?"

Fang Chen said in surprise.

"It's time to go back to the shore, it's time to go back to the shore."

Wu Cuocai nodded repeatedly.

It would be impossible not to look back, not to mention that he was most likely no match for the person in front of him. The grenade technique alone was enough to prove that the other person's origin was mysterious.

There was one thing he didn't say nonsense. Even if Qin found a monk who mastered the thunder method, he didn't dare to be negligent at all until he knew the details of the other party.

"In this case, Xiao Wu, please deal with the matter in front of you first."

Fang Chen nodded lightly and said to Elder Xu: "You have been here for a long time. If you have something to say, just say it and don't hide it. Now that Xiao Wu has come forward, I think this matter can be settled properly."

When Elder Xu saw this, he immediately began to list the accusations, including naming Deacon Miao more than once.

Deacon Miao's face turned pale every time his name was called.

Not only Daqiandaomen and Yunchuanmen live in the shanty area, there are also many monks who have been very dissatisfied with this place for a long time.

Seeing Elder Xu constantly listing his crimes, these monks couldn't help it. As soon as the first one had the courage to speak, the second and third ones immediately followed.

The faces of Sect Leader Zhang and Jin Dan became uglier and uglier as they listened, but it was not because of this kind of personal fraud happening under the sect, but because they were calculating their own gains and losses.

After all, without their nods in these matters, how would the foundation-building Qi-refining disciples under the sect dare to act so boldly? It's just that they can't admit it now.

If I don't cut off my wrist this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to give the other party a satisfactory explanation.

After a while, Wu Cuocai nodded slowly and shouted at Sect Leader Zhang: "Look at the people you are in charge of, how dignified the sect master has made the sect become such a mess!"

"The disciple is at fault!"

Sect Master Zhang immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Bring all the relevant people here and give you half an hour."

Wu Cuocai said coldly.

"yes!"

Sect Leader Zhang immediately stood up, pointed at Deacon Miao and shouted: "Get this person first!"

More than a dozen foundation builders, like wolves and tigers, rushed forward and captured Deacon Miao directly.

Sect Leader Zhang personally led people around to pick up people. Within half an hour, more than a hundred monks from the Lihuo Sect were kneeling in front of Fang Chen.

His cultivation ranged from Qi refining to foundation building, but he didn't even have a single golden elixir.

Deacon Miao and his nephew were kneeling at the front, their heads lowered and silent.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, everyone is here. You can handle it as you see fit. I won't hesitate."

Wu Cuo's financial path.

Sect Master Zhang and Jin Dan looked at each other, thinking that it would be enough for the other party to express bad intentions, and not really break up with the Lihuo Sect. After all, Patriarch Wu had already been so humble and humiliating, giving the other party all his face.

"Leave it to me? That's fine."

Fang Chen nodded lightly, condensed a long sword out of thin air and handed it to Elder Xu: "Behead them all."

"All, all beheaded!?"

Elder Xu was slightly startled, and at the same time he was shocked by the long knife in his hand. What kind of concentrated power of gold is this?

It feels heavy when held in the hand, perhaps harder than his yellow-level mid-level magic weapon.

The Qi Refining monks from Daqian Dao Sect looked at each other, and after the shock, a sense of joy filled their eyes.

Deacon Miao and others originally had the same idea as Clan Leader Zhang, thinking that the most they would receive was physical torture and mental humiliation.

But he didn't expect that Fang Chen would kill them when he opened his mouth. They all raised their heads in shock and looked at Wu Cuocai in disbelief.

"Old, ancestor... these disciples have been trained by us through hard work. Although they have done something wrong, we only need to reprimand them and give them some physical pain to let them know they are wrong. Just kill them... ...It will chill everyone up and down..."

Sect Leader Zhang spoke carefully and said to Wu Cuocai, cupping his fists while looking at Fang Chen from the corner of his eye.

Wu Cuocai nodded slowly and looked at Fang Chen with a forced smile on his face: "Fellow Daoist Fang, what do you think? Just punish them and keep their lives for the time being?"

Fang Chen sighed softly and said earnestly: "Xiao Wu, after all, you have reached the Nascent Soul stage and have lived for hundreds of years. Are there some things that you still can't see through? If it is because of this group of people that you have been recruited by Lihuo Dao Sect. Isn’t the disaster of annihilating a family caused by a small loss and a big loss?”

"..."

Everyone suddenly fell into silence. After a while, Wu Cuo Caiqiang smiled and said: "What Fellow Daoist Fang said is absolutely true, then let Fellow Daoist Fang handle it as he pleases."

"Ancestor!"

Deacon Miao and others exclaimed, some subconsciously wanted to stand up, and some wanted to run away.

They will not die in vain without any resistance at all!

Unfortunately, before they could make any move, golden chains appeared out of thin air and tied up the hundreds of monks from the Lihuo Sect, making them unable to move.

Wu Cuocai seemed expressionless, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

The degree of condensation of the power of these metal elements is far beyond that of ordinary Yuanying. The ability to have such means shows that the other party has extremely profound attainments in the art of controlling the five elements.

Seeing that the ancestor of Lihuo Dao Sect didn't say anything, Elder Xu no longer had any scruples and immediately cut one by one like cutting a watermelon.

Puff puff puff puff——

It didn't take long for the tea to be made, but more than a hundred heads fell to the ground on the spot, and the monks nearby secretly cheered.

During this period of time, they were extremely oppressed by these monks. Relying on Lihuo Dao Sect's identity, they not only wanted to defraud them of the few spiritual stones left in their pockets, but also defrauded their lives.

Some of the disobedient ones were sent directly to the fiercest battlefields, and there was basically no way they could come back alive.

Sect Master Zhang and the others had expressionless faces, but the twinkling eyes betrayed their mood at the moment.

Wu Cuocai took a deep breath, looked at Fang Chen and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Fang, how about this explanation?"

"It's almost done here."

Fang Chen nodded lightly: "I have a monk named Li Daoye from my sect. Where is your young master imprisoning him now?"

Young master?

Everyone looked at Clan Master Zhang subconsciously, with a strange look on their faces. Clan Master Zhang was also stunned for a moment, looking a little panicked.

"Forget it, just take me to your young master. I want to ask him something about nephew Pei Qingfeng."

Fang Chen smiled.

"Pei Qingfeng?"

Wu Cuocai frowned slightly and looked at Sect Master Zhang.

Sect Leader Zhang had a scornful look on his face and whispered: "Dear Taoist Fellow Pei was in a battle some time ago... and was left behind by the monks of the Langya tribe and could not come back."

"Fellow Daoist Fang, this war is not something we can control. That is a matter from above... If Fellow Daoist Pei dies in this battle... it has nothing to do with my Lihuo Sect."

Wu Cuocai looked at Fang Chen's face as he spoke. Seeing that Fang Chen's expression was calm, he felt relieved.

"Let's ask before we talk. If Pei Qingfeng deserves this disaster, I will naturally not vent my anger on innocent people."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Wu Cuocai nodded in agreement. Seeing this, Clan Master Zhang could not stop him, so he had to prepare to lead everyone to find his son.

Before leaving, Elder Xu suddenly saw the Yunchuan Sect monk with a sinister face in the crowd.

At this sight, the other party was frightened and immediately lowered his head.

"Ancestor, this person has often made things difficult for us during this period. He even takes action regardless of our injuries."

Elder Xu pointed at the monk with a sinister face and said to Fang Chen, "I heard that he has something to do with Deacon Miao."