Shizun's persona completely collapsed

Mu Qianqiu: "You stand behind Wei Shi, protect those furnaces, and don't allow anyone to hurt them again."

Ruan Xinglan answered yes, walked over with his sword in hand, and cut off the shackles on their hands and feet one by one.

These furnaces are all teenagers, they all look quite young, the big ones are only weak, and the young ones were forcibly pulled here when they were thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Don't be afraid, we are members of Tianyan Sword Sect, they dare not come to hurt you again." Ruan Xinglan lowered his voice, he was completely different from the one who beat someone just now.

The cauldrons were all trembling, looking up in horror.Maybe it's the same kind of heart-to-heart with the same kind.

The cinnabar seal on Ruan Xinglan's forehead was scaldingly hot and red like burning.Gradually, the faces of these furnaces overlapped with those of the female slaves in Chang's dungeon.

The blood in his chest boiled, and he clenched the long sword in his hand.Turn around hard.

Listening to the monks on the left and right? Accusations and cursing.Didn't all of them come here to capture the Son of God?

There are also many people who are forced to come here by the sects and families behind them.Many monks also look very young, and there are many teenagers?

Perhaps some of these teenagers are cruel-hearted, born to be ruthless or indifferent.

More? But full of confusion.Some? Young? Nian even asked the adults around him in a low voice: "Isn't the Tianyan Sword Sect the number one sect in the cultivation world? Mu Xianzun is a good person, and what Mu Xianzun did is right? Ah, we Why do you want to fight against the Tianyan Sword Sect?"

Some young people said: "Those furnaces are also very pitiful. Can't we sacrifice them to heaven?"

But what they ushered in was not the people around them? To reprimand them loudly was to treat them with indifference from the brothers and sisters.

Ruan Xinglan was already extremely disappointed with the Hundred Families of the Immortal Gate, and she didn't want to waste any more.He took a step forward and said, "Master, don't talk nonsense with them! They have been overwhelmed by desire now, if talking about it will work, then they won't wait until today!"

"Same teacher? You think the same way."

The long sword in his hand trembled, and the strong power made the monks on the left and right stand unsteadily. Mu Qianqiu pointed at the sword and said coldly: "Leave Wuhuang Mountain now, you can live, if you continue to entangle, you will die!"

Everyone is not willing to look at each other on the field.Not only was he intimidated by the magic weapon in Mu Qianqiu's hand, but he was also reluctant to part with the fat sheep he was about to get.The Hundred Families of Immortal Sect do nothing endlessly, wanting to unite and deal with Mu Qianqiu together.

But at least there must be a reason, right?

After all, Mu Qianqiu is the suzerain of Tianyan Sword Sect, and also a well-known grandmaster in the cultivation world.

Ever since, someone shouted: "Mu Qianqiu has been controlled by the scoundrels! The demon world wants to enjoy the sons of gods! If they are snatched by the demon world and the blood of the gods falls into the hands of those demons, how can we still have a foothold?" place?"

"That's right! If the divine blood helps the demons greatly increase their skills, the first one will not let go of the cultivation world! Mu Xianzun is no longer the former Mu Xianzun, he fell in love with Ruan Xinglan?!"

"Teacher is not a teacher, apprentice is not an apprentice! It is simply morally corrupt and shameless!"

"Everyone follow me! Taking advantage of the weak miasma, break into Wuhuang Mountain and capture the son of God!"

The field became more and more chaotic.The monks were instigated by these few words, and they went crazy? They broke into the miasma from all directions.

The miasma was already much weaker, and the monks had spiritual power to protect their bodies, so there was no serious problem for a while.

On the contrary, because of the large number of people?, they couldn't stop them at all.

Can't be true? Kill them?

Can't kill them?

You can't kill the Quartet and wash Wuhuang Mountain with blood, right?

How is that different from killing innocent people indiscriminately?

Kaiyang and Yaoguang loudly stopped while protecting the furnaces.

But it's useless, these people just grasped that Mu Xianzun had a compassionate heart and would not kill people at will, so they were so confident.

Tens of thousands of monks rushed forward like a wave, and Mu Qianqiu drove back many of them with his sword.

But it's only temporary, because there are more monks coming here.

In the panic, I don't know who missed and injured someone.Someone yelled: "The Tianyan Sword Sect? People hurt people! Everyone, look, the Tianyan Sword Sect actually hurt people in order to enjoy the Son of God!"

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred.From hurting people to killing directly.

The crazy monks raised their swords one after another, and slashed at the people around them.After a while, a fight broke out on the court.

Fighting between families, between sects and sects.

People fell down one by one, and the blood attracted the monsters in the mountain, and a bigger fight was coming.

"Damn! They are crazy!"

Ruan Xinglan cursed loudly, and raised his sword to block the swords that slashed at the furnaces from time to time. Looking at the scene in front of him, his pupils trembled, "For the mere sons of gods, they killed each other like this! Could it be true here? There is no help!" Are you sure you want to completely wipe out the Sons of God family?"

"I can't hold on any longer!" Kai Yang, who had just beheaded a monster, panted, "There are too many of them, we are outnumbered..."

As soon as the words fell, a long cry was heard——

When everyone looked up, they saw a light blue light coming from a distance. The leader was a young man who was standing on a crane, followed by a group of sword-wielding disciples.

Ruan Xinglan shouted joyfully, "Fenghuang! You came in time! You are more reliable than your own brother!"

Phoenix leaped lightly, fell from the midair, bowed his hands and said: "Master, this disciple is late, please punish me!"

Mu Qianqiu: "Protect those furnaces, block the entrance to the mountain, and no one is allowed to touch even a single hair of the Son of God!"

"Yes, Master!"

Ruan Xinglan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Fenghuang had brought his disciples to support him.

Leng Buding jumped over to the side of two Xiangfeng, took a closer look, but they were two little junior sisters.

Su Tian hugged his left arm and burst into tears: "Eldest brother! I miss you so much! They all said... They all said that you are the reincarnation of the devil king! I don't believe it! Eldest brother, can I see you?" You are so kind!"

Jing Luo hugged his? Right arm, tears streaming down: "Senior brother! No matter what others say, you will always belong to the Tianyan Sword Sect? Senior brother! We are here to help you!"

Ruan Xinglan was quite flattered, thinking that in this world, only Master was willing to believe in him.

He never thought that behind him were Fenghuang, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, and even two junior sisters.

The voices of the disciples suddenly sounded in the ears: "Elder brother!"

It turns out that I can be so trusted by others?

He is not alone.

As long as he stops wherever he goes, it represents the entire Tianyan Sword Sect.

"Ruan Xinglan!"

A female voice came from afar.

The female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect came from afar, and the leading disciple said, "I want you to tell us that you didn't do all the things before, and that our elder sister didn't die at your hands. inside."

Ruan Xinglan said: "I've said it many times. If you haven't done it, you haven't done it. It's just that you don't want to believe it."

"If you say it again, we will believe it!" The leading female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect all experienced life, death, quarrels and fights when they were in Qinghe.

For a long time, grievances and resentments, right and wrong, a mess, can't make sense.

It is rare for them to choose to temporarily unify the outside world in the face of big right and wrong.

Ruan Xinglan raised three fingers, and said slowly: "I, Ruan Xinglan, swear to the sky that I have never killed anyone in the Hehuan Sect. If there is a half-word of lies, I will be reduced to a furnace forever!"

After hearing this, the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect seem to have made up their minds and said: "Okay! Then we will trust you once! We can trust the character of Mu Xianzun. The cultivation world has always been competing for the son of a god. Now we are killing each other even more. Although we are the generation of women, we are no worse than men!"

"And us!" The Xuannv sect's? people also came over, extremely looked down on those male cultivators, and said in a bad tone, "We just don't want to see each other in the cultivation world. Up and down are willing to be driven by the Immortal Venerable temporarily!"

They believed it was Mu Qianqiu, but they were all willing to stand by Ruan Xinglan's side.

Everyone seemed to know that Mu Qianqiu and Ruan Xinglan would never be separated.

As a result, Tianyan Sword Sect is not alone.

Kaiyang and Yaoguang intend to open Qixing Pavilion, but they have no position.When I met my brothers and sisters in the same sect, I was relatively speechless.

Mu Qianqiu nodded to the two sects, and when he raised his eyes again, he saw that the surrounding miasma had dissipated at some point, and a big hole seemed to be cracked on the top of his head, and the moonlight shone on the blood-spattered mountains and forests.

The dark green? Will-o’-the-wisps jumped out from the rugged? Cols, scarred and messy everywhere.

"Great! The Son of Man and God is mine!"

"I want to ascend, I want to become a fairy! I want to live forever, forever!"

"Divine blood, here I come!"

These monks' eyes were red, like evil spirits that just crawled out of hell, rushing into the depths of the forest.

Catch the stray? Son of God, laugh wildly, and chase after him crazily.

The forest bird was so startled that it flapped its wings and flew away.

As soon as Mu Qianqiu withdrew his sword, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was unstable, and he was in a bad mood, so he rushed to the left and right and said, "Stand back!"

Everyone was puzzled, but they still retreated obediently.

But after taking a few steps back, the ground under his feet trembled violently.

There were more than a dozen loud bangs, and the feet sank in. Countless pairs of ghost hands like dead wood emerged from the ground, grabbing the legs and feet of everyone.

To drag people into the abyss.

Ruan Xinglan cut off the ghost hand that was holding him with a sword, and seeing the two junior sisters turned pale with fright, with a fire talisman between their fingers, they pasted it with a whoosh.

The ghost hand was afraid of the fire, and made a piercing sizzling sound.Ruan Xinglan yelled: "Use the fire talisman quickly! Ghost hands are afraid of fire!"

Only then did everyone wake up like a dream, and they threw open fire talismans to drive away the ghosts.

"What the hell is this?"

Kai Yang pulled out his legs that had sunk into the ground, and raised his eyes to look at the dark sky above his head. There seemed to be a big opening there, and a terrible clicking sound could be heard faintly.

A figure loomed amidst the thunder and lightning.