Yan Juntao sat upright on the platform with an expressionless face, leaning forward slightly, with a sense of arrogance that he had never seen before, as if he could crush an ants at any time.

Even though Yan Juntao's appearance was only six years old, no one dared to really regard him as a child. The powerful spiritual power above everyone wandered around in the air and put pressure on him. Yan Juntao's appearance was in stark contrast to Zhuan Sunqiang's unconscious shriveling.

Thunder, rain and dew are all in Yan Juntao's thoughts.

He said that he was not okay, but he also hoped that these people would go too far and let him get into trouble. But I would be sorry to say that his family is not as good-tempered as he doesn’t have that much good temper!

On the way to Zou Tu, Yan Juntao read a lot of popular cultivation books in the market and wasted time. In these stories, coincidentally, there is always a similar plot routine, that is, when the powerful elders or masters in the other party's family are also present, they press and beat the other party without following the rules.

If it is fair competition, it would be fine, but there are still people who say crazy words, publicly humiliate, and use various conspiracies.

At that time, Yan Juntao couldn't understand one thing. Who gave these people the courage? He actually felt that the powerful Venerable could not care about it? You were so provocative in front of others. What's the difference between slapping a powerful person directly? If you can swallow such a thing, it's not Buddha nature, but don't think about raising your head among your fellow practitioners in the future.

But those powerful venerables can really let go of those who bully their juniors or disciples like this for one reason or another, and they will have to wait for later.

When Yan Juntao read it, he could only comfort himself. This is a storyteller after all, and there are not so many brainless people in reality.

Unexpectedly, he met a person today. Zhuan Sun Qiang would not think that he had a "stop talking about it later" personality, right? Unfortunately, he usually has to avenge him on the spot!

It is his professional ethics to not give his enemies any room for growth.

Everyone was frightened by Yan Juntao's actions and eyes, but they inexplicably felt that this was the powerful Venerable. He didn't care about you because he was too lazy to talk, but it didn't mean that he was easy to bully.

It’s like if an elephant deliberately cares about ants? Obviously not. The elephant will only crush the ant without blinking his eyes when it blocks the way.

Zhuansun Qiang felt what life was hanging in a thread, and Yan Juntao's eyes also told him that he would never cut it in the next finger.

Zhuansun Qiang naturally wanted to admit defeat, but he was so backboneless.

With a "bang", Zhuansun Qiang knelt down to Yan Juntao. The remaining sporadic emissions fell unscrupulously on both sides of his head, completely exposing the embarrassment that was ridiculous than the middle-aged Mediterranean. What is even more surprising is that on the top of Zhuansun Qiang's head, which was hidden under the layers of dense hair, there were actually very disgusting spots, like poisons, or as if some parasites were surging under the cortex.

Many girls with dense phobia on the field turned their heads disgustedly, and all of them vomited out on the spot.

When Zhuan Sunqiang wanted to move to cover up his ugly head, he found that he could not control his body at all, so he could only let himself stand up. He also knelt in the direction where Gongziyang was in a completely unrespectful manner and had a stiff and anti-human gesture.

There is no need to say much about who forced Zhuansun to kneel down.

"It was me who made a mistake for a moment and disrespect my son." Zhuansun Qiang was a man who cherished his life. Even if he was not convinced, he still apologized to Mr. Yang. However, it was obvious that he would not be finished if he did not commit suicide. "But the young master does not have blood ties with the royal family. I misworded it, which means it is good. Can a powerful man ignore the rules and bully people at will?"

Before Yan Juntao finished listening, he sneered. Why not? Just do whatever he wants, and it is natural to follow the Tao: "Sorry, powerful people can do whatever they want."

Otherwise, why would so many people want to ascend to become immortals and become overlords in the country?

Zhuansun Qiang was almost choked to death.

But this is the reality. Since Zhuanxuqiang can bully others because of the Zhuansun family, why can't Yan Juntao rely on his cultivation to bully Zhuansunqiang?

To put it simply, Zhuansun Qiang, who was only detected innate spirits, is hard to say about the future, and the people of Zou Tu still knew how to choose. Moreover, after so many innate spirits were released today, everyone suddenly felt that this innate spirit was not very valuable.

As long as Yan Juntao has always been strong enough, no one will remember this matter in less than ten years except for the Zhuansun family. For cultivators, ten years are just a blink of an eye.

When Zhuansun Qiang figured out this level and realized that Yan Juntao had really murdered him, he realized what fear was, and he no longer had the initial confidence.

The fear of death was coming in small numbers, and it was almost impossible to breathe. He was strong outside and was unable to bear it. He finally couldn't bear it anymore and screamed like a pig killer: "Mom, come and save me, go and ask that useless man to save me. He paid so much for Zou Tu, just to let someone treat his brother like this? He is almost dead. I am the only person who can convey the incense of Zhuansun family!"

A real-life mama baby who really feels that she has grown a few gold medals can be so vivid and vividly disgusting.

If there were people who were dissatisfied with Yan Juntao's domineering personality, after hearing Zhuansun Qiang say this, their hero, Major General Zhuansun, instantly overwhelmed everything. If he is so stupid, he should die so that he will not continue to lose the people of Zhuansun family.

"You framed my brother, which caused him to come late. Now I have tried every means to prevent him from testing with my relatives. I can't do anything to do anything to you, right?"

Of course, before killing Zhuansun Qiang, what should be made clear must be made clear.

The upper age limit for participating in the apprenticeship Dharma Assembly is 60 years old. Gongziyang and Yan Juntao are as old as 56 years old. If you miss this class, he will not have any chance to ascend to the immortal path. Zhuansun Qiang's move is not bad. Fortunately, Gongziyang actually does not need this spiritual root test. Yan Juntao said before that he does not recommend his brother to join the Nine-Star Sect in the Heguang Realm. But whether or not Gongziyang needs it or not can cover up Zhuansun Qiang's own evil!

"I'm not, I don't," Zhuan Sunqiang denied crazily, shaking his head like a rattle. He definitely couldn't recognize such things. He just didn't expect that Yan Juntao would dare to say such words without any evidence and without understanding the truth. Wouldn't most people be very cautious?

"You wronged me! What evidence do you have to prove that I did it? It was obviously he who was late! How could you turn black and white like this?!"

Yan Juntao and others were like Zhuan Sun Qiang's words. He curled his lips, raised his hand, and wrote it in one go. A mirror that seemed to be made of silver sand appeared in Yan Juntao's palm. The silver sand always flowed irregularly up and down the mirror, changing in real time, forming one fantasy ancient species after another.

"This object calls the sand mirror, which imitates the ancient artifact Yin Shou Fifteen Mirror. It cannot shine on people, but it can use it to summon a part of the ancient species - the body under the realm."

Following Yan Juntao's words, the ancient species flowing on the mirror slowly froze on a strange-looking one-horned sheep.

The knowledgeable person had already exclaimed: "It's a sage!"

Legend has it that Xie Xi is a divine beast used by the prison god Gao Tao (yao) to determine prison cases. It can recognize good and evil, defend loyalty and treacherous, and have the talented and supernatural powers to confirm criminals.

Unlike Philip, who only makes people happy, who are greedy for the delicious dragon meat in the lower realm, Xie Xi has already moved his clan to the upper realm, and the monks who are still in the lower realm and know the skills of Xie Xi have made such a magic weapon to ask Xie Xi's division to continue to play a role. Everyone knows Xie Xi's justice. As long as it is touched to the ground, it means that the man is guilty and irrefutable.

The only regret is that the Sand Mirror is a disposable consumable, and no material possessed in the lower realm can withstand the subsidence of immortal power.

"Why is my brother late? Let Xie Zhi tell us."

Zhuansun Qiang naturally didn't expect that Yan Juntao had such magic weapon in his hand. He was shocked and was guilty and did not dare to look at Yan Juntao's eyes again. The harsh crying sounds lowered a lot, but he still didn't see the coffin on his lips and didn't cry: "Whatever you say is what you have, after all, you have already made me kneel here. Mom, your son is about to be unjustly killed. Why are you not here yet? Why are you so cruel!"

The second wife of the Zhuansun family did not want to come or speak. But from the beginning, everyone in the Zhuansun family was suppressed by the force they could not resist at all. They could not move their feet or speak. They could only watch helplessly.

This was also the first time they truly realized what kind of natural barrier is between the so-called Venerable and them.

When you know nothing about power, you are the most courageous and stupidest.

Yan Juntao sneered, and saw the silver sand mirror in his palm spread rapidly, one-two, two-two, four-two, and eight-two, and began to circle around Yan Juntao in the air: "Who doesn't believe in its function, you can try it casually, I have it here."

Disposable consumables? Don't be afraid, just consume it casually.

Everyone who watched the fun was stunned. Taking out such a magical mirror was enough to make people feel incredible. Most of them didn't even know that this could be done. But Yan Juntao seemed to have no money and created so many strange mirrors. The foundation of the Nine Star Sect is really terrifying.

But God knows that these things have nothing to do with Tianyan Sect.

"Start it? I'm a little annoyed." Yan Juntao's tone was unprecedentedly cold, and it was never before. It was also something that made people feel reliable.

This is Tao, the young master of the Yan family. As long as he is in one day, the Yan family will not fall down one day.

All the Yan family are excitedly waiting for the results.

"The guests must be tired of seeing it." Yan Juntao was naturally talking about sects other than Zou Tu and people from the outside world.

Of course no one dares to say that they are tired of it at this time. They all shook their heads and waved their hands, saying that it’s okay, but in the stage of detecting spiritual roots, how can such evil things that frame others happen? We must investigate thoroughly!

The word "framing" has been used, but it has basically represented its position. They don't know what Zhuansun is, and they only recognize Yan Juntao. If they can curry favor with Yan Juntao because they are right, then the Three Pure Ones are revealed, okay? Even if they can't curry favor with Yan Juntao, it will be enough for them to brag for a hundred years.

The people on Zou Tu's side were also under the herd effect and felt that they didn't need to wait for anything. Then Zhuanxu had a problem with his strength!

What does his cousin's achievements have to do with him?

"Let's take a look." Yan Juntao seemed so fair and fair.

But Zhuanxuqiang only felt the coldness that could not be said, because Yan Juntao's clear eyes were shaking, saying, "I want you to be disgraced to be happy!"

The author has something to say: This time the copy is the grudge between Yan Juntao and his brother and the Zhuansun family. Only with the cannon fodder Zhuansun Qiang, the cannon fodder, can Zou Tu become the judgement and the next copy

ps: I wrote it all day yesterday, and I finally became a person with three chapters to save the manuscript hahahahaha, no need to worry about any sudden update problem

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Chapter completed!