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Chapter 450 The whole world is the enemy?

"Those are just like a bunch of stinking fish and rotten shrimps. To be angry with them is to embarrass yourself and lower your own character. No, you can't say that. It's an insult to the fish and shrimps!"

Yuanji Wuchangli thought for a while, and then started to persuade Changsheng in a roundabout way.

"Changsheng, you have to know that there are some people in this world who don't have the character that normal people should have. They can't feel the beauty, so they ignore it and belittle it. For people like this, it's useless to be angry. You need to get rid of them.

Beat them to death, cripple them, and scare them, so that they can initially realize their own shortcomings and feel scared!"

Hearing this, the anger in Changsheng's heart sank slightly. It did not disappear. It was just accumulated together. When it finally breaks out, it will only become more serious!

At this time, those ghost dolls scattered in the air that had been pretending to be dead accidentally met Chang Sheng's eyes, and for a moment they felt as if they were falling into an ice cave. Wasn't this monk, this female cultivator always very quiet before? Didn't she always flaunt herself as a good person?

? Why are you staring at yourself like a dead person now?

It seems that everything she did before was just a disguise! Heh, I hate such hypocritical people the most. Forget it, while these sanctimonious guys are fighting among themselves, they should just run away...

This was the last thing those ghost dolls thought about. The last thing they saw out of the corner of their eyes was Chang Sheng's slightly indifferent face.

Du Xuanjin gently rowed over, and the ghost dolls immediately let out a miserable cry, but they did not die immediately! If they died so easily, wouldn't it mean that the creatures who were tortured to death would not be able to rest in peace? Du Xuanjin exuded

The wounds caused by the sincerity could not be healed easily, and were even burning continuously. The bodies of those ghost dolls were in extreme pain, but they still did not die.

The continuous screams surprised everyone. When they saw the miserable condition of those ghost dolls, they couldn't help but be stunned. Perhaps, the female cultivator who could be so cruel would not have anything to do with those ghost dolls.

Involved?

But those who doubted immortality flashed their eyes and shouted immediately.

"She wants to destroy the evidence, stop her!"

"Hurry! If all those ghost dolls die, wouldn't they mean that there is no evidence to prove them?"

"Get her quickly!"

A group of people immediately rushed over, using swords, guns, swords and halberds to attack Chang Sheng. It seemed that there was no chance of escape.

Zhuang Mayfly immediately drew out his spiritual sword and slashed it fiercely. A sharp sword light immediately stopped those who rushed fastest from the sword light.

"What do you mean by Penglai Pavilion?"

"Actually, it doesn't mean anything special. I just don't want to see you hurt my disciples."

The master of Penglai Pavilion was the one who ended up. He stood above Changsheng, staring closely at the master of Shanghuan Sect and others. For monks of their status, even if they haven't taken action yet, their fierce momentum is enough to start a battle.

Already.

The Sect Master of Shanghuan Sect opposite felt the aura of the Master of Penglai Pavilion and could hardly believe his eyes.

"Do you really want to make enemies of all the sects and families in Shengyuan Great World for one disciple? Don't forget that your precious disciple has harvested so many lives! Look at these monks and mortals, look at their eyes,

Do you think they are all lying? Who has the ability to make their souls lie?"

Those monks and mortals who survived by chance also knew that they were involved in a storm. Some of the timid ones did not dare to say anything at this time, but occasionally when they raised their eyes and saw Changsheng, they could not help but show a scared expression.

It can be seen that they are all really afraid. This fear is not mixed with too many other emotions and is definitely not adulterated.

It seems that there is indeed such a person with the appearance of immortality who once slaughtered people in this land and left a deep shadow on them.

The master of Penglai Pavilion withdrew his gaze. There was anger in his eyes, but he would not doubt Yongan. Because he was a disciple of Penglai Pavilion. They might not have been together for long, but it was enough time for them to understand each other. Yongan had saved

How could he possibly kill these people if there were only 800 people instead of 1,000? But the timing was such a coincidence. It happened to be during the time when Moshan Small World was blocked, and those who happened to come in to support them were all Penglai Pavilion disciples.

The other monks also have friendships with Yong'an, and at this time they were affected by unknown forces and were resisting desperately. They looked anxious, but they couldn't even speak.

The timing was so perfect that Yongan had no chance to identify him! Who hates longevity so much and spends so much time and energy just to set up this trap? Is it really just to harm Yongan?

There were too many things to consider. The master of Penglai Pavilion shook his head and forced himself not to think so much for the time being. No matter what the other party said, he only had one sentence.

"I believe Yong'an, she will not kill living beings wantonly! You also saw the sincerity attached to her spiritual sword. If she is such a bad person, how could she have such strong sincerity?! So this is simply impossible!

"

"...You people in Penglai Pavilion are always so stubborn! Zhuang Yu was like this seventy years ago, and it is still the same now when it comes to Yu Yong'an. It's really hopeless!"

The master of Penglai Pavilion showed a smile.

"Thank you for the compliment. We at Penglai Pavilion don't have any other abilities, but for one of our disciples to be framed by others, it is enough once, and there must not be a second time."

"You?! Do you really think you can protect her? She killed not just a few mortals, but also members of other sect families..."

"There's no need to say more nonsense like this, right?"

The master of Penglai Pavilion interrupted the words of the master of Shanghuan Sect. The other party always kept these words on his lips, as if he was really sad for the dead monks of other sects and aristocratic families. But in fact, it was just to excuse himself.

It's just a big flag.

Also, "I think you are not blind, right? Didn't those ghost dolls just catch up and kill my disciples because they saw us fighting among ourselves? Of course, if you really didn't see it, then there is nothing I can do about it."

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Isn't this a disguised way of saying that they are blind? The Sect Master of Shanghuan Sect was so angry that he saw that there was no room for maneuver, so he took out his spiritual weapon with a solemn expression. Although the Master of Quan Pavilion in Penglai Pavilion looked a bit out of place

Reliable, but the Sect Master of Shanghuan Sect will never forget that the other party was also one of the top genius monks in the Shengyuan World!

Facing him, I am not completely sure, so I can only go all out!

"Since you won't listen no matter what I say, then let's fight!"

When nothing makes sense, isn't there the only way? They are monks, and monks rely on their fists to speak!


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