The crisp sound makes people effortless and outlines the outline of a beautiful woman in their mind.
Only then did the group of people who tried the method realize that just as they were exchanging bitter words and discussing, someone had already teleported to them.
"Who are you!"
The law enforcers of the execution hall present were all young and energetic people. How could I hear such an arrogant voice, especially since they were used to being domineering and domineering, so they quickly responded.
Three people slowly walked out of the teleportation array.
A beautiful woman in white clothes walked at the front. She had a graceful posture, a pure green sword in her hand, and a simple purple ribbon on her head. Her appearance was cold.
"This girl is so right!" This group of young deacons with a strong sense of politics are used to speaking freely, and their saliva almost drips from their mouths.
"Humph!" A cold snort accompanied the sound of the green long sword.
Suddenly, a terrifying burst of icy power transformed into a snow-white giant tiger, with its scarlet eyes open, roaring and rushing toward everyone.
boom!
In the eyes of this group of execution hall law enforcers, the target of that ferocious beast is themselves.
They were shocked, and all kinds of real power suddenly exploded, and all kinds of body protection techniques were activated at the same time, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
The white tiger rushed over fiercely, but suddenly turned into a line of blue smoke and dissipated in the air.
The scene was completely silent.
"Haha." A hearty laugh sounded. "Thank you, niece Qing'er, for showing mercy. These brats under my command really need discipline."
The leader of the execution hall, Fang Jianfeng, slowly appeared from the side, and no one noticed his arrival.
"Is she Bai Qing'er?" After Fang Jianfeng's prompt, someone finally recognized her identity and was shocked.
Ling Yunjian's genius disciple, although she is not as famous as Xi Yuan, many admirers privately call her Fairy Qingmiao. What is more amazing than her appearance is her cultivation and the Bihong Sword in her hand.
, I don’t know how many famous masters have been killed, but everyone in the world knows that she is passionately in love with Mr. Tian, almost crazy.
How could such a deity-like figure interact with them on a daily basis?
"Palace Master Fang is willing to make things easier for us. I will convey this good intention to Mr. Tian." Even facing Fang Jianfeng, Bai Qing'er still had a cold face, because behind her is Mr. Tian, the true immortal who will come sooner or later!
Fang Jianfeng smiled. All he had to do was show up and save his men. As for Bai Qing'er's actions, it was just a matter of convenience given by the chief helmsman of the Southwest Alliance, and he didn't bother to care about it.
"It's good to let these little brats see the world." He glanced at the group of men who were a little panicked and frightened, and slowly disappeared.
"You just said that Jiba killed Xue Wentian?" behind Bai Qing'er, a young man with black hair and red eyebrows, an impatient face said.
Ye Jiu cast his eyes over and recognized this person.
Li Fanglong, a disciple of the Huayan Sect, is also a well-known genius, a fighting madman, and possesses fire-attribute magic. He is especially good at close attacks and must avenge his enemies. He once had a grudge with the son of a top official of a second-rate sect, but he was actually under the influence of the sect.
Under the protection, the enemy was burned to ashes, and finally the matter was settled.
"It's absolutely true. Not only that, he also killed Xiu Tu." Lu Wei said respectfully, not daring to show any trace of his past domineering attitude towards these talented people.
"Who is Xiu Tu?"
Li Fanglong looked frivolous.
"Then Xue Wentian is just one of Mr. Tian's lowest in cultivation. He has acted secretly many times. I have long wanted to teach him a lesson. If I die this time, it will be an advantage for him."
Although this group of young law enforcement officers heard his arrogance and felt unhappy, no one dared to speak out.
In today's world of cultivation, there is a lot of news about the imminent arrival of a true immortal.
The four great immortals, Master Qi Tian, Master Ji, Wei Wuji, Master Blood, Huo Mingxue, and Master Huan, have not yet arrived, but there are already a large number of cultivators standing in line.
It's just that the strength of these young law enforcement officers has not yet reached the eyes of a true immortal.
As a cultivator under the throne of Master Tiangong, Li Fanglong indeed has the ability to speak wildly.
"Could they be here to kill Jiba?" Someone secretly speculated, but a pair of eyes glanced behind the two of them.
There was another person standing there, with his head lowered and his long hair disheveled. He was dressed in loose plain clothes with long cuffs hanging down, making it impossible to see through the depth.
Only his cuffs were embroidered with a black coffin.
"Ghouls from the Netherworld Sect?" some law enforcers guessed with flickering eyes.
The Netherworld Sect is hidden in the Yin Mountains. The divine dragon has its head but not its tail. Its cultivators have been dealing with corpses and ghost poisons all year round. Their strange Taoist skills are hard to guard against and are extremely difficult to deal with. It is said that their inherited disciple, the corpse ghost, is one of the younger ones.
The leader of his generation, he once turned a city into a ghost town, refining all the living creatures in it and turning them into zombie ghosts. His methods were extremely ruthless.
How could Ji8 be so virtuous and able to attract the attention of Mr. Tiangong, the most famous among the four true immortals?
Many people feel like they are dreaming.
"If Brother Ji shows up, he will definitely die."
Ye Jiu was secretly shocked. The three people in front of him were all among the top 50 in the Qing Ranking Competition.
The cultivating world is so big, every time you move up a rank in the Qing Ranking Competition, it means an absolute crushing of strength.
Xue Wentian, on the other hand, did not perform well in this year’s rankings, ranking 85th.
It can be said that anyone standing here can easily kill Xue Wentian, and he is no longer at a level that he can touch.
The time for the miasma tide in the Ancient Immortal Battlefield is coming soon, and Brother Ji must come out at that time, otherwise he will definitely die.
He was confused and confused, but he couldn't think of a way to help Wang Chen. His eyes looked at the white mist from time to time.
However, the white mist remained the same, and the teleportation array behind him caused fluctuations again.
Two figures appeared in the teleportation array. One was very tall, with a bald head and sword-shaped eyebrows. His muscles were like steel bars, and he could burst out with terrifying power at any time.
The other man was as skinny as a monkey, with sunken eye sockets, as if he was terminally ill. However, his eyes were so radiant that no one dared to look closely.
"Hey, what brought the two people under Mr. Ji here?" Li Fanglong glanced at the two of them and sneered.
Is there someone from Mr. Ji’s side too?
A group of law enforcers looked at the teleportation array with conflicting minds. They could indeed walk sideways in the capital city, but compared to these young masters under the Four True Immortals, they were nothing.
After comparing the image of the master in his mind, the identities of the burly cultivator and the mummified young man were easy to come out.
Liakong from Kongfa Temple and Liao Ping from Qiandu Sect are both well-known young masters in the cultivation world, not inferior to Bai Qing'er, Li Fanglong and the other three.
Even Liakong once fought against three famous Qing Ranking masters without losing, and his reputation was even greater.
"Young master Ji wants to see his achievements, you can leave." Liekong's face was expressionless, his voice was like a bell, and his words were extremely domineering.
"Hmph, when did Wei Wuji want to get involved in Mr. Tian's affairs?" Bai Qing'er's voice was cold, without any fear.
"Woman, how dare you disrespect Mr. Ji, don't you want to live anymore?" Shuhei's voice was as sharp as a steel needle.
"Want to take action? You can try it!" Li Fanglong took a step forward and the air became hot.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely heated and on the verge of breaking out.
The group of young men from the alliance were shocked. This corner of the Ancient Immortal battlefield has very little foothold. With the strength of both sides, if a war breaks out, it will be a devastating situation, especially since there are two people here who are good at poison attacks.
They couldn't bear the aftermath of the fight.
"Master! Where have you gone? You don't care whether we live or die!" All the young people in the execution hall shouted in their hearts.