The dazzling light was extremely dazzling in this darkness. Three sword lights stopped in the sky. The three cultivators who came with swords looked down at the sentient beings who were celebrating the New Year happily just a second ago with cold faces.
call!
The sword wind set off a strong wind in the entire square, and the three people came down with their swords and stood in the square.
"Why, everyone is acting like someone has died in their family, they don't welcome us."
The first cultivator had a bad tone, was slightly fat, had a round face and small eyes, and a head that was disproportionately large to his body, but a ruthless light flashed in his small eyes.
King Liang was a little flustered and couldn't help but glance at the two worshipers.
But I saw two worshipers standing up together, saluting respectfully:
"Zhang Ming, Hua An has met the senior."
As cultivators, they have already seen that the three people in front of them have at least the eighth level of Qi Condensation, and it is easy to kill them two instantly.
As for the leader of the cultivator, there is a faint special aura in the Qi Condensation True Power, which is clearly a sign that the legendary foundation is about to be built.
Halfway through building the foundation, this word appeared in their hearts, and they were shocked. How could they dare to neglect and hurriedly greet each other.
Even the offering was so respectful, King Liang was even more panicked, and he hurriedly came to greet him:
"I wonder what the three immortals have taught me."
"Are you the mortal king here?" The big-headed cultivator glanced sideways. King Liang was wearing a dragon robe and was very easy to recognize.
"I am." King Liang tried his best to keep his voice quiet and humble, retaining the king's demeanor as much as possible in front of the people.
Snap!
Without warning, the big-headed cultivator slapped King Liang on the face, beating him to the ground.
"You, a mortal king, dare to talk in front of me. Do you think you can be on an equal footing with me?"
The big-headed cultivator has a stern voice.
King Liang lay on the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood. His cheeks were swollen and his hair was falling down. He lowered his head and said nothing, but no one dared to help him.
"You two, you can get out!" The big-headed cultivator scolded the two worshipers of the Sky Control Realm.
"Respect the instructions of our seniors!"
The two of them saluted respectfully and flew away in the air without hesitation.
"No one here is allowed to leave."
"Light the lamp for me!" The big-headed cultivator yelled with bloodshot eyes.
Click!
The four stone pillars regained their light.
The sudden light makes people who have lost the psychological protection of darkness even more frightened.
The big-headed cultivator glanced around.
His eyes suddenly stopped on Wang Chen, and then instantly moved to Chen Feifei beside him. His triangular eyes lit up, and he turned his head and said to the two fellow cultivators.
"A small country in this world does have some good things."
"I have told you before that during your cultivation, senior brother, you must balance work and rest. Like junior brother, we have been enjoying ourselves for many years." A short and thin cultivator said with a sly look on his face, but winked.
As he spoke, he turned his eyes to the crowd, stared at a pretty woman among them, and pointed with his hand.
"Come here!"
The woman's face was full of fear, but the people on both sides automatically separated like a tide, isolating her.
She looked around in horror, but received no response.
The short and thin cultivator's expression darkened, and a light green flying sword suddenly rose from behind him.
Buzz!
The sword shot out, inserted in front of the woman, and penetrated deeply into the hard ground, causing the crowd to scream in surprise.
After a moment of silence, voices rang out from the crowd.
"Go over there quickly." A young man shouted from the side.
"The Immortal is calling you!" said a middle-aged woman.
"Don't kill everyone!" an old man said seriously.
The woman shed two lines of clear tears and walked forward slowly.
The short and thin cultivator reached out and pulled her hard, pulling her over.
How great is the power of cultivators.
With a bang, she was pulled to the table that was meant for both sides of the Qinglian Club, and lay down on the table.
The four scholars from Lianghua Academy were so shocked that they got out of the way.
The short and thin cultivator reached out and grabbed her neck, pressing her firmly on the long wooden table. He leaned her upper body on the table and leaned back. This position was very shameful. Her tears flowed all over the table. The short and thin cultivator
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The cultivator smiled ferociously, but reached out to his waist with his other hand.
"Is that what you're looking at?"
There seemed to be a sound of argument among the crowd. The round-faced cultivator frowned and looked towards the source of the sound.
At this glance, as if there was an invisible force, the crowd was like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and then separated again.
It was revealed that one of the men and women arguing was actually Lin Ruolan and his cultivator boyfriend.
Seeing the crowd disperse, Lin Ruolan was not afraid at all and stared at her boyfriend angrily.
"Aren't you an immortal? Do you just watch those evil immortals doing evil things?"
"Stop talking." His little boyfriend blushed and looked at the three cultivators with awkward smiles from time to time.
"Oh? There is actually a fellow Taoist. What do you call this little fellow Taoist?" The other cultivator, who had been silent just now, with a gray robe and a black face, asked pretending to be surprised.
He could see at a glance that this young cultivator was only at the fourth level of Qi Condensation before he could control objects. Calling fellow Taoist was just a narrowing.
The young man cupped his hands with a blushing face.
"Xu Ming, the Sanhua Gang, has met three seniors."
"It turns out that he is a fellow Taoist from the Sanhua Clan. We are from the Red Sword Clan. Speaking of which, we have some friendship with your gang leader. I remember that the last time he was in front of my senior brother, he also served tea and water."
"For the sake of your gang leader, you can leave."
It turned out to be a member of the sect, and even Xu Minghan came down.
In the world of cultivation, one sect is like a hundred gangs. This is not just a casual statement.
"Thank you, three seniors. Thank you!" Xu Mingru was pardoned, saluted repeatedly, and pulled Lin Ruolan to leave.
"Wait!" the black-faced cultivator called, "You can leave, but the woman stays."
"This..." Xu Ming hesitated.
"Let's do this. I think this girl is pretty good. You can bring her over and let my brother take a look and see if he likes her."
The black-faced cultivator smiled.
Giving away his girlfriend in front of everyone was beyond his limit. Xu Ming buried his head deeply and struggled in his heart.
Finally, he pulled Lin Ruolan and walked towards the three of them.
Lin Ruolan's expression suddenly turned cold as death.
"Let's go!" Seeing Lin Ruolan not moving and staring at him with cold, deathly eyes, Xu Ming shouted with a red face.
With a stroke of his true strength, his hands were like iron pliers, dragging the staggering Lin Ruolan towards the center.
"Hahaha." Seeing this, the three cultivators laughed together.
"Stand still." Xu Ming seemed to have broken through his own moral barrier and gave Lin Ruolan a hard slap.
He was tall, standing there, a head taller than the tallest black-faced cultivator among the three, but the flattering smile on his face was low to the core.
Staggering, Lin Ruolan stood firm between the three of them. Her eyes were as cold as ice, but she never left Xu Ming.
It was a look of death and hatred.
"That's right, little fellow Taoist, you have a bright future. Come to my Red Sword Sect in the future, and the three of us will take you flying."
"Thank you three seniors." Xu Ming was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.
"Don't disturb the three seniors." He smiled charmingly and ran away knowingly.