"What an arrogant old thing!"

Yingqian took a step forward.

The spiritual power ignited like a raging flame.

It was as if the whole sky was going to be completely turned into a sea of ​​fire.

And she stood in the center.

Like a god.

High and above.

Unrivaled.

Even the blueprint couldn't help but retreat behind Qin Qinglang.

Yingqian deliberately avoided him.

But the leaked spiritual power still made Lantu feel uncomfortable.

She lowered her eyes.

There was no emotion at all on that overly beautiful face.

I could only hear the sound coming from Senluo Hell.

She said slowly:

"Do you still remember that this is Qingheng Mountain, where would it be your turn for an old man like you to speak so arrogantly?!"

Many monks had serious expressions on their faces.

His eyes were frightened and panicked.

There is also a hint of imperceptible fear.

The reason why the name of Shura Immortal can be spread throughout the entire world of Immortal Cultivation.

The key to success is never being able to speak well.

It's about Ying Qian's hard work.

The ability to fight out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!

"Xian Shura, you...don't you forget the rules?"

"We are all from the Immortal Sect!"

"If you kill us for no reason, but you want to be hostile to all the immortal sects?!"

There were screams.

Ying Qian glanced sideways.

But he smiled.

"rule?"

She tilted her head, made a confused look, and asked:

"What are the rules?"

Don't wait for anyone to reply.

Yingqian already shook his head and said:

"Wherever I am, I am the rule!"

The hem of her clothes is like a lotus made of flames.

Follow her step by step.

The bloom is enchanting and unbridled.

Seeing Yingqian getting closer and closer.

The killing intent in his body was even more unrestrained.

Instead, it is like a tide.

More and more turbulent.

Goatee is scared after all.

He trembled, and before others could react, he was the first to turn around and run away.

Although his back was quite embarrassed, his mouth was restless and he shouted:

"I will definitely inform all the immortal sects about today's events. Shen Yan, you must hand over whether you want to hand over to me or not!"

The baby raised his chin slightly.

Just one look.

The clothes of the old man with the goatee produced a blazing flame out of thin air.

He screamed as he was burned.

Covered in black smoke.

soon.

There was no shadow.

With Goatee taking the lead, the other Immortal Sect monks also hurriedly left.

Everyone hates their parents for having two legs.

He still looks back from time to time.

It seemed like there was an evil spirit following behind.

Until there was no trace of the monk in sight.

Yingqian let out a long breath.

After removing the spiritual power that he had held up, he pursed his red lips slightly, but he could not suppress the dryness rising from inside his body.

Blood lines overflowed the corners of his lips.

Lantu was startled and hurriedly stepped forward and said repeatedly:

"You haven't fully recovered yet, how can you force yourself into such a battle? Take this medicine quickly!"

Yingqian took the medicine and his complexion softened a little.

"If you want to send them away, I can only be the villain."

"But..."

Blueprint opened his mouth.

I know there are some things that I shouldn’t say at this time.

But he couldn't hold it back and said:

"This treats the symptoms but not the root cause."

Those who came just now were just a bunch of people from the small fairy sect.

Not much ability.

Seeing Yingqian change his face can give him nightmares for several days.

But if we wait for all the immortal sects to know the news.

Those immortal sects that are almost the same as Qingheng Mountain, or even a little stronger, come to ask for help.

Then...

In the entire Qingheng Mountain, no one can protect Shen Yan.

Not even Yingqian can do it.

Blueprint understands this.

Ying Qian and Qin Qinglang also knew it well.

But even so.

Qin Qinglang still said:

"Yingqian, go back and recuperate. I will take care of these things. You don't have to worry."

He lowered his brows.

There was no trace of worry on his face.

And this determined look also reassured the blueprint.

He nodded repeatedly and said:

"Yes! The head brother must have a way!"
To be continued...