"Senior Brother Zhuangzhuang, Senior Brother Han, this is already a light punishment, it just makes Chen Daoyou apologize, and it doesn't matter much. ”

Li Huaiao said softly.

"Yes, Zhuangzhuang, you just listen to Senior Brother Li's persuasion. ”

Nian Qiu kept nodding on the side.

In the world of cultivating immortals, kneeling down and apologizing is not a big punishment.

You must know that there was once a Jindan Great True Monarch, who undoubtedly offended a passing Heavenly Monarch.

As a result, he was directly slapped into a pulp by Tianjun, and even the entire family behind him was directly smashed into pieces.

The big family of more than 40,000 people was directly wiped out.

But no one has said a word about the Heavenly King.

This is the Immortal Cultivation Realm!

Big fish eat little fish!

The strong are respected!

When Hou Jiaxue saw the scene in the field, she was a little unbearable, and turned her head slightly, unwilling to look at it again.

And Hou Yu was watching from the sidelines.

Long before the Xingyue Sect Mountain Gate, he had already persuaded Chen Yuan.

But Chen Yuan was full of arrogance.

Now in the face of life and death threats, it is not groveling.

Cao Shou, who was beside Zhuang Zhuang, clenched his fists tightly, and his expression was full of unbearable.

He knew that although he was an elder disciple, he was also known as a future celestial figure.

But now, in fact, he is just a minor monk in the realm of condensation, and he can't play any role at all.

"I don't!!"

Zhuang Zhuang shouted angrily, and was about to burn his blood and fight to the death.

Chen Yuan gently pressed Zhuang Zhuang and directly pressed down the ball of qi and blood.

Then, he suddenly spoke:

"Why, do you think what I'm saying doesn't make sense?"

"Hahaha. ”

"I said, boy, there are nearly a thousand monks here, do you think there will be people who think what you said makes sense?"

Han Ping laughed.

He looked at Chen Yuan as if he was looking at a madman who was mentally retarded.

"I fought the continent in the red, and I took cultivation as a wheel of humility. ”

"You let an old slave sit with us and wait for Tianjiao, and say that it is an honor for us to wait?"

"Isn't that a big fallacy?"

"Not bad. ”

When everyone around heard this, they all nodded.

Even many maids in the Jindan period were also unhappy.

Everyone is a slave, why can we only stand on the sidelines, and you can sit in the south gate and compete with Tianjiao?

Besides, these maids all have the realm of Jindan, even if they are also slaves, they all feel that Nanmen Tian can't enter their eyes at all.

"Chen Daoyou, stop messing around, hurry up. ”

Pang Nianying said.

But Chen Yuan ignored it, and instead looked at Beidou Jianzi and Han Ping.

"You think so, too?"

"Huh?"

Beidou Jianzi and the others sneered again and again, not bothering to pay attention to Chen Yuan at all.

In their eyes, they are the dragon among people, a state of pride, and a descendant.

There is a world of difference from Chen Yuan, and even saying a word to him is a humiliation.

"All of you think that with the cultivation of my servant, you are not qualified to sit down, do you?"

Chen Yuan glanced at the audience and slowly spoke.

"Enough!"

"Are you really going to throw away my Star Moon Sect's face?"

"You don't have a face, you have to be strong!"

Pang Nianying was furious and shouted angrily.

After seeing that Chen Yuan had no intention of repenting and did not know how to advance and retreat, the Hou Yu brothers and sisters secretly shook their heads in their hearts.

Li Huaiao was silent on the surface, but he sneered in his heart.

Even if he is strong, he is extremely worried in his heart.

But he didn't speak again, but secretly urged the law to be decided, ready to burn his menstrual blood at any time.

The golden light on Zhuangzhuang's body is getting stronger and stronger, ready to fight to the death at any time.

"Good. ”

Chen Yuan bowed slightly.

"Cultivating the Immortal Continent, respecting the strong, this is fair. ”

"Since you say that my old servants are not qualified to sit down, then you dare to fight them?"

"Aha?"

Han Ping seemed to hear the funniest joke in his life, and he was slightly stunned for a while.

And the people around looked at this young man as if they were crazy.

"You...... You asked me to fight an old servant who barely reached the realm of condensation and had a stiff body?"

Han Ping came back to his senses, pointed at Nanmen Tian with one hand, his face was full of anger, and he said word by word!

At this moment, he only felt that the anger in his heart was boiling.

As the descendant of Tianzong, Han Ping had never been so humiliated.

You must know that Han Pinggui is the second descendant of the Heavenly Buddha Sect, and since the completion of the Dao Condensation, he has been in the Heavenly Buddha Prefecture for decades, and the lives of the monks in his hands are more than millions.

How could he have been bullied to such an extent?

Hou Yu and the others looked at Han Ping, who was earth-shattering in coercion, like the reincarnation of a demon Buddha, and cultivated to reach the peak of Jindan.

On the one hand, Nanmen Tian, who was rickety, thin, and weak, felt that Chen Yuan was probably going crazy a long time ago.

Let these two fight each other?

Mo said that it is a level, and I am afraid that there are hundreds of levels behind it.

Even if thousands of Nanmen Heavens shot together, they were not Han Ping's opponents.

"You're deceiving people too much!!"

Han Ping roared angrily, unable to control the anger in his heart any longer.

This second descendant of the Heavenly Buddha Sect suddenly erupted with a terrifying power, like a volcanic eruption, surging out of him.

Dark golden Buddha light erupted from the countless acupuncture points in his body.

Each one, like a heavenly sword, directly tore the void apart.

With a radius of 100 zhang, it has turned into a demon god purgatory, and its momentum is extremely strong.

"Old Nan. ”

Chen Yuan spoke slowly.

"Yes, sir. ”

The old servant, who was rickety, his eyes cloudy, and his movements were slow, suddenly straightened his waist.

"Boom!"

This moment.

The sky is cracking, the sun and the moon are hanging upside down.

The aura on Nanmen Tian's body instantly went straight from the early stage of the condensation path to the peak of Jindan.

However, this did not stop, this aura continued to rise, reaching the half-step Heavenly Monarch, completely overwhelming Han Ping!

His whole person turned into a giant and directly opened the roof of this pavilion.

During this year, Nanmen Tian followed Chen Yuan, and it was not just as simple as cultivating.

He even got the Heavenly Gong-level exercises, as well as Chen Yuan's guidance and pills.

The cultivation of the realm that was originally stagnant, in the time of this year, has advanced by leaps and bounds, and it has already bought the realm of the quasi-heavenly monarch.

Now.

Nanmen Tian stepped out with one foot, and Han Ping, who had just suppressed the heavens, stepped directly under his feet.

His voice was like a bell, and it shook nine days.

"In the eyes of my family, you are not an ant. ”

Time.

The entire top floor of the Xianji Pavilion, hundreds of buildings, more than 1,000 Jindan Zhenjun, a dead silence.

Countless people were dumbfounded.

Look at this incredible scene.

Some people with weaker cultivation had already been trampled on the ground before they could even react.

The entire hundred-story pavilion is silent, and the needle drop can be heard!!

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(End of chapter)