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Chapter 197 How Much Come, How Much to Kill
Chapter 197 How Much Come, How Much to Kill
"Brother, is it all settled?"
Looking at the thousands of people outside the city, Fu Mianmian finally confirmed that there were only three people in the early stage of the tribulation and one in the middle stage of the tribulation.
But there are many other immortal cultivators. It is estimated that they are the disciples sent by each sect of cultivating immortals. Whether it is for credit or experience, they should be more important after all.
"Be careful, and bring back the morning light by the way."
Sheng Yulin came to the city gate this time with a sense of face.
Looking at Lan Chenguang who was trapped in the crowd, he suddenly realized that the kid was wronged.
But it's not surprising, although it can't hurt him, but being locked in a magic weapon like a birdcage, this feeling is probably not much better.
"Don't worry, my nephew will be fine!"
Fu Mianmian threw the Xuanfeng in her hand and wanted to go out directly, but this black bird didn't do it.
"Master, don't abandon me!"
The sound of grievance and pawing was really unbearable, and Sheng Yulin let it go back to Fu Mianmian's side as soon as he let go.
After all, it is also a battle pet, even if it is a cub, but it does not hinder its combat effectiveness, otherwise, is it true that Tiandao sent it down for Fu Mianmian to play with?
"Go, if it accidentally dies, it will be unlucky for it!"
Because of the way of heaven, Sheng Yulin really didn't like Xuanfeng.
Although this little guy actually liked him quite a bit, even though he ran away every time, as long as he calmed down, he would secretly look over him with some curiosity.
"Bad guy, I won't die, I'm going to protect the master!"
Xuanfeng was born able to speak human language, so everyone is used to it being as noisy as a child.
At this moment, Fu Mianmian just glared at it, and finally grabbed it and put it on his shoulder before leaving the city's protective formation.
"There are quite a few people here this time, but can you please invite someone who is so weak to deliver food in such a hurry?"
Fu Mianmian's words were not ordinary poison, and even those who were in the tribulation period were despised by her.
"Demon girl, don't try to escape today, I will definitely avenge those who died in the same way!"
The suzerain of Fang Qizong was an existence in the early stage of crossing the catastrophe, so at this moment he thought of those dead Mahayanas with a heartache.
If those people have been practicing for a period of time, there is a high chance of stepping into the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, then their sect must be able to go further, but now everything is gone.
Hatred is real, and revenge must be done, but he knows very well that it is impossible with his own strength, that's why he asked Tianhaozong.
In the end, all Xiuxian sects were notified, and then these people were gathered.
"A group of mobs, those who came today don't go back. There is a shortage of fertilizer outside my city."
revenge?
Fu Mianmian is no longer the little girl she was before, she will remember her revenge, but she doesn't like being sought by others so much.
And she was here to teach some disciples, but that immortal cultivator committed suicide, can you blame her?
"I said, you immortal cultivators came to kill me and other human races, but after being killed by me, so many things happened. If it really became a disaster for all immortal cultivators, is your Fang Qizong the origin of everything?"
Seeing Master Fang Qi, whose face instantly changed because of her words, invisible fluctuations began to appear around him.
Next, before everyone could react, a gust of prestige passed through the crowd, the next moment...
"burst!"
With a soft shout, among those cultivators, there were at least four storms around each of them.
The wind was invisible, but when the originally mild wind suddenly burst, except for the four who barely survived in the later stage of the tribulation, everyone else turned into bloody fireworks at this moment, and then exploded again.
"what--"
Among the only four immortal cultivators left, the elder Tianhaozong who was in the middle of the catastrophe looked at Fu Mianmian with horror and resentment.
He brought a team of elite disciples out this time, and now they are all gone.
But this is not the scariest thing, the most unacceptable thing for him is that when he wanted to escape just now, he found that he couldn't activate the secret technique at all, that is to say...
This space has already been blocked!
"I didn't know how to start, and there are still three alive. If this is the case, then let's do another wave, Fengfu!"
The Wrath of the Wind, but this time it no longer appeared beside Fu Mianmian, but around these four Transcending Tribulation Periods, a small tornado formed around each of them.
When the wind stopped, the figures of the four Transcending Tribulation Stages completely dissipated, leaving not even a drop of blood.
"Master, uncle. You are really amazing. When you have time to teach your nephew, I am also the wind."
After all the immortal cultivators died, the formation around Lan Chenguang also disappeared in an instant, and the cage was directly destroyed by Fu Mian Mian.
But after he got close to Fu Mianmian, he even clinged to Fu Mianmian and begged to learn.
But it's not too late for these immortal cultivators to die, after all, the blood in that place is still a bit of an eyesore.
"Brother, I'm sorry to bother you this time, I'll go back and drink tea and wait for you!"
Fu Mianmian came to the city gate and looked at Sheng Yulin with a smile on his face. He was somewhat satisfied with his performance this time.
It's just that she really doesn't have much interest in cleaning up the battlefield, especially with her pure wind attribute, she can't roll up a hill of dust and come out.
"Don't be so troublesome."
Sheng Yulin glared at the expectant Lan Chenguang. If this kid was asked to apprentice again now, he would probably choose Mianmian again.
That look of admiration and longing is really a bit embarrassing, but now it's better to clean up the battlefield and go home to teach a lesson.
"go with!"
A piece of brown seed flew out of Sheng Yulin's hand, and after flying to the battlefield area, it quickly took root and grew rapidly after germination.
But in the blink of an eye, there was no trace of other traces in that area, leaving only a lush forest.
"Brother is really powerful, let's go back to rest and guide my nephew's cultivation by the way."
Looking at the current situation, Fu Mianmian is very satisfied, which is very good.
After they left above the city gate, the city gradually returned to normal.
But what they discussed the most was entangled in who this person was and how strong he was.
Then, under the dissemination of people with good intentions, Fu Mianmian's identity was gradually raised, and he became the savior of the human race.
Of course, this process will not be so fast, but after most of this place has been successfully brainwashed, the next thing to do is to spread it outward.
But Fu Mianmian, who had educated Lan Chenguang in the yard for two months, suddenly realized how much effort it took to teach his apprentice.
"Brother, you really worked hard before, and I promise to be obedient in the future, and I will never make you angry."
Fu Mianmian took apprentices before, but almost all of them were taught by others.
But now, looking at Lan Chenguang, who is so much stronger than she used to be, and looking at his cultivation progress, he suddenly realized how uncomfortable it was for her senior brother when she didn't know anything.
(End of this chapter)