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Su Fengqing cut off her big move suddenly, restrained her breath,

With an extremely strange look, he looked at many disciples of Wan Jianzong.

His eyes move faintly, his expression is subtle,
This sudden roar frightened everyone.

The believers who were just about to rush forward to fight suddenly stopped their forward pace.

Bang!
The female disciple of Wan Jianzong, a petite big rabbit, was punched hard. Monk Yiqing licked the blood from his lips, and said annoyedly:

"Holy envoy, why do you want to stop?"

"The little wastes of Wan Jianzong come to the holy religion to make trouble, the old monk can't bear it!"

While speaking, Monk Yiqing roared to the sky,
Rush into the crowd, regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, kill them all!

Once an eminent monk of the Cangkong Temple, now worshiping the Demon Buddha of the Moon Sect,
Monk Yiqing was bloodthirsty.

"I said, tell you to stop, didn't you hear?"

Su Fengqing said coldly.

A pair of dead fish eyes stared at Yiqing, as if trying to see through it.

"The old monk is not convinced!"

Yiqing twisted his face and yelled hysterically.

Who can understand the feeling of aggrieved being interrupted suddenly when he was in the middle of his excitement?

So, under the surprised gazes of the crowd, Yiqing slowly turned his head and stared at Su Fengqing.

The cloudy old eyes have been replaced by rich blood.

Strands of black devilish energy rippling on that shiny forehead.

Looking at Su Fengqing's eyes, there was a kind of crazy killing intent stuck in the throat.

"Oh, Yiqing is out of control again." The wind chasing sage sighed.

"I hope he won't attack the envoy, otherwise, this matter will be extremely troublesome."

"I'll wait, ready to shoot at any time, check and balance."

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Looking quietly at the red eyes, Su Fengqing narrowed her eyes slightly,
The palm of the right hand hidden under the robe was holding a crystal clear crystal ball.

"Worship the moon. Worship the moon"

Su Fengqing muttered in her heart, and began to recall the breath and figure of worshiping the moon.

Immediately, the surface of the crystal ball rippled slightly,

A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and a crescent moon imprinted between his eyebrows appeared on the surface of the crystal ball.

Simulate breath!

The eradication of the soul power draws the unique aura of worshiping the moon to Yiqing,
then,

thump--

The evil spirit on Monk Yiqing's face and the blood in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

His legs were bent down in an extremely timely manner, and he knelt directly on the ground.

"Amitabha."

"The old monk should not contradict the holy envoy, he is wrong and guilty."

"After today, I will go to the Discipline Hall to take the initiative to receive the punishment."

Monk Yiqing said kindly,

With palms folded and head slightly lowered, it seems like a master and apprentice who is repenting to his main god.

The members of Wan Jianzong who originally thought there would be a cannibalism, their jaws are about to drop to the ground at this moment.

"Fuck!"

"Cow pen!"

These two beautiful national quintessences instantly floated through everyone's minds,

With just one look, the saint directly knelt down.

How terrifying is this Su Fengqing?
Compared with the incomprehension and shock of everyone in Wanjianzong, the saints of Baiyue Sect,

With a calm expression on his face, there was a storm in his heart.

Looking at Monk Yiqing who was kneeling on the knees and confessing, everyone's eyelids were twitching wildly.

"The leader, the leader is really alive"

"Maybe, he is hiding in the dark right now, watching our every move."

Yes.

Only by worshiping the moon in person can the seemingly gentle but violent Yiqing bald donkey be frightened into such a state.
Gollum—

I don't know who swallowed the saliva first, which woke up everyone.

Zhuifeng and the others were so frightened that they quickly looked away from Su Fengqing, not daring to look directly at him.

"Yiqing, next time you're arrogant, just kill yourself."

Su Fengqing said calmly.

What surprised everyone was that Monk Yiqing nodded his head!

"Amitabha, sin sin"

"Next time, the old monk is willing to kill himself, not daring to dirty the hands of the holy envoy"

"From now on, the life of the old monk will be that of the holy envoy."

Yiqing's old face trembled slightly, and the look of fear on his face never dissipated.

Looking around, Su Fengqing sighed slightly when she saw that no one dared to vent her anger.

"Still have strength"

"If today, I am the great sage or even the quasi-emperor, how can I restrain myself like I am now?"

Yes,

From the moment Wan Jianzong came to find fault, he was murderous.

I never want to keep these people forever,
But. bondage a lot!

"I really didn't expect that people from the Sanshan League actually got in here."

Su Fengqing was raving in her heart.

The reason why the car stopped at a critical moment just now was because a bigger fish was found!
Li San,

The third head of the Zhongzhou Sanshan League, the sage Wang Jiuchongtian, is infinitely close to the great sage.

I remember that in the previous life, Li San came to Donghuang for the purpose of holding the soldier seal and the holy fire that was hidden by the moon worship.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

"Kill you, everyone should be honest, right?"

Her brows twitched, and the corners of Su Fengqing's mouth curled up in a cruel arc.

Suddenly, Su Fengqing looked at the trembling Qian Songyuan, and said with a smile:
"Senior, do you want to die?"

As soon as the words fell, several figures filled with holy power walked out of the space crack,

In a straight line, standing behind Su Fengqing,

At the gate, a plump beauty with a beautiful appearance and plain clothes came slowly.

Mu Lianxi!

"I also ask Su Sheng to be merciful, I don't want to die,"

Seeing so many people coming from the opposite side, Qian Songyuan couldn't lift his spirits anymore.

Immediately lowered his proud head, cupped his hands and cupped his fists and said:
"As long as the envoy Su Sheng is gracious, after the old man returns, he will definitely be determined to change the relationship between the two religions."

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After rambling on a lot, Qian Songyuan just asked to let it go.

"Kneel down and spare your life today."

Su Fengqing jokingly said,

"You only have one chance, if you choose wrong, you will die."

After saying that, Qian Songyuan, who was still a little hesitant, gritted his teeth and knelt down!
thump--

Under the gaze of Qu Qionglan's pale face, the elder who was strong enough to stand upright in his impression knelt down directly.

And the person who knelt down was none other than Su Fengqing, who she looked down on the most in the past!
"laugh."

"Waste is waste, so what's the use of a saint king?"

Su Fengqing sneered, with disdain written all over her face.

Too lazy to look at that annoying old face again, Su Fengqing took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Mr. Li San, when are you going to hide?"

boom!
As soon as these words came out, Qian Songyuan raised his head with a shock.

"Li San."

"Why is this name so familiar?"

Saints such as Zhuifeng and Lightning chanted this name thoughtfully.

The next moment, Su Fengqing raised her hand, pointed at the ordinary figure in the crowd of Wan Jianzong, and said with a smile:
"Hehe, what is Mr. Li San afraid of?"

"Do you really want me to drag you out?"