The first fairy of the United States

"Hurry up and release me, Master Gou Chen, or you will die without a burial place!"

"That's right, release our palace master quickly!"

"You shameless kid!"

"..."

Gou Chendian, who was wary of staying away from the Qiankun Cauldron, was also yelling at Ye Wentian at this moment, wishing they could skin the unethical Ye Wentian and cramp him.

"Isn't she a saint?" Ye Wentian was slightly confused.

"Who told you that the palace master can't be a saint?! Let's go to Chen Palace... bah~ Mad, you little bastard, don't change the subject, and release our palace master!"

"..."

Hearing Ye Wentian's confused question, a soul cultivator on the other side of Chen Hall, covered in black robes and with black smoke covering his face, prepared to explain in a serious manner.

But halfway through, he reacted and changed the topic again, which made Ye Wentian feel very funny.

"Boom~Boom!"

"Boom~boom~boom..."

"Let you talk more! Let you talk more!..."

Ye Wentian was too lazy to pay attention to this group of Gou Chendian's men who could not even transform into gods. He directly aimed at Xiang Yao and backhanded him with a three-hundred-foot sword energy glowing with a deep blue light.

The sword energy spanned the distance between the four snake heads, but it could only leave a clear white mark between its many necks, and even the scales could not be broken.

On the contrary, the force of the counter-shock knocked Xiang Yao back half his body. Ye Wentian cursed angrily and struck out more than a dozen sword energy in a row.

It wasn't until Xiang Yao was blasted more than ten kilometers away that Ye Wentian seemed to have finished venting his anger and slowly stopped such seemingly ineffective attacks.

This sudden attack scared the demons of the Ten Thousand Demons Immortal Sect and hurriedly avoided them, fearing that they would be accidentally injured by Ye Wentian.

After all, they are just a group of demons and ghosts in the innate realm, but they will never be able to withstand attacks that can only be considered as tickling to Xiang Yao. Once they are hit or scratched, they will most likely die on the spot.

"Shameless brat, you have completely pissed me off... Hmm, let me go, what do you want to do?! "

"..."

Just when Xiang Yao had just regained his composure, all nine of them roared angrily at Ye Wentian in unison.

Ye Wentian stood on the spot, his expression turned from comfortable to a bit solemn, and he instantly shrank to a small distance and came behind Xiang Yao.

He grabbed the snake's tail with his hand, and then flew straight into the sky. Xiang Yao was forcibly dragged by Ye Wentian, and his words were directly interrupted by the strong agitated airflow.

After being dragged up by Ye Wentian for tens of kilometers, Xiang Yao regained his language ability and turned to ask in surprise.

The fundamental reason that prompted Ye Wentian to do what he did was precisely because he had just received a mental message from the Qiankun Cauldron, which roughly meant that he could only trap Murong Xiaoxiao for a quarter of an hour.

Ye Wentian, who understood that time was tight, could only forcefully take Xiang Yao away from Qingcheng Mountain. If there was really a fierce battle here, I am afraid that not even a few people would survive in the end...

While Ye Wentian dragged Xiang Yao up to fly up, he also left an instruction:

"Brother Zhao! I'll leave this place to you from now on~"

"..."

When the voice reached the ears of Zhao Zheng and his fellow monks, Ye Wentian had already dragged Xiang Yao up to a very far distance.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zheng just stared coldly at the two camps in mid-air, and then restored his true appearance as a Hanban in the blink of an eye.

The armor, the corpse teeth... even the bloodthirsty red eyes, as well as the constant high temperature all over the body, seemed to have the intention of burning the sky and boiling the sea, which made everyone in the Ten Thousand Demons Immortal Sect and Gouchen Palace feel frightened.

"Palace Master Gouchen is trapped, and Master Xiangyao is also obsessed with that shameless boy! How should we deal with it now?"

After transforming into a black-faced, strong-bodied bear spirit, he solemnly asked for advice from an unknown bird monster that was as big as a palm and had colorful feathers on its body.

"The Sect Master's Blood Light Nether Spring Poison Code has been cultivated to the seventh level. His body is so strong that it can withstand spiritual weapons and is extremely difficult to be injured. When the Sect Master's Poison Domain is used, that kid will be completely corroded.

A mere drought demon cannot withstand our siege at all. When the sect leader comes back and sees that the monastic community has been captured, he will definitely be very happy, but he doesn't know where Gouchen Palace is..."

"..."

A similar dialogue also existed at Gouchen Hall. After the discussion was almost complete, both sides made moves to prepare for an attack at the same time.

Transforming forms, taking out weapons... just waiting for the orders from their temporary supreme commanders, the Ten Thousand Demons Immortal Sect and the Gouchen Palace will take action together.

For Gou Chendian, even though Murong Xiaoxiao's attitude towards the monastic world was a bit unclear before, now that he was trapped by Ye Wentian's sneak attack, he had truly forged a grudge.

So there is no need to say more about what choice to make next, even if Murong Xiaoxiao really doesn't intend to take action against the monastic world.

But by the time she gets out of trouble, it will probably be a done deal, and everyone in the Gouchen Palace believes that Murong Xiaoxiao will understand.

"How...how could Mr. Zhao...be a drought demon?!"

"You Qingcheng Mountain actually harbors such a monster, what crime should you deserve?!"

“It’s like knowing people, faces but not hearts~”

"With what you have done in Qingcheng Mountain, are you worthy of being the leader of the righteous path?!"

"That's right, I, Wujiyuan, are ashamed to be in the company of you and others!"

"..."

The Wanyao Immortal Sect and Gouchen Palace have not yet taken action, but the fellow monks on the platform below are already making a noise.

Almost everyone was mocking Zhao Zheng and Qingcheng Shan openly or covertly, and the viciousness of their words would definitely shock those who knew them well.

If Zhao Zheng hadn't been thinking about how to deal with the Ten Thousand Demons Immortal Sect and Gouchen Palace in the future, someone would definitely point at Master Liuyun's nose and yell at him to get out of the monastic world...

Such an untimely crusade was really a joke. Seeing this, the Ten Thousand Demons Immortal Sect and Gouchen Palace were no longer in a hurry to take action, and were ready to wait for the monastic community to have internal strife for a while.

And they all showed a look of contempt, and they all made a general evaluation of the monastic world in their hearts.

There are many well-known and powerful people among those who speak out against it, and only a few people are truly sensible.

Some of them did not add insult to injury just because they were on good terms with the Qingcheng Ancestral Court or had an old relationship with Liuyun Temple Master, but in fact, they did not have any good feelings towards Zhao Zheng in their hearts.

For example, Wudang, Shenxiao, Shushan, Chongyang, etc., only a few such as Qingcheng, Qingwei, Maoshan, etc. really know the inside story...

Hearing such a large amount of verbal criticism, Master Liuyun almost lost his temper on the spot.

I am not angry about the right or wrong of this matter, but I am angry at the lack of sense of propriety among these people in the monastic world.

At this moment, the monastic world is in a critical situation. To act so recklessly is a small joke for the Ten Thousand Demons Immortal Sect and Gouchen Palace, but it would be a big deal for Zhao Zhengqi to leave.

If there is no strong man standing in front of us, how can you rabble survive in the hands of more than 400 innates? !

Thinking of this, Master Liuyun suddenly felt uneasy, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Zheng, secretly praying in his heart that he would not act out of emotion.

If Ye Wentian were present at this moment, he would probably be so angry that the Three Corpse Gods would jump into a rage, and secretly draw a clear line with these people who spoke out, or even give up and not care about the lives of these people.