I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

The conflict was resolved simply like this. Su Zuo looked at their leaving figures and threw away the image stone in his hand with satisfaction.

"Junior sister, I brought something good."

Mu Yuzhou's voice suddenly appeared, and everyone except Su Zuo was shocked.

The disciples from the first domain stopped one after another.

Before the other party made a sound, they did not notice this person's appearance.

A young man walked up to Su Zuo, strolling leisurely.

Su Zuo's mouth twitched: "Senior brother..."

Others also noticed something was wrong and suddenly went a little crazy.

Some monsters are cautious by nature, and when hunting, they will not reveal anything unless they happen to attack and have to be exposed.

But at this moment, the pressure of the fourth-level monsters was already approaching.

Thick spiritual pressure, with a demonic aura that can no longer be concealed in anger.

good stuff? !

In this secret realm, which disciple's reaction when encountering a fourth-grade monster is not to hide as far away as possible, but to treat it as a good thing and show it to his fellow disciples?

Su Zuo looked calm on the surface, but was actually a little suffocated.

She knew that the Eighth Senior Brother was someone who liked to cause trouble, but she didn't expect that he would be at this level.

Three days after entering the secret realm, she had already escaped from the fourth-level monster twice.

This is the third time I have encountered a fourth-grade monster.

Did the Eighth Senior Brother want to give her a monster beast, or was he going to use her to give the monster a tooth as a sacrifice?

Mu Yuzhou finally had time to look at Meng Siguo: "Oh? Are there any helpers?"

Meng Si looked confused: "No, I'm not..."

"That would be easier. Let's go together. Your cultivation is quite good."

Mu Yuzhou glanced at the team in the first domain and boasted, "The others are not bad, but the first domain is just okay."

The disciples in the first domain had questions all over their faces.

An acquired-level first-level thinker that they are just making do?

Is this human talk?

Meng Si thought about it over and over again and was not sure where this person came from.

But who can be called Junior Sister Su Zuo?

Among his peers, some called him Junior Sister Su Zuo because of his age, but now there is no one who doesn't call her "Senior Sister".

After only a moment's delay, the monster's pressure was already close at hand.

A huge python appeared in front of everyone's eyes. It looked like a dragon. The shimmering black scales were dotted with silvery white, and the lines formed by chance were like the facial features of a human being crying.

Fourth-grade ghost crying python!

"Here it is."

Mu Yuzhou made a sound, and suddenly a sharp dark light popped out of his hand. It was not a magic weapon but some kind of sharp weapon. It struck the mouth and nose of the Ghost Crying Python and made a crisp sound.

"boom!"

An astonishing power exploded, and all the disciples of the first domain were bounced several feet away by the residual power of the explosive. However, they could not escape at this time, and no one was behind. It was more dangerous to leave their backs to the fourth-level monsters than to face the enemy head-on.

"Roar!"

The python roared.

The first time they arrived, the fourth-level monster noticed who had the highest attack power present.

The monk it had been chasing for a long time was weak but slippery and could not hit him at all. In its eyes, the scene at this time was that Mu Yuzhou had brought in reinforcements.

In order to vent his anger and eliminate the threat, the python jumped up like an arrow from the string in the next second, and bit Meng Si with its bloody mouth.

Su Zuo stood next to Mu Yuzhou. She did not fully display her martial arts cultivation and only showed her weak foundation-building spiritual veins. The monster ignored her.

The long sword in Meng Si's hand was faster than his thoughts. He unsheathed it and faced it. With a sharp look in his eyes, he shouted to his fellow disciples: "Get away!"

The Houtian realm is completely defenseless in front of the fourth-level monsters. Even if they attack, they will be scratched. The aftermath of the battle alone is enough to severely damage them.

It's the third day now, and there won't be anyone who wants to provoke a fourth-grade monster. It's one thing that it's hard to encounter, and it's also because after encountering it, even if you try your best to defeat it, your vitality will be severely damaged.

In the early stage, everyone's points are not progressing quickly, but in the later stage, there will always be a dark horse that suddenly breaks out.

A fourth-level monster has a score of 100,000 points.

And it’s not that the top rookie disciples don’t have ways to deal with it.

The final day was the moment when the results were revealed. Everyone worked tirelessly to sweep the secret realm. Some disciples with lower cultivation levels would also lend a hand in order to help their outstanding classmates win the championship.

But battles involving third-grade monsters and above are definitely not something that ordinary disciples can get involved in.

Three swords.

The sword is unsheathed.

Meng Simao was evenly matched with the fourth-grade monsters.

The disciples of the first domain who were watching were full of admiration. He fought against the fourth-level monsters alone with his Xiantian realm cultivation. When such a deed spreads out, many people will definitely exclaim.

With such a genius, Shenzong's heritage is evident.

Su Zuo narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's a real monster."

Mu Yuzhou thought thoughtfully: "No wonder. I took away its spiritual grass to attract it."

Su Zuo sighed: "I'd better fight it. Senior brother, please stop bullying it."

After saying that, she jumped up.

Mu Yuzhou: "..."

I want you to bully me, right?

Su Zuo originally wanted to follow the experience of his senior brothers and wait until the later stages and act according to the situation.

But there are only three things that can happen. It would be rude to hide when you encounter a third one.

Meng Si avoided the python's fangs and slashed it with his sword. Suddenly, he noticed that the python's body suddenly turned sideways, as if it had suffered a sudden blow.

Su Zuo landed on the treetop, looked directly at the monster with his dark eyes, and said casually: "Come on."

"Roar!"

The Ghostly Crying Python looked at her squarely for the first time, with a puzzled look in its blood-red eyes. It didn't understand why this ant-like human could affect it.

It opened its mouth and spit out a jet of dark light.

Su Zuo slashed with his sword, and the spiritual light spitted out by the Ghost Crying Python eroded the spiritual energy above the sword. It finally deflected under the light of the sword, cutting off half of the tree's shade and smashing it to the ground.

"Crash!"

"boom!"

Under the surprisingly powerful power of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the onlookers finally said in disbelief: "Sixth-level Martial Lord!"

"She is actually the sixth level?!"

"Why didn't the Second Domain take her under its wing?"

What kind of partial genius is this?

Even if you are an ordinary martial artist, your martial arteries will not reach the sixth level, and your spiritual veins will not even reach the Houtian realm.

Is this spiritual vein useless?

Meng Simo finally had a chance to breathe, and looked at Mu Yuzhou, who was standing not too far away but not too close, in disbelief: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

"Be brave and walk around." Mu Yuzhou said casually, "Do you still want to fight? This kind of training is rare. There are not many in the secret realm."

Meng Simao had nothing to say to the troublemaker. He was so angry that his chest was tight and he was short of breath. In an instant, his sword flew into the air, and he made a seal in his hand. The sword array composed of dozens of flying swords fell like raindrops on the strong snake skin, making a heart-wrenching sound. The sound of metal friction.

The disciples who were far away were frightened to see it.

"Is this a python? It's obviously about to turn into a dragon!"

"Fourth-grade monster! I never thought in my life that I would face a fourth-grade monster in the Houtian realm!"

"Are you right? I think you are the fastest..."

"It's over if you don't run! What's wrong with that man? Why did he run so far to bring trouble to Dongyang and now he's just standing there instead of hiding?"

The giant python stood up, and only part of its body was nearly three stories high. The young disciples looked extremely small in front of it.

The python's skin finally tore a little, revealing drops of blood.

Su Zuo jumped up behind the beast's head in two steps amid the surging spiritual pressure. At the same time, the sword was unsheathed and its tip fell straight down. She turned over and moved away, but the force of the sword did not slow down.

No one present had ever seen such sword skills.

The giant python let out a harsh scream, and black blood burst out from its eyes.