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

In front of the monks from other sects, everyone in the Wuming Shen Sect was shocked, but on the surface they were not surprised.

Observing Shenzong's indifference, others sighed in their hearts: "As expected of Shenzong..."

"If the disciples of my sect contracted with the Small World... that's all. How can a small sect get resources like the Small World?"

"At such a young age, he can actually refine the world spirit of a small world. It's really amazing!"

"The foundation of Shenzong is truly unfathomable..."

One of the monks felt that he had seen through everything and said with emotion: "It seems that you don't know who this young disciple is. He is the disciple of Lord Luo of the Divine Sect. He is still of this age. Isn't this the legendary eldest lady of the Su family? "

"Even the Holy Son and Holy Lady of the Holy Land could only lose two against one under her hands. Is it any wonder that she can refine the small world?"

Another monk hesitated: "It's just that the Su family doesn't have any descendants who can refine world spirits!"

"It is unprecedented for the Su family to have such an ugly quarrel with their own talented youngster..."

The series of things that happened after Xihe Holy Land participated in the Shenzong Initiation Ceremony for the first time has been publicized by many onlookers and has long been known to everyone.

Many monks would not dare to speak out against the Su family in public. At most, they would say it behind their backs and give a few tacit glances at this moment.

Could it be that the Su family is stupid?

In such a short period of time, Su Zuo's spiritual roots were restored, and they were even strong enough to refine world spirits. If she had practiced this way since she was a child, what would her achievements be?

When everyone was talking, an elder from Shenzong said: "Stepping out of this small world is the lair of this group of ghost cultivators. Please wait here for a while until the ghost cultivators are dealt with before going out."

A monk immediately said: "Suppressing evil cultivators is a big deal. I must do my best to solve the plot! Otherwise, what is the use of this cultivation?"

Another person also said: "Why are you so polite? I want to go to the ghost cultivator's lair to avenge my previous shame!"

Elder Shenzong: "..."

This is not to be polite, it is not because I am afraid that someone will be caught and have to be rescued again.

The location of the battlefield is where the exit of the small world opens. With the help of world spirits, there is no need for the monks to use spiritual power to forcefully open the exit.

The space was changing under the invisible force. Su Zuo felt the changes in the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and was a little curious. This power seems to be very similar to the power that the master uses to destroy space in order to save a few steps, but the world spirit is also ridiculously weak.

World Spirit: "I burned more than 90% of my origin before escaping! More than 90%! It's good if I can still jump!"

Su Zuo: "...Yeah."

Xiaojian added: "You're not a complete loser, but you're still mentally disabled!"

World Spirit: "..."

The exit took shape and everyone walked out of the small world.

In front of you is a bleak building. There are traces of repairs on the thick city wall in the distance, which seems to be the old site of the ancient city.

The yellow sand is long and the ghost fog is surging.

The exit connecting the small world to the ghost town was sealed by the formation, and vague discussions came in, with the background sound being the noise of war and chaos.

"Have you found the sword cultivator?"

"no!"

"Several ghost kings are hunting!"

"Something happened to the Yinggui King who controls the small world. What should we do?"

After hearing a few words, an elder sword cultivator received the hint from Elder Jin's eyes and drew his sword. The sharp sword energy was instantly unsheathed and broke the formation.

boom!

The people outside did not expect that the formation was suddenly broken, and looked in horror: "Fuck!"

This time it was not a sword cultivator, but a group of sword cultivators.

what happened?

When Su Zuo was about to join in the fun, a hand stopped him and pointed in the direction: "Go that way."

She looked up and saw her senior brother's cold eyebrows. The look in his eyes could only be said to be unprecedentedly troublesome.

"Okay." Su Zuo pulled Huan Miao in the direction he pointed.

It was already good that she wasn't allowed to sit in the small world, so Su Zui gave up as soon as she got the chance.

Walking on the road, Huan Miao looked around: "Can anyone live in this place?"

This huge city-state was built in the middle of the desert, where the air was dry and hot, and the aura was thin.

Su Zuo clicked his tongue and sighed: "Of course such a big house can accommodate people. They live well."

It's pretty good compared to prisoners, and much better than the apocalypse.

After walking for a while, Huan Miao noticed the corpses on the side of the road and became a little nervous: "Let's compete to see who can kill more."

She originally thought they were the bones of a small monster, but upon closer inspection she realized they were children. There were so many similar bones that people didn't dare to look closely.

Su Zuo: "Okay."

After walking around, Su Zuo couldn't help but find that the direction chosen by the senior brother was very well-intentioned, and there wasn't even a ghost.

Until there was some movement in the distance, Su Zuo immediately hid in the shadows of the wall and looked at Huan Miao.

The other party is coming in this direction.

Not long after, the voice of the ghost cultivator got closer and closer, and he was very broken: "How can a good sect kill people so fiercely!"

"You said Wu Ming Shen Sect is a good sect? Did you raise ghosts and keep yourself stupid until your brain was eaten? You actually said Wu Ming Shen Sect is a good sect!"

"Don't you understand I'm being sarcastic? A monk from a good sect will start killing people without even saying hello? What about surrendering? What about paying homage first and then fighting?"

"Soliciting surrender and paying homage first and then fighting are useless! So aren't the righteous people who tried to kill us before dead?"

Su Zuo: "..."

No wonder even the first domain, which is very face-saving when competing, would just kill ghost cultivators when they met.

It turns out that a lesson was learned.

As long as you don't reason with evil cultivators, you won't fall over because of routines.

Huan Miao pointed at a ghost cultivator, indicating one for each.

"There is someone here too!"

The ghost cultivator suddenly noticed something, and his expression suddenly became sharp. Many ghosts suddenly appeared, and their shadows melted into the thick fog of the ghost city.

However, the other party did not show the slightest fear. The flying knife that concealed the intention of the sword suddenly appeared and locked onto his vital point in an instant, hitting it with one blow.

I don't know if it was caused by the original Yin energy of the ghost city, or for some other reason, but he actually felt that the evil energy in the knife was heavier than that of the ghost.

Before the two ghost cultivators had time to see them clearly, they died and their bodies were devoured by the evil ghosts they summoned.

Su Zuo: "Huh? It's better than what I encountered before."

Huan Miao: "It should be a small fish or shrimp that escaped from the elders."

More ghost cultivators gathered on the battlefield in the center of the ghost city. The ghost tactics and sword shadows cleared away the ghost fog, which was extremely shocking from a distance.

Several ghost cultivators dressed in black fought in the air. There seemed to be a subtle connection between offense and defense, and their combat power was enhanced.

They risk their lives to obey orders, not because of loyalty, but because the consequences of betrayal will be worse than death.

In the hands of ghost cultivators, turning death into a spirit body is just the beginning of utilization.

boom!

Under the light of the sword, the black mist suddenly broke, and a ghost cultivator screamed and fell into the ghost tide, and the formation was in chaos!

The leader, the Ghost King of Wei, lowered his eyebrows and said with ferocious eyes: "Please, the true emperor!"

True emperor!

Hearing this title, many ghost cultivators present who lacked fighting spirit perked up. The Ghost Realm Emperor is not only a shock to them, but now it is their hope for a comeback.

As a powerful leader who can command many ghost cultivators, the True Emperor's true form has never seen the beginning or end of a dragon. With just one incarnation, he can make many powerful ghost kings surrender.