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

The forces occupying Pingquan Mountain did not receive any news of the loss of the Shang clan's territory, let alone take precautions.

When Su Zuo broke through their protective formation with an arrow, they didn't know who was suddenly attacking. When the monks from the Shang clan killed them, the bewildered guards fled in a short time.

The process of conquering Pingquan Mountain was very smooth, and the monks of the Shang clan worked hard enough.

In their opinion, although Shenzong's personnel are strong and domineering, in the final analysis they are not large in number, and many things need to be done by others and with the help of their hands.

Even if they lose part of their autonomy, it is beneficial for the Shang Clan to temporarily serve the Jietian Realm. Otherwise, their strength is not outstanding among the Immortal Clan, and it is no longer easy to defend the territory they previously occupied.

Nowadays, their relationship with the people of Shenzong can be regarded as an alliance at a grander scale, with mixed blessings and sorrows, and wealth and honor are gained in danger.

Su Zuo saw that the situation in Pingquan Mountain was stable and there was nothing she could do, so she went to take a look around.

"Senior brother."

Ni Chuanyun was talking to several monks from the Shang clan when he saw Su Zui coming over, and they looked at her together.

Su Zuo was wearing a black cassock with a low-key style, but the dark patterns on the skirt shone in the sunlight, making her look exquisite and luxurious.

The Immortal Clan monk couldn't see through her rank at a glance, and could only see clearly the long bow she was holding in her hand. It was obviously made by the Jiang Clan. He couldn't help but be surprised that Shenzong would give such a good bow to a young girl to practice. Nor is she afraid of hurting herself.

Ni Chuanyun saw the subtle expressions in everyone's eyes, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "Is the fight over?"

It is not an exaggeration to say that this little junior sister was raised by him, and she was not raised crookedly like several of his junior brothers. Ni Chuanyun watched her grow from a little girl to a high-level monk who is now feared by the immortal clan, and said that she was not honored. is fake.

"Downed." Su Zui picked up the heavy long bow in his hand, "This bow is not bad."

Ni Chuanyun said: "Just keep it."

"No need, senior brother, keep it." Su Zuo handed the long bow into his senior brother's hand and shook his head slightly. There was nothing wrong with the bow, but she didn't intend to practice it seriously, so it would be wasted if she kept it in her hand.

"How much space does Senior Brother plan to take over?" Su Zuo suddenly remembered the message and asked.

"All of them." Ni Chuanyun said. Seeing the surprise in Su Zuo's eyes, he smiled again, "Just kidding, just hit the border. Don't you want to go out of the border to have a look? How can you feel at ease when being stared at by other forces?"

Su Zuo looked at this beautiful scenery and said regretfully: "It's a pity that the route drawn by the third senior brother is not here."

"The place is not big now. Junior sister just needs to put this place into the formation." Ni Chuanyun pointed in a direction, "When senior brother solves the problem, you can directly use the prototype of the formation here."

Su Zuo took a closer look and saw that the formation on the ground was not broken at all: "That's fine."

If you add a little secretly, Third Senior Brother probably won't care.

Many foreign monks were used to expand the territory this time. Ni Chuanyun stopped taking action and restrained the leaders of the Shang clan.

Su Zuo stood for a while on the top of the hill with the best view. He had nothing else to do for the time being. He just had to wait for his senior brother to finish the fight and it would be almost over.

The sky in the ancient sea marrow realm is cloudless, azure and deep.

A middle-aged monk stood in the sky, constantly changing the seals in his hands. The huge totem behind him was dimly lit, connected with the invisible spiritual current, and constantly fed back to him.

Qin Yilu faced the opponent's various spiritual techniques, holding only a long sword in his hand. The blazing sword energy was still dazzling under the blue sky and white sun.

There was a roar, and the aftershock of the shattered spirit secret shook the young man's robe, but that was all, unable to cause any damage.

Suddenly, a sword energy struck directly at the middle-aged monk's face. The bright sword energy seemed as harmless as the sunlight reflected on the water, but the middle-aged monk knew that he could no longer avoid it and could only pick it up. He raised his hand to block a life-saving talisman that had been prepared for a long time.

The spiritual light burst out from his palm, and the spiritual shield that suddenly appeared was shattered by the sword energy. At the same time, his palms and fingers disappeared. The remaining sharp energy was directly cut off and dissipated, not even the blood mist was left.

He had more than just these means to save his life, and his lost right hand was not irreversible. But at this moment, there was only one ominous judgment left in his mind that was extremely clear. There was no way he could survive this calamity.

Death is coming!

Qin Yilu stood at the same place, neither far nor near, but did not draw his sword again. The corners of his lips curled up in a cold arc, like a sneer, and he said: "I will not kill those who surrender."

The middle-aged monk's pupils trembled: "Dream!"

Qin Yilu narrowed his eyes. His eyebrows were high, his eyes were narrow and golden, and his eyes looked evil. At first glance, he was definitely not a good person.

The middle-aged monk was frightened and thought he was just saying this casually to tease others. He even thought about his last words.

Qin Yilu frowned when he saw the heroic and righteous look on his face, and suddenly lowered his eyes to look at the people standing on the top of the mountain watching the battle.

The Shang clan monk knew that he was already in alliance with Shenzong and would not do anything to him, but he still subconsciously avoided his eyes.

Su Zuo blinked and sent a message to the second senior brother: "Senior brother, if you don't come forward, senior brother will have no choice but to beat people to death."

Ni Chuanyun also knew it well: "I'll go up and take a look."

He walked in the air and headed in that direction. The middle-aged monk's eyes became more alert.

Standing still in the air, Ni Chuanyun said a few words.

The middle-aged monk changed from half-belief and half-doubt to half-confidence, and finally made up his mind: "Since Shang Clan has already obeyed the orders of fellow Taoist, we can just wait..."

After a pause, he saluted and said, "I was reckless before, and I hope my Taoist friends will forgive me."

Ni Chuanyun raised his hand and said, "That's natural. Fellow Taoist, you don't need to be polite."

Although he said this, he did not actually stop the other party from saluting. The middle-aged monk also knew very well that what awaited him after this compromise was by no means an equal covenant.

Qin Yilu was watching from the side with his sword in his arms, his eyes seemed a little mocking, feeling that the other party was too timid.

The middle-aged monk stood up after saluting, and wanted to say something to Qin Yilu to ease the relationship, but Qin Yilu saw that he had no intention of fighting back, so he turned around and left.

The back is indifferent, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Su Zuo could also understand that others did not believe what the senior brother said. On the one hand, it was because they were not courageous enough. On the other hand, the senior brother really sounded like the kind of villain who gives people hope and then turns against him after the other party has hope. His tone was barely there. Sincerity, especially the smile, not only did not soften the temperament, but also made it worse.

In fact, Qin Yilu was just reading his lines without emotion, and he was reluctant because he didn't like reading lines and just wanted to be an emotionless thug.