The righteous female cultivator loves to act coquettishly, while the demon empress is very arrogant

Wu Chengji is really going crazy.

Every time he couldn't stand it anymore, Ran Bing would give him some breathing space, but he wouldn't let him relax for too long.

Wu Chengji really wished that he had gone crazy. Such torture was simply worse than death.

After finally repairing the barrier formation, Ruan Dongling and Ran Bing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ruan Dongling clapped her hands, looked at the activated border barrier, and said fiercely,

"If someone dares to destroy my border barrier next time, I will definitely chop his body into pieces and throw his soul into Xiaoyao Cauldron to be burned by hellfire every day!"

Setting up a big formation really takes a lot of energy and concentration.

After doing all this, the two of them were ready to go to Lingxiao Holy Land to find trouble.

Wu Chengji, who had been tortured and was dying, was kindly replaced by Ran Bing with the seventh-level hell fire.

The unprecedented sense of comfort made Wu Chengji sober up.

"Old man Wu, this time we are going to cause trouble for Shen Jiamao. Don't feel bad and don't meddle in other people's business!"

"I...I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood..." Wu Chengji was a little weak when he spoke.

Not to mention feeling sorry for Shen Jiamao, even if he cut Shen Jiamao into eight pieces, Wu Chengji would clap and applaud.

If he hadn't been unable to get out, his method of dealing with Shen Jiamao would have been ten times more cruel than Ruan Dongling!

Now Wu Chengji has blamed Shen Jiamao for his tragic experience.

If Shen Jiamao hadn't done nothing, how could he have fallen to this point now!

When Ruan Dongling and Ran Bing arrived at Lingxiao Holy Land, the gate of the Holy Land was still closed.

Ruan Dongling swaggered to the mountain gate and kicked the door open with one kick.

Facing the protective formation at the foot of the mountain, Ruan Dongling drove straight in. As if entering a deserted place, he quickly reached the top of the mountain.

After Ruan Dongling and the two broke into the Holy Land, someone quickly ran to the Holy Land Hall and reported the matter to the Holy Land Deacon Shen Jiamao.

Ruan Dongling knew that someone reported the news, but didn't care.

That was what she put there specifically to see how Shen Jiamao would handle this matter.

Unexpectedly, before Ruan Dongling and Ran Bing climbed to the top of the mountain, a large number of Holy Land disciples appeared and aimed their swords at them.

"Who dares to come to my Holy Land of Lingxiao to act so recklessly! You simply don't know how to live or die!"

Shen Jiamao is only in the Divine Transformation realm, and can be regarded as the lowest-level deacon among the nine Holy Lands of Lingxiao.

His white clothes were fluttering, his face was slender, and he had an air of immortality.

He walked out with his sword and stood on the steps, looking down at Ran Bing and Ruan Dongling with angry expressions on his face.

"Oh, Deacon Shen is so majestic!" Ruan Dongling carried a huge spear on one shoulder.

Compared with this spear, Ruan Dongling's figure looks particularly petite.

The reason why she didn't use the Chixiao Sword was because Ruan Dongling felt that her big treasure was not needed in such a small scene.

This spear is long and has the right weight. It can be swung with great force. In Ruan Dongling's hands, it will die if it touches or rubs against it.

She ignored the numerous swords aimed at the two of them and walked straight up.

The disciples of Lingxiao Holy Land began to retreat one after another.

The faces of these young disciples were all filled with fear.

It's not that they want to retreat, it's that the swords in their hands can't thrust out at all!

Even as the woman moved, even the air seemed to push them, making their bodies move backwards involuntarily.

However, Shen Jiamao didn't see anything unusual yet.

He naturally knew Ruan Dongling, and at this time he also felt the pressure coming from Ruan Dongling.

He has already received the news. It is said that this woman has now reached the Mahayana realm.

But what about the Mahayana realm cultivation? He is the deacon of Lingxiao Holy Land and the law enforcer of Liuyang Continent. Their Lingxiao Holy Land also has the Earth Immortal Ancestor sitting in charge, so this woman does not dare to act recklessly.

Shen Jiamao probably guessed why this woman came.

I guess it was the two incidents in Zhenwu Prefecture that kept them behind closed doors.

But Shen Jiamao thought about it and felt that he had done nothing wrong.

Their Lingxiao Holy Land itself is a neutral force and will not participate in the struggle of any force.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamao became more confident.

Seeing Ruan Dongling walking up the steps, she also looked solemn and said to the sword-wielding disciples around her, "What are you doing here? Stop her!"

In Shen Jiamao's eyes now, he could only see Ruan Dongling, because Ran Bing had restrained all his aura and looked like he was a monk in the Nascent Soul realm.

Ran Bing, who was walking behind Ruan Dongling, deliberately blurred his face and used secret techniques to minimize his presence.

So even though there were two people, everyone's eyes fell on Ruan Dongling.

Ruan Dongling ignored the others and lazily held the huge spear with one hand. The tip of the spear pointed at Shen Jiamao and said, "When Zhenwu Prefecture is in trouble, why do you stay behind closed doors?"

"The mortal beings are devastated and their blood flows into rivers. The mountains and rivers are in turmoil. Why are you indifferent?"

Shen Jiamao looked angry and snorted coldly, "What does it have to do with me? What does it have to do with my Lingxiao Holy Land?"

"The ten-year disaster of monsters was not caused by our Lingxiao Holy Land! Our Holy Land itself is a neutral force, so what's wrong with staying behind closed doors?"

"The root of everything lies with your Tianyuan Sect! If Ding Chengyang, a reckless man, hadn't unlocked the seal of the Demon Suppression Tower, where would the disaster of the monsters have come from?"

"Oh, the old guy has a sharp tongue!"

"Then don't you know that the reason why there are monsters and monsters is because people from other states bully my true martial state?"

"If there was no other way, how could my master unlock the seal of the Demon Suppressing Tower?"

"All the sects in Zhenwu Prefecture know that they work together and are united. Even if they are not strong enough, they are not afraid of death and are willing to sacrifice their lives for Zhenwu Prefecture!"

"In the past ten years, all the monks in my True Martial Province have been injured by the monster beasts, and their overall cultivation has declined instead of advancing! Where were you at that time?"

"Is it possible that our Zhenwu Prefecture Sect has given you less offerings over the years? Or is the location of your holy land inferior?"

"You, Lingxiao Holy Land, occupy the manhole and don't poop, and you still have the nerve to shout here?"

"That's because your Zhenwuzhou skills are inferior to others! The situation is no better than others, so why is it surprising that you were bullied?" Shen Jiamao's face was full of ridicule, but he didn't feel any regret at all.

Ruan Dongling laughed in anger, and nodded, "Very good, your skills are not as good as others, right? You use your power to overwhelm others, right?"

"Then I will make it happen for you today! Humph!"

Ruan Dongling snorted coldly, and all the Lingxiao Holy Land disciples who had gathered around were blown away by a layer of spiritual energy waves!

Ruan Dongling didn't waste any time talking to the old guy. He jumped up with a wave of his spear and stabbed Shen Jiamao with one spear!

Shen Jiamao wanted to resist, he wanted to raise his sword to resist, but he couldn't move!