Three streets from Zhenyu Pavilion, a storefront is nearly a hundred feet wide, nine floors above and below. Each floor is nine feet high. Cat Dragon and Xian Shengling Jun are surrounded by crowds. Countless onlookers pointed and chirped, and whispered to the people coming behind, describing how Cat Dragon opened its mouth and swallowed Yunwuqi, who was sitting in the Qingyaxing, who was sitting in the Qingyao Star.

Yun Wuqi, who was in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, had no power to resist and was swallowed by the catfish in one bite. In the eyes of onlookers, the catfish was simply a fierce and powerful monster. He was a monster who had no idea where to come out to make trouble.

But the monster's belt was still hanging from the Yunhua Sect disciple's waist sign, which surprised everyone present.

When Wuqi and Princess Zhengle arrived, nearly a hundred cultivators with cultivation ranging from the early stage of the Yuanshen to the peak of the innate level were tensely surrounding Xiansheng Spirit Lord and the catfish. The only cultivator in the early stage of the Yuanshen was gritting his teeth and his eyes were red and roaring: "No matter what your origin is, you will kill Master Yun, you will be a death sentence! Death is not enough to offset your great sin!"

The Shengling Jun looked gloomy and silent. He stretched out his hands to protect the pair of petite girls who were trembling behind him.

The catfish shook his big head and giggled at the early stage disciple of the Qiyong Sect, "It's not that I killed it, it's that I ate it! Killing people requires blood, it's that I ate it, it's that? My aunt eats people but not that I ate it, it's that I ate it!"

Open his mouth, with a few dragon beards swaying at the corner of his mouth, and the catfish said with his hands behind his back: "Your young man is not a good person. He comes to consign spiritual medicine. He embezzles the little girl's spiritual medicine, but he still wants to catch him to make a furnace! Alas, don't think that my aunt is stupid. If you ask the little girl to make a furnace, is there any better? You've been made into a mummy after a few days of trouble? This is not possible!"

The big hand gently patted the two girls tremblingly hiding behind the Shengling Lord. The catfish smiled and said, "Look, how could such a good girl be harmed by your bastard?"

Wuqi violently separated the crowd and happened to hear the words of the catfish. Those onlookers who were watching the fun were separated by Wuqi. Several angry Jindan monks cursed: "Where did Hunsibiu come from? What are you trying to squeeze your uncle?"

These Jindan Immortals cursed badly. Wuqi glared at her eyes before she could speak. Princess Zhengle had already picked up a big man and slapped him in the face. She slapped the big man in the face and didn't know where he was. Then Princess Zhengle threw it away and used a powerful god and demon forbidden method inherited from her mother's bloodline, and threw him out more than ten miles away.

He patted his hands gently, Princess Junle rolled her eyes and snorted coldly: "Who is not convinced? I can convince him!"

The colorful auspicious light circled faintly in the eyes, and the huge mental pressure made the onlookers around him lower their heads and dared not say anything.

Wuqi raised a thumbs up at Princess Zhengle and exclaimed: "Beautiful job!"

Princess Zhengle smiled sweetly, she took out a white handkerchief and wiped her hands, then threw the handkerchief on the ground, then followed Wuqi into the circle of people and stood beside the catfish. Wuqi looked at the disciples of Qiying Sect who were tense around him and said coldly: "What's going on? You Qiying Sect, um, Luo Lingge, what do you want to do? Do you want to attack my Yuanhua Sect disciple?"

The early stage cultivator of Qiyong Sect shouted loudly: "Junior, your Yuanhua Sect disciple killed Mr. Yun, you..."

Wuqi flashed, and a phantom rushed out behind him, a demon god puppet shot up, and slapped hard on the face of the early stage monk in the Yuanshen. With a crisp "splash", half of the monk's face was scattered, and he fell heavily to the ground with a terrifying howl.

The Puppet of the Yuanshen is originally a treasure that guards the mountain gate made by ancient masters. After Wuqi's painstaking training, these Puppets of the Yuanshen have now practiced the Powerful God and Demon Fighting Heaven Art to the peak of the Yuanshen, which is exactly the same as Wuqi's fake baby realm. They have been nourished by the innate Wu Earth essence and swallowed countless rare metal materials in the secret library of the Dayan Dynasty. Their bodies are a hundred times stronger than Wuqi's physical body strengthened by Xuanyin True Water, let alone this ordinary early stage cultivator?

This slap is like hitting tofu with an iron hammer. The iron hammer is naturally safe, and the tofu is naturally broken into tofu scraps.

The soul monk, whose face was shattered, screamed at Wuqi, and he trembled and shouted, "You, you are bold!"

Wuqi looked at the cultivator of the soul coldly, and his thoughts shook. The demon god puppet suddenly rushed out and grabbed the cultivator's neck, twisting it into a twisted shape with a "crack". A bloody soul flew into the sky with a howl, and a big tongue rolled over from the slant. The catfish stretched out its tongue to wrap the cultivator's soul into its mouth, and swallowed it into its stomach with a gurgle.

After patting his belly, the catfish said in a silly voice: "It's not bad, it tastes good, it tastes better than the Yunwuqi who had lost his body just now."

In front of so many people, the catfish dragon was instigated to swallow the soul monks of Qiying Sect. Wuqi then squeezed out a smile and looked at the Qiying Sect monks who were stunned and trembling all over: "Actually, I want to say, this is a misunderstanding!"

A Qiyong Sect Nascent Soul Cultivator jumped up suddenly, and he roared angrily: "It's not a misunderstanding!"

With a "puff" sound, another demon god puppet behind Wuqi rushed out, rushing to the front of the Nascent Soul monk like lightning, punching through his heart, and taking out his Nascent Soul with one claw. The catfish was not polite, and swallowed the Nascent Soul into his stomach with another mouthful.

Wuqi nodded with a smile and said, "I said it, this is a fucking misunderstanding!"

His eyes cold, Wuqi said in a cold voice: "Master, I said this is a misunderstanding. Who has any other opinions?"

With his fingers moved, a hundred golden elixir-level Longbo people rushed out of the Yuling ring and strided towards the surrounding markets, completely blocking the neighbors. Phantoms behind Wuqi flashed out one after another, and other demon puppets also walked out one after another, turning into Taoist shapes with different appearances, and patrolling the sky with clouds. Wuqi's spiritual sense spread, instantly covering the neighbors nearby, and grasping everyone's every move in his heart.

Princess Zhengle even flashed in her eyes. She chanted the spell softly, and the dark air rose from the ground. Countless ghosts flew into the sky with shrill roars, completely surrounding the neighbors nearby.

All the people in the Qiye Monroe Lingge were dumbfounded. They looked at Wuqi, who blocked the neighbors in horror, and shouted sternly: "What do you want to do? This is Qingya Xianfang, what do you want to do? There are so many fellow Taoists here, they won't, and they won't let you go!"

Wuqi snorted coldly, and he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "There are always so many bastards in the world. They do some bastards, but they are killed and they will provoke more bastards! My friend ate your Master Yun, and Qiyong Sect will definitely not give up. What else can I do? Qiyong Sect, I really don't have the strength to fight them now!"

The cultivators watching around were filled with coldness. They suddenly began to regret why they ran so fast to watch the fun. Wuqi blocked the neighbors. What did he want to do? Kill people to silence them? But this is Qingya Fairy House, and he could not kill all witnesses. Unless he washed Qingya Fairy House and killed everyone, he would definitely not escape the revenge of the strange gang.

Wuqi lowered his head and pondered for a moment. He took out a large number of pens, ink, paper and inkstone from the Black Dragon Spirit Ring. He said in a deep voice: "People who do not want to die will bully Yunwuqi's behavior of bullying men and women and bullying the market, as well as the catfish dragon's injustice to protect the victims, but Yunwuqi was forced to defend himself step by step and forced to take action to defend himself. I dictately, you wrote it wrong, kill!"

The monks who were watching rolled their eyes at the same time, saying, "You dictate and write, aren't you what you say?"

A disciple of the Qiying Sect from Luo Ling Pavilion suddenly shouted: "Everyone escapes separately..."

Before he finished speaking, Wuqi's thoughts moved, and the earth's center's primordial power rushed out of the ground, trapping the man's body heavily. Thousands of huge pressure were applied to him. The first-class Jindan monk let out a scream, and his body suddenly collapsed and turned into a piece of meat pie spread flat on the ground. Blood splattered everywhere, and his golden pie was crushed into a pancake by the huge Yuanqi pressure.

Wuqi looked at the disciples of Qiying Sect gently, and he smiled and said, "Your Master Yun robbed the spiritual grass and forced the robbery of the villain. You are also a bastard for the tiger. I will kill you and have no guilt at all. Either write down the detailed story of the matter according to my words, or you will all die here."

Many monks in Luoling Pavilion looked at me and I looked at you. While he was stunned, Wuqi's fingertips moved, and another sword light shot out. Three monks at the peak of innateness were cut off their heads, and the blood in their necks rushed high.

No one dared to say anything anymore. Nearly a thousand monks lay neatly on the ground, holding their pens and ink in their hands, and wrote down the detailed story of the matter in a stroke according to Wuqi's oral statement. In Wuqi's description, Yunwuqi robbed the spiritual grass and robbed the civilian women. It was really an unforgivable evil man, Tianzi No. 1. He was eliminated, and all the onlookers applauded and cheered and claimed to be happy.

Especially those disciples of the Qiying Sect in Luoling Pavilion, under Wuqi's forced, they wrote down some similar dirty things that Yun Wuqi had done before, one by one, one by one, and incredibly detailed.

Princess Zhengle pulled two twin girls in her early 10s to comfort her. She took out her handkerchief and wiped the cheeks of the two girls. However, she was a pair of beautiful and cute and energetic good people. They only had extremely shallow cultivation, probably the level of getting started with Qi Refining. Their hands were spotted with calluses and wounds, which were clearly traces left by climbing the cliff with mountain vines and wild grass in the mountains and forests.

Wuqi looked at the two girls who were too frightened, holding Princess Zhengle's little hand on the left and right, and roared to the sky: "Yun Wuqi, you are simply not a fucking human! You can also do such a little girl to harm others? Such a crazy scum should have died long ago!"

Wuqi's roar was called a righteous and righteous person. The monks who were lying on the ground to write their confessions almost cried. Once this confession was used as evidence by Wuqi and they had bloody handprints on it, they would have completely offended the Qiqianmen!

Just when these monks were about to cry and wished to commit suicide, hundreds of sword lights shot up from afar.

The voice of the Baique Taoist sounded from afar: "Who dares to make trouble in Qingya Xianfang?"

A few muffled groans sounded, and the Long Bo people who were sent outside Wuqi were forced back by the sword energy. Long Yuan, who was leading the sword energy, was beaten all over with blood.
Chapter completed!