Yan Meijiao frowned and said, "Mu Lingqing, life is at stake, how can we push it back? Since the leader cannot leave the seclusion, the elder, as the inspector of the side sect, also has the right to deal with the disciples. Do you want to stop him?"

Mu Lingqing shook her head, and naturally it was impossible for Yan Meijiao to let Yan Weijiao speak nonsense. After all, when Chu Tianming punished his disciples, she happened to be present. She knew very well what happened between Chu Tianming and Zi Qiuyun and Shen Wen.

At this moment, Xiaoyin came to Chu Tianming's side. She was also an experienced person in three things. "Nonsense, you black-faced old man is so bad that you are full of bad words! When my son dealt with people, I was all present. The first time was that the person from your side wanted to steal my things, the second time was that this person wanted to steal my son's carriage, and the third time, the third time was that the most excessive!"

When Xiaoyin was speaking, his fingers streaked across the people present one by one, and finally fell on Shen Wen. "The fire spirit spikes and Lanheji in the spiritual field were all planted by my son and sweeping grandfather. Now, Shen Wen took it on his head with a word of "discovery" and offered it to Zi Qiuyun, asking him to share with you. This kind of robber behavior is really shameless, it is really ridiculous! You even claim to be the leader of the side sect, which is really shameless! You, the elder of the side sect, are even more birds of the same kind, and you are not discriminating. You are the two sins of the two sins of the words. I think you are doing more than two sins of the things you have done in your own way!"

Yan Meijiao's face turned black and his body trembled with anger. He narrowed into a slit of his eyes, full of murderous aura, "Hehe... What a sharp-tongued little maid, I almost believe this. But as Chu Tianming's maid, you are naturally helping him speak, saying the word "spoken" is. When you say me, can't you also talk to yourself? Who else, and who else wants to argue? Let's stand up together and let me see how many accomplices there are!"

The scene suddenly became quiet, and the elders came out, and naturally they were under pressure. The orthodox disciples were silent one by one, for fear that Chu Tianming would be pulled onto a boat.

Zi Qiuyun looked proud and said, "Look at your chief disciple, you really look like a mouse crossing the street."

At this time, Mu Lingqing sneered, pointed to a corner of the spiritual field, and said, "That piece is planted by me. Should Elder Yan also be punished together?"

Everyone was shocked and thought to myself, was what Chu Tianming said true?

They immediately looked and saw that in a corner of the spiritual field, there were indeed some spiritual plants of higher grades. Of course, the growth of those spiritual plants did not seem to be very strong.

Elder Yan's eyes twitched, thinking that Mu Lingqing was determined to stand on the same front with Chu Tianming.

Although Mu Lingqing has the Dean Peak Master behind Yao Peak, he is not afraid. Behind him is not only the chief elders of the side, but also the Lord Lei of the Baoxiang National Highway. If he really wants to tear his face, he will be able to leave and escape back to Baoxiang Country.

Yan Meijiao is the elder of the side gate who has close contact with the Lord Lei of Baoxiang National Highway, and is also the real backer of Zi Qiuyun in the side gate.

"Hmph! Since you, Mu Lingqing, have to come and pick up this broken jar, the elder doesn't mind making you a piece of shit!"

As for this, anyone who has some eyesight here understands it - Zi Qiuyun is really determined to kill Chu Tianming. Shen Wen and Yan Meijiao are all people he brought to deal with Chu Tianming. Although it only took an incense stick since he met Chu Tianming, he had already deeply led Chu Tianming into the quagmire he laid.

At this moment, anyone who wants to help Chu Tianming has to care whether he will fall into it.

A solemn expression appeared on Mu Lingqing's pretty face, and she said in a deep voice: "If you want to accuse me, why not worry? If Elder Yan really wants to accuse me and my senior brother, then I have to use my superficial cultivation to learn about Elder Yan's western wind technique."

"Hahaha..." Yan Meijiao laughed to the sky, his robe was even more wind-free, "Mu Lingqing, you really want to join Chu Tianming in the same way to solve the whisper of this elder. That elder can only replace your master and discipline you a little."

After saying that, a majestic aura erupted from the stern and short body of Meijiao. Six sources of energy could be vaguely seen around him, and in his body, the fire of the life furnace was burning, and the Tao was flying above the Tao platform.

A monk at the peak of the platform building realm has natural suppression on the lower level when he completely let go of his cultivation aura.

All the disciples present changed their expressions and felt a pressing aura like a mountain. Many disciples of Wuyuan were already unstable and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

A pale look appeared on Mu Lingqing's face. She was just a seven-source monk, crossing two major realms to a monk at the peak of the platform building realm, like a baby facing an adult.

A strong sense of powerlessness arose naturally.

Mu Lingqing gritted his teeth and did not retreat in half a step.

She dared to stand up and face Yan Meijiao because she was very confident that with Yan Meijiao's cultivation level, she should not really attack the younger generation, but she still underestimated Yan Meijiao's face and his determination to eliminate Chu Tianming.

But Yan Meijiao has demonstrated his innate authority as an elder to suppress everyone.

Just when Yan Meijiao released his aura and made Mu Lingqing unable to support it, a cold and indifferent voice slowly rang out with a hint of mocking.

"With the cultivation level of the peak of the platform building realm, pretending to be an elephant in front of a group of disciples from the Qiyuan realm, Yan Meijiao, you are probably practicing to the point of being too rude at your age, right?"

With this cold sound, the pressure that suppressed the disciples' heads like a mountain also quietly dissipated invisibly.

I saw a bay of autumn water appearing from the clouds, as if crossing the sea of ​​clouds and connecting another divine peak between the main peak and the sea of ​​clouds.

In the clouds, a girl in her 20s and 28 years old, came over the waves with her jade feet naked.

When Yan Meijiao saw this woman, an unprecedented solemn look appeared on his dark face. His eyes condensed, containing murderous intent, and then turned into a smile in a flash, shaking his fists to the girl in lotus clothes.

"Hehe... Yan, I have met the Lord of Qinglian Peak."
Chapter completed!