The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

Jun Muqian narrowed her eyes slightly, and immediately recognized the person standing in front of her as an admirer of Ye Wanying, named Fu Sheng.

She could remember it because this admirer looked really ugly.

Is it okay to let it go? It's too ugly, Jun Muqian can only turn his head away, It's scary to look ugly, it's wrong to add wrong.

Fu Sheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then became furious: Mu Qian, how dare you scold me?

What's wrong with scolding you? Jun Muqian raised his lips, If you hang around in front of me again, you will be hit.

Although she had just put in the spirit man, it was not a problem to deal with an empty shell spirit man.

Her fighting experience is better than these disciples living in cages.

But Fu Sheng's spirit root seems to be the imperial spirit root?

That's easier.

Hmph, Junior Sister Wanying said you had a sex change, and I thought it was a lie. Fu Sheng sneered, I didn't expect it to be a change, and it turned out to be even more annoying.

It seems that you really want to fight. Jun Muqian slowly rolled up his sleeves, Come on, I'll let you make a move.

She wants to beat those who scold her.

In addition, in order to win Ye Wanying's favor, Fu Sheng used a lot of knives on the little girl.

Even, it was pushed into the cesspit several times.

Mu Qian, your strength is crippled, so is your brain crippled now? Fu Sheng sneered, I'm a second-level spirit man, and you're not even a spirit man, so let me?

Then he suddenly realized: Oh, I see, you must have seen Junior Sister Wanying being beaten too much for being such a genius...

Of course!

Before the last word could be uttered, a gust of fierce wind suddenly passed by, and a fist hit him head-on.

Hey—— a scream came out of his mouth!

Before he could react, Fu Sheng fell to the ground, and his clothes were torn by spiritual power.

Jun Muqian slowly withdrew his fist, frowned, and said in a low voice, It's still too weak.

If they are at the same level, Xuanyin Fist can definitely kill this person.

But it's already very good, if she didn't open the eight channels, I'm afraid she wouldn't even be able to reach the eighth level of spirituality.

Yes.

In the previous Shengshenghuaquan, every time she awakened, her level would rise accordingly, directly rising to eight levels!

The more awakened pulses, the higher the innate cultivation base will naturally be.

Ouch, ouch... Fu Sheng grabbed his lower body and got up in pain, Mu Qian, you bastard, you really dare to hit me!

Little trash, let me kneel down and admit my mistake! He said fiercely with a ferocious face, If you make me happy by coaxing you, maybe I will reward you with a first-grade elixir.

Jun Mu's shallow eyes turned cold.

Although Yu Linggen's fighting ability is not as strong as Dou Linggen, it is an indispensable existence on the mainland.

Because only cultivators who have the root of the imperial spirit can awaken the fire of life, so as to carry out alchemy, forging, enchanting weapons, and making runes.

Fu Sheng, on the other hand, took the path of alchemy.

But not all practitioners of Yulinggen have natal flames.

Fu Sheng is one of them, so until now, he has not been able to become a first-rank alchemist.

Can you refine a first-grade pill? Jun Muqian glanced at him contemptuously, I don't think you can even refine a single pill.

It will be very difficult to advance only by relying on ordinary flames.

Therefore, Yulinggen is more difficult to cultivate than Doulinggen, and its survivability is also lower.

You're talking nonsense! Fu Sheng was stabbed in the sore spot and jumped up violently, Mu Qian, today, I will teach you a good lesson for Junior Sister Wanying!

He just learned that this trash was punished again, so he deliberately made a small mistake and came to Repentance Cliff in order to mock her.

If he wants her to know, she can only be trampled on, and she is only worthy of carrying the shoes of Junior Sister Wanying!

Ye Wanying? Jun Muqian chuckled suddenly, she bent down and picked up a branch, Alright, let's start by beating the dog.

With the family rules, she still killed Fu Sheng.

But it's easy to kill him.

Jun Muqian clicked his tongue: It's just that this weapon is not very convenient.

She misses her long whip a little, but it's a pity that it was cut off during the thousands of miles of pursuit.

Mu Qian, you're not really crazy, are you? Fu Sheng couldn't stop laughing, his eyes were full of contempt, Junior Sister Wanying is only blind to treat you so well.

You follow Junior Sister Wanying, you must have been jealous of her, why are you pretending?!

Snapped!

Almost at the same time as the words fell to the ground, the branch in Jun Muqian's hand had already been pulled away.

She didn't give Fu Sheng any time to react, so she continued to smoke relentlessly, finishing the left side and the right side.

The branches fluttered up and down in the hands of the woman in purple, like a long snake dancing.

Confused and chaotic, against the whirling light and shadow.

It was a very beautiful scene, but it was ruined by bursts of screams.

Fu Sheng rolled all over the floor, screaming.

Mu Qian! Do you know what you are doing? Are you not afraid of being punished by the patriarchal hall if you commit suicide privately?

As soon as this sentence was finished, the next second, the branch sealed his mouth.

Disposition? Jun Muqian said in a slow voice, This is just a small discussion between you and me. Your family opened the patriarchal hall?

Fu Sheng was so angry that he couldn't speak because of the pain.

Although he is a second-level spirit man and doesn't have much combat ability, he is not comparable to Mu Qian!

And the most annoying thing is that the disciples in charge of guarding at this time have all gone to rest, and they can't hear the movement here at all.

He can only be humiliated and beaten.

There was another sharp sound, and suddenly, the branch split in response!

It was broken alive.

It's useless. Jun Muqian threw the broken branch on the ground, and said coldly, My hands are dirty from beating you.

The severe pain hit, Fu Sheng's eyes darkened, and he almost passed out: Mu, Mu Qian, you...

How is this going?

Is it that painful to hit someone with a branch?

But he didn't have any scars on his body!

Thinking of this, Fu Sheng was so angry that he vomited blood, and shouted angrily: Mu Qian, you offended Junior Sister Wanying, you will die sooner or later!

Jun Muqian didn't care at all, and stepped on it, rubbing his wrists as he walked.

The body is too thin, it seems that she still needs to exercise.

Finding a place where she couldn't see the ugly face, she sat cross-legged, concentrating her breath, and began to circulate her dantian.

However, when it turned around this time, Jun Muqian suddenly felt something was wrong.

Strange. She frowned, The aura seems to be consumed even more.

She doesn't have spiritual roots, so she doesn't need to use spiritual energy to nourish her spiritual roots.

Maybe it's a problem with this technique. Jun Muqian exhaled slowly, her crimson lips raised slightly, However, it's really powerful.

Although she has not even entered the door of Nine Transformations Divine Art of Creation until now, her cultivation speed has been much faster.

Presumably, there are more benefits in the future.

But the woman in purple who was immersed in her cultivation didn't notice that the center of her eyebrows suddenly lit up, but it quickly went out again.

And that place is exactly... where the spiritual root is.

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