As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was silent, and the needles could be heard.

Even Fang Bo and Zi Yueling, who had already fallen into despair, opened their eyes and a different color appeared in their pupils.

But Luo Yuan’s doubts were not pretending, but he really didn’t know. He didn’t even know much about the sects that had transformed the gods in the world, let alone such ordinary sects, which were not worthy of his attention at all.

"Hahahaha, good, very good, very good." The third young master of Qingshi Cult laughed furiously, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He spoke coldly: "The sins of the Qingshi Cult are unforgivable, and they will be killed on the spot!"

When Zhou Chao heard this, he said nothing, and his whole body's cultivation was activated. In an instant, he rushed towards Luo Yuan and swung his sword. Just a burst of breath, the earth under his feet would be broken. If this blow hit, it would be dozens of feet in a radius.

Luo Yuan looked at the monk who came in front of him with murderous intention and did nothing.

The long sword in Zhou Chao's hand was only three feet away, and cruelty burst into his eyes. But suddenly he saw his companions around him looking at him in horror. He didn't understand why, and wanted to speak, but suddenly he didn't make a sound. Then he felt a moment of dizziness. He seemed to see his throat and felt incredible. Then, there was only a piece of darkness in front of him, permanently darkness.

"What kind of magic is this!" The commander spoke in horror and kept retreating. His cultivation was higher than that of the Zhou Dynasty, but it was limited. He asked himself that it would take some effort to kill the Zhou Dynasty, but Luo Yuan did not move, causing the Zhou Dynasty to split and disintegrate. This kind of strength was definitely not something he could imagine.

Three feet away from Luo Yuan's body, the broken body of the Zhou Dynasty fell all over the ground, but his robe was still snow-white, otherwise it would be dusty. There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and he did not care at all. Then, he slowly looked at the third young master and asked softly: "You want to kill me?"

"Senior, please help me and help me take revenge." On the side, Zi Yueling called out weakly to Luo Yuan, her eyes full of begging and hope.

When Luo Yuan heard this, he glanced at him and took a step forward and appeared beside Zi Yueling.

"This! King and Dharma Protector, have you seen his body skills clearly?" The female monk in the late stage of the Golden Pill sent a voice to the middle-aged monk in horror.

"I can't catch traces, isn't this a teleportation method? The person in front of me is a Nascent Soul Ancestor. He is not hiding his cultivation, nor is he the power of a magic weapon. But his cultivation is far away from you and me, so you and I have never found out." The King Guardian was also frightened. Their cultivation was indeed very strong, at least they could walk sideways in the Eastern Region. But in front of Luo Yuan, they were no different from an ant. Even though there was a Nascent Soul Ancestor behind them, they were not Nascent Soul. And the Nascent Soul Ancestor was definitely not able to fight with a strong man who could not understand the background and his cultivation for no reason.

In addition, the two of them have another speculation that Luo Yuan had claimed to be his own deity before. Then, the power behind Luo Yuan is definitely above the worldly religion. In the worldly religion, all the Nascent Soul is an ancestor, without caring about worldly affairs, and practicing in seclusion, and pursuing the great way. However, as the Nascent Soul, Luo Yuan also needs to take action himself, claiming that it should be his authority. This shows that the two of them looked at each other and agreed even more.

"These two are the serious offenders of my Qingshi Sect. Do you really want to oppose my Qingshi Sect?" The third young master narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly, full of warning.

When the two Golden Pill Guardians heard this, they all raised their eyebrows and said something was wrong. They hurriedly said, "Senior, the third young master has no other intentions, so please don't blame me. But these two are indeed serious offenders of my sect. Please don't pay attention to the Qingshi Sect for the sake of Qingshi Sect. I wonder if the senior can move on to Qingshi Sect. If the ancestors in the sect know that the senior can come, they must be..."

"Why?" Luo Yuan only had three words, but he didn't say it to them, but to Zi Yueling.

This is a complete ignorance. Whether it is the Third Master or the two guardians, his expression is not good at this moment. Especially the Third Master, he is extremely satisfied with the appearance of Zi Yueling and wishes to put him on the spot to correct the Dharma. But, now Luo Yuan comes out and directly ignores him and faces Zi Yueling.

Luo Yuan looked at the girl in front of him, with a beautiful appearance and a beautiful appearance. At this moment, there was blood flowing down the corners of his mouth, his words were as angry as a fancy thread, and his clothes were even more damaged. However, it seemed like a touching feeling, and he wanted to hold him in his arms to take care of him for the rest of his life. Even Luo Yuan's state of mind was stunned for a moment, which surprised him.

He pointed out that Zi Yueling was covered with light, but all injuries were healed in an instant. Her eyes also regained brightly, but the blood on her pink lips did not fall, adding a little charm. Luo Yuan waved his hand again, and Fang Bo, who was begging for a few breaths. He looked at Luo Yuan and begged: "I have no choice but to repay the favor as a senior and a horse in the next life."

Luo Yuan ignored it either. He just stood quietly, with his hands on his back, looking at the sky, as if nothing on this earth could see him.

This scene made all the cultivators present frown and their hearts sank. Zi Yueling has a peerless face. If he uses himself as a bargaining chip, how many men in the world can refuse such conditions. There are only two people, but what they have in their hearts is not heavy. The third young master was furious, but Luo Yuan was too powerful at the moment, and he did not dare to make any small moves, for fear of being noticed. In his opinion, Zi Yueling is already his own thing and will never be allowed to touch anyone. At this moment, he had a strong murderous intent towards Luo Yuan, but he pressed it down.

The other person is Huang Zitao. His cultivation is not high, but his ambitions are great. He is planning how to avoid this disaster and make himself survive. How should he choose between Luo Yuan and Qingshi Sect?

After a few breaths, Zi Yueling's eyes swept over Huang Zitao and the third young master of the Qingshi Sect, and spoke with hatred: "If you help Yueling take revenge, Yueling will kneel at the feet of your senior, whether you are a slave or a plaything Yueling, you will have no regrets. Even if you are tired of playing Yueling and throw it away in the future, Yueling will have only gratitude and kindness to you, please help me."

As soon as these words were said, everyone was shocked. Only Fang Bo slowly closed his eyes, burst into tears but did not say anything. He knew that Luo Yuan was hopeful, and he also knew that neither he nor Zi Yueling had any choice.

As for the other monks, they were shocked, but they did not dare to speak. They were afraid that they would be displeased after making a sound and would die for nothing.

As soon as this said, even Luo Yuan was surprised even if it was them. He turned around slowly, looked at Zi Yueling's eyes and said, "I can see that you should be the pearl in the family, and your appearance is rare in the world. Why did he say such unbearable words and even abandon his dignity so completely?"

Zi Yueling did not say much, but slowly knelt down at Luo Yuan, then stretched out his tender hands like softness, gently raised Luo Yuan's right foot, and placed it on top of his head. Then, he bowed to Luo Yuan. As long as Luo Yuan did not raise his foot, she would never get up without regrets. Once upon a time, she was the five beauties in the East Region, the little princess of Zifeng Villa, and the pearl in everyone's hand. There are more than tens of thousands of people who want to worship under her pomegranate skirt. Countless people want to make her smile and feel that they have no regrets in this life.

Luo Yuan suddenly came back to his senses, raised his feet, frowned slightly, and then shook his sleeves to make him stand up. This was the first time he saw this, and even he couldn't help but lose his mind.

But Zi Yueling just stood up and knelt down again. Her voice was extremely beautiful and soft, but it rarely appeared firmly: "Please plant the slave seal from the Lord. Yueling is willing to be a slave and a servant for life."

"No!" The third young master was so angry that he could not accept this result. A peerless woman who was extremely tough in front of him, even willing to die, was willing to kneel down at the feet of another person, saying the unbearable words that even the land of Fengyue had never spoken. When he saw this woman for the first time, he was already attracted by his appearance. How could he see such an unbearable scene? His heart was constantly twisted, as if he had endless demonic thoughts. His hand reached into his arms and crushed something suddenly.

Huang Zitao clenched his fists, and blood was constantly dripping from his fingers. It was his wife, a Taoist couple who was not married, but he was willing to humiliate himself like this to someone, or even become the other person's slave, and even demanded to be planted with a slave seal. He was angry, he was unwilling to accept it, he was jealous, and he wanted more powerful power. If he had achieved the cultivation of Nascent Soul, this might not have been the result today.

Luo Yuan stretched out his finger and pointed it at Zi Yueling's eyebrows. Zi Yueling looked at Luo Yuan's fingers, but closed her eyes and showed a sincere smile without any resistance.

"No, stop! He is my master! You are not allowed to touch it! Is it possible that you are just one person who still wants to be enemies with my worldly sect?" The third young master roared hysterically, but he refused to come forward. He turned his eyes to the two guardians, yelling like he was crazy: "Kill him for me, kill him for me."

How dare the two guardians take action against Luo Yuan? They turn a blind eye to the third young master's words and bow to Luo Yuan. Their attitude is obvious. They don't want to be implicated by a fool and lose their lives. For the sect, their lives are temporarily more valuable than the incompetent second-generation ancestor.

But in just two or three breaths, Luo Yuan had already stopped. With the warmth of his eyebrows, Zi Yueling opened his eyes and looked inside, but after looking inside, he did not see that he had been planted with a slave seal. However, after thinking carefully about Luo Yuan's cultivation, if she really wanted to do something, what ability would she have to resist? Moreover, if Luo Yuan really took action to destroy these two families, no matter what request he made, why would he refuse?

Slowly, Luo Yuan opened his eyes and sighed: "A man is innocent and possesses a treasure. The world of cultivation is really sinister. I suddenly want to know that if they know that they are guarding such beasts, then will they still feel worthwhile and are far from willing to bet on their lives for your life and death."
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