As the blue Primordial Spirit shattered, it turned into a rain of light and dissipated across the sky.
The Black Mist and sinister aura that filled the room slowly converged.
Return to the girl's body.
Jiang Yuechu looked indifferent, without even looking at the spirit that disappeared in mid-air, he turned around and walked towards Xuan True Person's broken body.
The young disciple who was accompanying him was already frightened to death by this sudden turn of events.
His face was pale and he lay limp in the pile of broken wood, his eyes full of terror.
"Don't... don't kill me..."
Jiang Yuechu looked away and ignored it.
Bending down, he lifted up Cangxuan True Person's collar and stuffed it into Hanxu Bag at his waist.
After doing all this, she slowly turned her head.
His eyes fell on the young disciple and he took a photo with his palm.
The Tianling Cap shattered instantly, and the young man died without even a single groan.
Jiang Yuechu had no expression on his face and put it into the bag smoothly.
Although these two people don't have many Dao Cultivation, they are all from the Twenty-Five Lineages orthodoxy.
The belongings he brought with him must not be too shabby.
This Great Tang is now like a child crying for food, lacking food and clothing.
If you can't use these elixirs Law Treasure, it would be a good idea to leave them to Great Tang to fill the national treasury.
Jiang Yuechu turned around and saw that everyone was still in place.
He waved his hand boredly and said, "I'll see you off here and go to the next one."
"..."
Wang Ziyu rolled his eyes angrily.
Sent away.
This is really sending off in the literal sense.
Sent directly to see Yama.
This girl is really overbearing to the extreme.
Do you really want to treat all the people in this Chang'an City as pigs and sheep to be slaughtered, and kill them one by one?
How could the rest of the orthodox orthodoxy just sit idly by and ignore it?
However.
Facts seemed to be confirming his suspicion.
The moment Jiang Yuechu finished speaking.
Rumble--
Over Chang'an City, the originally calm sky suddenly changed.
Countless powerful auras could no longer be suppressed and soared into the sky from all over the city.
Although the life and death of Cangxuan True Person has little to do with other traditions.
On weekdays, the various factions are fighting openly and secretly, eager to see each other's jokes.
But no matter how you say it.
The person standing behind him is of the Formless lineage.
It's the Twenty-Five Lineages orthodoxy that shares the same spirit with them!
We are all figures sitting on the clouds. Even if we fight to the death on a daily basis, it is still a fight between gods.
Now, he was slaughtered in public by a woman from a mortal dynasty, and his body was taken away.
This slaps not only the Formless family in the face.
It is the face of all their orthodoxy!
If you sit back and ignore me today and let this woman be cruel.
How can their so-called orthodoxy stand in this Eastern Territory from now on? Aren't they going to be ridiculed by the world?
Just for a moment.
Whispering rustling--
The sound of breaking through the sky was loud.
More than a dozen Streak of Light pierced the sky, carrying rolling pressure, and instantly arrived above the dilapidated inn.
The clouds are falling, covering the sky and the sun.
For a while.
The light along the entire long street dimmed, as if dark clouds were closing in on the city.
I saw it in mid-air.
Someone stepped on Green Edge Sword, Sword Qi, which was so cold that it split the void.
Someone is sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, with a majestic appearance and light shining from the back of his head.
There are also people who control strange beasts, with ferocious flames raging into the sky, and looking at them with eager eyes.
There is also the fairy wearing Nishang, holding a pipa in her arms, looking down coldly.
There are dozens of Tower-Ascending Martial Immortal, all of them are condescending at this time.
The glances were either sarcastic, cold, or playful.
He just stared at the girl in black clothes below with indifference.
Let's talk about Imperial City before the Golden Palace.
The emperor and ministers Great Tang, who had just recovered from the shock, were discussing the matter of offering incense together with Lu Changfeng who had come from afar.
At this moment.
Rumble--
The situation over Chang'an, which had originally calmed down, suddenly changed.
Waves of unparalleled qi, like beacon fire and smoke, rose into the sky from all directions in the city one after another.
All of a sudden.
The originally clear sky was actually illuminated by this divine light that made it look strange and dazzling.
"This..."
Cheng Buxiu's complexion changed drastically, and he looked up to the sky.
I saw countless figures vaguely visible in the distant sky in Chang'an City.
Each one of them was fierce and murderous.
This kind of power is not only ten times or a hundred times stronger than that of the three people who broke into the hall just now?
"What happened?"
The young emperor was also stunned and his eyes widened.
This group of foreign monks settled in Chang'an for more than a day or two.
Although he usually has his eyes set high above his head, acts domineeringly, and treats the Great Tang Code law as if it is nothing.
But in the end it was just a small fight.
Never before has it been like today, as if a hornet's nest has been opened, with all the people coming out.
"Is it possible..."
The emperor's heart suddenly pounded.
An absurd but very possible idea emerged in my mind uncontrollably.
Could it be that someone has annoyed these evil stars?
You can look at the entire Chang'an.
Besides their big Tang Emperor room, who has the courage to touch these people?
And who in the big Tang Emperor room has the ability to make such a big fuss?
High Ancestor looked solemn. "It's her."
You Wujiang looked bitter. "It's her..."
Lu Changfeng recalled what happened at the Lu Family, and also had some vague guesses. "Is it her?"
The emperor stamped his feet angrily. "My imperial sister, Li Guyue!"
Just now, because Jiang Yuechu had some personal matters to deal with, he heard Old Flood Dragon's slander and even personally allowed Demon Suppression Bureau's people to accompany him...
Who would have thought.
In the blink of an eye.
Did they go straight to the door?
High Ancestor also frowned and looked extremely solemn.
Although he also knew that his junior was very capable.
But two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and a hero cannot stand against a crowd.
That's more than ten Tower-Ascending Martial Immortal!
There is also an unknown amount of orthodoxy behind it.
If they were really attacked by a group...
The consequences are simply unimaginable.
"Alas..."
Just when everyone was so anxious that they were at a loss.
A faint sigh suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
Everyone followed the sound.
I saw that sloppy old Daoist Wu Shisan, who didn't know when he appeared under the stone pillar next to the palace door.
Still looking that listless.
"True Person!"
As if grasping a life-saving straw, the emperor rushed forward in a few steps and was about to salute.
"Please True Person save Guyue!"
"She... she is so impulsive, she will definitely suffer a big loss!"
Wu Shisan raised his eyelids, a little disgusted. "Okay, okay, don't wail there."
The old Daoist priest rolled his eyes angrily and looked towards the turbulent sky in the distance.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"This girl..."
It's really not a worry...
The current group of the Tower-Ascending Realm are not just cats and dogs... they all come from various orthodox traditions. How can their strength be comparable to that of the previous Rogue Cultivator?
"What exactly did True Person, Guyue do, and how did they provoke these people to get into such a violent fight?"
"It's not a big deal..."
Hear the words.
The emperor felt relieved a little.
But he still wondered, "If it's not a big deal... why is it like this?"
"She just killed a Daoist True Person... She threw Tao Tong's face to the ground and trampled on her. How can anyone else sit still?"
"..."