You know, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is a sect that is extremely wealthy, and it is also an auxiliary sect.
Previously you had Titled Douluo in charge, so we didn't dare to have any evil thoughts towards you.
But things are different now. Two Titled Douluos in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect died and left, and the remaining Soul Master masters also had different ideas due to the iron-blooded suppression of Ning Fengzhi.
For them, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Countless people are thinking about how to bite off a piece of meat from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, a piece of fat and oily meat.
No, Tai Yue, the old patriarch of the Strength Clan, brought dozens of people to this mine with rich mineral resources, preparing to turn it into an asset under the name of the Clear Sky Sect.
Tai Yue is tall and tall, with a strong back and a strong waist. His short gray hair stands on end like steel needles.
He stood at the entrance of the mine, his hands on his hips, his chin raised high, his eyes sweeping over the busy miners, his eyes full of greed.
"Stop it all--!"
He shouted loudly, his voice like rolling thunder, with Soul Power in his voice, which was full of pressure. The miners' hands stopped unconsciously, and the pickaxe in someone's hand fell to the ground, making a crisp "bang" sound.
He looked at the mining area that was gradually getting quieter, nodded with satisfaction, and continued:
"From now on, this mine will be owned by the Clear Sky Sect!"
"Everything here, including you, belongs to the Clear Sky Sect from now on!"
After saying that, he waved his hand and signaled the disciples of the Strength Clan to come and take over the mine.
Dozens of disciples filed in instantly, like locusts passing through the border, leaving no grass behind.
"Clear Sky Sect? You are so brave--!"
At this moment, a lazy voice came from the sky, like a god looking down at an ant that was overestimating its capabilities.
Tai Yue suddenly raised his head and saw a white light falling to the ground like a meteor. "Boom--!" hit the center of the mine, setting off a circle of air waves visible to the naked eye, splashing earth and rocks, and filling the sky with dust.
The air wave spread around like a tsunami, causing Tai Yue and the Strength Clan disciples behind him to stand unsteadily and staggering back several steps. Some were even overturned by the air wave and sat down on the ground, rolling several times before they stopped.
The white light dispersed, and the figure of Yan Lingji walked out of it.
She was wearing a fiery red dress, and her long hair was like a waterfall, gently fluttering in the morning breeze.
"Flame... flame, flame..."
Tai Yue stammered and looked at Yan Lingji, his lips were trembling, his tongue seemed to be knotted, and large beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, dripping down the tip of his nose.
Nowadays, her name can be said to be a household name.
As the leader of the Strength Clan, he had no reason not to recognize the existence that owned two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings and trampled Clear Sky Twin Stars under his feet.
"Wrong... wrong, wrong..."
"No misunderstanding!"
Yan Lingji's hand flashed with white light, and Vermilion South-Bright Fire Sword was already unsheathed.
She turned her wrist and slashed with her long sword. Dozens of milky-white sword energy suddenly burst out from the tip of the sword, cutting through the air like a crescent moon. With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, she galloped towards the disciples of the Strength Clan!
"Weng--!"
Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart and ripples were visible to the naked eye. The gravel and dust were picked up by the air waves and flew all over the sky.
"Uh-huh--!"
In an instant, blood mist filled the sky.
Screams kept coming from the mouths of those Strength Clan disciples. The screams were shrill and short, like a chicken that had its neck strangled.
Some people tried to escape but were split in half by the sword energy, some tried to hide but were cut in half, and some even fell into a pool of blood before they could even scream.
In just a few breaths, dozens of the Strength Clan disciples, including the old patriarch Tai Yue, were all split in half by the sword energy, collapsed to the ground, and could no longer breathe.
In the center of the mine, there was a river of blood.
Yan Lingji took back his sword, glanced coldly at the corpses on the ground, and said in an indifferent tone:
"I don't know, but you dare to covet my things."
After saying that, she turned into a white light, flew towards the distant sky, and disappeared at the end of the sky in a blink of an eye.
After she left, several direct disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect rushed over from a short distance away.
They looked at the corpses on the ground, looked at each other, and then began to comfort the frightened miners.
"It's okay, it's okay! Let's continue working!"
This scene was not the only one, Yan Lingji had killed several waves of people on his way home.
There are small sects who want to take advantage of the situation, casual cultivators who want to fish in troubled waters, and merchants who want a piece of the pie.
Everyone who saw her had the same expression, from greed to fear, from fear to despair, and then nothing more.
Zi Nu and Nong Yu were not idle either, moving in the other direction.
The only difference is that after Zi Nu kills someone, they will ask someone to take the body home to them, and then extort some money from it.
Not giving?
Then go talk to Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill of Zi Nu.
Right now, Zi Nu has been blocked at the gate of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, Shanmen.
Zi Nu is wearing a purple dress and holding a slender purple sword in his hand.
She stood in front of the mountain gate, looking calmly and coldly at this sect that had been passed down for countless years.
Since Yu Yuanzhen left for Spirit City, Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect currently does not have the combat power of Titled Douluo.
There are a few Soul Douluo level ones, but since Zi Nu beat a clan elder to pieces with one sword, no one dared to go out and challenge them.
Inside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, Yu Luomian is extremely anxious.
He is the younger brother of Yu Yuanzhen and the second sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect. He usually lives a good life, but has he ever encountered such a battle?
Footsteps sounded, and a disciple walked quickly towards Yu Luomian. He quickly greeted him and asked eagerly:
"Have you asked clearly? How much does she want?"
The disciple replied truthfully:
"Go back to the Second Master, he said that she only wants 10 million Gold Soul Coin."
"She doesn't want any more, but she can't have any less."
"Ten million?!" Yu Luomian almost jumped up and roared, "Do you think I'm worth ten million?!"
The disciple lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
Yu Luomian walked back and forth in the hall for a few steps. Finally, he stopped feebly and said in a hoarse voice:
"Give it to her and ask her to leave quickly..."
"Yes!"
The disciple responded, as if he was being pardoned, and quickly turned around to get the money.
After he left, Yu Luomian slumped on the chair and murmured to himself:
"Where did this aunt come from?"
"Why do you look like a ghost?"
"Master, it's not good!" A slightly older female voice came from outside the hall.
Yu Luomian Hearing the sound, he sat upright and an old lady walked in quickly.
She stood still in front of Yu Luomian, took a few deep breaths, and said with a trembling voice:
"Miss, she dropped out of school again!"
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