The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 424 Omg, is she a late emperor spiritual master?

Hearing this, Tang Chengtian gradually calmed down, let out a loud pooh, and scolded with grinning teeth: "This group of idiots who look down on people will regret it sooner or later."

He could see clearly that his master was clearly a rare genius who could absorb spiritual power like a bottomless pit, and the Magic West Continent would never find another one.

They even recognized it when they were promoted to the third level and devoured the strange fire, but they didn't expect that when they entered the space of the medicine cauldron, they would find the weapon spirit. You must know that only divine weapons can have weapon spirits, and his master actually contracted the divine weapon. What's more, Qi Ling's background is not small.

This can no longer be described as abnormal, okay?

However, what surprised him the most was the old blind guy just now.

He, a holy spirit master, admires Su Moliang so much, it's really unreasonable for that old thing to look down on his master and dare to compare her with a group of imperial spirit masters!

As for Zong Lingshi, he has a lot of Zong Lingshi under his command, and there are no early Zong Lingshi that he is proud of. It's amazing, what a drag!

Tang Chengtian has a violent temper and is extremely defensive. Seeing his master being humiliated, he was furious. Fortunately, his subordinates persuaded him, otherwise Su Moliang really believed that he would jump out and beat that tutor Yuan to pieces. .

Su Moliang was a little annoyed by their quarrel, and automatically blocked the voice of the medicine tripod space, but she walked along the way, and soon attracted the attention of other students in the college.

When everyone saw her appearance, they were all amazed, and many people had already started talking about it.

Feeling baffled, Su Moliang slightly frowned and looked around, finally suppressed her doubts, and strode towards An Yingxuan's practice room.

She still has some questions to consult with An Yingxuan.

But when she walked to An Yingxuan's practice room, she found that there was no one in the room.

Confused, she immediately pulled a passing student and asked, "Girl, where is An Yingxuan?"

The caught woman saw Su Moliang's face clearly, her face turned pale with fright, and she stammered and asked, "You—are you not Mu Yaqing? You didn't die!"

"Of course I'm not dead. I want to ask where An Yingxuan has gone. Can you tell me?" Su Moliang frowned even more upon hearing this.

The terrified woman stared at her blankly, shocked for a long time, and finally pointed out a direction: "An Yingxuan was taken to the underground warehouse of the college by Gu Jinglin, and now she must have been beaten to death."

"Underground warehouse? What's that place?" Hearing this, Su Moliang had a bad feeling in his heart.

"That place is a place of ruins. Some disciples have provoked big shots, and they usually solve them there."

Hearing this, Su Moliang gave a low curse, damn it, let go of the woman, and ran towards the underground warehouse.

In the dark and damp warehouse, there were quite a few students from the intermediate class standing around a woman tied to a cross with scars all over her body, laughing and playing while admiring her tragic state.

"Haha, Boss, this little bitch has already passed out, and I don't think he can make it through tonight." It was the purple-clothed boy who flattered last time, and he approached Gu Jinglin with a wicked smile and said.

Gu Jinglin looked at the bloody tender body on the wooden frame, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth, and she laughed carefreely: "Hmph, this little bitch is stubborn, and he won't repent even when he dies." , Others said she was stupid, she was really stupid, she actually got together with the good-for-nothing concubine daughter of the Mu family, I really don't know what can be done with that kind of person."

"Haha, yes, there is no one in the intermediate class who respects the boss, only this little slut and the ignorant Mu Yaqing dare to challenge the boss! Their strength is at the bottom, and I don't know who gave them the courage. "Beside Gu Jinglin, another woman in an orange dress squeezed her throat and sneered flatteringly.

The corners of Gu Jinglin's lips curled into a sarcasm: "It's a pity, that Mu Yaqing is dead, and there is no chance to torture her, but this little bitch is going down to accompany her soon, so I will show kindness and send her off." Let's take a ride."

"Gu Jinglin, are you awake? Or is your brain broken? I didn't even know I was dead!"

At this moment, an icy voice suddenly sounded from behind everyone, like jade beads falling on a plate, clear and sweet.

Just ignoring the pleasant tone, the content of the words shocked everyone, and turned to look at her in astonishment.

"You—you—you're not dead!" Gu Jinglin took two or three steps back in fright, her face turned pale at first, and then turned extremely red.

The others were no better than Gu Jinglin, they all stared at Su Moliang in disbelief with widened eyes and mouths in shock.

Didn't Mu Yaqing die? How could--how could she suddenly appear here!

Su Moliang glanced at the miserable An Yingxuan on the cross, and the anger gradually boiled in his heart, then he turned his gaze away and glanced at the small gang headed by Gu Jinglin again.

Her pupils flickered with flames, her eyebrows were raised slightly, and the corners of her eyes showed a chilling bloodthirsty, her cold voice suppressed the danger before the storm, and slowly floated from between her lips: "Sorry, I disappointed you, I am not dead, It won't die, but it will be you!"

At the end, the light and fluttering tone suddenly became severe, and everyone was shocked like a thunderbolt.

I saw Su Moliang's complexion suddenly changed, and powerful and sturdy spiritual power gushed out of his hand instantly. The air seemed to be frozen in a vacuum, and the coercion from all directions instantly made everyone breathless in horror.

Gu Jinglin saw the wave of aura around Su Moliang's arm, her face turned pale with fright, and she trembled all over: "Emperor-emperor-emperor-late stage-late stage-late stage emperor spiritual master!"

"Oh my god, it turned out to be a late-stage imperial spiritual master! Oh my god, I must be crazy!" The purple-clothed boy next to him slapped his head in disbelief and shook it vigorously a few times, hoping that he would wake up.

The others were also stunned by Su Moliang's shock, and stood there motionless, feeling cold sweat streaming down their spines.

Mu Yaqing is a late emperor spiritual master!
Is there anything more spooky than this?
Is there anything more incredible than this?
They actually offended a late-stage imperial spiritual master for the sake of an intermediate mysterious spiritual master!

They are indeed crazy, completely crazy!

"No—no! I don't believe it! Why are you a late-stage imperial spiritual master? You lied to me! You liar!" Su Moliang's display of strength hit Gu Jinglin the hardest.

Although Gu Jinglin's strength is not very good, she is proud and has strong self-esteem. In her mind, Mu Yaqing is just a waste, but now this waste has become a late-stage emperor spiritualist. One must know that even this kind of strength can leap into the world. What are the top spots on the elite list?

How to let her believe, how to accept!
(End of this chapter)