Chapter 87

"West Sea Dragon Palace?"

Ao Qing nodded: "Since that's the case, if you and I want to deal with Jing Baimei, we must read the "Southern Wilderness Yuxialu". The runes you recorded are not enough."

It is undeniable that Jing Baimei is a genius.

Regardless of whether she has power behind her or not, she has reached this level with just one book, even in the world of comprehension, it is very frightening.

Su Ying's face was not happy, she shook her head: "With my current cultivation, I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet the Dragon Lord of the West Sea, let alone ask him for ancient books. This is simply a fantasy."

"What's more, there are still restrictions in the sea area near the Dragon Palace. If I have not been injured, I can take you with me..."

While speaking, Su Ying glanced at the criss-cross wounds on her body, and shook her head.

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid I can't help benefactor now. Jing Baimei is not a junior who is cruel and merciless. I hope that seniors will stop this matter earlier, and don't get involved in the flood..."

Su Ying also had good intentions, but what Ao Qing wanted was not just justice.

This is Taixu's assessment, what's the matter if you can't complete the withdrawal halfway, if something goes wrong at that time, I am afraid that the number of places in the assessment every [-] years will also be affected.

What's more, if what Su Ying said is true, Jing Baimei has committed many crimes.

Killing her is doing justice for the heavens!
Looking into Jing Baimei's eyes, Ao Qing said: "It's okay, I can take you there."

As soon as the words fell, Ao Qing squeezed the spell with his hands, and a stream of water wrapped around Su Ying's body. To be on the safe side, Ao Qing still restricted Su Ying's actions and imprisoned her.

Immediately, she changed her figure and turned into her original appearance.

She was dressed in a green shirt and gauze skirt, her long black hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and her eyes, which were as clear as water, shone with a slight chill in the night.

Seeing that Mr. Pianpian has become a slim girl.

Su Ying was stunned, she opened her mouth to speak but stopped, her heart could not be calm for a long time.

Ao Qing didn't realize the change in the expression on Su Ying's face, she cupped her hands and clasped her fists together: "Ao Qing of the Dragon Clan, his previous appearance is not the real one, you and I are both of the Shui Clan, if what you said is true, I will help you in this enmity." You reported it!"

"You...you are from the Dragon Clan?" Su Ying was astonished.

He thought that the other party was a casual cultivator of the human race who was on the way, but he didn't expect it to be a dragon race?
Not to mention the breath of the body, just the gender, the judgment was wrong from the very beginning, under the gap of the cultivation level, walking in the world is nothing but looking at the flowers in the fog.

It is inevitable to lament that his own cultivation is still shallow, and he almost made a joke.

Su Ying's body was restrained and unable to move, so she had to say a few words of thanks.

Ao Qing agreed, recalling Shuangxi who was knocked out in the palace, and she manipulated the human skin butterfly in the palace to strengthen the barrier.

Once something happened to Su Ying, Shuangxi, who was a maid, would inevitably be implicated.

Strengthening the enchantment is also to protect her for a while.

The formation was properly reinforced, Ao Qing looked at Su Ying, and silently found a suitable angle to lift Su Ying up.

Compared with the previous male form, the original human form is about the same age as Yan, and is more than a head shorter than Su Ying. When her thin body lifts Su Ying, it looks so weird.

Holding Su Ying close to her side, Ao Qing's figure changed, and she headed towards the West Sea.

……

Lian Kingdom Imperial Palace, inside Wanchun Garden.

As far as the eyes could see, it was all a mess, melons, fruits and dishes were thrown on the ground randomly, several Taiqing disciples vomited blood and passed out, and the original rune sword formation also cracked openly.

Behind the crowd, Jing Baimei's long dress fell to the ground, and the phoenix embroidered with gold silk on the black robe was vivid, dancing with the clouds.

The slender and fair fingers exposing the black robe are holding a jade cup tightly at this moment.

"Crack..."

Jing Baimei pressed her fingers hard, and the jade cup shattered into tiny cracks.

Her cold eyes fixed on the location of the crack in the barrier, and after a while, Jing Baimei looked at Wu Sanbian who was beside her with an ugly expression.

"Elder, now that the monster has escaped, if it comes back again, wouldn't it be difficult to save the lives of all of us?"

"This monster was injured, and it must have held grudges..."

Jing Baimei showed fear on her face, she covered the wound on her arm and said: "I don't want to die yet, I beg the immortal to get rid of the demons and defend the way, and save the lives of ordinary people like me."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding princes and nobles all turned their eyes to the Taiqing disciples.

Wu Sanbian was speechless, and his heart was full of complaints.

Now the Taiqing Sect has formed a relationship with the monsters, and the evil spirits hold grudges. If this matter cannot be dealt with in time, there will be endless troubles, and even encounter the same level of evil disasters as Zongzhengmen five years ago.

The news that Zongzhengmen provoked immortals and ghost cultivators has already been widely spread, because of this incident, the losses were heavy, and the disciples in the sect also died in sevens and eighties.

If it weren't for the immortal envoy sent by the upper realm, Zongzheng might have a big accident.

What's more, the immortal emissary last time was not an ordinary immortal, but a cultivation level close to that of a real immortal!
Wu Sanbian's face was so dark that water dripped out.

Whether it is for the merits of the incense, or for the safety and face of the Taiqing Sect.

It's impossible for this to end like this.

Wu San straightened his face and said to the crowd:

"Don't worry, the old man is dedicated to Taoism. Besides, I was ordered by the Taiqing sect to kill demons, and this is my duty."

"And Lao Shangxian will help me eliminate demons in Lianguo!" Everyone in the audience bowed and knelt down.

Looking at the crowd, Wu Sanbian felt a little guilty.

His previous plan was to take advantage of this exorcism to weaken the sky thunder with the power of merit and incense, so as to cross the catastrophe and successfully ascend to the fairy world.

I thought it was the same as before, a little demon who didn't understand the rules and strayed into the city to commit crimes.

Even if it is an Earth Immortal rank, with the blessing of magic weapons and formations, it is not difficult to kill the monsters of the Earth Immortal rank.

Who would have expected that there would be a great power hidden in the Ten Thousand Spring Garden?
Judging from the situation just now, the one who can easily break through the barrier and shatter the jade needle is at least a low-level cultivation base of a celestial being!
How do you fight a low-level monster of a celestial being?
Glancing at the jade tripod in his hand, Wu Sanbian said in a deep voice, "It seems that we can only invite the immortal envoys from the upper realm to come here, so that we can kill the monsters and protect the health of this place..."

After this incident, the banquet broke up unhappy.

Taiqing disciples set up an array together to discuss the matter of eliminating demons, while Jing Baimei turned and left Wanchun Garden.

She headed north, and the shadows of the trees intertwined in front of her eyes, and the corridor circled.

Passing through layers of shady shrubs, Jing Baimei walked towards the hiding place.

Standing outside a garden where the roses were in full bloom, she took out a strange yellow talisman. The cinnabar runes on the yellow talisman slowly squirmed like crawling earthworms.

Jing Baimei squeezed the spell with her hands, and the talisman paper burned.

Immediately afterwards, her body shape also changed, and her limbs and torso became nothingness, dissipating from the original place.

A damp and cold tunnel.

Jing Baimei lit the torch, and the warm yellow light shone on the surrounding walls.

"Da da da……"

The sound of footsteps echoed in the dark tunnel, Jing Baimei stepped on the stone slabs and walked towards the depths of the tunnel, the closer to the tunnel, the more intense the smell of blood in the air.

The torch in Jing Baimei's hand was also shaking, reflecting her fair face slightly yellow.

Stepping into the stone chamber, Jing Baimei lit a candle.

The candlelight illuminated the surrounding environment, the ground was covered with blood, and the feet were even sticky when stepped on. The corpses of demon cultivators in the house were piled up into a hill, and their internal organs were all hollowed out, leaving only white skeletons and fur.

 I have something to do today, I will add another one tomorrow night

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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