The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Some of the monks on the opposite side couldn't bear it anymore, drew out their weapons and shouted sharply: "Who can be indifferent to such a major event as the theft of the spirit essence. You have clearly taken the underground cave, and the spirit essence pool dried up not long after you left, saying that you are innocent. Only three-year-olds will believe it! Brother Chen is a good person, so he gives you three points, don't really think that we dare not do anything to you!"

Bai Yujuan sneered: "Then do it, I'm afraid you won't succeed if you become an aunt!"

As soon as this remark came out, several monks called out their weapons, and Yang Yueling also charged up his palms, secretly preparing to do it.

Chen Fengluan stretched out his hand to stop everyone, and signaled everyone to be safe and calm: "If the younger sisters feel that it is shameful to search the storage bag in public, then you might as well assign a few female cultivators to search it privately with you. We will only go through the storage bag once." , never search for more things, how?"

When Bai Yujuan saw that she was talking like this, her heart moved a little, and she turned her head to look at Bai Yuchan.

Bai Yuchan was still cold: "Brother's attitude clearly sees us as thieves. Since you have already determined that we are thieves, why bother to pretend? Wouldn't it be fun for everyone to do it directly!"

The atmosphere was already tense, and she spoke so bluntly, the grumpy ones couldn't bear it, and came forward to surround them.

In an instant, streams of light shot towards them, Su Minglang slammed into the ground with his punch, and protected everyone with his fist strength, only hearing the roar of the bear and the hissing of the snake, gusts of gusts of wind. After blowing backwards, Su Minglang took the opportunity to say: "If you have something to say, you have something to say. We are all members of the seven major sects, so we should work together. Don't be so hot-blooded and quarrel to the point of using knives and guns."

The cultivators on the opposite side naturally couldn't accept it, they only thought that he was pulling sideways, but they couldn't help being afraid when they saw the two phantoms of the bear and snake standing in front of them.

Seeing that Yang Yueling had only worked for a year, he had already transformed from the shadow of his fists into the strength of his fists, and his heart was turbulent.

Su Minglang already had some prestige among the seven sects, but now he showed such a trick, everyone hesitated to do it or not.

After thinking about it, the sisters of the Bai family belonged to the Mingyue Sect, maybe they stole the essence of the Mingyue Sect was ordered by the Mingyue Sect, and Su Minglang's protection was also because he already knew about it.

Thinking about it this way, a few people looked at Su Minglang very unkindly.

Su Minglang himself also felt the nature of this relationship, so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, he subconsciously looked towards Feng Jing.

Feng Jing also lived up to his expectations, and lazily said, "Can this one listen to me?"

Originally, everyone didn't pay attention to him, they only thought that he obeyed Su Minglang's arrangement, but at the moment of speaking, he suddenly showed Qiongyinghuo, and the aura around him soared in an instant, even Su Minglang was suppressed by him.

Everyone was surprised, but they heard him say: "Since you don't know what to do with this matter, let me decide."

He raised his fingers together, and the cold white flames danced endlessly at his fingertips. He just walked leisurely between the two groups of people, and glanced at the faces of the four sisters of the Bai family.

The four of them immediately felt nervous. Bai Yujing and Bai Yujiao got a little closer, but they were a little shy and timid after being swept away by him. They lowered their heads and looked at each other, then quickly looked away.The two sisters, Bai Yuchan and Bai Yujuan, clasped their hands tightly, trying their best to keep their faces calm.