I, the cannon fodder female supporting role, what happened to me?

Chapter 677 I want to dye this thing green

Jingchen Yuanjun's voice was so calm that no emotion could be heard, but it stirred up a storm in the hearts of everyone in the Wenxin Sect.

"Thirty thousand years ago, Demon Lord Yiming led an army to invade the southeastern spiritual world. Was he ordered by heaven?" Sheng Xi was stunned and felt that this was indeed the case.

Jingchen Yuanjun frowned: "I don't know if there are other factors in it, but I can be sure that there is the instruction of heaven."

"Heaven does not allow resistance."

"He can't do anything to high-level monks, but he can easily destroy a spiritual world."

Xiao Liluo didn't understand: "We won the war, why don't we continue to fulfill the last wish of Jinhua Immortal Lord and announce the true face of the way of heaven?"

Jingchen Yuanjun shook his head: "You reversed the cause and effect."

"It's not that the Southeast Spirit World won, but it didn't continue to implement Jinhua's plan."

"But after Jinhua died and no one in the southeast spiritual world continued to expose the ugliness of heaven, the war ended."

Lu Xiang was a little confused: "So we actually lost?"

Jingchen Yuanjun: "The moment this war begins, there will be only Tiandao as the winner."

Sheng Xi understood.

After the war began, both humans and demons suffered heavy casualties. In the end, Yiming escaped from the demon world, and Jinhua fell. Only heaven could benefit from it.

If someone in the Southeast Spiritual World exposes the ugliness of Tiandao again, Tiandao will definitely instruct Yiming to attack the Southeast Spiritual World again.

Nowadays, the only known Mahayana monk in the southeast spiritual world is Feng San.

When Yi Ming and Feng San fight, both sides will lose. This is the best outcome for Tiandao.

"Master, if Heaven doesn't care about the common people, it won't care about Yi Ming, right?" Sheng Xi asked.

Jingchen Yuanjun looked down at her: "What do you want to ask?"

Sheng Xi: "If Yi Ming can be the Demon Lord, he must not be a fool. Doesn't he understand this truth?"

Jingchen Yuanjun was silent for a moment, and seemed to sigh: "I have to ask him himself. I'm leaving, so be good and don't go out."

Everyone responded one after another, and Jingchen Yuanjun's figure suddenly disappeared from the place without causing any fluctuations in spiritual power.

Elder Gui called Yan Che to guard the mountain formation, and if something went wrong, he would just launch the formation.

Seeing Sheng Xichu pondering on the spot, Elder Gui suspected that she was taking risks: "Sheng Xi, the situation is special now, please be calm during this time."

Sheng Xi nodded obediently: "I know, I'm very peaceful."

Elder Gui didn't even believe this statement: "Then what are you thinking about now?"

Sheng Xi: "I want to make new clothes."

Elder Gui: "???"

He didn't understand Sheng Xi's brain circuit, but he was experienced.

It’s confirmed, Sheng Xi must be taking risks!

Elder Gui said in a stern tone: "Don't do this! You are not allowed to make clothes!"

Sheng Xi nodded obediently and was not discouraged. He ruffled his hair and looked at Elder Gui expectantly:

"Then I want to dye this thing green."

Elder Gui: "!!!"

Suddenly I felt that it was no big deal for the little girl to want to make new clothes. Nothing would happen...right?

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Jingchen Yuanjun set out later than the other sect leaders, but arrived one step ahead of them.

Because of his low cultivation level, the Fusion Stage monks in the Zhengnan Spiritual Realm did not take him into consideration at all. They only casually glanced at Yuanjun Jingchen and then looked away, continuing to confront Venerable Zi Heng and others.

Immortal Lord Lingfeng was seriously injured and reluctantly took a Nine-turn Resurrection Pill. The pain made his heart bleed.

Immortal Lord Mingxiu and others rushed to Wushuang Sect one after another. When they saw Immortal Lord Lingfeng covered in blood across the mountain guard formation, their hearts trembled.

Immortal Lord Lingfeng is the strongest among them. Even he was injured like this. No wonder he had to invite the masters out despite the stability of the Beidou Formation. If this is delayed, not only the Wushuang Sect will be razed to the ground, but the entire southeastern spiritual world will suffer.

Several immortal kings in the transformation stage looked at each other and came to a place near the Wushuang Sect's mountain gate to ensure that they were under the protection of Lord Suiyuan.

The head of the Danxia Sect loudly asked the people in the Zhengnan Spiritual World: "How can these seniors be willing to return the sword tomb of the Wushuang Sect?"

Venerable Xuanyang rolled his eyes: "Whatever we grab is ours. Are you an alchemy cultivator?"

If his eyes could materialize, he would have been able to snatch away all the elixirs from the master of Danxia Sect.

The latter cursed a robber secretly in his heart and wished he could take out the mushroom bombs he bought from Sheng Xi on the spot and give him a shot of truth.

The leader of the Feihua Sect is highly skilled in escaping, and he believes that even if both sides start fighting, he will still be able to escape from the hands of Venerable Zi Heng.

What's more, it would be better if Ling Tongtian and the others died here, and the Zhengnan Spiritual World became his own world.

In line with the principle that watching the excitement is not too big a deal, he said with a smile: "Since ancient times, the treasure of the world of cultivation has been embraced by those who are capable."

"The Sword Tomb is in our hands now. If you want it, you can take it back yourself."

Lord Suwon was so angry that he instinctively drew his sword.

Ling Tongtian's heart trembled, and he chuckled: "Fellow Taoist, please don't get angry. If a few of us take action, the entire southeastern spiritual world will suffer. You don't want to see such a result, right?"

Master Shuiyuan's hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword: "What do you want?"

Ling Tongtian glanced at the people in the southeast spiritual world and set his sights on Lu Jinyan.

Han Zhilu's altar is located near the Wushuang Sect, and it took a combination-level method to hide it until now.

After they teleported over, they killed several Wushuang Sect disciples and learned about the general situation of the southeastern spiritual world through soul searching.

The strongest force in the southeastern spiritual world now is the Seven Sects.

The soul-searched disciple has a filter on his own sect. He feels that the strongest among the seven sects is the Wushuang sect, and the strongest young generation is Lu Jinyan.

Most of the young disciples of the seven sects are in the Golden Core stage, and the Wushuang sect, including Lu Jinyan and Xia Mingshan, are both in the Nascent Soul stage and have just been promoted.

On the other hand, the young disciples of this generation led by Ling Bojing have been promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage for many years, and are only one step away from the Divine Transformation Stage.

Ling Tongtian came up with a plan and communicated with his companions: "The other party has a large number of people. If they take action, we may not be able to gain favor."

"Now Feng San is being restrained by heaven. If we want to succeed, we must fight quickly."

The leader of Huayuanfang immediately heard that he had a countermeasure: "Do you have a solution?"

Ling Tongtian: "It's not convenient for us to do it, but we can let the disciples go."

"The two sides compete, regardless of death or injury. Whoever wins will get the sword tomb."

"Their most powerful young generation is that Lu Jinyan, who has only been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage. Our disciples have all been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage for many years, and Bo Jing has already reached the Nascent Soul stage."

Ling Tongtian looked proud when he mentioned his son.

"What if we meet the group of brats who went to the Zhengnan Spiritual Realm?" Pang Wei asked worriedly.

The few people whose souls they searched were outer disciples of the Wushuang Sect. They had only just joined the sect. They were usually obsessed with practicing and didn't know much about the outside world.

At most, they only knew Sheng Xi's name, but they had never met her, and they didn't know the Wenxin Sect's tricks in several sect competitions. They only had their own Wushuang Sect.

Therefore, Ling Tongtian didn't know anything about Sheng Xi and Wenxin Sect.

Thinking of being fooled around by that kid, Ling Tongtian looked gloomy:

"That brat must be the little Phoenix from the bet. He uses the Phoenix Fire so skillfully and has such a dark heart. He must have been taught it by Feng San himself!"

"Don't worry, she won't appear in the Seven Sects."

The monks of the seven sects in the combined stage are all guarding the formation. The sect leaders and elders walking in the southeastern spiritual world are only in the divine stage, and there is even a Nascent Soul stage sect leader who can make up for it.

With this level of cultivation, they are not qualified to teach a little phoenix who can only compete with the way of heaven.

The others were convinced and agreed with Ling Tongtian's idea.

This is a sure win competition, it depends on whether the Southeast Spirit World dares to accept the challenge.

(End of this chapter)