Transformed Into A Crazy Villain, She Is Invincible

Ling Xue's cheeks were slightly red, and she was quite angry.

These two women are disciples of Hualingmen, and their status is ranked after Qingzhumen, and they are considered to be good in the sect.

Because Hualingmen is the closest to the Lingxiao Holy Land, they are the first to arrive, and they are also the sect that has waited here for the longest time.

Hua Lingmen came to three disciples and one team leader this time, and because they had waited the longest, they were also quite complaining.

The team leader was older, and it seemed that she was also an elder of the sect, and she sat cross-legged on the side, as if she had entered a state of concentration, ignoring Ling Xue's words.

This elder was obviously also dissatisfied, so he let Ling Xue speak disrespectfully.

Ye Ting saw that everyone was looking at them, and she was anxious, so she stepped forward again and pulled Ling Xue's sleeve

, "Senior Sister Ling Xue, don't say it, those four sects are the farthest away, and there are no high-level magic weapons, this can't be blamed on them..."

All the sects got the news at the same time, and after getting the news, all the sects did not dare to slack off, and they all set off as soon as possible.

Ling Xue's words were clearly strong words.

Ye Ting kindly persuaded her, but she seemed to send her resentment to Ye Ting.

Ye Ting's face turned red, and her gaze fell on the sect elder, but when she saw the elder's closed eyes, a feeling of powerlessness overwhelmed her.

Ye Ting let go of Ling Xue's arm and walked to the side with a red face, she couldn't do anything.

There was also a Hualingmen woman standing aside, holding a sword, watching all this coldly, looking like she didn't care about herself.

Ruan Dongling was squatting in front of the little monk Chengyuan and observing a caterpillar crawling on the leaves on the side of the road with him, listening to the little monk teach her the Dharma, when

she was annoyed by Ling Xue's complaining words full of negative energy.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, Elder Wang Fugui stepped forward.

As an elder of the Tianyuan Sect, he can be regarded as the most noble person here.

Elder Wang walked up to the elder who was meditating in Hualingmen, and said with a smile

, "Elder Chen, our True Wuzhou Sect has always helped each other, and there has never been any infighting

, but today, this disciple of your sect has repeatedly spoken out of disrespect, which is not conducive to the unity of the sect." "

Elder Chen, if you can't take care of it, then the old man will have to submit this matter to the Law Enforcement Palace, so that the Law Enforcement Hall can be the master, and another elder who can take care of this matter will come..."

When Wang Fugui walked over, Elder Chen, who was meditating with his eyes closed, immediately stood up from the ground.

Not to mention the status and status, just to talk about cultivation, Elder Wang Fugui is also a real middle stage of the Yuan Infant, while Elder Chen is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

In this cultivation realm where the strong are respected, strength is everything.

In the face of Elder Wang, this Elder Chen did not dare to slack off at all.

It's just that she didn't think that Wang Fugui would take the lead for those four small sects because of such a trivial matter.

Elder Chen's attitude was respectful, and he returned the salute to Wang Fugui, "Elder Wang's forgiveness is the negligence of the contemptible discipline that made Elder Wang bother

!" After speaking, she glanced back at Ling Xue and said in a cold voice, "Xue'er, don't talk nonsense

!" "Quickly make amends to all the Daoists!"

Ling Xue was very reluctant, but seeing everyone's dissatisfied eyes, she seemed to realize that she had committed public anger.

She didn't understand, why weren't these people angry

? If it was a person with a high status, they would have waited and waited, but what didn't come was obviously the four bottom garbage sects, and if they were scolded, they would dare to be dissatisfied?

Although she was unwilling, Ling Xue was still forced to apologize in public under pressure.

In addition to Ling Xue, of course, there were other monks who were dissatisfied, but few people showed this emotion.

Among these dissatisfied monks, Yun Yan'er is naturally indispensable.

Since she stepped into the cultivation realm, she has been praised by others, and self-centeredness has become her routine.

In her thoughts, no matter where she goes, she has to be the focus, and everyone has to revolve around her, so naturally there is no reason for her to wait for others!

Not to mention that there are still four sects that can't get on the stage?

But Yun Yan'er has always been a kind and weak image, and naturally she will not show a performance that does not conform to her personality in front of so many people.

However, she kept complaining in her heart, and when Ling Xue complained, Yun Yan'er deeply agreed.

What everyone didn't expect was that they waited for five hours, from day to night, and the four sects still never came.

At this time, most of the monks complained.

It was still Elder Wang Fugui who came forward and suppressed the dissatisfaction in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, Elder Wang's face suddenly changed, and his face, which had always been full of smiles, showed a rare serious look.

"Tianhe, start the flying boat and head to the northwest, the four northwest factions are in danger! They have encountered the attack of the iron-billed birds, and the situation is already precarious!"

"Zen Cheng Enke?" Wang Fugui spoke.

In Zhenwu Prefecture, Tianyuan Sect is the strongest, followed by Zen Buddhism.

Monk Chengen is the first person of the younger generation of Zen Buddhism, and his status in Zen Buddhism is equivalent to Feng Yun's status in Tianyuan Sect.

So let Chengen manage these people, no one will be unconvinced.

As soon as Elder Wang's words fell, a monk stood up, and he bowed to Elder Wang with a solemn expression, "The little monk is here!" "

Okay! You are in charge of this first, and the rest of the people need to obey your orders, now, I need to take ten disciples to the rescue, but are there any disciples who are willing to go to the rescue together?"

"I'll go, I'll go!" Ruan Dongling was the first to jump up.

She got up as soon as she got up, and pulled up the little monk Chengyuan who was sitting on the ground.

"The little monk is willing to go together!" "Zhao Zeyan, a disciple of the Lichen Sect, is willing to

go together!" "Jiang Lang, a disciple of Qingzhumen, is

willing to go together!"

Soon, ten disciples of various sects boarded the flying boat.

Elder Wang was not at ease, so he asked Duan Tianhe to stay behind to assist Monk Chengen in managing these people, and he steered the flying boat to take ten outstanding disciples towards the northwest.

The general strength of the iron-billed bird is from the third layer of gas refining to the eighth layer of gas refining, and the strength of the iron-billed bird king can reach the foundation.

Basically, one out of a hundred iron-billed birds is a bird king.

An ironbill is naturally nothing, but as soon as an ironbill appears, it is a flock.

Their beaks are extremely hard and sharp, like steel, and they are indestructible.

The ironbill has a violent temperament, a strong sense of revenge, and a great hatred for the human race.

Either the monk dies, or the ironbill flock is wiped out, which can be said to be extremely difficult.

A group of iron-billed birds with seven or eight layers of qi refining was enough to tear the Jindan monks to pieces, and it was also enough to give the Yuanying monks a headache.

The strength of the four factions in the northwest is weak, and the elders who escorted the disciples are not yet in the Yuanying realm, so the situation is critical.

Wang Fugui learned about this matter only after receiving a message from the elders of the Divine Fire Sect asking for help.

The four factions in the northwest were located close to each other, and only one or two disciples from each faction participated, so the four factions united together and came on the same flying magic weapon, with the elders of the Shenhuo faction serving as escort messengers.

For the Divine Fire Sect, a thousand-mile transmission note is still very precious, and unless it is absolutely necessary, the elders of the Divine Fire Sect will not use this thousand-mile transmission note.

Elder Wang Fugui's cultivation in the Yuan Infant Realm did not have the slightest reservation, and the flying boat traveled extremely fast.

This speed is a little faster than the speed at which these disciples of the Jindan Realm are flying.

Two quarters of an hour later, in Elder Wang's divine sense, he finally found the people of the four factions who had fallen into the valley.

"All the disciples listen to the order and prepare for battle!" Elder Wang ordered.

The ten outstanding disciples immediately took out their weapons.

At this time, Ruan Dongling's divine sense had also discovered the traces of the suffering people below.

In the sky above that boundary, there was a dense black oppression, all of which were palm-sized ironbills!

These birds seemed to have lost track of their targets, and they were all furious, flapping their wings angrily and scurrying in the air, but they just didn't want to leave.

And above the ground below, there was a huge pit, and six people curled up in it with nervous expressions, not daring to make a sound.

There was an old man dressed in red, standing at the bottom of the pit, holding a shield-shaped magic weapon with his hands upward.

This magic weapon hid the bodies and breaths of the six people.

Countless iron-billed birds hovered above the magic weapon, and from time to time, iron-billed birds would hit the ground, pecking at everything they touched with their sharp beaks.

It was the collision between these iron-billed birds unconsciously, and the number of times it made the aura shield on this magic weapon weaker and weaker.

In another half an hour, if these iron-billed birds do not leave, I am afraid that this magic weapon will fail.

The six of them will be discovered by the flock of iron-billed birds, and then torn to pieces by the flock of birds!

With the Chixiao Sword in his hand, Ruan Dongling stared at the huge Ironbill King with a pitch-black metallic luster.

The king of birds stood at the top of a towering tree, his eyes shining brightly, constantly surveying the ground.

It seems that if you don't find those monks, you won't give up.

This flock of iron-billed birds is around this bird king.

"Kill, destroy these beasts!" Before

Ruan Dongling could come out, someone was even more irritable than her

, and he rushed out of the flying boat with a sword! "Which disciple is this, so brave!" Ruan Dongling sighed lightly, not far behind, she flew up, stepped on the edge of the flying boat, and jumped towards the flock of birds!

The iron-billed birds saw that another monk was coming, and these petite but extremely short-tempered birds all came towards the monks without their lives!

Ruan Donglingren was in mid-air, and he had already used his aura to run on the Chixiao Sword, and with a single sword, he slashed towards the flock

of birds! But when he saw the fiery red Chixiao Sword, the red light was permeated, and a sword light more than five meters long appeared out of thin air

! There was also a strange flame in this sword light, and in the flames, there was even a trace of thunder light!

But all the iron-billed birds that were swept away by Ruan Dongling's sword light turned into flying ashes!

Ruan Dongling's sword fell, and a large area of space in front of her was swept away, and countless iron-billed birds died under Ruan Dongling's Chixiao sword!