"Why is this happening?" A sword cultivator from the Chengjian Sect murmured in despair: "Daozi is now the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, how could he be defeated so easily? No, this is not true!"

"He is also the True Lord of Nascent Soul!" Li Qing looked at the figure suspended in mid-air with blank eyes. The bitterness in his heart almost made him collapse: "We were all wrong! Everyone was wrong!"

The blow just now was not caused by someone using a talisman at all, but by someone's true strength!

If he knew that Mo Changsheng was the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, there was no way he would have let Ji Wutian do such a thing, or after the incident happened, he would never adopt the current way of dealing with it.

A cultivation force that possesses the Nascent Soul Lord and has so many physical cultivations that are stronger than him, even if it is not as good as the seventeen top sects, it will not be a cat or a dog, at least, it will not be a top sect.

Will provoke the other party for no reason.

"Ji Wutian made a mistake on me! Ji Wutian made a mistake on me!" Li Qing felt filled with regret and wished he could tear Ji Wutian into pieces: "So many sect disciples all died in vain!"

No cultivation sect would be willing to fight to the death with a powerful Yuanying-level sword cultivator. If this Yuanying sword cultivator was still a top alchemy master, then this person would be the person that any sect would be least willing to offend.

If Mo Changsheng had shown his true realm of Nascent Soul Lord earlier, then today's events would never have developed like this. However, at this moment, everything was already too late.

This matter itself is their fault. Now, no sect will stand on their side. In other words, Ji Wutian's so-called designation of Xianming Mountain as a demonic path was impossible to succeed from the beginning.

What worries Li Qing even more is that once other sects know the situation here, something extremely detrimental to the Chengjian Sect will very likely happen. Maybe there will be sects standing on the side of Xianming Mountain, and they may oppose it.

Chengjianmen exerts pressure.

A Nascent Soul level alchemy master definitely has this value.

There was no fool in the room. When Li Qing reacted, others also reacted. Then, all the cultivators of Chengjian Sect fell into a deathly silence.

An indescribable annoyance and depression filled the hearts of these sword cultivators. None of them knew the significance of what they had done before. And those sword cultivators who already knew the whole story were even more concerned about Ji Wu.

I hate it to the core of my being.

"Could it be that my disciple's death was in vain?" A sword cultivator in the Danhuo Realm whispered softly: "I have taught him for seventy years, and I only have one last step before my disciple can condense the true elixir.

, could it be that he died in such a ridiculous thing without any explanation?"

When he thought about it, today's events would probably end here, and the death of low-level disciples, including his disciples, would only be in vain.

Next to this person, a sword cultivator at the first level of the Golden Core said bitterly: "No, you are wrong!"

Danhuo Sword Cultivator was startled and looked over with confusion.

"If this Sky-Splitting Sword Lord, oh no, it should be Splitting Tiantian Lord, if he showed his true state earlier, the ancestors would definitely try to reconcile with each other, but now, the other party has broken through our mountain gate.

Kill all our low-level disciples in the main world. There is no room for a peaceful solution to this matter."

"Even if we pay a certain price, the ancestors will definitely kill this person here!" Jindan Sword Cultivator said with great certainty: "Whether it is for the sake of the sect's face or to reduce a terrible mortal enemy, the ancestors will definitely kill this person here!"

It is impossible to choose reconciliation, because they must know very well that there is no room for change in this matter long ago, unless they are willing to sacrifice a new true king!"

After saying this, the man looked at the Danhuo Sword Cultivator with a self-deprecating expression: "Do you think the ancestors would do this?"

Danhuo Sword Cultivator shook his head naturally.

There is no need to think about it at all, the answer is definitely no!

Of course, the Golden Core Sword Cultivator was not the only one who figured this out. In fact, it didn’t take long for the remaining cultivators of the Chengjian Sect to understand that the sect would never let the opponent be a Nascent Soul Lord.

If they choose to compromise, their descendants, relatives and friends will never die in vain.

"Although it's for the culprit, as long as I can kill these guys to avenge my disciple, that's enough!"

The cultivators of Chengjian Sect gradually became excited, and many of them had gloating and happy sneers on their faces. They didn't mind seeing Ji Wutian being beaten with their own eyes before killing Mo Changsheng. After all, what happened today,

It all started because of him.

In mid-air, not long after Izumoko and others sent out the communication talisman, they hurriedly sent out a few jade talismans again. Of course, the second wave of jade talismans was all sent to their own sects, even the ones with the lowest emotional intelligence.

Bian Hong knew that his sect should be the first to know about Mo Changsheng's true state.

After handing out the jade charms, Izumo and the others had time to sort out their extremely complicated emotions. The three of them looked at me and I looked at you. They were speechless for a long time. Finally, they continued to look at the mirror magic weapon in unison.

, keeping all the shock in his heart.

Mo Changsheng was promoted to Nascent Soul, and his spiritual consciousness was nearly ten times more powerful than in his previous life. The emotional changes of the cultivators of Chengjian Sect did not escape his induction at all.

After thinking for a moment, he roughly guessed what these guys were thinking, but it didn't matter. There was no need for him to waste words with a bunch of dead people.

Below, Ji Wutian finally crawled out of the pit. His face that was once like a crown jewel was now extremely embarrassed, and his complexion was even redder from the endless humiliation.

"Damn it! You really deserve to die!" Ji Wutian roared like crazy, and a deep devilish aura even appeared in his eyes.

This Nascent Soul Lord, who has just made a breakthrough, is already on the verge of becoming a demon!

"Am I supposed to die?" Mo Changsheng muttered to himself and looked at Ji Wutian expressionlessly.

If Ji Wutian had been more sober, he would have definitely been able to see how terrifying the chill was hidden beneath Mo Changsheng's seemingly calm eyes.

He had no idea why he could survive until now, but Ji Wutian soon found out.

"Am I supposed to die?" Mo Changsheng's figure suddenly disappeared from the place and appeared in front of Ji Wutian the next moment. Then, Ji Wutian flew into the air like a cannonball.

Hiss~!

The sound of gasps sounded wildly, and Li Qing and others saw with their own eyes that Ji Wutian was kicked away by Mo Changsheng, and the position where he was kicked was a position that no man would dare to imagine.

Before everyone could recover, Mo Changsheng disappeared again, then appeared next to Ji Wutian again and kicked him out again.
Chapter completed!