Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 240 Hand over the treasure
The people in Qingcheng were all panicked and hid at home, not daring to go out, as if something terrible was going on outside.

But some monks looked in the direction of Ningqing Mountain, their eyes full of solemnity.

Someone even sighed: "Two tigers cannot hide in one mountain. It seems that after today, Qingxu Village will become the number one local snake. Even the city lord of Qingcheng may depend on his face."

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In front of Ningqing Mountain here, many monks gathered, all of them were vicious, armed with weapons, exuding a murderous aura.

They are the people from Qingxu Village, the number one village in a hundred miles around, and their village owner is Chiyue's well-known King Qingxu among the Myriad Xu.

"Little ladies of Ningqing Taoist Temple, let go of your resistance quickly. As long as you come back to the village with us and serve us well, you will definitely be prosperous and rich in the future."

"That's right! Call your temple master to come out quickly. Among you little girls, only you, the temple master, are worthy of being my village master's Mrs. Yazhai."

These people laughed arrogantly, their expressions were flying, especially their eyes were full of lust, which made some Taoist nuns in the mountain flushed and their eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Thief, stop talking nonsense."

"Fourth generation of disciples, three generations of disciples, kill with me, kill all these thieves." A middle-aged Taoist priest called, she was the deputy head of Ningqing Taoist temple.

"Kill!" A woman in Tsing Yi beside her rushed out first, moving her hands continuously, shooting out a sharp metallic awn.

If Wentian was here, he would definitely recognize this woman at a glance, dare to love this woman in Tsing Yi, who had attacked him before, she is Miaochan, and also the senior sister of Little Nun Miaoyin.

It's just been a few months, but Miaochan's cultivation has improved, from the early stage of spiritual transformation to the middle stage of spiritual transformation, she can be regarded as a genius in this red moon.

"Show these girls some color." The people in Qingxu Village looked furious, and they violently violently started to kill them on the mountain.

Immediately, the two sides fought, blood stained the mountain forest, screams and roars continued to come, and the forest birds fled in panic, and many female cultivators of Ningqing Taoist Temple were killed, and their bodies fell from the mountain.

The sky darkened unknowingly, and more thunderclouds were brewing.

Maybe this time the people from Qingxu Village came prepared, and within a short while, the people from Ningqing Taoist Temple began to lose. Even Miao Chan, who has always been very self-confident, was panting for a while, and her face turned pale.

"Damn it, there really isn't a good man in this world." She gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with strong resentment.

In terms of cultivation base and number of people, in fact, the difference between the two sides is not very big.

But one is a Taoist who lives in seclusion in the mountains and lives a peaceful life, and the other is a bandit who lives on the edge of a sword and specializes in murder, arson, and robbery. Once the two really fight, the outcome may already be over. Doomed.

"Brothers rush up, these ladies will die, and I will be able to enjoy it when I capture them back."

"rush…………"

In an instant, the fighting spirit of the people in Qingxu Village increased wildly, their eyes showed beast-like gazes, and they smashed into the mountain forcefully.

Seeing this, the Taoist nun who was the master of the temple suddenly changed her expression, and shouted loudly: "Back... quickly back to the mountain."

When the female cultivators heard this, they panicked and rushed back to the mountain.

"Damn it! If Uncle Mu Li is watching, no matter how courageous these people are, they would not dare to attack me." Miao Chan secretly said in her heart, her eyes were full of unwillingness.

At the same time, an old man was sitting cross-legged in the air. He did not take any action against the battle in the mountain. He only slowly opened his eyes when all the nuns fled back to the mountain.

If Wentian was here, he would definitely have murderous intent, because the old man in front of him was the King of Vientiane, King Qingxu who had attacked and killed him outside the Lost Forest.

"The old man has been waiting for ten years for today. Now that Princess Muli leaves, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. This time, I must get that thing." He said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, an angry shout came from Ningqing Mountain: "All disciples obey the order, the second-generation disciples quickly set up the formation, and the third and fourth-generation disciples guard the formation to resist foreign enemies together."

In the void of the Taoist temple, a figure in white clothes appeared. This person was an old Taoist nun, but she exuded a breath of everything.

In the middle stage of Vientiane, I didn't expect that this old Taoist nun was actually a strong man in the middle stage of Vientiane, which is definitely a character in Chiyue.

She is the master of the Jingyin Temple, and she is the only one in the entire Ningqing Taoist Temple that has the power of everything.

"Respect!"

Immediately, a large number of female cultivators emerged from the Taoist temple, and many of them reached the spiritual transformation stage. However, most of them were only in the early stage of spiritual transformation, and these people were the second generation of disciples in the temple.

As for the third and fourth generation disciples, most of them are still in the primordial realm, and only talents like Miaochan have reached the middle stage of spiritual transformation.

Among the many disciples of the fourth generation, there was a little nun. She looked around with a pale face, watching other people set up formations one after another, but she looked at a loss.

However, the fluctuation of Yuanli in her body has reached the peak of Lianyuan, and she is only one step away from breaking through to the Spirit Transformation Realm. Among the many fourth-generation disciples, this is definitely a rare existence.

She is the little nun Miaoyin.

"Hurry up and help me." Suddenly, a shout rang in her ears, and the person who spoke was none other than Senior Sister Miaochan.

In an instant, she regained consciousness...

A large protective formation was set up with everyone's joint efforts, but despite this, everyone's faces were still pale, and their eyes were full of worry.

"Qingxu, you and I don't interfere with the well water, what are your intentions today?" Jingyin Guanzhu stood in the void, looking at the old man in Tsing Yi opposite with a cold expression.

King Qingxu smiled lightly: "Master Jingyin, you and I are acquaintances, so I won't beat around the bush anymore. If you hand over something like that, the old man will naturally take people away."

"Otherwise, after today, there will only be Qingxu Village in Qingcheng, and there will no longer be Ningqing Taoist Temple."

As soon as these words came out, the complexions of the entire audience changed suddenly, and fear appeared in their eyes.

Before the battle, they might be full of disdain for the words of the person in front of them, but now, this is a completely naked threat.

More importantly, they don't even know what the other party is talking about.

Immediately, everyone turned their attention to their viewers.

Hearing this, Jingyin's eyelids twitched, his face darkened, and he said coldly, "I don't have what you want here, so if you know what you want, leave quickly."

King Qingxu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said gloomyly: "Don't drink the toast, drink the fine wine, break the formation for me."

"Kill kill kill!"

Immediately, more than a dozen monks in the spiritual realm rushed out from the people in the stronghold, forming a formation, and the others also rose up in cultivation one after another, unleashing a berserk attack.

(End of this chapter)