I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

Shenzhou has always been protected by them, and the monks will not change their views because of Jiang Keer's few words.

No one can shake the lofty status of immortals.

What's more, even if it was a show of a deal with the Taixu clan...why would they use the lives of the Shenzhou cultivators as a transaction?

The immortals in heaven originally ascended from Shenzhou, and the land of Shenzhou is filled with their descendants, as well as disciples who inherited their legacy.

There is no reason for them to attack their own descendants!

Moreover, almost all large sects have several immortal ancestors, and the portraits of these ancestors are placed in the center of the sect’s lobby, the most conspicuous position.

Every disciple grew up worshipping those portraits, and these portraits are the guardian gods in their hearts.

Nothing can make people feel more at ease than the face of the ancestor. No matter who would harm themselves, their own ancestor would definitely not... because they are the ones shouldering their inheritance, which is the result of their life's hard work!

So, how could we possibly doubt those immortal ancestors?

Compared to Jiang Ke'er who admitted her identity as a demon, it was obvious that his own ancestor was more trustworthy. This was a question that did not require any decision at all.

Xu Chen smiled faintly, and he did not stop Jiang Ke'er from speaking.

Because he knew that everything Jiang Ke'er did was meaningless - she was a demon and an outsider after all.

The immortals from the fairy world may have hurt the demon race, or their methods may be problematic... but they are our own people after all.

This is an advantage that Jiang Keer will never be able to catch up with.

Therefore, Xiao Ying, the sword master who served as the spokesperson for the Shenzhou monks, gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.

He bowed to Jiang Ke'er and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, please return the gate to the fairyland."

"The affairs of Shenzhou should be resolved by Shenzhou itself. Mortals against mortals, immortals against immortals... It's time to ask the immortals in heaven to deal with the crisis. You don't need to worry about it."

Jiang Keer understood that Xiao Ying represented the voice of the cultivators in Shenzhou.

It's quite expected.

What's more, the other party has hostages, so I'm afraid I have no choice today.

"Are you sure this is your choice?" Jiang Ke'er asked Xiao Ying for the last time.

Xiao Ying nodded.

The monks' silent gazes made it clear enough.

Jiang Keer nodded.

She raised her finger and twisted it lightly, and the gate to the fairyland, as crystal clear as white jade, appeared in front of everyone.

Jiang Ke'er threw the door to Xu Chen and said, "Let him go."

The cultivators from Shenzhou stood on the side of the Jiexian Palace, so it would be useless even if they rescued a few hostages.

For example, Lin Gang. Although he could rescue him, the angry Shenzhou monks would choose to attack the Pure Land Temple... and for Lin Gang, that would be a result worse than death.

Taimingzong also faced the same situation.

The only solution is to hand over the gate to the fairyland.

"Don't regret it."

Jiang Ke'er watched Xu Chen lift the gate to the fairyland into the sky and put the gate back in the sky. She shook her head and smiled at herself.

The door is open.

Accompanied by a stinging sound of space friction, the two worlds were finally connected again.

Behind the gate, the magnificent golden buildings and jade pavilions after reconstruction are revealed.

The monks' faces showed envy and yearning.

That is the ultimate goal of all monks in China.

That represents eternal enjoyment and eternal happiness.

It's finally back.

With a familiar, reassuring smell.

"Let them go."

Xu Chen's mouth curled up slightly, and he ordered the Jiexian Palace disciples beside him to release the hostages.

They drew back their weapons and freed the three hostages.

"Qingyi!"

Compared to the name Jiang Ke'er, they are more accustomed to calling her Qingyi... After all, after spending half a year together and sharing life and death, this habit of calling her has been difficult to change.

After meeting again after a long separation, neither side felt much joy.

Gan wiped her eyes bitterly: "I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble again..."

"It's okay," Jiang Ke'er patted her old teammate on the shoulder and grinned indifferently.

Then she looked at Jie Shui.

"Qingyi, I'm getting married," Jieshui raised his hands, "Can you come too? If you come, you don't need to bring a lot of red envelopes, just 10 or 8 billion will be enough..."

Jiang Ke'er glared: "You don't look good, but you think beautifully... 18 billion? Lingchen is okay!"

“Hey…” Jie Shui scratched his head shamelessly.

Finally, there is Lin Gang.

One of his arms was covered with vengeful words, as usual.

The other arm was tucked into the sleeve, seemingly holding something.

"Qingyi..."

Lin Gang had a complicated expression.

"sorry."

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165. Born Humble

The moment the knife pierced the chest, the dagger shattered with a bang and turned into starlight.

The starlight completely penetrated the wound, penetrated into the wound, and finally attached to the heart composed of the nebula.

Jiang Keer felt her heart suddenly tighten.

The ancient god energy in his body began to become extremely restless!

Dongdong——dongdong——

The dull heartbeat could be heard clearly throughout the world, and a dark purple light radiated from her wounds.

That huge amount of energy was completely out of control.

Jiang Ke'er pushed Lin Gang away tremblingly and looked at him in disbelief.

Lin Gang was stunned: "That letter... Could it be that you..."

"Are you talking about the letter of denunciation?" Xu Chen transformed a wisp of dust into something in his hand and looked at Lin Gang jokingly, "It has already turned into ashes a long time ago."

"You..." Lin Gang's eyes widened, "No... Qingyi... I..."

"Lin Gang! Why?" Jie Shui grabbed Lin Gang's collar.

"It's okay... don't blame Lin Gang..." Jiang Ke'er bent over in pain, covered her chest and vomited a mouthful of blood, "He was also plotted against."

As she spoke, Jiang Keer's body suddenly went limp and she fell weakly to the ground.

"Master!"

Pei Min and Xiao Tao quickly pushed away the knife on their necks and ran over like crazy to catch Jiang Keer.

At the same time, there was a burst of fairy light in the sky!

An old immortal with a white beard and extraordinary bearing, who had a Taoist air, walked out of the immortal gate.

"Master." Xu Chen knelt down before the old immortal, "I have accomplished my mission."

"Well done," the old immortal nodded indifferently.

He flashed and flew to Jiang Keer's side, and Pei Min and Xiao Tao were immediately blown away by the strong wind.

He pointed his finger, and countless thin golden needles over ten feet long flew from all directions, instantly piercing Jiang Ke'er's body and pinning her to the ground.

Jiang Ke'er knelt on the ground with her head tilted back, unable to move at all. Large drops of blood flowed along the golden needles to the ground.

She opened her mouth unwillingly, and a weak gurgling sound came from her throat.

The chaotic energy of the ancient gods made her mentally confused, and the strong feeling of weakness made her unable to control her body.

At this moment, the hoarse voice of the Taixu clan was heard again from the passage opened by Si Tianyi.

"The Gate to Immortality has returned. Everyone, it's time to fulfill your promise."

Along with this voice, without waiting for the immortal's response, large numbers of the Taixu clan poured into Shenzhou.

The white-bearded immortal nodded gently: "Yes."

But what?

What promise?

Xiao Ying, the Sword Master of Shenzhou, flew over, swallowed his saliva, and looked at the white-bearded immortal: "What promise? Immortal, we are facing a great enemy, why don't you stop it?"

The White-bearded Immortal didn't even look at Xiao Ying, as if a humble mortal like Xiao Ying didn't exist at all in his eyes.

"Shangxian?"

On the ground, the monks sensed something ominous and looked up at the sky with some fear.

At this time, without Jiang Ke'er's obstruction, those members of the Taixu clan had a smooth journey!

Many winged Taixu people flew over through the channel, hovering in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, like a plague of locusts!

In addition, another huge tentacle was placed on the ground, and densely packed bone-eating demons ran out from it.

In the blink of an eye, the bone-eating demons that had been previously cleared out by Jiang Ke'er once again filled the area outside Jiangdu City.

However, those powerful immortals, who were radiating precious light and walking out of the white jade pavilion, just watched.

Just like that, he watched this doomsday-like scene with an expressionless face.

Indifferent.

"Master Patriarch!"

Xiao Ying saw the figure of the founder of the Shinto Sword School in the sky, and immediately rushed over in ecstasy, and kowtowed to him: "Welcome the founder to manifest the Immortal Lord!"

"..."

However, the other party's performance was exactly the same as that of the old white-bearded immortal.

The figure who had been worshipped by the Shinto sword sect for thousands of years, now facing his own disciple, did not show any emotional fluctuations, and was even too lazy to look at Xiao Ying.

"Grandmaster..." Xiao Ying swallowed nervously, "Grandmaster, why don't you speak? I am Xiao Ying, the current head of the Shinto Sword Sect! You should have seen me before when the Grandmaster was preaching..."

The other party still did not answer, as cold as a stone.

"Grandmaster!" Xiao Ying clenched his fists and looked at him in shock. "The demons are wreaking havoc in China. Your disciples will soon become food for those monsters! Why... why don't you say anything?"

"Oh?"

Only then did the other party lower his head.

That ruthless gaze fell on Xiao Ying, and immediately made Xiao Ying feel chilled to the bone.

He spoke softly, "Since you are my disciples, it is only natural that you die for the Shinto Sword Sect."

"What did you say?" Xiao Ying raised his head dully, "Disciple is willing to die for the Shinto Sword Sect, but... why? Why don't you stop those demons?"

The swordsman was slightly surprised and asked Xiao Ying: "Why did you stop me?"

"Could it be...could it be that as fellow celestials from Shenzhou, isn't it our duty to protect the people of Shenzhou?" Xiao Ying was breathing rapidly. He was completely confused. The immortal in front of him made him feel very unfamiliar. "The enemy is very powerful. If the immortal doesn't take action... then who else can save Shenzhou?"

The sword immortal suddenly laughed, his laugh was somewhat teasing and even a bit cruel.