When Tang Chengtian heard this, he gradually calmed down. He spat hard and grinned and cursed: "A group of idiots who look down on others will regret it sooner or later."

He could see clearly that his master was clearly a genius who was rare in a century. He could absorb spiritual power like a bottomless pit. There was absolutely no other one in Fantasy West Continent.

They also recognized the upgrade to three levels and swallowed the strange fire, but they did not expect that they would find the weapon spirit when they entered the medicine cauldron space. You must know that only the artifacts have the weapon spirit, and his master actually contracted the artifact, not to mention that the artifact spirit is quite large.

This can no longer be described as perverted.

However, what surprised him the most was the blind old guy just now.

Even the Holy Spirit Master was so impressed by Su Moliang that the old man looked down on his master and dared to compete with a group of emperor spirit masters with her. It was so outrageous!

When it comes to the sect spirit master, all his subordinates are sect spirit masters, and they are not as proud as the early sect spirit masters. They are all late and above, and they are a few streets away from his eldest disciples. What's so great about it? What's so cool about it!

Tang Chengtian has a bad temper and is extremely frustrated. Seeing his master being humiliated, he was furious. Fortunately, his subordinates persuaded him, otherwise Su Moliang would really believe that he would jump out and beat Teacher Yuan to pieces.

Su Moliang was a little upset by their quarrels and automatically blocked the sound of the medicine cauldron space, but along the way, she quickly attracted the attention of other disciples of the academy.

Everyone was shocked when they saw her appearance, and many people had already started to talk.

Su Moliang felt inexplicable, frowned slightly and looked around, finally calmed down his doubts, and walked towards An Yingxuan's cultivation room.

She still has some questions to consult An Yingxuan.

But when she walked to An Yingxuan's cultivation room, she found that there was no one in the room.

Confused in her heart, she immediately pulled a passing student and asked: "Girl, where has An Yingxuan been?"

The woman who was pulled to the point of seeing Su Moliang's face clearly, she was so scared that her face turned pale, and she stammered and asked: "Aren't you Mu Yaqing? You are not dead!"

"Of course I'm not dead. I want to ask An Yingxuan where she went. Can you tell me?" Su Moliang frowned even more when he heard this.

The frightened woman looked at her blankly, shocked for a long time, and finally pointed out a direction: "An Yingxuan was taken to the underground warehouse of the college by Gu Jinglin. Now she is probably beaten up."

"Underground warehouse? Where is that?" Su Moliang felt a bad premonition when he heard this.

"That place is a place where ruins are piled up. Some disciples have provoked big men, and they usually deal with it there."

When Su Moliang heard this, he lowered his curse and said damn it, he immediately let go of the woman and ran towards the underground warehouse.

In the dark and humid warehouse, there were many disciples from the intermediate class standing. Everyone surrounded a woman tied to a cross and covered in scars. While admiring her miserable situation, they laughed and joking.

"Haha, boss, this little bitch has fainted, I guess he can't stand tonight." The young man in purple who flattered last time came to Gu Jinglin and spoke with a wicked smile.

Gu Jinglin looked at the bloody body on the wooden rack, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and smiled happily: "Hmph, this little bitch is a stubborn bone. She refuses to repent until she dies. Others say she is stupid, she is really stupid. She actually got along with the useless concubine of the Mu family. I really don't know what kind of prospect can she have with that kind of person."

"Haha, yes, no one in the intermediate class is following the boss. Only this little bitch and the ignorant Mu Yaqing dare to collide with the boss! Their strength is the bottom, and I don't know who gives them the courage." Another woman in an orange dress next to Gu Jinglin pinched her voice and flattered her.

Gu Jinglin curled her lips and sarcastically: "What a pity, Mu Yaqing is dead, and she has no chance to torture her. However, this little bitch is about to go down to accompany her, so I will be kind and give her a ride."

"Gu Jinglin, have you not woken up? Or is your brain broken? I didn't even know that I was dead!"

At this time, a cold sound suddenly erupted behind everyone, as if a jade bead fell, crisp and pleasant.

I just ignored the nice tone, but the content in the words shocked everyone, and I turned around and looked at her in shock.

"You, you, you are not dead!" Gu Jinglin was so scared that she took two or three steps back, her face turned blue and white first, and then she turned extremely red.

The others were not much better than Gu Jinglin. They all widened their eyes in shock, opened their mouths wide, and stared at Su Moliang in disbelief.

Isn’t Mu Yaqing dead? How could he suddenly appear here!

Su Moliang glanced at An Yingxuan who was miserable on the cross, and his anger gradually boiled. Then he withdrew his gaze and swept to the small gang led by Gu Jinglin again.

She had flames flashing in her pupils, raised her eyebrows gently, and the corners of her eyes outlined a terrifying bloodthirsty. The cold voice suppressed the danger on the eve of the storm and slowly floated out from her lips: "Sorry, I've disappointed you. I'm not dead, nor will I die, and you will die!"

At the end of the conversation, the light and fluttering tone suddenly slashed, and everyone was shocked like thunder.

Su Moliang's expression suddenly changed, and powerful spiritual power suddenly surged out of his hand. The air seemed to be vacuumed and frozen. The pressure from all directions instantly made everyone so shocked that they couldn't breathe.

Gu Jinglin was so scared that she was pale and shivered when she saw the spiritual energy fluctuations surrounding Su Moliang's arm: "The Emperor's Spirit Master in the late stage of the Emperor's late stage!"

"Oh my God, it's actually the late stage emperor spirit master! Oh my god, I must be crazy!" The young man in purple next to him slapped his brain in disbelief and shook it hard for a few times, hoping that he could wake up.

The others were also stunned by Su Moliang and stood there motionlessly, feeling cold sweat flowing down their spine.

Mu Yaqing is the late imperial spirit master!

Is there anything more terrifying than this?

Is there anything more incredible than this?

They actually offended a late-stage emperor spirit master for an intermediate level!

They are indeed crazy, completely crazy!

"No, no! I don't believe it! Why are you the late emperor spirit master? You lied to me! You liar!" The strength shown by Su Moliang had the biggest blow to Gu Jinglin.

Although Gu Jinglin is not very strong, she is arrogant and has a strong sense of self-esteem. In her mind, Mu Yaqing is just a waste, but now this waste has become a late-stage emperor. You must know that this kind of strength can jump into the top few of the elite list.
Chapter completed!