I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

The faces of the inner disciples of Bingshen Peak changed drastically and they shouted loudly.

In this instant, several of his fellow disciples had been knocked away by Li Qingluan, and each of them was bleeding from the mouth and seriously injured.

"Asshole, is the Purple Cloud Sect going to betray Shenxiao and become an enemy of our Holy Land?"

"Li Qingluan, stop it!"

Sharp shouts rang in my ears.

But Li Qingluan's figure only paused slightly, and everyone saw the sneer on her face.

"If Lin Xuan won't come out, then you will bear my wrath for him. All of this is my personal behavior and has nothing to do with the Purple Cloud Sect."

"Shh!"

Li Qingluan's words had just fallen when, the next second, she transformed into a ray of purple light again and shot out at a terrifying speed that the disciples of Bingshen Peak could not even see.

"Bang bang bang..."

Before the disciples could react, someone else was sent flying backwards.

"Damn it!"

"Take action!"

"Stop her!"

The disciples of Bingshen Peak were horrified and their eyes were filled with anger, but they also reacted and took action.

However, they were facing Li Qingluan, who ranked 63rd on the list of evildoers. Her bloodline had returned to her ancestral state, and she had entered the extraordinary realm with 16 times the width of her dantian.

The disciples of Bingshen Peak are only at the Ninth Meridian Realm, how could they possibly be a match?

Their anger is more like a rage of impotence.

One after another, figures flew into the air like flowers scattered by fairies, and then fell heavily to the ground.

In less than three minutes, more than twenty inner disciples of Bingshen Peak were lying on the ground, bleeding and wailing.

Li Qingluan stopped and floated in the air with a cold look on his face.

"Li Qingluan, you are too presumptuous..."

Ye Qiu's expression was extremely grim: "Do you know what kind of disaster your actions will bring to your sect?"

"I said, this is just my personal behavior, and it has nothing to do with my Ziyun Sect."

"On the contrary, is it Lin Xuan who is worthy of becoming the Holy Land's True Inheritor?"

"Hehe... Is this how he watched his fellow apprentice being humiliated?"

"What a waste!"

"Hahaha……"

Li Qingluan laughed out loud with a distorted face.

At this moment, endless rage almost consumed her.

Her mind was filled with the image of her younger brother Li Shuo. This anger almost made her lose her mind at this moment.

"Asshole! Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you disrespect my brother!"

"Senior Brother will never let you go!"

"Li Qingluan, you and the Ziyun Sect should just prepare to bear the wrath of Shenxiao!"

When everyone heard Li Qingluan's words, anger surged in their hearts.

At this moment, Lin Xuan was like a god in their hearts.

How could they bear to hear Li Qingluan insulting them in public?

However, their words at this moment broke the last string in Li Qingluan's mind.

"Hehehe..."

She sneered: "Well, if he won't let me go, will I let him go?"

"He killed my brother, he deserves to die!"

"If Shenxiao doesn't let me go, I will slaughter you and use your blood to sacrifice to my brother's spirit in heaven."

"boom!"

The moment Li Qingluan finished speaking, an even more terrifying aura burst out from his body.

She stretched out her jade hand and grabbed out of thin air, and a sword flashing with purple light appeared in her hand.

Boundless murderous intent emerged at this moment.

The Ice God Peak disciples' expressions changed drastically, and their hearts sank to the bottom.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Li Qingluan opened his mouth and words filled with murderous intent burst out.

The purple light surged, and boundless wind-attributed energy gathered.

A green sword light immediately appeared on her purple sword.

"call out!"

Without any movement, she suddenly shot down from the sky and attacked the disciples of Bingshen Peak.

She was extremely fast and arrived in front of everyone in almost an instant.

The sword pierced through the air and slashed down at the disciples.

"Damn it!"

"She, how dare she!"

"Son of a bitch!"

The disciples of Bingshen Peak were filled with fear, their eyes bloodshot.

"Dragon Roar, Draw the Sword and Slash!"

At this critical moment, a loud shout suddenly rang out.

Hearing the familiar voice, the fear in the hearts of the disciples of Bingshen Peak instantly dissipated.

"Brother!"

Some disciples shouted excitedly.