Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

"We, the Huangyin Sect, have always been upright and honest, and have never done anything dirty. Someone must have framed us."

Hear this.

Lu Zhiqiu sneered repeatedly.

If Jianji Sect had not received a poisonous spirit vein a few days ago, she would have actually believed the righteous words of Master Tashan.

But at this moment, she naturally would not reveal her relationship with Jian Ji Zong.

She just glanced at everyone with contempt.

He continued to maintain the magic and stripped away the Huangyin Secret Realm.

Seeing that Lu Zhiqiu was indifferent, Master Tashan wondered why this man was so unreasonable. If he had known about his situation, he would have attacked him long ago.

It can be seen that Lu Zhiqiu is still tampering with the Huangyin Secret Realm.

He could not care about anything else, his face darkened, and he said in a low voice:

"It seems that fellow Daoist doesn't want to talk properly."

"Then let's use our fists."

Although the specific strength of the mysterious man in front of him is still unclear.

But if the five of them join forces, can the other party still rebel?

Fearing that the Huangyin Secret Realm would be damaged, they did not dare to delay any longer.

A thought came to my mind.

Then five terrifying tiger spirits appeared, with fireworks of different colors burning on their bodies. They looked like ghost tigers rushing out from the underworld. The ferocity in their eyes was enough to scare people with just a glance.

Many disciples of the Huangyin Sect.

They had been startled by the loud noise and came out of their caves, watching the confrontation between the two sides in the back mountain from afar.

"Who is that person covered in purple light? Why is he so arrogant? He actually dares to challenge the five Golden Core Elders."

"I guess it's some independent cultivator from Guiyu who just achieved the Golden Core Dao. He's so ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth that he wants to use our sect as a springboard to accomplish something big and enhance his own reputation."

"That's truly foolish. However... he was able to bypass the detection of the sect's protective formation and infiltrate our sect. He is indeed a talent."

"I bet in ten moves that he will be defeated by the combined forces of the elders."

"I bet five moves."

"I'll play it safe and bet on fifteen moves."

……

The disciples were chattering away, not wanting to sleep at all, and were all excitedly discussing the battle situation in front of them.

I saw the five elders join forces to summon five tiger spirits.

Even more excited.

I just felt that this arrogant and mysterious man was about to die on the spot.

The next moment.

A ray of purple light shot out, seemingly ordinary, but it cut down the tiger spirit like a piece of dry wood and rotten wood, leaving no residue.

This not only scared the disciples.

Even the Jindan masters such as Tashan Zhenren were shocked.

A sense of solemnity welled up in everyone's heart - this guy doesn't seem to be easy to deal with, and is much stronger than we expected.

The five people didn't communicate much.

They changed their positions tacitly, took a series of strange steps, and used their spiritual power to draw lines in the air.

A hint of contempt appeared at the corner of Lu Zhiqiu's mouth.

The left hand continued to peel off the Huangyin Secret Realm.

He made hand gestures with his right hand, and waves of strange fluctuations spread from his palm.

A Pure Tour of All Things and the Art of Floating Sounds.

The five Jindan who were circulating their spiritual energy suddenly felt as if there were millions of mosquitoes buzzing in their heads.

The pace was originally quite orderly.

Gradually confused.

The Floating Sound Technique is a disruptive technique that is very effective when used to disrupt attacks that require precise coordination.

Lu Zhiqiu took the opportunity to swing out a few more sword energies.

Several Jindans had no time to react.

Then he saw a sword energy as big as a mountain coming right in front of him.

They wanted to defend themselves, but their meridians felt like they were injected with paste, their faces turned red, and they couldn't circulate their spiritual energy even if they tried their best.

He could only let the sword energy hit him.

The intense pain even caused them to fall into a brief coma.

When they come to their senses.

I have discovered that there is a tall man standing in front of me.

It was the sect leader, Master Huang Yin.

"This person's strength is close to that of a Nascent Soul. You are no match for him. Please retreat."

A faint voice came.

The five elders looked at each other, and finally fell back to the ground half relieved and half unwilling.

……

far away.

The disciples who were originally betting on how many rounds the mysterious man could last fell silent.

They can't think of it at all.

This man was so ferocious that even the five elders couldn't take him down together.

What is the origin of this?

Their Huangyin Sect has been keeping a low profile over the years. Apart from bullying weaker sects from time to time, they have not offended any powerful enemies.

There's no reason for an old monster to come out and cause trouble.

The confusion in the hearts of these disciples is also the confusion in the heart of Master Huang Yin.

He was also very curious about the identity of the visitor.

Emperor Huangyin clasped his fists towards Lu Zhiqiu and said with a smile:

"Don't be impulsive, fellow Daoist. Let's sit down and talk slowly."

"Why bother with such a fuss?"

Lu Zhiqiu smiled slightly:

"Talk about your mother."

"You stole my things, and you still dare to ask me to sit down and talk slowly."

Master Huang Yin suppressed his anger and remained pleasant:

"Fellow Daoist, please make your words more clear."

"I believe I am upright and rigorous in my conduct and have never had any conflict with a man as outstanding as you."

Of course, what I said before is all bullshit.

But later on, Master Huang Yin really didn't lie.

He has been in seclusion recuperating from his injuries these years, and is indeed not as violent as he was when he was young. He no longer looks for trouble everywhere, and has become much more restrained in his interactions with others.

Lu Zhiqiu didn't say anything, but the technique of stripping away the Huangyin Secret Realm was always maintained.

I saw that this person had been attacking the sect’s Huangyin Secret Realm.

Suddenly.

A terrible thought flashed through the mind of Emperor Huang Yin:

Could it be... that this person is talking about this secret place?

But the next moment, he suppressed his doubt.

The Huangyin Secret Realm was moved here by our ancestors from a secret realm. If we really want to trace its origin, it is only rumored to be related to the great monk in the Tribulation Period in Fengjing Tower.

How dare this person say that he had robbed his family's things?

Could it be that he is still the owner of Fengjing Tower’s man?

Ridiculous.

then.

Emperor Yin no longer hesitated, and his voice gradually turned cold:

"Fellow Daoist, are you trying to tease me?"

"If you want to seize my sect's secret realm, just say so directly. There's no need to make up these clumsy lies."

"This Imperial Yin Secret Realm has belonged to our sect since ancient times and has been passed down for thousands of years. All fellow Daoists in Gui Territory have witnessed it."

"Stop it immediately, I can still pretend it never happened."

"Otherwise, you will die on the spot today!"

Lu Zhiqiu sneered.

After stretching himself, he chuckled:

"I say you all seem to be a little sick."

"If you want to stop me, just do it. Why are you standing there talking nonsense?"

Master Huang Yin was humiliated by this.

Finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

There was a gleam in his eyes, and a long spear fell from the sky, formed purely by powerful spiritual power, and exuded the heaviness of a mountain.

A halberd chopped down, bringing up wind and thunder all over the sky.

Lu Zhiqiu was well prepared.

The triple dragon climbing technique was activated, directly increasing the strength to the middle stage of the golden elixir.

Holding a wooden sword, he fought against the halberd.

She maintained the spell with one hand.

He held the sword with only one hand, and purple mist rose up, like the fiercest fire in a furnace, melting the halberd layer by layer.

Just a moment.

The euphorbia completely dissipated.

"Something."

"When did a figure like you appear in Guiyu? I've never even heard of you before."

True Man Huang Yin narrowed his eyes, his heart awe-inspiring, and that little bit of contempt was gone.

Lu Zhiqiu smiled slightly:

"There are so many things you haven't heard of."

Say it.

He actually took the initiative to attack, and the sword energy whistled like the wind, rolling up the clouds in the sky, gathering into a sword of wind and cloud, and slamming towards Zhenren Huang Yin.

Master Huang Yin's face was solemn.