Chapter 1210: Teach You some Principles of Life

Chapter 1210: Teach you some principles of life

The square in front of a palace was full of monks. They wore different clothes and obviously came from different regions. Many people blocked the entrance of the main hall, looking at the front with playful faces.

In front of these people, there were one or two hundred people standing, all exuding a powerful aura, looking at the entrance of the hall with disdain, and many of them had even reached the point where their swords were on the verge of breaking out.

At the entrance of the main hall, monks were crowded. Almost all the people from Nanyu who participated in the All Saints Pharmacopoeia this time gathered here, and everyone's face was not very good-looking.

"Our Southern Region has only three palaces. If the last one is given to your Spiritual Realm, will we still have a place to stay?" A young man in white in the Southern Region mustered up his courage and said, his face extremely gloomy.

They have been squeezed out by other monks from the Eight Regions for the past few days. More than a hundred people have crowded into a palace, which is already very crowded. Let alone cultivation, it is very uncomfortable to live in.

Usually these people are geniuses of the Imperial Dynasty and the Holy City, but when they arrived here, their arrogance was wiped out within a few days.

Compared with other regions, the overall strength of the Southern Region is obviously inferior. Most people are only in the Emperor of War realm, and even a few people are in the Emperor of War realm, and the Saint of War realm is almost extinct!

Ordinary medicine refining geniuses go very fast in the process of refining medicine, but their own strength is not very good. Nine domain monks under the age of twenty-five who can break through the battle emperor realm and become an eighth-rank pharmacist can do so. Call it a genius.

Like Chu Yunbei, although he was only in the early stage of the Battle Saint Realm, he was also an eighth-rank pharmacist. In the Nine Regions, he was also an extremely rare genius.

Not to mention that the current Chu Yunbei has broken through to the middle stage of the War Saint, even in the ancient city of the Chu family, there are few people of the same age who can compare.

"If you don't have a place to stay, then sleep on the street, isn't it more spacious there?" A young man in a blue robe opposite smiled indifferently.

"Why don't you guys sleep on the street?" The white-robed young man in Nanyu frowned, extremely angry.

If Yunxi was here, he would definitely be able to recognize him, because this young man in white robe was his cousin Yunzheng, who was worshiped under the door of Chu Wenxuan of the Chu family in Wushuang Holy City, and also followed Chu Yannan.

It's just that he didn't die. During that time, his master, Chu Wenxuan, happened to leave Wushuang Holy City to do some errands, and escaped a catastrophe.

"What did you say?" The green-robed youth glared angrily, and the aura of the Battle Saint Realm rushed out, and Yun Zheng and the monks in the Southern Territory suddenly trembled.

"I said, Murong Xi, can your spiritual realm do it? If not, it's our turn to the Eastern Territory. The Eastern Territory is not only adjacent to the Southern Territory, but also adjacent to the Tianyu Territory. We are all neighbors. This palace is left to Let's go to the Eastern Region." At this moment, a young man in a golden robe next to him said, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Wearing a golden crown on his head, he was extremely noble, with a proud face, exuding an aura of a superior person invisibly.

"Hmph!" The green-robed youth snorted coldly, and glared at the golden-robed youth. His name was Murong Xi, and he was a genius of the Murong family.

Among the spiritual realm monks who went to the ancient city of the Chu family to participate in the Wansheng Pharmacopoeia, his talent for refining medicine was only weaker than Murong Langchen.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you continue to get out, I can let you go, otherwise..." Murong Xi already had a murderous look on his body.

God Realm and Territory asked for a palace in the Southern Territory, and the monks in the Southern Territory gave up after struggling a few times. Now, they dare to compete with him. Doesn't this mean that their spiritual realm is not as good as God Realm and Territory?

This naturally made Murong Xi very angry, but he didn't think about it. In the beginning, there were three palaces, and there was still a way for the monks in the Southern Region to retreat, but now, the monks in the Southern Region have no way out.

If they are really going to be driven to the street by the people of the spiritual realm, they will never even think about raising their heads in front of other cultivators from the other realms.

When Murong Xi said this, his aura suddenly rose a bit, and his killing intent became stronger and stronger.

"Otherwise, what about?" Before Murong Xi could continue speaking, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded from behind, the voice was not loud, but it was very penetrating, and all the monks in the audience could hear it clearly.

"Who the hell is talking?" Murong Xi was the first to get upset, and looked around coldly. At this moment, the crowd behind gave way.

In the distance, a figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone. It was a young man in a black robe, with thick black hair flying in the wind, and a little white civet lying on his shoulder.

The person who came was naturally Xiao Fan. Hearing the discussion of the crowd, Xiao Fan probably understood what happened.

As a member of the Southern Territory, Xiao Fan is naturally not happy to see others pee on his head, not to mention, he still needs to live here for a while.

Could it be that he, the majestic Lord of the Asura Palace, still went to sleep on the street? What a joke!

"You son of a bitch was talking just now? Where did you come from!" Murong Xi was furious when he saw Xiao Fan ignoring him.

The others also looked at Xiao Fan with disdain, this kid really wanted to die, he dared to touch Murong Xi's brow, and many people had fun smiles on their faces.

"Pfft!"

As soon as Murong Xi finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly flickered in the void, and then, Murong Xi's body suddenly flew upside down, one arm was thrown high up, and blood spattered.

"Hiss~" The crowd gasped, their pupils suddenly shrank, and everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Xiao Fan.

At some point, Xiao Fan had disappeared in place, as if he had never appeared before.

"Ah~" Murong Xi let out a scream like killing a pig, his figure retreated quickly, and a black shadow flickered in his pupils.

boom!

Before he could recover, a giant foot fell from the sky and trampled on his chest fiercely.

With a bang, the giant foot followed Murong Xi and fell on the ground. The ground shook violently, and cracks spread in all directions, splashing dust all over the sky.

Through the dust, the crowd saw a black figure, standing with one hand behind his back, stepping on Murong Xi's chest, his face was extremely cold.

"Teach you some principles of life, don't have a bad mouth! One arm is your price!" The black shadow kicked heavily on Murong Xi's side ribs.

Murong Xi's body shot out, hitting towards the monks in the spiritual domain, several people rushed up to block Murong Xi's body.

The moment they came into contact with Murong Xi, they felt a huge force rushing in, and the bones of their hands all broke with a snap.

The next moment, several people fell to the ground at the same time, looking at the dark shadow in the distance with resentment on their faces.

"So strong!" The pupils of the crowd trembled violently, and those with playful faces also showed seriousness.

Murong Xi, who was able to fight, had no power to fight back. This is not an ordinary horror. After all, he must be a monk at the Battle Saint Realm, but is there any Battle Saint Realm among the monks participating in the All Saints Pharmacopoeia in the Southern Territory?

When the dust dissipated, the black shadow appeared again. He stood alone in front of the main hall, with his back to the entrance of the main hall and the monks from the Southern Region, looking ahead with a stern expression.

Who else could the black shadow be besides Xiao Fan?

He looked at all the monks in the audience coldly, and said coldly: "Who else wants this palace?"