The Talented Doctor

Xi Yue curled her lips and smiled indifferently, "It just so happens, I also want to know, what will happen if I kill you scumbags in the Temple of the Holy Woman?"

"You...what did you say?!" These holy servants felt that they had misheard, "You want to kill? Haha, are you stupid? Do you think we are all star-liu slaves? We are all serious Divine Realm cultivator, if you kill me, Heaven will punish me. At the slightest level, my cultivation will be destroyed and the sea of ​​clouds will be wiped out. At the worst, it will be wiped out, and my soul will be wiped out!"

"This brazen little girl actually said to kill us? I think she is stupid!"

Xi Yue grabbed it in the void with one hand, originally wanting to grab the Lishui sword.

But with a thought, she remembered the gift Ji Mingyu had given herself.

So the Lishui sword became a fiery red Zhu Tianling.

The moment Zhu Tianling appeared, the holy servants in Beiyuan were dumbfounded.

Even if they don't know Zhu Tian Ling, they can feel the powerful aura on Zhu Tian Ling. This is definitely an artifact, and at least an advanced artifact.

"You...you are not the saint of spirits! The saint of spirits is impossible to drive the artifact, you, who are you?!"

Xi Yue glanced at the scared-silly girls on the ground, then looked at these holy servants with disgust in his eyes.

"If you want to know who I am, go to the eighteenth **** and ask Hades!"

As soon as the voice fell, the flaming Zhu Tianling had already boiled and flew towards the holy servants.

Wherever Zhu Tianling went, she pierced her heart and died instantly.

Those people couldn't even make an exclamation, and just fell straight down like that.

Zhu Tianling turned around and returned to Xi Yue's hands.

In the end, which holy servant whose heart was pierced by Zhu Tianling pointed to Xi Yue, his eyes were full of horror, "Why... why do you kill people without being punished by heaven? Why?"

The answer to him was Xi Yue's cold smile, and Zhu Tianling who slowly retracted.

"Saint, you are the real saint, isn't it the one who came to save us?"

"Saint, please spare our lives, I really want to go home!"

When all the holy servants died, the girls all knelt down in front of Xi Yue, kowtow in joy and horror.

They already knew their fate that they would die in sacrifice to the spirit, and they had already confessed their fate.

However, people are afraid of death. If you can live, who doesn't want to live!

The appearance of this girl gave them hope!

Before Xi Yue could speak, there was an exclamation not far away, "Xi Yue——!!! It's really you!!!"

Xi Yue looked back and saw a pale face, a girl who described a little haggard but unconcealable beauty standing there, looking at her in shock.

This person is An Lingyan.

Because of her superior aptitude, she doesn't need to be trampled and humiliated by these holy servants like these saints. But the life in this holy woman's hall is definitely not easy.

An Lingyan rushed to Xi Yue, looked at the saint saint who was kneeling on the ground, and at the dead saint servant, her eyes were full of disbelief.

She grabbed Xi Yue's hand and said incoherently, "Why are you here? Are you also a saint saint? No, no, Siam only needs to offer a saint saint. Xi Yue, these people You killed it? What can you do now? The people of God's Domain will not let you go."

"Cousin, calm down." Xi Yue grabbed An Lingyan's cold and trembling hand and said softly, "I'm not a saint to the saint. I came here to find you."