Chapter 173 Chapter 173: Follow your heart and kill whoever is causing trouble!
Meng Chen did not move, but silently released the aura of probably the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. He did not dare to show too much power, otherwise these monsters would all be shocked to death, and there would be no fun.

Among the group of monsters, the monsters in the Foundation Establishment Stage quickly sensed Meng Chen's breath, and they stopped their little monsters from changing direction and continuing to attack the monks on the mountain.

Ji Zhiyin and Wen Ling were dumbfounded. Some of the monsters had already rushed towards Lin Xiaoxiao, so why did they suddenly come back?

This time, the monsters seemed determined to go against them and charged even more frantically. The cultivators on Foxyin Mountain were in great pain and could only fight to the death.

While they were fighting, Meng Chen kept his eyes on the situation on the battlefield.

When the casualties were the heaviest, he also discovered something unusual.

The broken sword behind a little demon in the foundation-building stage emitted a strange green glow, and bursts of secret spells sounded from within the sword. Then the souls of the little demons and human monks who died in the battle involuntarily floated towards the sword, sank into it, and were silent.

The monks on Foxyin Mountain also saw this strange scene, and their eyes were bloodshot. These monsters not only wanted to kill people, but also wanted to take their souls!

Ji Zhiyin and Wen Ling were originally just mingling in the back, but when they saw that the souls of the people being killed had been sucked away, they felt a sense of crisis and started to join in the fight.

It was not until midnight that both sides stopped fighting, but both suffered heavy losses.

Countless disciples from various sects were killed or injured, and some even crushed their identity tokens and escaped from the secret realm. Now there are only about thirty people left in total, but their strength is unquestionable, and they are all the best among the cultivators of each sect.

The monsters didn't gain any benefits either. The remaining disciples all had something to rely on and had at least one spiritual weapon in their hands. This was why they were able to resist the foundation-building monsters.

Although Wen Ling looked weak, she was taken care of by many monks during the battle. During the rest time, she asked about their injuries one by one and expressed her sympathy. The monks were instantly moved and their desire to protect her was overwhelming.

At this moment, Wen Ling was walking among many disciples, and seemed to have become the group's favorite again.

During this period, many cultivators presented their protective spiritual weapons to Wen Ling, as if they were giving them to Wen Ling, but Wen Ling did not accept them.

It’s not that I don’t want the treasures, it’s that I really don’t like these spiritual weapons.

From a distance, Lin Xiaoxiao saw this scene and her face became a little gloomy.

"Damn it, how could this vicious guy be so good at disguising himself!"

Li Wan'er and two other Zixiao Sect disciples had been following Meng Chen, and were now observing everything that was happening from a third-party perspective. From this perspective, they could actually see something unusual about Wen Ling.

They didn't think so when they were getting along with Wen Ling before. Since everyone was nice to her, they might as well be nice to her. At that time, some senior brothers and sisters wanted to give their spiritual weapons and even spiritual treasures to Wen Ling, and some who were unwilling to give would even be targeted by everyone.

The more they thought about it, the more embarrassed they felt. It was because they were relatively poor and usually didn't talk much in the team, otherwise who knows what they would have done!
The next day, the monsters at the foot of the mountain were sparse and did not attack again, but they did not disperse either. It seemed that they were preparing to blockade Fox Yin Mountain.

Upon seeing this, the disciples from various sects breathed a sigh of relief. They could finally have some peace and quiet for a while.

Meng Chen took Lin Xiaoxiao, Li Wan'er and others to Fox Yin Mountain. When the disciples on the mountain saw them, their faces suddenly became gloomy.

When Wen Ling saw them coming up, he said with a sullen face, "Humph! They are very powerful, but they just stand by and watch. How shameless!"

Ji Zhiyin's eyes were filled with resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "These people disregard the friendship between fellow disciples, and I don't know what they are doing now!"

The disciples of other sects stared at Meng Chen and Lin Xiaoxiao with gloomy faces, and they obviously had a bad impression of them. Facing such vicious looks, Meng Chen just smiled contemptuously, put his hands behind his back and walked to the middle of the Zixiao Sect disciples.

There were only seven people left in Zixiao Sect, including Ji Zhiyin and Wen Ling. Their eyes were filled with murderous intent and they had been fighting all night, with their bodies stained with the strong scent of blood.

Ji Zhiyin drew his sword, and a dazzling sword light flashed before everyone's eyes, pointing directly at Meng Chen.

"You traitors of the Zixiao Sect! You deserve to die!"

Meng Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold: "I don't like others pointing swords at me."

When Wen Ling beside Ji Zhiyin heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Sister Xiaoxiao, not only do you want to stand aside and watch your fellow disciples, but now you want to add insult to injury, right?"

Meng Chen didn't say anything. He raised his hand and pointed in the air. A blood hole appeared between Ji Zhiyin's eyebrows, and blood flowers bloomed at the back of his head. He was already pierced through.

Before anyone could react, Ji Zhiyin fell straight down. The loud noise of his landing made the nearby monks tremble.

Wen Ling, who was standing next to Ji Zhiyin, was dumbfounded. Lin Xiaoxiao and Li Wan'er were also dumbfounded. All this happened too suddenly!
Meng Chen glanced at him indifferently: "I said I don't like people pointing swords at me."

As Meng Chen's voice fell, the surrounding cultivators finally reacted. Wen Ling retreated in horror, feeling extremely panicked.

Ji Zhiyin's cultivation is considered to be top-notch in the team. If even he is not a match, then the others will be even less likely to be.

Meng Chen's eyes never fell on her. With his hands behind his back, he said to Lin Xiaoxiao behind him:

"Xiaoxiao, kill whoever harms you, kill whoever disgusts you, no matter if they are from the same sect or blood relatives, the right way is to give them back in their own way, don't be bound by the so-called sect relationship or blood relationship."

There was a ferocity flashing in Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes, and her gaze was already locked on Wen Ling.

Wen Ling just felt like he was being stared at by some ferocious monster and was about to be torn to pieces at any time.

She quickly stepped back, grabbed the arm of a male monk, and said in panic, "Brother Zhou Ping, they want to betray the sect, they want to become demons, help me!"

She looked very weak, crying like a pear blossom in the rain, but none of the cultivators around her dared to say a word. From the way Meng Chen killed Ji Zhiyin just now, they could see that the strength of this mysterious masked man was unfathomable. At least, he was not someone that they, the noobs who were only practicing Qi and building foundation, could afford to provoke.

As for Wen Ling, they did feel pity and shame for her, but that was all.

Lin Xiaoxiao stepped forward and a sword appeared in her hand, which was still stained with the ice of the Ice Dragon Python.

Seeing that no one was helping him, Wen Ling quickly crushed the identity token in his hand and disappeared into the secret realm the next moment.

Li Wan'er was unhappy: "Damn, I forgot about this. The identity token can take her out of the secret realm by force..."

Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Meng Chen, who told her not to worry about it, saying it was just a grasshopper in autumn.

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