Qiulin said, waved his hand and shouted loudly.
"Come here, bring everyone from Qianhuan Academy."
As soon as Qiulin finished speaking, more than a dozen people filed in at the entrance of Linlang Tower.
With a wave of their arms, they threw the ten people on the hall like dead pigs.
The hair and clothes of these ten people were messy, and their bodies were covered with blood. After being thrown to the ground, they struggled to get up, but they could not succeed.
Even though their hair covered their faces, Jun Mohuang and Dou Zilin recognized immediately that these ten people were all students of Qianhuan Academy.
Among them were Feng Yunqi, Wu Qianyong, Shi Feng, Yuan Kun, Ying Chen and Meng Yu.
Among the ten of them, their true strength is all at the sixth level of the Spirit Casting Realm.
There are currently a total of twelve people in the sixth level of Casting Spirit Realm in Qianhuan Academy. Jun Mohuang pushed Feng Yunqi, Wu Qianyong, and Shifeng's hair away from their faces, and saw a bloody mess on their foreheads.
Dou Zilin and others also lifted the hair from the foreheads of the other seven people, whose foreheads were also bloody and bloody.
Not only that, they all had bloody lips and sunken chests, and they were obviously beaten seriously.
"Boss, it hurts so much, so uncomfortable."
When Feng Yunqi saw Jun Mohuang, he couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"Don't be afraid. If you take the elixir first, it won't hurt."
Despite Feng Yunqi's carefree and talkative personality, if he hadn't been in extreme pain, he would never have spoken out.
As early as the moment Jun Mohuang's hand came into contact with Feng Yunqi's body, she discovered that Feng Yunqi was seriously injured inside his body and his consciousness was scattered in his brain.
As long as he is forced to kowtow a few more times by people from the Lingxiao Sect, his consciousness will be scattered and even she will not be able to save him.
Once a cultivator loses his spiritual consciousness, it means that he will become a fool for life. Not to mention cultivation, he will not even be able to take care of himself in a normal life.
There was a violent storm surging in Jun Mohuang's eyes, and a violent aura was growing in his heart.
Why do these people come to hurt the people she cares about again and again!
The ink-colored flames entrenched on her Qi Sea Spiritual Platform sensed the owner's emotions and suddenly turned into an ink-colored sea of fire, covering the entire eight-story spiritual platform.
There was an inexplicable hatred, and as the violence in her heart continued to rise, she had the urge to kill everyone in the Lingxiao Sect.
Jun Mohuang resisted the desire to kill and took out ten pills. Several female students took the pills from her hand and fed them to the others.
"Everyone, these ten people are all students of Qianhuan Academy. Because they refused to kowtow and apologize to the three elders of Feiyun Sect, we at Lingxiao Sect had to grab the hair of these ten people and help them kowtow. But these ten people have always been stubborn. If they are not effective and refuse to apologize and admit their mistakes, then we, the Lingxiao Sect, can only give them some color and let these people know how powerful our Lingxiao Sect is."
Qiulin saw the miserable condition of the ten students and said proudly.
"Yes, that's how it should be."
In a place like Tianxing City, where the jungle prevails, other customers would not think that Lingxiao Sect had gone too far. Instead, they would applaud in their hearts.
"Hmph, you see, this is what happens if you don't kowtow and apologize! You go and catch those stinky girls, grab their hair and help them kowtow until they take the initiative to apologize to the three elders and admit their mistakes! Especially That stinky girl in red, I want her to be knocked down a thousand times, no, ten thousand times!"
(End of chapter)