Chapter 57

"Oh! This Zhao Zhengping really wants to face and suffer! Ah wait! You just said Beishan village

Behind the elder, the two elders said, as if realizing their identity, and said, "Beishan village, isn't that a small village with only 100 families? There is not even a monk among them. Did you say Zhao Zhengping went to Beishan village

All of a sudden, all the elders looked at the four elders and wanted to see if he was wrong.

But that's what the elder looks like.

"Beishan village? How could it be? "

"How can someone kill Zhao Zhengping and his four disciples in Beishan village? We don't even know that Beishan village has such strong people? "

"If Beishan village is really a powerful hermit, then we should really pay attention to it!"

……

All the elders are frowning at this moment.

For hundreds of years, qingshanzong has always been the first major gate in a thousand miles. They will know anything about the village, which can be said to control all the villages.

Beishan village was not considered by them at all, because Beishan village is the smallest village under the jurisdiction of qingshanzong. Even the number of people from a big family in other medium-sized villages is larger than the population of Beishan village combined.

It was in such a small village that even the little ants could not count as a small ant for the Qingshan sect. It was a strong man who could kill Zhao Zhengping, who was in the triple realm of martial arts. All the elders and even the patriarchs of the Castle Peak sect did not expect that.

After all, all the gifted children, even the elderly people who have exceeded the best cultivation age, are absorbed into the Qingshan clan as much as possible, for fear that there will be other energy to overthrow their ruling position of Qingshan sect!

But now, it is actually a small place which is the smallest and the smallest, which is not put in their eyes, and even disdains to manage, absorb and set foot in, there are forces beyond their control, which makes all of them attach importance to it.

So at the moment, all the elders are looking at the high-ranking green mountain patriarch, waiting for the Lord's order.

Master Aoyama is hidden in the hall at the moment, but his outline can be seen. He is frowning and thinking about something.

Just when all the elders were confused, the leader of Aoyama finally opened his mouth.

Only listen to his mouth, the tone is actually have a ruthless taste of iron and blood, the voice cold way: "since it is a small mole ant, don't give them a chance to set off a storm, directly kill it."

"Destroy It's gone

All the elders seemed to have never thought that the patriarch would make such a decision, but although they were surprised, they did not refute it.

After all, for martial arts friars like them, mortals are like weeds on the road in their eyes. They can decide the life and death of the latter.

Mortals have always been the cheapest in their eyes, and they are not even as important as a monster.

At least the monster is full of treasure, bone can refine treasure, blood can refine medicine, meat can strengthen blood gas, demon Dan can increase spiritual power!

What about mortals?

It's an ant that wastes food and resources.

"Yes

All the elders took orders in unison.

"You can go together. You can do it faster."