"Obviously, you failed, so you don't get a reward. The white bone spirit put away the quasi-saint-level immortal crystal in his hand, and said with a smile: "But it doesn't matter, you can come again tomorrow, I don't care how many people you bring in or what means you use, as long as you can force these three hundred people to say a word, this immortal crystal is yours." ”

The interests of the sky are great, but the leader of the fierce bandits hesitates.

Able to pull up a team and roar Miao Jiang, his wisdom is no worse than that of ordinary sect leaders, and he can guess that the other party is using them as a knife to hone those three hundred people.

"They are always your enemies. Seeing his concerns, the Bone Spirit pointed to a corpse and said, "I can guarantee that no one else will come against you." Of course, if you don't want to, I won't force it, after all, there must be warriors under the heavy money, and there are many fierce criminals who want to take the fairy crystal. ”

"Your Excellency, please allow us to think about it when we get back. The fierce leader's eyes flickered, and he actually bowed down and spoke.

The smile on the white bone spirit's face remained the same, and he said casually, "Please take care of yourself." ”

When the murderers slapped their horses and left, the white bone spirit saved three hundred disciples as usual, and said lightly: "Summarize the gains and losses, and prepare for tomorrow's battle!"

Although the three hundred disciples were defeated again, there was not the slightest frustration on their faces, and even everyone's eyes were full of fighting intent, and they shouted in unison: "Yes." ”

"If you join the army, you will definitely be the best general. When the white bone spirit returned to the two of them, Xu Feiniang sighed.

"Forget about the generals or something, it's not what I want to do on the march and fight. The White Bone Spirit said decisively.

If you are not determined at this time, you will always feel that this kind of task will fall on your head in the future.

On the third day, the leader of the fierce bandits came to the front of the mountain town again with 800 fierce bandits, and without saying a word to the 300 disciples in the array, he drew his knife and slashed, and the shouts of killing suddenly became one.

It is undeniable that after being dismembered and even tortured twice, the three hundred disciples have looked down on life and death, even if the blade is added, even if the body is in a different place, they are not satisfied, they are just doing it.

The result is still like that, the murderer is afraid, but the killed are arrogant, and the whole battlefield is full of strange smell. If you add that unconvinced, unconvinced Q&A, the scene is even more weird.

This time, the cultivation of the three hundred people clearly did not rise in the slightest, but they persevered for three hours under the impact of more enemies, one hour more than the second time, and nearly two hours more than the first time. Their combat power, their beliefs, are growing rapidly at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Then, starting from the third battle, some of the three hundred disciples began to break through from time to time, and under the strong pressure, everyone burst out of their potential.

As the battle continued, in addition to the three hundred disciples becoming more and more indifferent to death, the number of fierce criminals was also slowly and continuously decreasing. After all, this is the counterattack of three hundred geniuses, not three hundred lambs to the slaughter.

Finally, when the number of murderers lost more than five hundred, the leader of the thieves could not bear it anymore, and left the mountain town with the people in ashes, never to return.

"After the initial killing, there is barely a trace of blood, and the master can use them with confidence in the future. "One evening, the sun sets, the bright sunset shines on the earth, and the shadow of the group is long. The White Bone Spirit, the Mixed Yuan Sect Master, and Xu Feiniang stood together, staring at the three hundred fierce disciples who were rushing into the sky, as if there were blood-filled disciples on their bodies, and spoke softly.

The Mixed Yuan Sect Master and Xu Feiniang glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched together.

Just the three hundred people in front of them, a picture of hell Shura, is it still called reluctant?

Of course, the White Bone Spirit would not tell them that the Demon God Army of Huaguo Mountain, if they were equal in strength, would almost be able to completely abuse these three hundred people. Even if you attack 300 with 100 people, you can still win the battle.

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That night, when everyone was less than 30,000 miles away from Shenzhou, the Mixed Yuan Sect Master gave another chance to rest, and the group set up camp on a high mountain.

In the middle of the moon, the cold wind whimpered, blowing a dark cloud that obscured the moonlight.

A shadow crept to the ground, coming from nowhere, and slowly came to the tent. Since it didn't have any breath, and there was not the slightest trace of it as it advanced, even the Chaos Yuan Sect Master couldn't find any trace of it.

The shadow cautiously circled the camp twice, as if to check the situation.

At the same time, in a tent surrounded by three hundred tents, the white bone spirit suddenly opened his eyes: "Restless, throbbing, this is a dangerous omen." It's just that...... Now that the Great Sage of the Mixed Yuan Sect Master lives next to me, safety should be guaranteed, where does the danger come from?"

In the midst of his hesitation, the shadow had already determined his position, and silently came to his tent.

The sense of crisis in the white bones grew worse and worse, so severe that he wondered if he was suffering from persecution paranoia, but when he stood up from the blanket, a knife suddenly cut through the darkness and slammed into his chest, the blade piercing the heart.

"Boom!" Such an earth-shattering change woke up the Mixed Yuan Sect Master in cultivation, and the tent of the white bone spirit instantly turned into nothingness, and a pair of big hands tightly grasped the neck of the shadow.

"Shui Han, are you okay?" Holding the shadow in one hand, thousands of laws accompanied it to prevent it from escaping or exploding itself, and with the other hand he held the body of the white bone spirit falling to the ground, and the Mixed Yuan Sect Master said anxiously.

The hope of Wutai Mountain in his eyes was hit hard under his nose, and this situation made him angry and wanted to kill.

"The knife is poisonous, my body can't move now, and the poison is spreading wildly. Even though the condition of his body was not optimistic, the White Bone Spirit still maintained absolute calm.

"Mind if I check it out for you?" said the Mixed Yuan Sect Master.

The third layer of the Nine Ghost Demon Body is ever-changing, not ever-changing, when the white bone essence changes into Yi Shuihan, this body has also completely turned into a male body, and he is not afraid of any prying eyes: "No problem, even if you check it, you can find out how to target it." ”

The Mixed Yuan Sect Master's face was grim, and he placed his palm on the forehead of the White Bone Spirit, and his surging thoughts rushed towards his body.

Bai Gu secretly cooperated with the ability to temporarily relieve the inviolability of ten thousand laws, and let the Mixed Yuan Sect Master check the situation of his body.

"It's terrible, the destructive power of the toxin is beyond imagination, and in this time, almost all the internal organs are necrotic, and the flesh is rotting. The most important thing is that I have never heard of this toxin and I don't know how to solve it. ”

"How should this be?" made such a big commotion, Xu Feiniang and the three hundred disciples all woke up and surrounded the two, and the former said in a bit of a panic.

She also knew how high Yi Shuihan's status was in the heart of the Mixed Yuan Sect Master, and she also knew how much of a blow it would have to the Mixed Yuan Sect Master if Yi Shuihan died here!