"I didn't expect that it would be an evil cultivator who came back to help me!" Wang Yuanfang watched those loose cultivators rush out of the exit one by one, and looked at Wang Daozi, who was still fighting side by side with him, with a wry smile and said. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Humph!" Wang Daozi snorted coldly and did not answer. Although he is an evil cultivator, he has always looked down on those righteous mages who claim to be pure and high. More often than not, Wang Daozi felt that they were more like a bunch of hypocrites! Fly separately when disaster comes!

"Hey, isn't this jujube wood sword mine?" Wang Daozi glanced at the wooden sword in Wang Yuanfang's hand and said, "Hurry up and return it to me!" This is a baby, something that was snatched away by Wang Yuanfang last time!

"Concentrate on killing the enemy, don't daydream!" The sky had begun to whiten, Wang Yuanfang looked at the exit behind him, and said the overwhelming and endless "ghosts" in front of him. What he got in his hands and wanted to go back? It's not a dream, it's what you're doing!

"Why did you come out early?" As soon as Ye Xiasheng, who was waiting at the entrance of the passage, opened his eyes, he found that the scattered cultivators who participated in the competition in the Shuluo Field were like ashes, and they ran outside with a miserable face.

Could it be that seven days have passed? Ye Xiasheng pinched his fingers and calculated, no! It's only been three and a half days, why are all these scattered cultivators running out? Could it be that what happened in the Shura field? Thinking of this, Ye Xiasheng let out a "chuckle" in his heart, and he grabbed a loose cultivator who was sitting on the ground and asked anxiously, "Have you encountered ancient creatures?"

"No, we've encountered a ghost!" This casual cultivator said with a pale face.

"Glamorous Spirit?" Ye Xiasheng looked dazed, not knowing what this thing was!

"The charm is all kinds of spirits in the mountains, the spirits, the mountain gods and beasts; Charm is also a monster. The gods and monsters of the mountains and forests, the strange atmosphere of the deep valleys. The spirit of the dragon, the essence of Chuanze...... "This loose cultivator told Ye Xiasheng the explanation of the thin old man Wang Daozi tremblingly. Thinking of the scene just now, this casual cultivator couldn't help but shudder! The overwhelming "ghosts" are densely packed and make the scalp tingle!

"Close the passageway!" Just as Ye Xiasheng was discussing what the charm was, Wang Yuanfang had already withdrawn from the passage with the old Sanxiu and Wang Daozi on his back. Looking at the desperate exit drill of the ghostly spirit, Wang Daozi made a seal and slapped those "ghosts" in.

"Haste as the law, oh!" Ye Xiasheng recited a spell, and the spirit bodies of the seven elders emitted a bright light, sealing the passage of the Shura Field!

"I'll go and report this to my tutor immediately!" Ye Xiasheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone had come out. He stood up and said.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, announce the results of the competition first!" Wang Yuanfang grabbed Ye Xiasheng, who was about to leave, and said. Now his stomach is full of miasma, some of which have invaded his internal organs, and he must hurry back and pull out these miasma!

"This ...... All right! Seeing everyone's eagerly awaited expressions, Ye Xiasheng nodded, and he beckoned to Ye Qiusheng and Ye Dongsheng, asking them to lead a few disciples to start counting the corpse soul grass collected by the scattered cultivators! Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Yuanfang and the scattered cultivators were all working on the Gang Qi to eliminate the miasma in their bodies!

And Wang Daozi, a thin old man, took advantage of everyone's inattention and ran away! Just kidding, this is Maoshan, let others know that he is an evil cultivator, and those decent children have to skin him!

"I declare that the most corpse soul grass collected this time is ......" The inventory is very fast, because the scattered cultivators have not pulled out a few plants, and some have not even had one!

"Hey, wait a minute, mine hasn't been counted yet!" Under the nervous gaze of the cultivators, Ye Xiasheng was about to announce the results of the competition. But before he could say a few words, he was interrupted by Wang Yuanfang. Wang Yuanfang carried his snakeskin bag and said, "I have more than 20 here!"

"More than 20 ......"

"How did he get here......"

"Didn't he know how to collect corpse soul grass?"

"He's lying......"

For a while, the other casual cultivators were talking about it. Because they didn't believe that Wang Yuanfang could collect so many corpse soul grasses at all, this was a rare thing, and it wasn't cabbage!

"Hey, he really has ......"

"So many ......"

Seeing Wang Yuanfang shake out the corpse soul grass in the snakeskin bag, those scattered cultivators talked about it again. There were a few loose cultivators whose faces were very ugly.

"Although I didn't know that I wanted to collect the Corpse Soul Grass, but after I went in, I found that this kind of grass was very special, so I pulled a few plants at random, but I didn't expect it to come in handy......" Looking at the Maoshan disciples and scattered cultivators with puzzled expressions, Wang Yuanfang said with a calm expression.

Of course he won't say it, he's snatched it from the zombies! After all, everyone is involved in destroying zombies, and it will be troublesome if everyone asks for an equal split!

"Why did that fellow Daoist hide in the Shura Field before?" A casual cultivator asked with a bad face. Originally, he was very hopeful of entering the top ten, but now that Wang Yuanfang has been born, his chances of being selected are one less point.

Especially when he heard Wang Yuanfang say, "Just pull out a few plants", he and the other loose cultivators almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. You are so funny that they pulled out a few plants, and some of them didn't even pull out a single one.

"I'm afraid you'll rob me of my ......," Wang Yuanfang said innocently holding his snakeskin bag and tilting his head.

"Ahem......"

"Ahem......"

"Ahem......"

After listening to Wang Yuanfang's words, the scene was suddenly embarrassed, and the sound of dry coughs one after another rang out. Even some thick-skinned old fritters couldn't hang up, and they blushed. Grandma's, a group of loose cultivators can't wait to go up and beat this little rabbit cub in front of them to death!

"I announce that the first place in this spell world competition is Wang Yuanfang, and the second place is ......" There is no way, seeing Wang Yuanfang, Ye Xiasheng also couldn't laugh or cry. But the facts are there, it is indeed Wang Yuanfang who picks the most corpse soul grass! But as soon as he finished reading Wang Yuanfang's name, he was interrupted by Wang Yuanfang!

"Yay, Lao Tzu number one!" Hearing the results of the game, Wang Yuanfang jumped up and shouted.

"Sit down, I'm not done yet...... Hey, what are you doing? Ye Xiasheng was very dissatisfied with Wang Yuanfang's repeated interruptions of his speech, and was about to reprimand him with a straight face, but he saw that Wang Yuanfang was bouncing away with his snakeskin bag... Let's go......

"Next class, the teacher will call the name, I'm going to class!" Wang Yuanfang turned to Ye Xiasheng and a group of loose cultivators and said, "According to the contact information I left you last time, remember to send me the prizes and bonuses ......"

"What the hell?" Ye Xia gave birth to a few Maoshan disciples, and a group of scattered cultivators looked at each other, I don't know why!