Chapter Seventy-Seven: The whole audience was numb
Is this man the devil?
These are the words that every monk is roaring in his heart.
Obviously, I came here to say that unity among monks is the most important thing.
As a result, you will kill a few people to cheer everyone up?
Many monks looked at Lu An with shocked expressions, but at the same time, there was also a bit of awe in the shock.
Because everyone knows how much strength it takes to kill six late-stage Qi cultivation masters in such a short period of time, this must also be an extremely difficult big guy to mess with!
"Hahaha...... Daoyou make a good shot! Clear the hidden dangers for us in advance, some of them are wearing masks, and they are not serious people at first glance. Liu Zheng calmed down and said with a soft smile.
Lu An glanced at Liu Zheng in surprise, nodded and said, "Yes, they are all bad people." β
Three of the six people he killed wore smiley masks, apparently the same people who had killed him before.
As for the other three, the people who reacted the most at the moment of his attack and were extremely hostile to him must also be the ones who wanted to kill him, so he killed them all immediately.
"Hahaha...... Fellow Daoist, then I'll continue. β
Liu Zheng forcibly stabilized his mentality, arched his hand to the monks, and then introduced himself, explaining that the situation was grim, and advocating that everyone put aside the dispute first and join forces to deal with the dangers that may occur next.
I have to say that Liu Zheng is still a very convincing man.
Many of the monks were said to be proud.
It's just that looking at Lu An, there is a bit of fear in his expression.
After all, this man hadn't even started to form a team, and he had six monks.
Are they really going to team up with such ruthless people now?
You won't see that they are not pleasing to the eye, and a baguette will poke them over and give them a gack, right?
Liu Zheng glanced at Lu An, and actually took the initiative to speak out to appease everyone, and directly said that Lu An's danger was a strong and secure sense that everyone could rely on, so that everyone quickly accepted Lu An's existence.
Lu Anxin glanced at Liu Zhenggao again.
The book king of Konghe Academy, to say anything else, his mouth is really powerful!
He didn't know how to explain his harmless nature.
Liu Zheng has already portrayed him as a good comrade-in-arms who dares to love and hate, and can be relied on.
Soon, twenty-four monks formed an exploration team and made their way to the huge mansion.
Lu An followed everyone in a very low-key manner.
Push open the heavy door.
What catches your eye is a long passage that leads to the main hall.
On both sides of the passage, there are various landscapes such as courtyard-like landscapes, pavilions, small ponds, willow forests, pine forests, and small gardens.
"The layout of this house ...... It's kind of weird......"
Liu Zheng frowned.
Lu An nodded.
Normal people, who would push the door and put the whole courtyard in front of them.
And this courtyard is still very large, visually measuring the size of more than 100,000 square meters.
"Where is the opportunity for the foundation of the Heavenly Dao?"
"It can't be in this picturesque courtyard, right?"
A monk muttered.
"Something is wrong......"
"It's obviously an extremely barren and barren world outside, why is this mansion a different scene, these plants and trees, are they really real?"
There was a more serious fat monk, striding towards one of the willow trees.
He reached out and touched the wicker.
Lu An's eyes widened and he looked at the monk.
The rest of the monks did the same, watching with bated breath.
But no one spoke up, and no one stopped them.
The fat monk touched the wicker and rubbed it, and ripped it off and sniffed it.
"Huh...... It's true. β
"This wicker is no different from the outside world, I can't imagine that it can grow so well here?"
The fat man spoke with interest.
Everyone was silently relieved.
Very good.
There's a fool who helped them out of the thunder.
It seems that the plants in these mansions are not too abnormal.
"Hey, why do I feel a creative force from these wickers?"
The fat man was stunned, as if he had discovered a new world, and pulled a few willow sticks from the willow tree to identify them carefully.
"Really?"
"Could it be that the plants in this place have absorbed the creation of heaven and earth?"
"Quite possibly!"
When several monks heard this, they were curious and came to the wicker to make a serious identification.
"Huh?"
"No......"
"Yes, Brother Zhao, did you sense it?"
"No ......"
The fat man smiled: "You guys...... Sniff it again? β
The cold wind is blowing.
When the monks looked up, they saw that the fat man's face had become incomparably pale, his smile was indescribably strange, and his mouth, ears, and eye sockets had wicker sprouts like sprouts.
A chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.
"Groove!"
Some monks scolded and turned and fled.
But it was too late, and the wicker in their hands strangled their necks and hung their bodies up.
The bodies of the five monks were all hung from the willow trees by the side of the road, entwined with countless wickers.
"Help!"
"Help me!!"
There are still valiant men among the monks.
Some of the blades erupted with sword qi and slashed angrily.
Some cast fire spells, condensing bursting fireballs and blasting towards the willow trees.
But in the next moment, the willow tree unexpectedly burst out with an extremely terrifying qi machine, and the wildly dancing rattan was like a tenacious treasure, sweeping towards the sword qi and fireballs, directly shattering the attack.
Not only that, but the nearby willows came to life, their branches dancing wildly, winding towards the monks.
Lu An took advantage of the chaos and also fired a finger bullet five elements kill, and the strong five elements kill shot the wicker and landed on the main trunk of the weird willow tree, just blasting out a few split lines on the main trunk of the willow tree.
This kind of terrifying physique is comparable to the foundation building ancestor.
In the midst of the chaos, another monk was entangled in the branches of the willow tree and hung alive.
"No more! These willows are so tough! β
"Let's run first!"
Seeing this, Liu Zheng shouted loudly and led the monks to rush in the direction of the main hall in front.
Where would everyone hesitate and rush forward following Liu Zheng's footsteps.
Lu An turned his head as he ran, and found that the fat man was standing in place and smiling at them, with white and black faces, and bloody wicker sticks coming out of his mouth.
What's so ......
What the hell is it?!
Lu An was furious.
Looking ahead, everyone finally ran to the end and pushed open the door of the main hall without hesitation.
One by one, the magic weapons lit up.
It seems that everyone is still very vigilant.
But seeing that there were only some ordinary tables and chairs in the main hall, some celebrity calligraphy and paintings, and some pottery pots and jars, and no other monsters, I breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
Lu An looked behind him again and found that the strange willow trees had returned to their original places, and the road was clean, as if nothing had happened.
"Whew...... That fat man...... Not a monk in our ranks, right? β
Lu An breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly spoke.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts were filled with chills again.
If you think about it, you really don't have any impression of that fat man.
"What the hell...... When I saw that fat man, I didn't think it was strange! β
"Me too, even felt natural that he was one of us."
"It's not surprising that ghosts can affect people's senses......"
Liu Zheng said as he took out his golden Buddha clock.
"Haha, yes, just ghosts, we cultivators, what are we afraid of!"
Another monk laughed in agreement, and then took out a few first-order high-grade talismans to ward off evil spirits.
Good guys, you've got something to be a ghost, right?
"Yes, yes, what are ghosts afraid of?"
"My ancestor was still a professional exorcist!"
The cultivators present, one by one, were all groping for themselves to restrain ghosts.
"But this kind of ghost is too weird, it can fool all of us without knowing it."
"yes, if it hadn't done it, we wouldn't have known it and hid in our team."
The monks were hotly discussed.
Lu An analyzed: "In fact, this kind of problem is still easy to distinguish, we just need to pay attention to the number in our team at all times, once we find that the number is wrong, then there must be blame!" β
"Brother Dao is reasonable!" Liu Zheng clapped his hands, "We had 24 people in the team at the beginning, and 6 people were sacrificed in this battle, so there should be 18 people, you need to know if there are any ghosts mixed into the team, just count the number?" β
"Makes sense."
"Makes sense!"
After saying that, the monks couldn't help but count the number of people present.
β1β¦β¦ 2β¦β¦ 3β¦β¦ 4β¦β¦ 16β¦β¦β
β18β¦β¦ 20β¦β¦ 25β¦β¦ 30β¦β¦β
All:......
Lu An felt that his whole body was numb.
Poof!
Suddenly, there was a terrible pain in the heart tearing.
A baguette pierced his heart, staining his entire garment red.
γDing! Death of the hostγ
[Life Remaining: 9972]
[After the death of the host, a green-tier item is exploded: 300 lower-grade spirit stones, and a green-tier item is bursted: rouge]