Rough provocations want to make people complain, but so what, just be useful.

As soon as the words fell, the awl-faced female cultivator's body trembled, and she grabbed the scar-faced man's hand tightly.

Seven greedy gazes seemed to strip her naked and chew her up.

Unless the heart is as strong as iron and puts life and death out of the way, who can ignore it!

The scarface man also realized that he was in big trouble, and if he didn't leave a token, these people in front of him would never let them go.

But the token he finally obtained was his chance to ascend to the sky in one step.

Why did he give up?

Without waiting for the scar-faced man to make a decision, Ah Er, who was full of hatred, had already sacrificed his magic weapon and killed his men.

Ah Er's rash move provoked everyone's tense nerves. Seeing this, the rest of the people also tacitly attacked the awl-faced female cultivator.

Baby, the virtuous person lives in it, bah, a great opportunity to worship the immortal sect, it should belong to the strongest person.

Let's grab the stuff first.

Five big men and a dwarf killed from all directions, and the target was her.

The awl-faced nun He had been besieged by so many monks, and after being locked by these people with her divine sense, she was so frightened that her face was pale, and her legs and stomach were trembling.

Scar-faced men are much calmer than women, and it's not impossible to beat five or seven.

He sent a message to his three partners: "Drag the three guys of the monk and the Taoist priest!"

The three of them, who were standing in a circle, did not hesitate at all, and offered their magic weapons to meet them.

The great monk and the Taoist priest don't seem to be easy to mess with, but the three of them are not vegetarians. Even with that angry kid, it's no problem to drag it out for a while.

Let's talk about the combination of three big men and a dwarf who attacked head-on.

The dwarf smiled lewdly, wearing a turtle-shell-like armor, and the black wooden stick in his hand became long and thin.

The target, the two snow-capped mountains of the awl-faced nuns.

The three big men used three kinds of magic weapons, swords and hammers, and the magic weapons were shining and obviously powerful.

The scar-faced man's complexion remained unchanged, and he dared to face these people, so he was naturally somewhat sure.

The awl-faced nun sacrificed a red handkerchief according to the previous cooperation.

Dazzling red light, intoxicating aroma.

The four people who came to kill each other only felt that their heads were groggy, their eyes were full of red light, and they didn't know where their opponents had gone.

That's right, the scar-faced man is about to slip away, and he is pinching the mantra and casting the intermediate spell Escape Technique.

"Dog man and woman!"

The monk with a body as tall as a hemp rod cursed, and he kept an eye on the movement behind him.

When the monk offered the handkerchief, he thought that the boss, the scarfaced man, would carry a silver spear to kill him.

The two of them had relied on this trick to kill three hostile loose cultivators.

It is also because of this that the three of them will be willing to obey the scar-faced man's dispatch and help him snatch the opportunity to enter the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

Now, if this bastard doesn't fight, he wants to leave them behind, it's just hateful!

Resentment welled up in their hearts, and the three of them stopped working hard, just to protect themselves.

Once the scarface man succeeds in performing the Escape Technique, then it will be difficult to catch up.

Just arrived, Qi Yun and Sun Qian, who were hiding in the grass far away, were also very anxious when they saw this scene.

The two of them are still thinking about making a profit for the fisherman, but the fish have run away, how can they be fishermen!

It's just that I'm in a hurry, and I'm too far away to reach the magic weapon.

If only someone could interrupt the other person's spell casting. Qi Yun gritted his teeth and thought about it.

Someone else thought about it.

There was only a bronze wooden fish in Master Fangzheng's hand, and I saw him chanting words and beating them constantly.

Knock knock~

After hearing this crisp bang, everyone felt their heads buzz, as if they had been hit hard by a hammer.

"Plug your ears. The Three Truths Dao Elder reminded Ah Er. They were the closest and the first to be affected.

This was followed by the three men with a hemp pole, and then the scar-faced man who was casting a spell.

With a buzzing head, the already unskilled Escape Technique was interrupted.

The mana was disordered, and the scar-faced man spit out a mouthful of reverse blood, and his face was flushed.

"Damn it, donkey. ”

He was also decisive, snatching the black wooden box from the hands of the Taoist priest who was also coughing up blood because of the spell, and threw it towards Master Fangzheng.

The scarface man knew in his heart that his act of abandoning his partner had made him a loner.

If you hold this thing again, you will inevitably set yourself on fire and be beaten into slag by the other monks present.

The opportunity to worship the Immortal Cultivation Sect is important, but there is no life, what else do you have to do with the opportunity.

Of course, throwing something at the stinky monk who interrupted his spell casting, Scarface is not doing a good deed, in a sense it is harboring evil intentions.

The gun shoots the first bird, and at the beginning of the melee, if anyone is determined to hold this thing, it is undoubtedly attracting firepower.

Unless there is absolute strength to overwhelm everyone present, it is not a good thing to take the lead.

Master Fang Zheng obviously understood this truth, and sacrificed the wooden fish in his hand to knock the black wooden box away.

A beautiful arc was drawn through the air, and the black wooden box fell to the ground, and the lid was knocked open.

The high-grade magic weapon token of the moon worship gate revealed its true form.

In the face of great interests, very few people can remain sane. Many more are carried away and act unwisely.

The thing fell at his feet, and the monk's eyes, whose body was as thin as a hemp pole, turned red.

He grabbed something and ran without thinking about whether he could run away.

Hmmm-

Ah Er, who was hostile to him before, gave a fatal blow, and the long knife magic weapon cut him off at the waist.

Ma Pole fell, the first to be killed.

But it won't be the last.

His death was a wake-up call to the others, and one person was not enough to get the token, and there was no way to keep it.

Also, don't be a bird.

"Sweep away these two trash fish first. ”

I don't know who shouted, or who took the lead in attacking.

The scuffle began.

The dwarf dealt with the female cultivator, Master Fangzheng faced the scar-faced man, and the horse-faced man fought with the Three Truths Dao Leader again.

The battlefield was in chaos.

Not only that, but after a while, seven or eight more monks rushed to hear the news and got involved in the scuffle.

Two, three, four, as the melee intensified, in this small jungle, almost every minute a monk fell.

Whoever gets the token will be set on fire by other monks, unable to hold it for a long time, and even left behind a careless life.

It seems that no one can take the token.

Qi Yun's choice of place is not bad, and it has not affected him yet.

Lying in the grass, the breath charms were changed one after another, just to be the last fisherman.

However, the first time he saw such a tragic melee of monks, he inevitably had doubts about whether he could really be a fisherman.

With the two top-notch magic weapons in his hands, he felt that he could deal with five or six monks.

But here, there are already more than twenty monks, and there are more new monks who have joined the melee than those who have fallen.

Perhaps, this will turn into a hundred-man scuffle?

Will he be able to do so?

Sun Qian, who was lying beside Qi Yun, gently poked his waist with her fingers, and her eyes were full of questions: "What should we do, have we been hiding?"

Qi Yun winked at her and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, wait for my instructions." When the time comes, do as I teach you. “

The breath full of male power, and the ears are sensitive areas, even in the battlefield full of danger, Sun Qian still trembled involuntarily, and two blush swelled up on her cheeks.

Qi Yun didn't pay attention to these, he patiently observed the chaotic battlefield, waiting for an opportunity.

If he didn't have a chance, he would rather not do it.

Caught in a senseless scuffle, and in danger of falling at any moment, that was not what he wanted.

Little by little, time passed.

The Three Truths Dao Chief, who had fallen into the melee at the beginning, had already consumed more than half of his mana at this time.

Master Fangzheng, Ah Er, and the three of them formed a small formation back to back, not seeking to snatch the token, but only to protect themselves.

Turning into such a big scuffle was something that the three of them didn't expect.

"Damn, that guy surnamed Yan, and that little bitch haven't come yet, they should have come. ”

Ah Er has never spoken much, and if he hadn't been caught in this dilemma, he wouldn't have complained like this.

Master Fang Zheng slashed his palm and smashed the icicle that flew from somewhere. He has always been a treasure and solemn, and his face is full of exhaustion.

The dual cultivation of Buddha and martial arts made him more than twice as strong as ordinary monks, but it also made him targeted by many monks present.

There is only the power to parry, and there is no ability to fight back.

The Three True Dao Elders threw out the dust and repelled a magic weapon that shot in, "Two, listen to the old man's words, withdraw first!"

"Amitabha, the poor monk also thinks the same. ”

"Good. Ah Er agreed.

The three of them fought and retreated, walking towards the periphery of the battlefield. Since the strength of the three of them was not bad, and they did not hold the token, almost no one stopped them.

It's only occasionally affected by the fighting methods of other monks.,It's a little troublesome.。

I don't know what the Three Truths Dao Leader thinks, as soon as the three of them broke away from the battlefield, he threw out a special transmission note.

The talisman turned into a pale red light, flew into the melee battlefield, and landed on Sun Qian's body.

Several monks who were scuffling nearby looked at each other in amazement.

Is there anyone hiding here?

No matter how well Qi Yun hid, it was impossible for him to disappear, and he was also discovered.

Two monks!

A few monks who were fighting each other in the surrounding area stopped fighting. Vigilant eyes looked at the two of them, as if considering whether to strike at them.

Belch......

Sun Qian cast her eyes over, still taking Qi Yun as the backbone. The main thing is that she herself doesn't know what to do, is she also withdrawn?

She's not good at fighting.

Qi Yun kept a straight face, so that others couldn't see what he was thinking. In his heart, he was scolding, and he knew that those bastards were unreliable.

But I never thought that it would end up here.

What to do, cold salad.

Qi Yun glanced at Sun Qian, holding a small black banner in his hand. As the mana was injected little by little, the black banner turned into a black flag.

The yin wind was whistling, and the black mist spread to the surrounding area, and the yin spirits hidden in the black fog made a sharp, inhuman cry.

It made people tremble and creepy when they heard it.

"What is this?" said some of the monks, still wondering.

But some monks recognized it and shouted in shock: "It's not good, this is a magic weapon, you must not let him unfold it." ”

However, it was somewhat late.

The black fog filled extremely quickly, and a place was already enveloped as he spoke. Originally, the figures, flagpoles, and trees there were all invisible, just a black patch.

The divine sense could not penetrate it, and it was black as far as the naked eye could see. Some monks turned around and left, for fear of being enveloped in them.

There were also a few monks who chanted and cast spells that smashed into the black mist.

Spells are like mud cows entering the sea, and there is no reaction.

"Shit, look at me. ”

A monk couldn't stand it anymore and smashed it in with a magic weapon to see if he could hit the so-called demon monk.

However, when the magic weapon entered the black mist, it was like falling into a swamp, and it was difficult to move an inch.

Not only that, but his magic weapon seems to have been attacked.

The monk was startled and cried out, "What the hell!"

It took a lot of effort to cast the magic trick before he pulled the magic weapon out of the black mist. I saw that it was full of black scratches, and the aura was greatly reduced.

He took two steps back in pain, and looked into the eyes of the black mist as if he were looking at a demon.

The black fog was expanding and moving, heading towards the center of the melee.

The monk who was fighting the Fa was shrouded in it without withdrawing. The eye could not see through the black fog, and his divine sense was restricted, so he could only sweep to about ten meters around.

If you can't see the enemy, you will naturally stop.

The dwarf is still pestering the awl-faced nun like a hungry ghost who has never seen a woman.

Suddenly shrouded in black fog, and when he found a problem, he shouted angrily: "How did the Demon Dao Monk get in?"

He used the black wooden stick magic weapon in his hand to fight in the black mist, flying stones splashed everywhere, grass and trees were broken, and no one else paid attention to him.

I don't know who recognized this magic weapon, and shouted loudly: "This is the Demon Dao Magic Weapon Soul Flag, harvesting souls, and it is extremely evil." You can use the magic spells of the yang attribute to sweep away these ghosts and ghosts. ”

With the idea of trying it out, the dwarf pinched and chanted a spell, and a fireball flew out of his hand and smashed into the black mist.

Bang~

The flames burst with a sizzling sound, and the black mist composed of yin qi was cleared.

The monks who were shrouded in the black mist, many of them did the same thing, and the black mist shrank.

Qi Yun, who was heading towards the center of the battlefield with the Imperial Soul Banner in his hand, his divine sense could sweep through the black mist unimpeded.

Seeing that these people were so ignorant, he was anxious.

If these people are allowed to continue unscrupulously, maybe he will be beaten and revealed before he has completed his goal.

"Go!"

The Yin Spirits around the Imperial Soul Banner let out all kinds of strange screams after receiving the order, killing those dishonest monks and causing them some trouble.