Chapter 239: Boiling Blood

When the smoke and dust cleared and saw the scene in front of them, everyone couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

I saw a huge hole appear on the top of the originally incomparably hard spirit mine.

A little sunlight was shining down from the hole.

And the weirdo is gone.

"What the hell..."

Everyone couldn't help but scold.

No one thought that the swordsman who showed such an amazing momentum in front of him would be the first to run away.

It's a paragon of anticlimactic.

Only Ji Wusheng saw the big hole in front of him, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"I'll take them, you guys go quickly!"

Then Ji Wusheng's anxious voice came.

This unknown swordsman, after the first one ran away.

Lots of weirdness, as if enraged.

Directly roaring towards the crowd.

Ji Wusheng's face was solemn.

The golden swastika symbol in the palm of the palm shines brightly.

The weirdos' movements couldn't help but slow slightly.

There was a look of jealousy in his eyes.

"Let's go!"

At this time, the others also reacted.

This is a good opportunity to escape.

The people who came here were all aura cultivators, and all kinds of aura methods were amazing.

I saw that at this time, the eight immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers.

There are blue apes, there are red spiders, and even a giant python.

With the aura cultivators one by one, climb up along the big hole carved out by the strange swordsman.

I saw that this large hole is hundreds of meters wide, but the sharp parts of the various rocks on it are as intricate as teeth.

If it were ordinary people facing this situation, I am afraid they would be a little at a loss.

But for many Reiki cultivators, it wasn't too difficult.

Soon, dozens of people had already left the hall.

And the villagers looked at the scene in front of them a little blankly.

They are just ordinary people, and they know some superficial styles, but they are a little powerless in the face of the height of hundreds of meters on this vertical ground.

"Take them away!"

Ji Wusheng confronted many strange people while watching and listening to all directions.

These villagers are all forgotten existences by Reiki cultivators.

In this world of the jungle, the weak are just unnoticed beings.

Fortunately, Ji Wusheng discovered their predicament in time

"Yes!"

The king of people is like the wind, and then answers.

I saw that a spiritual energy giant with a height of more than thirty meters suddenly rose from his body.

Stretching out an aura palm, he directly grabbed several villagers on the ground in the palm of his hand.

Then it bounced up directly, passing over dozens of figures.

Other Reiki cultivators also learned to be like this and began to help others.

It's just that they can only carry one or two villagers in general.

But there are a lot of people.

Gradually, the number of people in the hall became smaller and smaller.

Until the only figure left remained in place.

By this time, the weirdos had completely surrounded the figure.

And that huge weird lord is already less than a step away from Ji Wusheng.

Obviously, the other party is not afraid of the evil spirit effect of the Split Mountain Palm.

Face the scene in front of you.

Ji Wusheng couldn't help but furrow deeply.

"Desperate?"

......

"Great, we're saved!"

After leaving the mine, everyone was still a little frightened.

After all, there are still hordes of devouring beasts out there.

But then everyone was surprised to find that the original terrifying devouring beasts were gone.

The number of people was counted.

It was found that except for a few unlucky ones, most of the centaurs survived.

Able to escape from two desperate monsters: Devourer and Spirit-Spirit.

This has to be said to be a miracle.

Don't say it's them.

Even if it is an empire-level sect, it is difficult to deal with this situation.

After all, this is all ignorant of aura, and it is a very tricky existence.

Except for the Earth Immortals, no one else had any way.

"Where's the deputy master?"

"Could it be that it's still in there?"

At this time, everyone also discovered that the man who led them to escape from the ascension was not in the team.

Everyone couldn't help but look worried.

From today's encounter, they have been closely linked.

Whether it was Ji Wusheng's ability, talent, or character, these elite disciples were deeply impressed.

"Deputy Sect Master, you must not have any trouble!"

......

At this time in the Reiki Pit.

Ji Wusheng looked at the phantom in the sky.

There was a cautious look on his face.

At this moment, he has fallen into the encirclement of strange groups, and it is impossible to get out.

At this time, his aura was still sealed.

In other words, he has no other means of self-protection except for the splitting mountain palm method.

In case the Splitting Mountain Palm Technique is ineffective, then he will be like that unlucky disciple, who will be directly sucked into life by these weirdness.

"Trouble!"

At this moment, Ji Wusheng felt a little reckless.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Quitting just now is the right choice.

But for some reason, he chose to stay.

Woohoo~

At this moment, the strange lord made a direct move.

I saw the huge phantom of the other party, stretched out a tentacle, and then attacked Ji Wusheng like lightning.

The alarm in Ji Wusheng's heart kept ringing.

Then I saw that he did not hesitate to punch out the golden symbol in his palm.

Whew~

A terrible scream rang out.

Golden flames began to burn along the edges of the tentacles.

"It worked!"

Ji Wusheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But his face became more and more serious.

I saw that the burning speed of this tentacle was much slower than that of its weirdness, like a candle burning faster.

Eventually, it will burn out, but it will take time.

The monster howled in pain.

Then I saw that the tentacle fell off automatically, and then burned on the ground.

The strange lord's expression became solemn.

I saw it stand in place, waving its tentacles lightly

Soon, other weirdness surged towards Ji Wusheng.

The strategy of the strange lord turned out to be to rely on the number of preparations to overwhelm him.

The first one is weird, it's a man covered in rags.

I saw it rush directly to Ji Wusheng's back.

Stretching out his somewhat illusory arm, he picked it up.

The unlucky disciple just now was sucked dry of his vitality in this way.

Ji Wusheng instantly felt a little short of breath, and his body seemed to be wrapped in a block of ice.

And Ji Wusheng had just finished hitting a splitting mountain palm, and when the old force had just broken and the new force had not yet been born, he couldn't immediately send out a splitting mountain palm.

The situation is critical.

Right now.

Ji Wusheng suddenly felt the blood in his body begin to boil.

An unknown force emerged from the depths of his body, tumbling in his veins.

A scream rang out.

The unknown weirdness turned directly into ashes in front of Ji Wusheng's boiling blood.