Chapter 370: The Jungle Eats the Strong
What to do?
Yield, unwilling.
can be the enemy of the other party, and the difference in strength is too far.
The monks present looked at each other and fell into a dilemma, the law of the jungle eats the strong, the world of cultivating immortals is like this, but although you understand this truth, but when you fall into such a dangerous situation in front of you, your heart is still very aggrieved.
But what about being depressed, there is a huge difference in strength between each other, and they are helpless at all!
A trace of impatience flashed on the face of the Blue Snake Ancestor: "Don't talk nonsense, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die, if you still want to resist, you can try the ancestor's methods." ”
The monks fell silent.
After a cup of tea, most of them chose to give in.
It's not that they're as cowardly as mice, but that the difference in strength between them is too great, and resisting in this case is like blocking the car with a mantis arm.
Of course, there are a few who do not believe in evil.
Some are stubborn, and some are confident in their secret techniques to save their lives and escape, but the result is ...... Annihilated.
Not even a single fish slipped through the net.
The succumbing monks grew more and more frightened, and they were a little glad that they had just planned.
It's better to die than to live, the blue snake ancestor in front of him is not something he can resist at all, although he is aggrieved in his heart, he can only temporarily obey orders.
......
And this delay was already noon.
Without the slightest warning, the earth suddenly trembled, and the seemingly ordinary mountain peaks were suddenly wrapped in a layer of colorful spiritual light.
Such a vision made the monks present dumbfounded.
Many monks, originally just heard the rumors and came here, but they were actually suspicious of the so-called ancient ruins.
Seeing such a vision at this moment, I couldn't help but be amazed, and the rumors were indeed true.
It's a pity that there is a villain like the Blue Snake Ancestor, otherwise this should have been an opportunity that belonged to them.
But now it was useless to say this, and the monks, after being surprised, were all thinking hard about how to save their lives.
Needless to say, the danger of the ancient ruins, although they had to be driven by the ancestor of the blue snake, but they were unwilling and unwilling, how to save their lives in this adventure is naturally the first priority, as for the treasure, most people have no extravagant hopes.
Besides, the vision of the mountain came and went very quickly.
Soon, the colorful brilliance dissipated in everyone's eyes.
Thundered!
The ground trembled again.
Then there was a crack, wide and deep, and there was a faint stone staircase, leading to the underground.
"Finding your way ahead!"
A hint of joy flashed on the face of the Blue Snake Ancestor, and then his right hand pointed out, and the monk who was hit by him suddenly turned pale: "Me?"
"Yes, it's you, what are you still hesitating about, give it to me!"
The Ancestor of the Blue Snake had a violent personality, but he had no interest in talking to him, so he flicked his hand, and suddenly the wind howled out, and the unlucky monk suddenly couldn't stand, and was caught in the wind, and fell into the bluestone steps in the crack in the ground.
The monks were sad, but they were helpless, and at the same time a little glad that the first one to be chosen was not me, after all, this kind of path-finding work is the most dangerous.
If you are not careful, you will fall.
This thought has not yet been turned.
"Ahh
A scream came to my ears.
Then there was no life, and it was clear that the monk who had just fallen into the crack in the ground was either seriously injured or fell.
The Blue Snake Ancestor was also taken aback, but unfortunately in this place, the divine sense is not of much use, and as soon as he enters the underground, he will be greatly weakened inexplicably, which is also the reason why he is awe-inspiring in his heart and lets the cannon fodder explore the way.
It's a pity that the other party is too useless.
Of course, it is also possible that this place is much more dangerous than I originally thought.
This thought turned in his mind, and the Blue Snake Ancestor was not worried but happy, he had just said that in the world of cultivating immortals, danger and opportunity were directly proportional.
The same is true of ancient ruins.
is so dangerous, and most of the treasures hidden in it are extraordinary, and they may be able to make themselves go further.
Thinking of this, a hint of greed flashed across his face.
Of course, with this guy's seemingly tyrannical and cunning, but actually very cautious character, he would never take the risk on his own unless he had to.
His gaze swept over the crowd again.
The monks he saw were all terrified, and they looked like they were about to come to a catastrophe, but unexpectedly, this time, his gaze did not linger on the Qi Condensation Stage cultivators, but crossed them and looked at the dozens of Foundation Building Stage Immortal Cultivators.
The danger at the entrance of the ruins is not trivial, let the rookies in the condensation period enter, most of them are sent to death in vain, and although he doesn't care about the lives of these people, he doesn't want the precious cannon fodder, so it is wasted in vain, so weighing the pros and cons, this time, he decided to send a foundation-level immortal cultivator.
"You ......"
Finally, his gaze fell on Song Hao, and he pointed at him.
"Me?"
Song Hao's face was full of astonishment, and he wanted to scold people in his heart, if he was mistaken, he was already low-key enough.
also used thousands of incarnation spells to transform into the most ordinary, most ordinary appearance, very inconspicuous, belonging to the kind that is thrown into the crowd and will not be noticed.
But even so, he was picked by the other party.
Which god did he offend, and why was he always taken care of by bad luck?
Song Hao was depressed, but he was helpless, the Blue Snake Ancestor in the Jindan realm was not a character he could compete with, and there was a huge difference in strength between them.
Sighing, Song Hao could only cautiously burrow into the crack in the ground.
Walking up the bluestone steps, the stairs are very long, and there is no light, fortunately, Song Hao is an immortal cultivator, although in this strange place, his divine sense has been greatly weakened, but it is no problem to just replace the eyes to explore the way.
Because the unlucky guy just now fell not long after coming down, Song Hao didn't dare to ignore it at all, and it was not wrong to say that he had a twelve-point spirit.
With a few talismans in his hand, he is ready to deal with danger at any time.
However, strange things happened, he walked all the way, and he actually walked on the ground without encountering any crisis.
Song Hao couldn't help but be amazed, of course, he still wouldn't let his guard down.
In this way, the time of a cup of tea passed, and a bright light finally appeared in front of me.
Song Hao was not happy, but became more and more cautious, and then he found that at the end of the stairs, there was actually a cave.
It is oval in shape, about dozens of zhang square, and it appears quite spacious.
It was not surprising that there were blue-gray mountain walls on all sides, but on one side of the mountain wall, it was covered with a curtain of azure light.
Obviously, this place is the real entrance to the ancient ruins, but in order to enter, this light curtain must be broken.
However, it is not easy to do this, at first glance, this light curtain is inconspicuous, but in fact, it is a prohibition left by the ancient monks.