Just as Li Shan was jumping in the center of the forest, a major event was taking place in the place where many monks had entered at first. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Most of the monks couldn't bear the pain of teleporting into Anxian Cave Mansion, except for a few who were still awake, almost all of them were in a semi-fainting state, and it was also because Li Shan often endured the pain of depletion of divine consciousness and teleportation that he recovered quickly, but the others were not so lucky.

At this time, the place where everyone was was in a bush in front of the forest, and this grass was obviously a small bitter grass, so there was no danger. The crowd was scattered and collapsed to the ground, and there were only about twenty people here, but there were about 500 people who participated in the trial, and I don't know where the others went.

After a few breaths, someone finally came to his senses, he staggered to his feet, looked around with a little surprise, and then quickly fled the area with a vigilant face. But before he could flee into the forest, a fist the size of a vinegar jar slammed into his chest, smashing the man back.

"Do you want to run, no way!" said an urn-clad voice, and the monk looked over, and his eyes were immediately full of fear: "Captain, Lieutenant Chi Xingtian!"

The monk recognized at a glance who this person was, and immediately his heart was so frightened that he did not dare to act rashly for a moment. However, this Wei Chi Xingtian did not continue to do anything, but instead a mana was placed on this person, and suddenly this person couldn't move.

The man was speechless like a lamb to the slaughter, and his eyes were rolling with fear.

Wei Chi Xingtian did not allow anyone to leave this place, and he was followed by three demon cultivators, who were like hounds, and when they saw anyone waking up, they would step forward to control this person, trapping many monks into rice dumplings.

At this moment, everyone was trapped and cultivated, unable to move, and couldn't even say a word.

Many people are wondering in their hearts, how is this different from what the predecessors said, the side effects of teleportation are definitely not so strong, and it actually makes people faint.

However, at this moment, everyone can't take care of much, after all, their lives are in the hands of Wei Chi Xingtian, and they can't resist at all.

The ones who were tied up were all the first line of the Yuanji Sect and the first line of the Star Martial Academy, but the only four demon cultivators had the advantage. The cultivation of the righteous exercises is generally gentle and consolidated, but most of the demonic exercises carry too much pain, so the demonic monks are awakened earlier than the righteous monks. However, there are exceptions, and that is people like Li Shan who hone their will.

Yu Chi Xingtian is a tall and strong man, and his face is upright, but there is a scar on his left eyebrow, which makes him look like a broken eyebrow. This Wei Chi Xingtian is naturally one of the disciples of the Taishang Demon Sect, and he is the great-great-grandson of that Wei Chi Fangcun, and the two are blood relatives. It is precisely because of Yu Chi Xingtian's identity that these demon cultivators will obey him, of course, the most important reason is that this person is strong and profound, and his methods are quite ruthless.

At this moment, when Wei Chi Xingtian saw that everyone had woken up, he suddenly bared his teeth and smiled, and suddenly the hearts and livers of the fierce and terrifying people trembled, and they became uneasy.

Yu Chi Xingtian stood up without saying a word, which frightened everyone's hearts, and then Yu Chi Xingtian took out a small flag from the storage bag, this small flag was black, and there was a bloody mist on it, and from time to time there were blood-colored faces rolling in the mist, making bursts of painful screams.

Blood Soul Banner!

The crowd was shocked and struggled.

It's no wonder that these monks are frightened and inexplicable, it's really that this Blood Soul Banner is too famous. The Blood Soul Banner is a famous magic weapon of Wei Chi Cunfang, relying on a Blood Soul Banner to forcibly destroy hundreds of foundation building monks Yuan Shen, detain their Yuan Shen to feed the instrument spirit, and completely scatter their souls.

Although the Blood Soul Banner in Yu Chi Xingtian's hand was not as powerful as Yu Chi Cunfang, it was obvious that Yu Chi Xingtian also planned to use the souls of the many monks present to feed the instrument spirit.

"Don't worry, you'll be worrying soon. Wei Chi Xingtian smiled hideously, and the small flag in his hand flew up and slammed into the head of a person, and suddenly there was a strange gurgling sound in the person's throat, and the flesh and blood rushed towards the small flag.

In the blink of an eye, the man became a dried corpse, and then a blue light floated from above the man's head, which was the person's primordial spirit. Before the Yuan Shen could react, the ghost head on the small flag suddenly appeared and swallowed the Yuan Shen in one gulp, revealing a satisfied look.

After that, the ghost head stared at the rest of the people with a terrible expression, and the empty eyes of blood mist almost frightened everyone.

"Woo woo!" The first unlucky monk was one of the monks who were huddled in a pile, and at this time, the monk who was leaning on him felt the hair on his head, and under the fear that someone broke free, and a grunt rolled to the side, but before he could completely get out, he was stuck in his head with a small flag.

"Ahhhh!!!h The monk's pained expression still lingered on his dry face, and then with a thud, the stiff corpse fell to the ground.

This is no longer a massacre, but a naked torture, as if to exhaust all the courage of these people, and let fear take over everyone's minds.

The other monks were naturally even more frightened when they saw it, and they shuddered at the thought that such a tragic situation was about to happen to them, and they wanted to give themselves a good time at this moment, so that they would not have to suffer this inhuman suffering.

It's a pity that they can't hear their hearts, and even if they hear it, they will only laugh at it and ignore it.

After that, there was another unconcealable scream of pain in the meadow, which lasted for a tea time.

After a cup of tea, Wei Chi Xingtian looked at the Blood Soul Banner in his hand with regret, and said in a low voice: "These useless Taoist cultivators. There was a look of disdain in his tone.

It turned out that the more fearful and resentful the soul received by the Blood Soul Banner of Wei Chi Xingtian, the stronger the power of the Blood Soul Banner became, so Wei Chi Xingtian did not kill these righteous monks in the first place.

He first imprisoned people when they were just awake and gave them a sense of instability, and then he put people together to give them a sense of mutual dependence. Then kill the one in the middle of them, and tell them that it's useless to huddle together to keep warm.

Sure enough, as expected, there would be a monk who was afraid to break free from the confinement, but the confinement itself was not strong, and the crunch suddenly gave the monk hope of escaping, but Wei Chi Xingtian killed this person at this moment, making this person fall into despair without losing hope in his heart, and his screams made the fear in everyone's hearts reach its peak.

Wei Chi Xingtian's ability to play with people's hearts is not low, if he were replaced by a demon monk, I am afraid that he would have become more and more afraid, but unfortunately, although the righteous path monk was frightened, he was unwilling to be resentful, and this effort was only to increase the power of the Blood Soul Banner a little.