Zhenjail passes Qingfeng Mountain.

Like other fairy mountains, it towers into the sky and reaches into the sky. The top of the mountain is even more immortal, and the golden runes appear and disappear in the sky above.

At this time, a middle-aged man was sitting in a pavilion at the top of the mountain.

This person is extremely decent in appearance, with sparse eyebrows. But there is a trace of fatigue invisibly.

"Elder Qu, this quota is coming back! a total of nine hundred and ten. ”

A disciple walked up to the side and reported respectfully.

"Let's go down!" said the middle-aged man surnamed Qu slowly.

After the disciple who was waiting for the report to leave, the elder surnamed Qu slowly got up, facing south, his face full of exhaustion, and muttered to himself:

"When the wind rests, the waves rest, and the shore leaves the ship. ”

At the foot of the mountain, in an empty clearing, more than a thousand unconscious mortals lay in it. At this time, all the faces were pale, the facial features were compacted together, and the body spasmed and convulsed from time to time.

"Senior Sister Qingxia, these mortals have been in the small void for four days, and their physical potential has been squeezed out, even if they save their lives now, they won't live long, so it's better to deal with things. Anyway, when the time comes, he will be cannon fodder when he goes to the battlefield, and he will die if he dies. ”

A thin young monk with his arms above his knees stood on a high place and calmly said to the nun beside him.

The female cultivator looks quiet, and her delicate little face seems to be covered with frost, giving people a feeling of rejecting people from thousands of miles away! At this moment, a light blue dress flutters lightly in the wind.

"Senior Brother Yu, everyone has their own duties. Allowing you to watch from a distance is an exception, please don't disturb your sister to carry out the teacher's mission."

The male cultivator opened his mouth and looked at the female cultivator, who was about to say something, but swallowed it in the end.

"Senior sister, you wait. It's our turn to go out on another attack mission soon, and you better pray that you don't let me meet you, or I'll make your life worse than death. The male cultivator thought viciously.

The female cultivator didn't look at the male cultivator beside her, and said to the other disciples around her:

"Recite the Purifying Mantra!"

"Yes!" As the words fell, the other monks around him pinched their hands and muttered strange incantations in their mouths.

As the incantation was pronounced, the faces of the people in the clearing below began to distort, and their limbs were lying together in great pain.

"Recite the Refreshment Mantra!" continued the nun at the right time.

"Yes!" the other monks around him recited a new incantation with their hands in unison.

The faces of the people on the platform began to relax, and their bodies began to loosen. The palms of the hands were not clenched as they were just now, but slowly stretched, and the eyeballs rolled subconsciously in the eyelids.

"Awakening Mantra, chanting!"

The nun raised her voice and shouted!

As the spell fell, everyone on the platform gradually regained a little consciousness and slowly opened their eyes.

Jiang Fan's head was now as groggy as if it had been filled with paste.

It sat up with its hands on the ground, and looked around curiously in the glare of the sun.

The people around it are lying or sitting, holding their heads in their hands and looking at each other. Red, sunken mouth sockets under the eyes. The whole person looks like he has been taking drugs for a long time.

The nun waved her hand, and the monks around her stopped chanting the incantation.

"I'm no longer cultivating immortals, I'm going home!!" a sharp voice came from the crowd.

Jiang Fan looked up and saw a middle-aged man with unkempt hair and abnormal spirit looking around in horror.

As these words came out, the crowd fell silent in an instant.

Seeing that there was no one to speak among the immortals around her, another woman said loudly:

"I'm just here to find my man, all the immortals, let me take my man away!"

Gradually, the voices in the group became more and more and louder.

The nun glanced at the crowd and was just about to speak, when a voice spoke first:

"Everyone be quiet!" As he spoke, a figure walked out from a high place, it was the monk surnamed Yu!

Most of the people in the square kept their mouths shut, and only a few people who were in a state of high mental breakdown were crying desperately!

The monk surnamed Yu was slightly angry. How dare mortals ignore what they say!

He saw that the nun beside him didn't mean to speak, so he understood.

At this time, Jiang Fan heard the immortal's speech and hurriedly gathered his thoughts, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with both hands, and quietly waited for the male cultivator's next move.

I saw a smile on the corner of the monk's mouth, and his right arm was slowly raised upward, and his palm was opened, stretching forward.

At the same time, the bodies of several people who were crying in the arena slowly floated upward.

Several people immediately stopped crying, and they didn't know what to do!

The smile on the corner of the monk's mouth was even stronger, and a faint laugh came from his mouth.

At this time, his outstretched palm slowly closed, and at the same time, the bodies of several people in the sky slowly bulged at the same time, like a balloon that was blown up!

The palm of the monk surnamed Yu closed instantly!

"Boom!" several people in the sky also exploded at the same time!

The severed arms of the corpses fell into the crowd.

Everyone was stunned, and Jiang Fan didn't dare to move!

"Others can at least develop obscenely in the early stage, but I always feel like I can't survive ten chapters in this environment!"

At the same time, it recalls other time-traveling novels, and secretly says:

"When others encounter villains in the early stage, they can resist or even kill them!

The monk surnamed Yu clapped his hands and said loudly:

"The annoying little flea is finally dead, let me introduce it below!"

"My name is Yu Yuanhai, and the place you are standing in is the retreat of the immortals of this sect, called Qingfeng Mountain. ”

Yu Yuanhai looked at the woman beside him and continued:

"And the fairy next to me is named Qingxia, and she is also in charge of all your daily life here. ”

When he said this, Yu Yuanhai looked at Qingxia with a heartache on his face and whispered to him:

"It's really hard Senior Sister Qingxia!"

"But junior sister, please rest assured, if you go to the battlefield in a few days, these people will basically all die!"

Hearing this, Qingxia looked at Yu Yuanhai beside her with displeasure!

"Senior sister, don't be angry, what I said is also the truth. Yu Yuanhai hurriedly spoke

After speaking, before Qingxia could attack, he hurriedly turned around and left.

Yu Yuanhai scolded secretly in his heart while walking:

"In a few days, these people on the field will die, including you, of course!

Thinking of this, Yu Yuanhai's face showed a perverted look.

A lewd laugh came out of his mouth.