Drunken Immortal Gourd

Little Sister Yun has obviously never experienced this kind of thing, her face changed for a while, and she whispered: “Mother, how come these monks are so crazy? Doesn’t it have to be like this?”

Aunt Yun smiled bitterly, and said, “What can I do if I don’t do this? The low-level casual cultivator has no chance of making her mark. Finally, she had a chance and had to spare her life to catch it. Why did everyone want to join the immortal after breaking their heads? Gate? Those aristocratic families in Yuling City would rather spend hundreds or thousands of spirit stones to buy a quota? It’s because there is no shortage of cultivation resources in the fairy gate, and they can reach a higher level. Is it possible that once you enter the fairy gate, it will be done once and for all? Yes, the competition in Xianmen is even more fierce. They spend so many spirit stones, and what they buy is just an opportunity.”

“But this is too cruel.” Little Sister Yun frowned.

Aunt Yun shook her head, and said, “Weiniang thought like you did at the beginning, so she is still struggling with her veins in her sixties. Do you think Zheng Guangming and Dongfang Liang are not afraid? They are too. I was forced to have no choice but to seize this last opportunity to take a gamble. If you win the bet, you have a boundless future. If you lose the bet, you will die.”

Aunt Yun has been stuck in the open pulse realm all her life. Now that she is more than sixty years old, she may hardly have a chance to break through the Qi refining stage in her life, so she pinned all her hopes on her daughter, but look at Yun. The appearance of the little girl now, her xinxing is obviously unqualified.

Aunt Yun looked at her daughter, then turned her head to look at Qing Yang, who was indifferent, she couldn’t help sighing like that. Her daughter is in her twenties, and her temperament is not as good as Qing Yang, a teenage boy. It seems her daughter In this life, there will not be much achievements on the road of cultivating immortals.

Qing Yang frowned as he watched the casual cultivators fighting on the court. He didn’t understand why the casual cultivators who had been in peace and harmony suddenly broke up. He didn’t know whether it was good or not at this stage of development. He always feels that this matter is probably not that simple.

That piece of chalcedony has long been unknown. Perhaps it was a real fire. Some people have forgotten their original purpose and left the matter of snatching the chalcedony behind. Instead, they tried to find other people to kill , Just to vent the hostility in my heart.

At this time, the fighting on the court is even more severe. Many people have not figured out what is going on, and they have become in vain. There are only four to five hundred monks in the entire mine, and at least dozens of them have died now. , At least 70% of them have suffered minor or severe injuries.

Qing Yang saw with his own eyes that Zhong Santong was hit by several attacks at the same time as he entered the melee circle, and he was blasted into a pile of flesh and blood before he even had time to do defensive actions. Afterwards, Zheng Guangming, a visiting doctor, also It didn’t last long, and he became a ghost of others.

The two of them are Yuling Mountain who came in with Qingyang. Although there have been some unpleasantness between them, they can be regarded as shared misfortunes anyway. They have gone through so many things before and have not died. The result is just here. Both were killed in a short period of time, showing how cruel the court is.

The people in the field are getting more and more crazy, and the people on the outside are two extremes. People like Lu Dingshan have aroused fighting spirit and eagerly want to go up and kill. And like Xiaomei Yun, they are playing drums in their hearts, feeling that this place is becoming more and more insecure, and they should leave as soon as possible.

The situation on the field is getting more and more weird. Those casual practitioners seem to have forgotten their original purpose, just desperately trying their best to kill people. Duan Rusong seemed to feel that something was wrong, and then talked with Qing Yang and the others in a low voice, and felt that it seemed inappropriate to stay here. It’s better for everyone to retreat outside to see the situation.

At this moment, the entire mine suddenly began to tremble, as if a slight earthquake had occurred. How could this happen? Could it be that the earth dragon turned over? Or is the fight spread to other places and the mine is about to collapse? This is bad. After all, low-level casual cultivators are still flesh and blood, and they have not learned any earth escape technique. If the entire mine collapses, the cultivators present will at least be crushed to death by half, and there are only a few who can escape alive. Not much.

The monks on the field woke up in an instant, remembered their purpose this time, and remembered that they were trying to **** the chalcedony. If their lives were gone, what was the use of the chalcedony? Why did you fight with others in a daze just now? Flee, run quickly, your life is of the essence!

As soon as the blow from this side reacted, there was a soft buzzing sound, and a **** mist suddenly appeared around the mine. The entire mine was foggy and scarlet, and a blood-red light curtain formed on the side. Shrouded everyone in it.

Qingyang and the others already had the intention to retreat. When they felt that the mine was beginning to tremble, they knew that something was wrong, and rushed to the outside. Unfortunately, they were fast, and the light curtain generated faster~www.wuxiax .com~ By the time they rushed to the side, the light curtain had already formed, and it was prudent to stop them. Not only them, none of them in the entire mine ran away.

However, there are some people who don’t believe in this evil, their speed is not reduced, they block the magic weapon in front of them, and then run their whole body power to rush towards the blood-colored light curtain. After only hearing a burst of sound, the magic weapon burst into fragments in an instant, and the monk was also stuck on the blood-colored light curtain.

Then there was a whisper, the skin of the monk sticking to the blood-colored light curtain, like Dongxue met the blazing sun, slowly melted into blood water, and slowly penetrated into the light curtain. How long did it take for the bones to be exposed near the blood-colored light curtain.

The flesh and blood on his body were corroded and melted, and the pain in it could be imagined. The monk was wailing, struggling, and begging for help, but he couldn’t break free from the suction of the **** light curtain. The monk next to him couldn’t figure out the situation, no one dared to rescue him casually, so he could only let the monk hang on it, and was eventually sucked up.

Looking at the blood-colored light curtain at this time, it seemed a bit stronger than before. This kind of scene is frightening just thinking about it. The monks next to them couldn’t help but shudder, and hurriedly stepped back a few steps, for fear that they would be sucked directly by the light curtain if they were too close.

At this time, many cultivators have already understood that this blood-colored light curtain must be a formation. Everyone is now trapped in this formation, and the power of this formation is amazing. It can directly turn the flesh and blood of the cultivator into his nourishment. , How can there be such a weird formation in this world?

At the same time, some active-minded monks also remembered their situation. Who arranged the formation? Why is it arranged here? What is the purpose of ringing up so many monks? Is it related to the appearance of Chalcedony?