Chapter 225 Continue
But he saw the bloody hand swaying in the air, and in the blink of an eye it appeared above Shui Miaomiao, who was almost running to the foot of the mountain.
Pop!
The big hand patted down, and a scream came from the foot of the mountain.
Shui Miaomiao died!
The bloody hand grabbed it again, flew back in a moment, and threw a ball of rotten meat directly in front of the disciples. Above the ball of rotten meat, Shui Miaomiao's soul had not dispersed, and she was kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy in fear.
Everyone watching was so scared that they fell into silence.
Wu Feng withdrew his bloody hand and spat out a few streams of black air to wrap the watery soul and rush into the corpse on the ground.
After a while, the flesh and blood on the ground squirmed, twisting like molten wax.
Soon, a naked new Shui Miaomiao appeared, but her skin was as black as a stone sculpture, and only her two eyes were still flesh and blood. There was still panic in her, as if she was still unconscious.
She obviously wanted to struggle and beg for mercy, but found that her body was stiff and unable to move, she could not speak, and she could clearly feel that the vitality in her body was gone.
This strange state of death of body but survival of soul left her eyes filled with only extreme terror.
Even Hua Ming, who had defeated her just now, lowered his head as if he couldn't bear it, let alone the other disciples.
Lu Zhiyi sighed, Shui Miaomiaruo had fought to the death a few battles ago, and it was not necessarily her who was eliminated.
It can only be said that you think too much and are vulnerable to real strength.
Xiao Huanxi looked at Shui Miaomiao's current appearance, but smiled softly, as if he was laughing at the other person's stupidity.
Wu Feng said coldly.
"Xuanmo Sect Rules, a ten-year competition, the loser will have to die, so don't violate it."
"This woman dared to run away, but I caught her and turned her corpse into a gabion. , and then seal the soul into the corpse, and when the bones inside are rotten, you can be freed."
"Before that, you have to feel the pain of the decay of your body every day, and it will take a full hundred and ten days before your soul is gone. ”
"Disciples, please take this as a warning. If you have the spirit of running away and taking your life, you might as well use it in fighting with your fellow disciples."
"I wasted a lot of time because of this idiot!"
"Okay, next game! Elder Poison's disciples come out!"
Phew!
There were several sounds of anger on the field, but the weakest disciples under Xiao Huanxi's sect, such as Hua Ming, Shu Chitu and others, all relaxed.
Shui Miaomiao was dead, and the elimination quota was finally confirmed and would not change, but they all survived.
The disciples of Du Tou Tuo came forward with a sad face.
After being stimulated by this, no one dares to survive anymore, and who knows when the situation will overturn.
In the magic circle, the fighting immediately became intense.
Lu Ye's eyes widened and he carefully observed the fighting skills of these fellow disciples. In the future, even the fellow disciples and brothers would not be trustworthy if they met in the secret realm, and they might be their opponents.
Almost all of Du Tutuo's disciples practiced the Five Poison Techniques, but unlike Xiao Huanxi's disciples, a large number of them were almost forcibly assigned and practiced self-study.
His magic is filled with poisonous gas, which is colorful and looks good, but is actually extremely dangerous.
Some disciples sprayed poisonous smoke, some fought against poisonous insects, and there was even an extreme disciple whose whole body was green, even his hair was green, and he turned himself into a poisonous person.
It is also easy for them to defeat their enemies. Whoever poisons whomever wins.
One pair of disciples won or lost, and finally Wang Hu appeared on the stage, but opposite him was a delicate woman.
After the two of them saluted each other.
The female cultivator had a beast bag slung around her waist, and a swarm of beautiful bees flew out as soon as she slapped it.
These bees look like they have been carefully cultivated. Each one is as big as a fist, and the patterns on their buttocks resemble the shapes of beauties. They actually outline beautiful eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips.
But the small mouth of the cherry has sharp thorns about an inch long, which are as black as metallic light.
Despite being separated by a magic circle, there was still a greasy smell when the bees were flying. Everyone felt dizzy and nauseous when they smelled it, and their bodies felt weak and made them want to vomit.
The onlookers all hurriedly took the common detoxification pill to relieve their discomfort.
The female disciple screamed loudly and made a secret to activate her magic power.
Those beauty bees in the air rushed towards Wang Hu, and shot out sharp thorns from their mouths, like crossbow arrows, making a whirring sound.
Wang Hu was not in a hurry and patted the storage bag.
There was an iron bowl in his hand, and there were many delicate scarlet steamed buns in the bowl.
He threw the iron bowl in the air, and the bowl instantly grew larger, almost covering his body, as if a stream of soup water was flowing down.
Like water flow, those sharp thorns are neutralized when they hit it and cannot penetrate. Instead, they are carried down by the water flow and fall all over the ground.
The poisonous thorn fell to the ground, and even the surface of the bluestone with the steel rock technique made a tingling sound. The thorn actually burned through the steel rock and slowly fell downwards, showing its toxicity. So big.
Just a bunch of scarlet buns were thrown out of the iron bowl and fell to the ground in an instant. When the beautiful bees in the air smelled it, they felt like they were seeing the finest honey.
These bees still retained the characteristic of bees that they must collect honey when they see it. They immediately swarmed up, leaving the king tiger alone, and pounced on the ground one by one on the steamed buns.
Everyone inside and outside the magic circle was stunned.
“Get up!” The female cultivator in the circle was so angry that her nose was crooked.
She kept activating her magic power to communicate with the swarm of bees she raised, but to no avail.
Outside the magic circle.
Lu Ye shuddered.
Good guy, it turns out that my second brother actually prepared steamed buns, and they were not just for people, but also for spiritual pets.
Looking at the fancy color of the steamed buns, I’m afraid it’s not that simple, right?
I am afraid no one will believe it if they say it is just an ordinary steamed bun that fills the stomach.
“Nonsense!” Du Tutuo was also off guard.
He taught his disciples how to use poison, but he never taught him how to use steamed buns to seduce the opponent's spiritual pet to switch sides. This disciple's body looked solid, and his thoughts were really too twisted.
But he said that the beauty bee aliens in the field were big and had big mouth parts. God knows how they ate those steamed buns. In short, all the steamed buns on the ground were robbed in just a few breaths.
These bees ate steamed buns and swayed up into the sky, as if they were drunk, and the lips on their buttocks began to spray poisonous needles continuously.
It was as if there was a rain of poisonous stings falling from the sky, shooting everywhere but with no accuracy.
The poisonous stings shot at Wang Hu were all blocked by the iron bowl, and some bees turned around and shot at the female cultivator.
The female cultivator hurriedly used a pink gauze magic weapon to offer sacrifices.
It’s just that her magic weapon is not as sharp as Wang Hu’s iron bowl, and it was riddled with holes by the poisonous sting in just a few hits.
She groaned a few times, her rather pretty face and body densely covered with dozens of poisonous stings.
Even though she quickly took the corresponding antidote pill, her whole body swelled up quickly, and her face swelled up like a winter melon.
The beauty bees in the sky were shot with their stingers, and each of them became sluggish and fell to the ground, stumbling and crawling, but they were all overly excited, and all their stocks were drained out.
On the opposite side, Wang Hu had already pressed forward with an iron bowl on his head, holding a gnarled poison clam in his hand.
Seeing that all the poisons on one's side were destroyed, the other side's poisons were ready to attack.
The female nun was forced to admit defeat.
Wang Hu triumphantly achieved his first victory. When he came out of the magic circle, the surrounding brothers immediately stayed away from him.
Some people remember that this guy is too sinister. He even handed out a round of steamed buns when he was apprenticed. I am afraid that he had evil intentions at that time.
Wang Hu simply ran to Lu Ye's side and said with a smile.
"Brother, what do you think of my methods?"
Lu Ye gave him a wary look.
"Second brother, the other eldest brothers don't have any requirements."
"But don't come near my stove in the future."
"Also, you can share anything with me. Don't share steamed buns with me. I have a psychological shadow."
Wang Hu laughed loudly and opened the storage bag on his waist.
"Brother, how can we only eat steamed buns?"
"Look, I also prepared meat pies, chess pieces noodles, steamed buns..."
路Seeing the colorful "rations" with strange smells in the storage bag, Ye wished he could stay away from his second brother.
The disciples under Du Tutuo fought hard, and in the end Wang Hu ranked in the middle position with his poisonous steamed buns.
One of the male disciples was defeated in the end. His body was covered in bruises and bruises, all signs of being poisoned. His body was also paralyzed by the poison, and he couldn't even escape even if he wanted to.
Wu Feng and the other four elders discussed and eliminated this disciple.
The deputy sect leader Wu Feng waved his hand and grabbed the disciple with the bloody handprint he had used before, and then heard the disciple let out a pitiful cry.
After a moment, the bloody hand loosened its grip, and there was another corpse puppet inside.
"Elder Tong's disciples come on stage." Wu Feng said calmly.
Soon.
Bu Laotong’s disciples also began to fight against each other.
Of course, most of Elder Tong’s disciples are women, and there are only two or three male disciples like Zhang Cunyi.
Most of them have learned Fu Lao Tong's Sonic Gong Yu Dao Kung Fu.
The instruments used by each other are mostly variations of musical instruments such as flutes, flutes, drums, and harps.
In the magic circle, two disciples stood separately. When they plucked the strings, dozens of skeleton warriors holding swords and guns flew out. The other disciple responded with a flute and countless sharp steel wheels flew out.
If we talk about the level of enjoyment, the fight between Elder Tong’s disciples is the best, but it also implies murderous intent.
When it was Zhang Cunyi’s turn, he was competing on the same stage as the second batch of male disciples.
The male disciple used a pair of bone sticks, which were made from the bones of unknown alien monsters. When they were struck with each other, there would be demonic sound pipes in the ears. They mixed the body practice skills with the sticks to attack at close range.
Zhang Cunyi held a stick in one hand and a copper bell for fireworks in the other hand and released it. He just knocked the bell with his stick and billowing fireworks were released.
Suddenly, fireflies with thick black smoke surrounded the disciple. In addition to burning, the fireworks also had a mesmerizing effect.
The disciple rushed left and right inside with a bone stick, and was burned to the point of losing 80% to 90% of his combat strength. When the smell of meat filled the air, he still couldn't find the direction of the exit, and finally had no choice but to admit defeat.
After that, Zhang Cunyi met several more opponents and was forced to use the armored corpse. He won more and lost less, but he passed the test safely.
In the end, it was a female disciple who was eliminated under the immortal boy. Although Du Tutuo was heartbroken, he could not change the opinions of other elders and watched his delicate disciple turn into a puppet corpse.
The last of the outer disciples to appear were the disciples of Tang's first level.
These disciples are all practitioners of immortality and various arts, and their fights are not as fierce as before. They fight each other tepidly, with little damage, and each other wins or loses.
In the end, Wu Feng discussed with the four elders, but instead of deciding whether to win or lose, he eliminated a "habitual offender" disciple who repeatedly blew up the alchemy furnace improperly and was turned into a zombie by Wu Feng.
It is said that they will also be sent to fan the furnace fire. If the furnace is exploded, they will not be able to even fan the fire zombies, and they will be filled in the bottom of the furnace to be used as fuel.
At this point, the death quotas of the four outer sect elders have been determined, and the four unlucky candidates including Shui Miaomiao have all died.
Mo Ruyan suddenly opened his eyes.
Wu Feng coughed.
“Okay, the competition for the outer disciples taught by the four elders has ended.”
“I’ll give you some rest time to recover. Next, the inner disciples are going to draw lots and fight against each other. ”
All the outer disciples on the field immediately became excited, and now they can watch the fun.
(End of this chapter)