Chapter 242 Entry
Because it was too dense, many migratory locusts had no place to stay, so they could only form a swarm and fly in circles around the magic circle.
It is like a yellow whirlwind that keeps circling, or like a group of bloodthirsty sharks hunting in the sea, waiting for the moment when their prey reveals a fatal flaw.
Bang!
Soon a big hole was gnawed out of the magic circle.
"Buzz..."
These migratory locusts immediately became excited, like yellow sand leaking to the ground, and countless migratory locusts crawled in along the entrance of the hole.
Even in some parts of the magic circle, migratory locusts left and flew towards the holes, revealing the original transparent mask part again.
"Ah..."
Countless screams instantly came from inside the mask,
Lu Ye and others stood on the treasure in the sky. They could only see through the part of the light mask that reproduced the transparent color. They saw hundreds of casual cultivators who were originally lined up inside being swarmed by a swarm of locusts.
Like the wind blowing the wheat waves, they fell down one after another with screams.
He noticed one person, the female cultivator from Chunfeng Tower who was smoking a cigarette.
The other party's charming face no longer smiled, and became extremely frightened. He kept shaking the cigarette rod, and clouds of mist sprayed out, covering his whole body.
It’s just that these fogs can charm the hearts of the dissolute monks, but they cannot charm the locusts.
Hundreds of locusts swooped at her, and she fell down on the spot.
Within a few breaths, the fog dissipated, leaving only a white skeleton on the spot. All the flesh and blood had been chewed away, turning it into a real pink skeleton.
Lu Ye listened to Wang Hu sighing next to him.
Such tragic scenes happen everywhere among the casual cultivators.
The old man with ten thousand bones in the sky coughed and said loudly.
"Fellow heads, how old are you? Let me say a few words first. Let's do our part again!" They gnawed them all away.”
He descended from the sky first, breathing fire from his mouth, killing most of the locusts outside the mask that had not yet squeezed into the city.
Other heads also lowered their treasures from the sky and cast their spells.
He also ordered his disciples to go out to fight and intercept and kill the scattered fleeing locust swarms.
This tossing lasted for more than half an hour.
Only with the exceptional cooperation of the Seven Demon Sects and the casual cultivators in Fangshi, these swarms of migratory locusts that jumped out of the secret realm were wiped out.
At this time in Fang City, where the casual cultivators had gathered just now, there were already corpses everywhere.
About half of the team of nearly three hundred people were killed or injured, and they were disabled before entering the secret realm.
The remaining people all had panic on their faces, and their bodies were covered with large amounts of blood, some from their own and some from others.
Lu Ye stuck his head out and took a look, then withdrew his gaze. It was really tragic.
He muttered in his heart.
Could it be that these seven masters had a tacit understanding and deliberately slowed down the pace to let the casual cultivators in the market die first?
It’s hard to say that they have this kind of mentality. It’s not sure that they want the casual cultivators to go in and work their lives. But seeing that there are so many people, they think it’s better to weaken them first.
Lu Ye noticed that anger flashed in the eyes of many casual cultivators, and they had obviously thought of this possibility.
It seems that this trip to the secret realm is even more chaotic.
Now everyone is on the ground looking up and waiting.
After the swarm of migratory locusts, some strange monsters flew out of the secret realm, but no one was as large as the migratory locusts.
Being casually wiped out by the seven masters.
After an hour, no more creatures came out.
The seven masters gathered together to discuss for a while, and then returned to their teams.
Qian Jinjin took a handful of candles from Mo Ruyan and handed them out to everyone in turn.
"Junior brothers and sisters, please spray the essence and blood on the wick of this soul-sensing candle, and then light it with your own magic power!"
She took out a magic weapon, and it turned into several pieces when it landed on the ground. A square tray.
"Everyone insert this candle into this incense burner one by one."
"Because everyone has failed to cultivate their spiritual consciousness, they can't make natal lights."
"However, this soul-sensing candle can also temporarily sense the breath of your souls. Within half a month, the candle will be extinguished when a person dies, and the candle will burn when a person is alive. "
"The leader can judge the degree of danger in the secret realm based on this."
The soul-sensing candle that Lu Ye got was heavy, and he didn't know what it was made of. It seemed to be mixed with other materials. The material is green all over.
All the surrounding disciples sprayed a mouthful of essence and blood onto the candle wick, and then ignited it with magic power.
He did the same.
After everyone lit the incense, they discovered that the flames on the soul-sensing candle were actually different lengths.
For example, if the red soil of Shu has only the second level of cultivation, the flame will be like a soybean, small and dim.
If Lu Ye's cultivation has reached the fifth level of Qi training, the flames will jump up to an inch long and be extremely bright.
He peeked at the fire candle lit by Qian Jinjin. It was a bit taller than him. He was indeed a being who could enter the late stage of Qi training at any time.
It seems that this soul-sensing candle can also reflect personal strength.
The disciples stepped forward one by one and placed the incense candles on the tray. Immediately, the tray was densely packed with hundreds of burning candles.
The strong wind blew, but the incense candles were not affected, and the flames burned steadily.
Looking at other sects, they all behave the same way.
Even on the casual cultivator side, some disciples went over to distribute incense and candles, and finally lit a densely packed tray of candles.
Although nearly half of them died, there were still one hundred, fifty or sixty people left behind. In terms of number of people alone, they were still the largest.
Lu Ye took the opportunity to take a few more glances, and based on the high-level judgment of the lit soul-sensing candle, he found that each sect had sent experts like Qian Jinjin who could break through upon entry to take charge.
Ten Thousand Bones Forest and the Yinhun Sect each have one person, while among the four west families, there are three from the Hundred Animals Gate, and two from the other families.
Even among the casual cultivators, there are actually two fire candles whose flames are higher than his. It seems that there are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers among these casual cultivators.
I’m sure he is a master of Gujianzhuang and Baihemen.
Lu Yimei made a mental calculation. According to normal calculations, Xuanmo Sect would be difficult to win because of the large number of enemies and many top experts.
Fortunately, there is a bug like my own that disrupts the situation, so I can only go on a killing spree.
The harder he kills, the safer Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi will be based on probability.
The heads of the seven families looked at each other to make sure that their disciples were ready, and then ordered their disciples to board the treasure.
The casual cultivators also relied on the jade tokens in their hands to board the treasures of the seven sects separately, and together they slowly ascended to the sky with the treasures.
After some tossing, the giant sun in the sky has reached mid-air.
Fortunately, the entrance to the Black Cave Secret Realm is open to all directions except up and down, left and right. It does not affect the entry of the seven disciples at the same time, and there is no need to distinguish the order. Anyway, the rules of time and space suppress interference, and it is not first come, first served. have to.
Mo Ruyan turned around and told his disciples.
“Remember, when the earth dragon inside turns over, as long as there is such a passage around, it is the day of retreat.”
“Don’t be greedy for treasures, you must return in time!”
She waved her hand.
"Enter the country!"
Qian Jinjin did not hesitate and jumped down from the treasure vessel first, and disappeared at the entrance.
The rest of the disciples filed in, and it was the turn of Lu Ye and others. He, Wang Hu, Zhang Cunyi, and Shu Chitu Tao Shengzhen.
The four jumped down together and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
soon.
The crowd on the Moru fireworks basket all entered the secret realm.
She lowered the flower basket from the sky, turned her cold face to the sky, and squinted her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Master Mo..." a voice sounded next to him, but it was an old man with a bald head and a smiling face. "All the masters have sent their disciples to the secret realm."
"It's better, Shall we sit down and wait?”
Mo Ruyan lowered his head and smiled sweetly and said.
“Okay!”
Sanhun Granny also landed on the ground at this moment. She punched the skull in her hand and laughed.
“With this soul-sensing candle, even though we cannot know what is happening in the secret realm, we can also understand the dangers inside.”
“Why don’t we sit down with the heads of the Fourth West Family? .”
"It's also good to see how the disciples of each school perform."
In the sky.
The heads of the four Western families landed one after another.
The leader of the Blood Shadow Sect, the Blood River Shangren, looked like a middle-aged man with red eyebrows and laughed.
“Grandma Sanhun’s suggestion is just right.”
"Let's get together and watch together!" All the leaders had no objections and immediately summoned the disciples from various sects in the city.
Dianfang City has become desolate at this moment, because most people have gone into the secret realm to explore, but some people have chosen to stay safe.
Immediately under the arrangement of seven disciples stationed in Fang City, some casual cultivators cooperated.
Just outside Fang City, seven Dharma umbrellas were erected, facing the entrance of the Black Cave Secret Realm, arranged in a ring.
There is a fairy chair under the umbrella for the leader to sit in. There is a long table in front of the chair. On the table are trays for soul-sensing candles for disciples of various sects, as well as many spiritual foods and fruits.
In addition, a small coffee table is placed in the middle of the seven-handled umbrella, and a tray is placed on it, but it is the soul-sensing candle of the unloved casual cultivators.
The leaders sat down casually, this position was arranged cleverly.
Whenever the leader raises his head, he can see any changes at the entrance to the secret realm. By glancing left and right, he can judge the casualties of the disciples of each sect based on the soul-sensing candle.
Mo Ruyan, Old Man with Ten Thousand Bones, Granny Three Souls, Blood River Shangren, Taoist Master Chu Sheng, Master Shijie, and Dugu Niu Seven Masters took their seats one after another.
Just like the fighting alliance in the secret realm, the three east families are adjacent to each other, with the coffee table holding the Soul Cultivation Candle in the middle, and then the four heads of the west family.
After the seven people sat down, their faces were all kind.
But in his heart, he wished that his disciples would kill everyone in the secret realm. It would be best to kill all the remaining six bastard disciples.
They all had foundation-building skills, so they all decided to meditate here for fifteen days, never moving away, and wanted to watch how their disciples killed everyone in the secret realm.
The seven people even prayed to the Void Power in their hearts.
Disciple XX sincerely prays to the great devil.
The enemy's disciples entered a desperate situation, fed the monsters, and all of them died...
Our disciples got good luck, walked to pick up treasures, and raised their heads to see joy...
After a while, all the seven sect leaders probably finished praying, and then they started drinking tea and chatting.
I don’t know how to handle and coordinate the contradictions between the seven prayers received by the Great Demon God. The content is similar but the core is opposite.
But he said seven people, you praise my sect's disciples for their strong team, they are all elite at first glance; I praise you, your disciples have many masters and successors.
Even Mo Ru’s cigarette holder seemed to be smeared with honey. He praised Grandma Sanhun for her eye-catching red lips and elegant hairstyle for a bald old man with ten thousand bones.
The seven of them had a good chat.
Poof!
On the coffee table in the middle, there were many incense candles representing casual cultivators placed in trays, and suddenly several of them were extinguished.
Everyone stopped chatting and turned to look at each other.
The people on the Blood River sneered.
"These casual cultivators don't care about their cultivation level and just join in blindly."
"You deserve to die!"
He just finished speaking.
Poof!
I saw two candles in front of him extinguished at the same time.
His red face immediately turned purple with anger.
It wasn’t until the candles in front of other sect leaders began to flicker out sporadically, and some sects even extinguished four or five incense candles, that the people on the Blood River looked better.
The faces of the leaders tightened.
Everyone knows that the fighting has begun in the secret realm.
I wonder which sect will have the last laugh?
The secret area of the Black Cave.
"Jingjing..." Hua Ming vomited blood and fell to the ground, "Why are you doing this to me?"
"I only love you... In the past nine years, the sect has earned as much spiritual stone as It's in your hands..."
A bright flying sword was inserted into his body and penetrated from the back to the chest. It was obviously a sneak attack by a trustworthy person.
The female cultivator named Jingjing, wearing tulle, with slim curves, seems to be covering up and revealing, but she is the first of the three spiritual stones in Chunfeng Tower for one night.
“Bah!” Jingjing spat at Hua Ming, “You still have the nerve to say that!”
“I said at the beginning that I would be given sufficient resources for my daily cultivation. ”
“As a result, I can only afford one night’s sleep per month.”
"It's true that you gave me the spiritual stone, and I paid for it with my body, right? Didn't you enjoy the ecstasy?"
She ignored Hua Ming who fell to the ground, and squatted happily. Next, he carefully picked a piece of fluorescent grass from the ground and put it into the treasure bag.
This treasure bag was obtained by these casual cultivators who handed over the spirit stones before entering the secret realm.
"Look..." Jingjing seemed to be showing off, "This fluorescent grass is worth a hundred spirit stones!"
"Isn't it more valuable than your dead life?"
She touched Hua Ming's body with a pair of slender jade hands, and took off his storage bag, but there were only a few bottles of pills inside.
As Hua Ming said, all his wealth was lost on her.
Jingjing was not moved, but kicked Hua Ming angrily.
“Poor guy!”
She threw down the storage bag and put away several bottles of pills.
"For the sake of your relationship with me, I won't kill you myself."
"Just stay here and wait for death!"
Hua Ming Hearing this, he immediately became excited.
"No, Jingjing, you took away all the healing pills, how can I live? Give me a break!"
This is the secret realm of the Black Cave, and there are monsters around. , staying here cannot heal, he will only lose too much blood, and eventually be eaten by monsters until he dies. It is better to die now.
"Hmph!"
quietly twisted his waist and left without looking back.
"You will not die well!" Hua Ming cursed angrily.
Jingjing twisted even more seductively, her slim waist swaying like a willow branch, and sneered.
“Didn’t you say that the slave’s waist is the killing knife?”
"Hwarang, do you still say that even if you die under a pomegranate skirt, you can become a ghost?"
"Why can't you look away so much? Ha..."
Bang!
While she was joking, her head suddenly exploded, spurting out a lot of white and red stuff, and she fell heavily to the ground, with a smile on half of her face.
Brush brush brush.
Not far away, a man wearing a full-body cloak came quickly.
Squat down, touch the corpse, and move smoothly. It seems that he is an expert.
The other party even slapped the gourd on his waist, and a cloud of yellow smoke immediately flew out.
Jingjing’s soul flew out of Jingjing’s corpse, with a panicked look on his face as if he was about to beg for mercy, but was swept away by the yellow smoke and wrapped up with the body.
After a crackling sound.
The body and soul were chewed up completely, leaving not even a drop of blood on the ground. It was extremely clean and could be called a model of robbery.
"Ah..." Hua Ming exclaimed, "Thank you, brother, for avenging me..."
He felt happy and sad at the same time.
But the man turned his face.
"Hiss..." Hua Ming took a breath of air.
But I saw that the other person was wearing a mask on his face, with two holes on the top showing his eyes, and six circles on the bottom, two in a group, and three groups in sequence.
At first glance, it looks like it has eight eyes on its face, and it seems to cause a sense of fear for no reason.
"Thank you to my benefactor..." He opened his mouth with difficulty.
But he saw the other party coming and threw him a few bottles of healing elixirs.
He was about to say thank you, but the other party snatched away the jade plaque hanging from his waist and walked away.
Hua Ming was left alone and messy in the wind.
The other party saved his life, why did he want to steal his jade medal?
Oops!
Without the jade token, how can I find a way to join up with my classmates?
Moreover, the jade medal was taken away by the opponent. Should I commit suicide to avoid complicity and expose my position in the same sect?
After thinking for a long time, he decided to stay alive for the moment, sacrificing his life for the sect was not what a disciple of the Demon Sect should do.
Right now, I can only draw my sword and heal my wounds. I just hope that I will be lucky enough to meet the same sect, and never meet the devils from the West Fourth Gate.
Hua Ming saw the other party's figure gradually getting smaller and farther away, and shouted unwillingly.
"Can you please leave your name, my benefactor? I will thank you deeply from now on!"
If you lose a jade token, you have to know who it is, even if it is a pseudonym!
The word "unclear" came from the distance.
"Liutong! My name is Liutong!"
(End of this chapter)