The moment Bai Zhirui's white lotus magic weapon flew out, there was a moment of tranquility on the noisy battlefield.
Wow!
A flying claw came quickly and circled around the White Lotus Magical Artifact.
Before Fei Claw's iron chain could wrap around the White Lotus Magical Artifact, a Rope Dart Magical Artifact followed closely, and it also entangled the White Lotus Magical Artifact, trying to take the opportunity to take away the idea.
As a result, these two magic weapons were directly entangled together.
"Asshole, how dare you ruin my good deeds."
Another person also retorted angrily: "If you weren't causing trouble, I would have..."
The actions of the two of them seemed to light a fuse.
All the monks of the Nether Spirit Tribe started to move.
The general of Hades City desperately tried to stop him: "Stop it, General, there is no such fighting..."
The next moment, his words were drowned by the explosion of various spells.
In the eyes of the Netherworld monks present, there was simply no room for anything else except that magic weapon.
"Get out of the way, don't block the road!" A Nether Spirit monk in the crowd waved his sword and knocked down the guy in front of him who was caught off guard.
But he wasn't too proud of the consequences. He had just killed a man when a spear from beside him stabbed him diagonally, hitting him right in the heart.
"You deserve to die for attacking one of your own."
This guy said it righteously, but he was secretly happy in his heart, now there were two less competitors.
There were only two Netherworld monks who took advantage of the chaos to kill people. Moreover, he was quickly killed by others.
Although the casualties were not very large, with this bad start, the alliance of these monks, who had their own agendas, became increasingly fragile.
Except for those friends who were already acquainted with each other, now they see everyone as enemies.
"Why are you looking at me? Do you want to take action against me?" A Netherworld monk's nervous voice changed a bit.
"Are you sick? It's up to the devil to look at you." The man immediately turned away his eyes and retorted. He didn't want to arouse unnecessary suspicion because of his behavior.
It was just okay if he didn't do this. Seeing him look away, the man thought he was guilty.
"I knew you had no good intentions. You want to strike first. Look at the sword!"
Both of them focused on the other person. Even if the person suddenly made a move, the other person could react and dodge in time.
But the person next to him was unlucky and was pierced by a flying sword in the chest and died on the spot.
"Brother! You bastard dare to kill my brother, I want you to die!"
With such hatred, he didn't even care to hold back. The sky was full of fire and rain, and the seven or eight people around him were enveloped in it.
This was like poking a hornet's nest. They didn't distinguish between ourselves and the enemy and started fighting like crazy.
In this situation, except for themselves, almost everyone is an enemy, and it is impossible not to take action.
No one knows whether they will be targeted next.
In order to save their lives, these people did not dare to hold back at all. In just a few breaths, everyone was involved.
"You bastards, stop this general!" The general of Hell City made his last effort.
boom!
A fireball the size of a washbasin passed through the crowd and hit him.
Although he was not injured, it still made him so anxious and embarrassed that he no longer bothered to suppress his anger.
"A bunch of damn bastards, since you want to die so much, this general will help you. Kill the sky with ten thousand bones!"
The ground shook wildly, and all kinds of bones suddenly emerged from the ground.
In the blink of an eye, a forest of bones appeared on the ground.
Many Netherworld monks who could not escape were pierced into candied haws by those sharp white bones and quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.
There were also seven or eight relatively strong and lucky Netherworld monks who escaped this attack.
One of them gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it, this guy obviously wants to kill us and then take the magical weapon for himself."
"Let's go together and kill him first, otherwise no one will survive."
Several Nether Spirit Clan monks who were on guard against each other just now formed an alliance and attacked the general of Nether Prison City together.
Lin Feng and Su Yao, who were hiding aside, stared straight at it.
Although Bai Zhirui had already expected this to happen when she told them about the plan.
But...
Is this effect too good?
A fake magic weapon caused these monks from the Nether Spirit Tribe to fight to the death, and their brains were knocked out.
In order to avoid misunderstandings, let their small group, which was already in many dangers, fall into real internal strife.
Bai Zhirui was tough and asked them to check her White Lotus magic weapon carefully.
Although doing so would allow Lin Feng and Bai Zhirui to fully understand the details of their magical weapons.
It is also possible for others to learn about her magic weapon through various means. When using it in the future, some unexpected dangers may occur.
But at this time, I can no longer care about so much.
"Those are the issues you need to consider after you escape. As for now, being able to survive is the most important thing." Zheng Yi taught his apprentice.
Lin Feng and Su Yao also understand the seriousness of this matter.
Therefore, before inspecting Bai Zhirui's White Lotus Magical Artifact, she swore to Lord Canglan that she would never reveal even a single bit of it.
Neither Zheng Yi nor Bai Zhirui took this oath seriously.
It's not that I don't believe them.
As a monk, everyone has various methods.
The most typical one is the soul-searching technique.
Even if Lin Feng and Su Yao abide by their oath and do not leak it, the secret of the White Lotus Magical Artifact may still be leaked out in this way.
Of course, I don’t care. Zheng Yi was quite satisfied that the two of them could show such sincerity.
After swearing a poisonous oath, the two people inspected the White Lotus Magical Artifact very carefully.
Although this is a very powerful magic weapon, it is not something particularly precious to disciples like them from the sect.
At least this magic weapon is definitely not worth the lives of so many monks from the Nether Spirit Tribe.
As for why this ordinary magic weapon can block the attack of the Golden Pill Overhaul of Demon Lord Huiyue.
Lin Feng and Su Yao had a tacit understanding and did not ask.
Every monk has his own means of protecting his life. Not only ordinary monks, but also relatives and even Taoist companions would not care about this kind of secret.
On the battlefield, the battle between the Netherworld monks has come to an end.
The few remaining Nether Spirit Clan monks are all powerful masters.
Fighting alone, none of them may be a match for the general of Hades City.
Two against one, the outcome may not be known yet.
But with so many people fighting one person, no matter how powerful the ghost generals of Hell City are, they will still be killed together.
After his death, his body did not completely dissipate like the ordinary Nether Spirit clan, but left behind a skeleton made of silver.
Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the skeleton suddenly exploded. The bones exploded and took away most of the remaining people.
There were only two monks from the Nether Spirit Clan left, and both of them were seriously injured.
"Fellow Taoist, if things have come to this point, if we continue to fight, I'm afraid neither of us will survive. Although the baby is good, it is not as important as my life in my opinion."
"You are stronger than me, but if I try my best, you won't be able to defeat me so easily."
"How about this? You take out a magic weapon to compensate me, and I will give this treasure to you."
Another Netherworld monk heard this and his heart skipped a beat.
If the other party directly told him to give this treasure to him, he would naturally not believe it easily.
But in exchange for benefits, maybe the other party is really willing to trade.
As the other party said, his strength is higher than this person. If it were normal times, he would have killed people and taken treasures.
But during the battle with the general of Hades City just now, he was also seriously injured and was affected by the final bone blast.
If you want to win over the opponent now, you may have to pay a high price.
After hesitating for a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, I agree to your conditions."
With a wave of his hand, a token burning with the karma fire of the underworld appeared out of thin air.
"I got this Karma Fire Token accidentally. As long as I can refine it, I can control part of the Karma Fire in the underworld."
"This thing is definitely no worse than the White Lotus Magical Artifact."
The moment he saw this Karma Fire Token, the Netherling Tribe monk who proposed the deal had greed in his eyes: "You...really want to give this to me?"
"The technique I cultivate happens to be restrained by the underworld karma fire on this karma fire order. Refining it will not only be of no benefit to me, but will also affect my strength. Now it will be easier for you."
The underworld monk swallowed: "Okay! Don't worry, I promise to keep this matter secret and will not tell anyone about today."
After saying that, he reached for the Karma Fire Token.
Just as his hand was about to touch the Karma Fire Token, the underworld Karma Fire on it suddenly erupted, engulfing the man directly and burning him to death in an instant.
Ding dong!
The palm-sized flying knife fell to the ground, making a crisp impact sound.
It seems that Shuangfeiyan has no intention of abiding by the agreement.
"In this world, the only ones who can really keep secrets are dead people."
After killing the last opponent, the monks of the Nether Spirit Tribe did not dare to neglect. They immediately put away the Karma Fire Order and prepared to find the White Lotus Magical Artifact that had just flown to an unknown place.
"Are you looking for this?" Bai Zhirui smiled like a flower, and what she held in her green hand was the White Lotus Magical Artifact that he had just thrown out.
"No!" How could the Netherworld monk not know that he had been deceived? Without hesitation, he turned around and ran away.
He wasn't slow, but there were people faster than him.
I don't know when the sharp sword energy arrived in front of me, directly cutting the Nether Spirit Clan monk into two pieces.
"If you want me to die, don't even think about it." Before dying, the Netherworld monk raised his hands to the sky.
Suddenly a dazzling beam of light shot straight into the sky.
Within a radius of thousands of miles, it is impossible for any creature that is not blind to miss this thing.
Not only that, this pillar of light also contains the power of the rules of heaven and earth.
Many monks with higher strength can feel it even if they can't see it as long as they are still in this world.
Not to mention the pursuers who have been frantically searching for their whereabouts.
"You bastard, you won't stop even after you die, and you want to use us as your backup. Let's go quickly, Fellow Daoist Su, I'm begging you." Lin Feng said hurriedly.
He seemed to have seen the scene of numerous Nether Spirit Clan monks coming to kill him.
There are enemies on all sides, and his flying sword is obviously not as concealable and useful as Su Yao's Kunyi Hairpin.
Su Yao didn't dare to neglect, and immediately grabbed Bai Zhirui's hand and prepared to take them away.
"Wait a minute!" Before leaving, Bai Zhirui sneered and looked at the position where the Nether Spirit monk's body was, and directly activated the White Lotus Magical Artifact to tear him apart completely.
"No!" Amidst the unwilling roar, the body of the Nether Spirit Clan monk slowly dissipated.
"Damn it, this guy is still pretending to be dead!" Lin Feng gasped.
This guy made such a big fuss, he really thought that the other party was unwilling to give up before he died and wanted to use them as a backstop.
It was completely unexpected that the other party would use this cover to perform a golden cicada escape.
Fortunately, Bai Zhirui saw through the other party's trick, otherwise this guy would have succeeded.
Bai Zhirui also had lingering fears: "Master, how do you know he's not dead?"
Zheng Yi sneered: "The so-called concealment, if he hadn't made such a big noise, I might have been deceived by him."
"But this idiot insists on deliberately causing such a big scene. Doesn't this clearly tell us that he has other plots?"
Not long after Bai Zhirui and the others left, the Netherling Tribe monks who were chasing after them arrived one after another.
It can be clearly seen that the number of pursuers following Bai Zhirui and the others has been greatly reduced.
And most of the remaining Netherworld monks are not particularly strong.
After all, those weaker monks could easily be led in other directions by various clues, and would not be able to encounter Bai Zhirui and the others.
If it weren't for that beam of light, they might not be looking for the whereabouts of Bai Zhirui and the others.
Demon Lord Huiyue arrived late.
Among the remaining Netherworld monks, a few of the stronger ones eagerly stepped forward to ask.
"Lord Demon Lord, those juniors from the human race are extraordinary in strength. Many of our people have died in their hands. You see..."
Demon Lord Huiyue sneered: "You won't tell me that so many of you were frightened by three juniors from the human race, right?"
"You all know what we came out to do this time. If we can't eradicate the root cause and affect the overall plan, I don't need to explain the consequences."
The faces of the Netherworld monks present were all ugly.
If the above task cannot be completed, nothing will happen to Demon Lord Huiyue, the powerful golden elixir.
These little shrimps will definitely not yield any good results.
Originally, we were counting on Demon Lord Huiyue to take action in person, but since this guy was thwarted in his previous action, he has changed his impatient look.
Obviously, let them be the leaders.
They understood the truth, but the situation forced them to take action even if they knew the other party's plan.
Demon Lord Huiyue didn't seem to care, but he was secretly cursing in his heart.
"What a bunch of useless cowards, they can't even find out the true identity of that guy."
Unlike those monks from the Nether Spirit Tribe in the Foundation Establishment Stage, Demon Lord Huiyue has been able to determine that in addition to the three human juniors, there is another person who is hiding.
However, he spent a lot of effort and failed to find out the depth of that person.
All the battles between Bai Zhirui and the three of them were under his supervision.
The deeper he got to know him, the more he became wary of the guy behind the three of them. (End of chapter)