Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 1188: Dead man
Sacrifice to Mountain and River
My name is Xu Zhu, and I am nicknamed a reborn young expert. I don’t refute this point, because this is indeed a fact.
Because the ancestors were relatively bullish and became a new semi-sage, the Xu family shook up with them, and of course I followed them.
Second generation of Xiu... That's what outsiders say about me, but it's appropriate.
Of course, it's not appropriate, but it's not very important. What I want to say is that as a reincarnation expert, I have never seen a big scene of hitting the person Xu.
is the treasure for cultivation. Ordinary monks desperately work hard, and those who ask their grandfathers and nurses around may not be able to get a few.
But I’m different. From the beginning of the path of spiritual practice, I need anything and everything. It may be an exaggeration to use one and lose one, but it is definitely supplied in sufficient quantities. There is no way, we can’t be low-key!
But today, I think I feel that my previous understanding is too narrow. It turns out that there are still such vigorous places in this world. Treasures are not counted, but are directly put together in piles and films.
The quality is mediocre. The key is all good things. How good is it? As far as I am from this background, now I can't wipe my saliva.
My, it’s mine, all of these are mine!
Whoever dares to fight with me, kill him!
……
The contenders are here.
As the Thunder Realm said, if they can come here, so can others.
Before Ruan Jing and Xu Zhu, they didn't know what the cultivation of Ling Xiao and Lei Yu had gained. Their eyes were hot and unwilling, they almost moved their hands.
Think about it in another way. Later, when the practitioners saw that the front entrance was wide open, how would they react when the three people were collecting treasures?
I am afraid that they have all their hearts alive!
The melee, with the arrival of other practitioners, there was little room for negotiation, and it broke out directly.
In the beginning, Xu Zhu, Ruan Jing, and Lei Yuzhixiu tried to join forces to kill the latecomers, but they soon gave up this idea.
Because, seven passages in the fog have been opened in a short period of time, and a large number of monks have begun to break into this house.
Seeing that his own treasure was taken away by others, Xu Zhu's eyes were red, but he was not stupid enough, and he was going to fight people desperately no matter what.
When Ruan Jing turned back and stopped trying to stop everyone, Xu Zhu gritted his teeth and turned and left quickly.
But soon, all his annoyance, resentment, and helplessness disappeared.
feels that he has been refreshed, Xu Zhu, who has the upper limit of the big scene, has to admit that he is really sitting on the well.
are all treasures, all are treasures!
is not limited to the vestibule. As far as he can see this huge house, he doesn't see any blank spaces.
At this moment, the liver is really shaking!
has red eyes, and his body is shaking like a stroke. Xu Zhu has only one thought in his mind, "Send it, send it completely!"
In fact, he is not the only one, but all the monks entering the house probably think so. The melee fighting soon stopped. There were treasures everywhere, and it was too late to be busy picking and collecting. Who is in the mood to fight?
Even if you kill your opponent, what can you do? With this effort, it is better to collect more baby! Not to mention, there are risks in fighting, and one who is not careful may fold oneself in.
Everyone wants to be a oriole, no one wants to be that, poor cicada who wants to be eaten into his stomach!
The mist of bamboo forest rolled one after another, and one channel condensed, sending the monks to this place, and there were more and more practitioners in the house.
Although there are treasures everywhere here, it is impossible for anyone to dislike it
I take a lot. As the number of monks continued to increase, although on the surface, they remained stable, everyone turned into picking craftsmen.
But this is like a bamboo basket covered on a stove. I don't know when, the flames burst out with a "shoo".
involved everyone, rolling and struggling in the raging flames, like a purgatory!
……
Qin Yu sighed, staring at the iron bump in his hand, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He was not a person who gave up lightly, but now there are more and more monks in the house.
In this relatively barren yard, four or five groups of practitioners have come one after another. Although Qin Yu and the two have not been discovered, it is good to be cautious.
flipped his hand to put away the iron knot, Qin Yu decided to stop the mana infusion, and after he left here, he had time.
took a deep breath, calming down a trace of depression in his heart, Qin Yu's eyes flashed, revealing the color of thinking.
Nowadays, there are enough practitioners in the courtyard. If they take the treasures here, they will naturally trigger that contract force.
The number was small before, maybe it hasn’t responded, but it’s almost the same now, there should be some changes.
……
Outside the house, the fog in the bamboo forest began to spread silently. It first surrounded the entire house, then crossed the fence, and then, bit by bit, completely submerged it.
The mist is poisonous, and Qin Yu has personally experienced this. As long as there is a vitality fluctuation, he will be attacked by toxins.
The fog toxin targets the monk’s soul, and it continues to corrode after being contaminated. This shocked the practitioners who were busy collecting treasures in the house, but soon they discovered that although the toxin in the fog was powerful, they did not need to be afraid.
because they now have enough treasures in their hands!
happens to be that most of these treasures can help practitioners and resist the toxins in the mist.
That's easy!
Of course, it’s not that no one has ever doubted the purpose of these mists, but they seem to have no choice in the current situation.
The mist is here. It is poisonous, very toxic and specific to the soul. After being contaminated, it is very troublesome.
The antidote is in my hand. There may be a problem with eating, but you will die if you don’t.
Is there still a choice?
……
Qin Yu finally waited, but he was in a bad mood for the changes he expected. Although he was the first to come here and saw this house full of treasures, he didn't dare to move anything.
This also led to the fact that when the poisonous mist came in, invaded the wood house, and enveloped him and Master Yun, he could only resist.
I said before, if it’s just Qin Yu, the toxins are not toxins, it would not have much effect.
But Master Yun can’t do it!
Want to keep her alive, Qin Yu can only choose to carry it for her.
It’s okay if you don’t choose, Master Yun will soon die...So, this is the life of Fudan. It seems that there are many choices, but in fact there is only one way, or the one you most want to go .
tried to call the little blue light, but there was no response, which made Qin Yu secretly awe-inspiring. The fact that he is hiding so tightly indicates that he may be being watched in the realm where he is now.
And the owner of these eyes must be very strong, so strong that a small blue light must also completely contain his own breath.
Think about this "land of riots". The many young powerhouses who broke in, such as the Heavenly Sword Sect Lingxiao, Xiangzhang Academy Ruan Jing, etc., must have hidden some inside information, then this situation is not the case. It's hard to understand.
is understandable. Without the help of the little blue light, things will be a little troublesome.
The toxins in the mist will be produced after being contaminated with the soul
a kind of effect similar to corrosion.
The advantage is that for every certain amount of soul to be corroded, equivalent toxins are consumed.
The bad side, the mist is endless. Unless you escape from it, toxins will continue to invade your body, and there will be no head at all.
Qin Yu can use his own soul power to help Master Yun consume toxins, but the soul power is different from mana, and the recovery speed is relatively slow without foreign objects.
In the current situation, no one knows how long the poisonous fog will cover, and Qin Yu cannot take the risk and let himself fall into weakness.
Then there is only one choice!
Qin Yu stretched out his hand and landed on Master Yun, and a pure soul power instantly injected into her body.
At the same time, the miserable and mournful cry of "Old Tortoise" sounded in my mind, "Master, please pity me, I'm really too vain, I can't stand this extraction!"
The corners of his mouth twitched. What this guy said didn't sound right.
Forget it, because of his effort, I don't bother to care about him.
"Old tortoise" is weak, but even if he maintains this weak state, he can live for decades.
So, it’s not a big problem to get him a little astral.
Temporarily solved the problem of Master Yun, Qin Yu looked at the mist floating in front of him, his eyes flashed brightly.
first gave a lot of treasures, and then there was a poisonous mist. If you don't want to die, you can only use the treasures to save your life... If there is no problem in this, Qin Yu grabbed his head!
Just look at this rhythm, there will definitely be tricks later, just wait and see.
……
Qin Yu hadn't seen the tricks of the owner of the house, but the monks who broke into the house started to have problems.
The reason is very simple. No matter how many treasures there are in the house, it can't stand the wild picking by so many practitioners.
At first, everyone was busy "harvesting", and even if there was a conflict, they sneered.
But with the passage of time, the number of treasures is getting less and less, and the conflicts are getting more and more, and gradually, really angry.
Of course, there is another potentially important factor-the fog covering the house!
The mist is poisonous and can damage the soul. It needs refining and absorbing treasures~IndoMTL.com~ to resist.
No one knows how long they will be trapped here next. Even if the treasures are abundant in their respective hands, it still does not affect their hope to get more.
Especially, the monks who entered the house, although the cultivation level is not bad, there are still some differences between strengths and weaknesses.
The weak are okay, the strong will think a little bit.
An ordinary unnamed grass caused the first murder in the house. The specific process is not important. What is important is that as one party dies on the spot... the horror is here!
The body of the dead practitioner turned directly into powder, and a blood bead the size of a red dragon eye appeared in front of everyone.
No one knows what this blood bead is. Even at the beginning, despite their surprise, not many people paid attention to it.
Because, as the practitioner turned into powder, his storage magic weapon was destroyed, and all kinds of things exploded on the ground.
, of course, it contains all the things he collected after entering the house.
In a scrambled battle, the blood beads were taken away by someone in the process.
The death of a person did not panic everyone. For the dangerous world of practitioners, this was originally normal.
But just after this day, the courtyard covered by the poisonous fog began to die continuously, and the number became more and more...A horrible shadow enveloped everyone's hearts!
Because, things started to get weird.
offering sacrifices to mountains and rivers