Chapter 157 Chaotic Situation (2)

After the monk killed Jin Yaoyao, his face suddenly became extremely pale, and his left arm instantly shriveled and died, like an old tree root that had been dead for many years, extremely terrifying! The man frowned slightly, pulled his left hand hard, and immediately tore off the dead arm. The bones and flesh at the broken mouth were pale and blood were seen at all.

"Hehe, Jin Yaoyao, since I am destined to be in a loss of protection, instead of asking for forgiveness, it is better to kill you at this price, which is more cost-effective! Anyway, no one knows this, even though Grandma Jin is a Jindan monk, she will definitely not be able to find me."

He hurriedly bandaged his broken arm, and the man plundered all the treasures on Jin Yaoyao's corpse. After destroying the corpse, he crushed the trial stone without hesitation, and his body disappeared in the shadow of the teleportation array.

In a certain place, there was a golden spirit herb plant on the stone wall, about a few inches tall. Not far from the spirit herb, four monks from both sides were stalemate, and the atmosphere was tense and stiff.

"What do you mean by two fellow Taoists?" Among the two monks on the left, the thin monk in black shirts and a dark body looked gloomy as if he were to find this golden grass first. Do you want to snatch it?"

"Hehe, fellow Taoist said nothing," the monk dressed in a yellow dress smiled coldly, "This thing is born and raised, and has nothing to do with you. The so-called treasures of heaven and earth are worthy of the people. Can you see them first? Even if it is yours?"

"Hmph! Why do Brother Wu talk to this person too much? Since they don't want to retreat, we have to do it!" Next to the thin monk in black clothes, another monk's eyes flashed in his eyes. He reached out and slapped the storage bag, and took two spherical treasures in his hand.

"Since the two fellow Taoists refused to retreat, this is all that's the only way!" The man in black sneered when he heard this, and waved his hand and slapped it out.

The cold wind roared, and a black mist condensed out of thin air, and bursts of howling ghosts and wolves came from it, making people feel scared in their hearts when they heard it.

"You are a monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect in Tongzhou!" The yellow-shirt monk let out a sound of shock and anger. He dared not be careless about the black fog. He raised his hand and threw out a jade butterfly. This object was activated by magic power and emitted a layer of spiritual power shield, covering the two of them.

boom!

boom!

boom!

These four people have good cultivation, all of which are above the early stage of foundation building. In addition, they each have powerful magic weapons. After a battle, the momentum is extremely terrifying.

"ah!"

Suddenly, the yellow-shirt monk who fought with the thin monk in black let out a scream, and his arms, stained with black mist, turned black and rotted in their breaths.

"Corrotten corpse poison! What a vicious boy, wait. I will never let you go about what you do today!" In a roar, the yellow-shirt monks crushed the trial stones at the same time, and their bodies disappeared in the teleportation array.

"Hmph, you run fast, otherwise I will definitely let you taste the power of the rotten corpse poison!" The thin monk in black snorted coldly, but his face showed a bit of lust. The monk behind him also showed a pleasing smile on his face, saying, "Brother Wu's magical power is extremely powerful. In this trial world, he still needs many help from fellow Taoists."

The monk in black shirt felt even more proud when he heard this. He nodded slightly and walked towards the golden grass. His eyes showed a bit of fiery look, and he was about to reach out to pick it. But at this moment, he was shocked and suddenly stopped and flashed to one side, but his arms still hurt slightly, and then he became numb.

"Peacock Feather! You, the surname Zhang, are so vicious. Use this poison to deal with me!" The aura of this man quickly dissipated as he roared, and before he could even take out the trial stone, his body completely turned into a pool of black water.

The monk named Zhang smiled coldly, put away the storage bag that he had landed on the ground, cleaned it again with clean water, hung it carefully around his waist, and picked the golden grass again, and his yin eyes swept around, and then the escape light flashed and flew outward.

On a clearing, four monks surrounded each other, their eyes full of fiery color.

"The Qingyu Sword is in this hand. If he still doesn't know how to hand it over, we will join forces to kill him here and fight for it based on our ability?" A man with a cold face and naturally exuding cold air on his body slowly said.

On the left, a purple monk smiled coldly and said, "I agree with fellow Taoist's advice!"

The other two, a bald monk and a pretty female cultivator in fluttering clothes, hesitated a little when he heard this and nodded slowly at the same time.

Surrounded by the four people, the white-clothed man had blood on his lips and had rapid breathing. Hearing this, his face turned completely gloomy.

"Four fellow Taoists join forces and think they are definitely not opponents." A bit of resentment flashed in this person's eyes. He slapped the storage bag directly, and then held the Qingyu Sword in his hand, shook his hand and threw it towards the direction of the person who spoke first, shouting: "Since you want it, then go and grab it!"

The cold man saw the green jade sword flying over, and his eyes showed a look of surprise. He hurriedly reached out and held it in his hand. Seeing the cold eyes of the three people around him, the light flashed on his body and fled to the distance wildly.

"Chase!"

"Snatch back the Qingyu Sword!"

"You must not let him run away!"

The three monks snorted angrily, and light emerged from their bodies, and they followed them.

The first monk who possessed the Green Jade Sword took out several pills and swallowed them with his back hand, pondered for a moment, and showed a little unwilling look on his face. Then he carefully kept a distance and followed the few people.

In the trial world, there was a bloody battle between the monks of various sects, between the monks and monsters. Countless monks fell, and those who survived on the corpses of these people were undoubtedly more outstanding and more suitable for the cruel survival of the cultivation world. They would also have the opportunity to go further on the path of cultivation.

In a dense forest, several balls of escape light were rushing forward and roaring forward.

"Hehe, little beauty, don't leave. Stop and let the three of us take good care of you?" The lewd and perverted voice came from a ball of pink escape light behind. As the sound fell, the other two escape lights also heard the sound of "hehe" an evil laughter.

"Little beauty, stop."
Chapter completed!