Therefore, at this level, monks are no longer restricted by the soul of life, at least they cannot decide life or death with the soul of life.

Otherwise, if you come and catch one by yourself, it won't take long before you can form an army.

"What are you going to do?"

The old man was knocked to pieces, and he watched in horror as Qin Cheng performed strange spells. Not only his aura, but also his consciousness and strength were gone.

"If you don't do anything, let you be a scarecrow and be prepared."

After performing the three demon-sealing techniques, Qin Cheng casually fired a stream of spiritual energy, flew into the old man's mouth, sealed his ability to speak, and threw it into the area of ​​the formation.

Now that the old man has been sealed by himself, not only is he unable to use his spiritual energy and consciousness, he also has no ability to move around.

However, because it cannot be controlled, its own breath can be released freely.

The old man was thrown aside by Qin Cheng. He stared and saw Qin Cheng sitting cross-legged not far from him. He also took out some bottles and jars and threw some of the contents into the surrounding white mist.

He could clearly see that these things were poisonous insects, poisonous spiders and the like, and they looked hideous and terrifying, clearly being highly poisonous.

This guy is a poisonous cultivator.

The old man's pupils shrank and his scalp became numb, causing him to vomit blood. Qin Cheng released hundreds or thousands of poisons while talking to himself.

"It's a pity that I didn't get more of these things from Murong Li. I have too much time now and can't cultivate much."

Is this still less?

The old man was completely speechless. He had almost guessed that with this young man's scheming attitude, the monks would be confused when they encountered these poisonous insects, as if they were being plotted against him.

But then, the old man did not see any monks being poisoned.

In fact, no one entered the white mist.

Qincheng flew out from time to time and would come back quickly, obviously keeping the enemy out of the white mist.

"Are all the monks in this area useless?" the old man roared in his heart.

Qin Cheng is obviously a monk in the realm of distraction. He has been doing well for so long, and he didn't even suffer any injuries.

However, the old man did not want to think about it. He himself was in the fourth level of the Fusion Realm, and he was caught here without making Qin Cheng pay any price.

However, every time Qin Cheng came back, he would throw the monks' corpses around the area and let the blood flow on the ground.

"What are those blood-drinking swords?"

The old man also noticed that the blood flowing out of these death monks was not soaked by the ground, but turned into trickles and was sucked into it by several fairy swords.

Based on his own experience, the old man found that these swords were more dangerous than those poisonous insects.

Outside the white mist, more than ten people flew by.

These monks are located very close to each other. They are obviously monks from the same sect just like the Yusha Gang.

"Elder brother, this is it."

Noticing the soaring light pillar appearing in the white mist, a monk said excitedly.

"Yeah. But this place is a bit weird. There are many traces of battles, but the white mist formation has not been damaged too much." Among the people, the jade-crowned young man at the head frowned.

"Why don't we attack first, destroy the formation, and then go in?" Someone suggested.

"No, we can't see any specific traces of this formation and are attacking randomly. I'm afraid it will take some time for the white mist to dissipate. By then, I'm afraid someone else will come."

The young man with the jade crown shook his head and said: "The fighting atmosphere before was quite scattered. They should have fought alone. I am afraid there were not more than a dozen people like me. It also shows that there is probably only one person in this white mist."

The young man with the jade crown thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Bai Wu and said, "Fellow Taoist, we are disciples of the Qiyun Sect, not demonic cultivators. We are here just to obtain the mark. We don't intend to kill anyone. Why don't we come out and explain?"

After the young man with the jade crown finished speaking, there was no response in the white mist.

"Senior Brother, maybe this person is also injured and is being healed inside." A disciple said.

The young man with the jade crown frowned when he heard this.

If this is the case, then by standing here, they are giving each other a chance.

"Since fellow Taoist refuses to speak, we have no choice but to offend you."

He said, winking at everyone, and then moved towards the white mist formation to surround them.

There is basically only one opponent, so it would be too stupid if they all enter from the same side. It is obviously a better approach to let the opponent have no time to look at all directions.

But just when everyone was about to separate into the white mist.

On the ground, a line of blood-red writing suddenly emerged. Each font was quite huge. It was very clear.

"Those who join the battle die."

Seeing these four words, the young man with the jade crown shrank his pupils.

"Huh, what a loud tone, one person is pretending to be a ghost, thinking that we will be scared." Someone even sneered.

"Senior Brother, the more you say this, the less confident you will be. I will arrest this person soon and humiliate him in front of this word. It must be good."

"Fellow Taoist, we have no intention of killing you, but since you are so hostile to us, I can only apologize."

The young man with the jade crown spoke calmly, and then suddenly rushed into the white mist.

Others also looked excited and rushed in one after another.

They are all disciples of the Qiyun Sect, and they all follow the power of the senior brother.

So even if there is only one mark, as long as the senior brother can improve his cultivation level, they can also benefit from it.

"What is this place?"

As soon as a disciple entered the white mist, his eyes blurred and he suddenly appeared in a palace-like place.

"Junior Brother Lei, you finally woke up."

At this time, he was surprised to see that his senior brother was looking over with a smile.

What's going on? I didn't enter the white mist to look for the person with the killing mark, so why did I suddenly end up here?

"After you entered the white mist, you were attacked by the monk and fell into a coma. However, I killed the man and obtained the mark. After letting other junior brothers take you out, you have been in a coma for three days."

"Kill him, that's okay. But I was in a coma for three days." The young man was also stunned. He just felt that his brain was not full. Why did he have no impression of what the senior brother said to him?

"Elder brother, what about the others?"

"We have found this underground palace and are searching for treasures everywhere. I have found something and came back early. As for the others, look, aren't they heading here?" The jade-crowned young man said with a faint smile.

The young man was stunned and turned his head towards the position pointed by his elder brother. At this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest. He lowered his head in disbelief and found that a long sword had pierced his heart.

And the person who took action was none other than Senior Brother.

The young man made a hoho sound from his mouth and looked at Qin Cheng with wide eyes.

Before his consciousness dissipated, he suddenly concluded that this strange man only had the cultivation level of distraction.
Chapter completed!