The others had no objections, and immediately the light slowed down, and all of them fell into the barren mountain on the left.
The five people did not stand side by side, but stood together according to the directions of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. It was obvious that they had practiced how to join forces to fight against the enemy when they were in the sect.
However, their expressions were still not at all relaxed. After all, they were going to face Nascent Soul cultivators.
And it's a notorious one.
In fact, even the old man who took the lead had no idea how certain he was of saving his life.
In his words, the only option is to survive and fight desperately.
After just a moment, clouds as big as an acre appeared in sight.
It kept surging, and there was a faint sound of thunder, and the sound was astonishing to the extreme.
The faces of the five people became paler, especially Zhu Qianru, whose delicate body was even trembling a little. It was not clear whether it was because of fear or nervousness.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. The old monster has just lost his temper and has not fully recovered. The five of us join forces and as long as we are careful, we still have a chance to win." The short and fat old man said slowly. Of course, these words are definitely exaggerated.
The purpose is to encourage yourself and your companions!
Then he slapped the back of his head and sprayed out a golden magical weapon. It looked more eye-catching, but its shape was quite strange. It turned out to be a pickaxe.
Several other immortal cultivators also took out the magic weapons they had worked hard for many years. At this moment, naturally no fool dared to hide his clumsiness.
For a moment, the treasure light on the top of the barren mountain was brilliant, and a chilling air suddenly spread to the surroundings.
Boom!
The clouds as big as an acre finally came before their eyes, only a hundred feet away from them.
After taking a look at the five people who were facing a formidable enemy, a cold snort came from the clouds.
The sound was not loud, but the five people from the Xue Ming faction felt as if they had been struck by lightning, with extremely painful expressions on their faces.
"No, the quick luck skill protects the mind."
The short and fat old man shouted loudly and made a hand seal. A layer of golden light flashed in front of him, and his expression became slightly better.
The others were slightly weaker, but after their luck circulated in their dantian, they were no longer in serious trouble.
Fortunately, the other party just wanted to give them a blow and did not take advantage of the situation to attack. However, an invisible pressure had enveloped several miles around.
Immortal cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are already at the top of the human world.
"This old monster recovers so quickly." The short, fat old man felt cold in his heart, but on the surface, he still maintained his composure. It would be foolish to mess up in the face of a powerful enemy.
He gave a salute to the magic cloud above his head: "Senior, you are here. I don't know why?"
"Hmph, when it comes to this, why are you still pretending to me? There is no use in perfunctory. Hand over the girls among you quickly. I will not spare your lives before I start." A man came from the magic cloud.
His voice was not unpleasant, but his tone was a bit fierce and vicious.
Hearing what the other party said so openly, the pudgy old man's face became even more ugly, with a bit of a wry smile at the corner of his mouth: "Senior, Junior Sister Zhu is kind to you anyway, why do you bother..."
"Humph, what I like to do most is to repay kindness with hatred. Don't you know? Yes, without this girl, I would have gone off the rails, so I want to use her as a cauldron. Whoever makes her blind will not be saved.
, but you want to save this evil man like me, hehehe..."
The proud laughter from the demon cloud reached the ears, and several Xue Mingmen monks couldn't help but look at each other. Although it is not uncommon in the world of immortality to repay kindness with hatred, after all, it is shameful for people. Even if they do it, they mostly cover it up, and what is in front of them is
The old monster is not ashamed, but proud of it. It is rare in ancient times and modern times for him to be a bad person.
Zhu Qianru felt even more regretful and secretly blamed herself. If she hadn't been too naive, how could she have caused such a catastrophic disaster?
It’s a pity that it’s too late to blame myself now. Can we work with all of you to overcome the current difficulties?
"Senior, I know that you are very powerful, but you should also be able to tell that the juniors are all disciples of the Xue Ming sect."
"Humph, so what, the Xue Ming sect is indeed not weak, but I am alone, do you think you can threaten me?" Mo Yunzhong's voice became colder and colder, with a hint of rage, and a few ungrateful people.
brat.
"Senior, I have misunderstood. We don't dare to be rude to you. We just want to remind you that Junior Sister Zhu is the beloved daughter of the sect leader. If you take her abducted, your relationship with our sect will become a life-or-death affair. Even if you are
Those who are cultivating immortals in the Nascent Soul stage should think about whether it is worth doing so." The short, fat old man spoke softly and hard.
"What, this girl is Mr. Zhu's beloved daughter?" Moyunzhong's voice paused, and finally revealed a bit of surprise.
"That's right." The pudgy old man felt happy. Maybe he could use his identity as a junior sister to get out of the crisis. Although the other party did all kinds of evil, he was not an idiot after all. It was stupid to fight against the sect to the death for a mere woman.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the sound of laughter reached his ears.
"Haha, I really found a treasure this time. Her father is an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. If she is hiding in Xueming Mountain, I really don't dare to do anything to her. If you want to blame me, I will blame this girl for her bad luck. Zhu
The old weirdo’s daughter will definitely feel very fulfilled if she uses it as a cauldron.”
"Aren't you afraid of becoming a mortal enemy of this sect?" The old man's expression changed completely.
"What's there to be afraid of? I originally planned to let you go if you were obedient, but now..."
"how?"
"Of course I will kill you, and then snatch this girl away. Without witnesses, who would know that Old Monster Zhu's daughter is in my hands." The voice in the demon cloud said with great arrogance.
Before he finished speaking, the clouds surged, and a scholar in his thirties appeared in his eyes. To be honest, his appearance was quite handsome, but there was an evil spirit lingering between his eyebrows.
Needless to say, nature is the old devil who destroys flowers.
"Do it!"
Unexpectedly, this old monster is even more evil and vicious than the legend says. When the matter has reached this point, there is no use begging for mercy, and we can only fight with the opponent.
The short and fat old man shouted loudly, raised his hands, and pointed forward with his index finger and thumb. The pickaxe flashed, and a golden light and shadow appeared. Several other monks did not dare to neglect. For a moment, the spiritual light was dazzling.
, several magic weapons formed a circle, trapping the Flower Destroying Old Demon in the middle with great force.
"The mantis' arm is like a chariot!"
There was no fear on the face of the old devil Destroying Flowers. This old guy didn't even take out the magic weapon. He stretched out his hands, opened and closed them widely, and pushed them forward slowly with a simple posture.
Boom!
A circle of black flames appeared, and then turned into several monsters, neither lions nor tigers, fighting with the magic weapons of several people without fear.
The old monster himself stood with his arms folded and a proud look on his face, but his eyes kept glancing back and forth at Zhu Qianru's beautiful figure.
"Girl, I advise you to stay put and suffer less. As for the rest of you, if you know what's going on, commit suicide as soon as possible, otherwise you will be caught by me soon and you will have to have your soul refined and tortured."
The arrogant voice of the Old Demon of Destroying Flowers reached his ears.
Several people in the Xue Ming Clan were shocked and angry, using their magical powers, but the gap between the Nascent Soul stage and the Condensing Pill stage was really huge. Except for the heaven-defying figures like Baidu Shenjun, Lin Xuan was also a Condensing Demon back then.
Only after you succeed in becoming an infant can you dare to fight against the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage.
"Master, if you don't take action yet, you will let me teach that old guy a lesson."
Yue'er's voice reached her ears, filled with a hint of righteous indignation. Although there were not many good people among immortal cultivators, it was rare to see such heinous villains as before.
"What's the point of panic? Let's wait and see."
Master and Servant Lin Xuan was hiding behind a huge rock not far away, but with his concealment skills, not to mention several immortal cultivators at the Alchemy Stage, even the Flower Destroying Old Demon did not notice anything unusual.
The strongest has its own strong hand!
The two sides fought for a while, and the old monster finally became impatient. Although he said it was easy, in his heart, he was quite afraid of Zhu Qianru's identity.
His parents are both Nascent Soul cultivators, and he has such a large sect as his backer. He is far from being a solitary person like himself. Once the news is leaked...
Although this place is located in a remote place, there is no guarantee that no one will pass by here for a while. In short, it will not be good for him to delay for a long time. Thinking of this, a deep murderous intention appeared on his face.
It opened its mouth and sprayed out a yellow ball. After the light dispersed, it turned out to be a magic weapon in the shape of a pair of scissors, about a foot long, with a faint light shining on its surface.
"Haha, since you are unwilling to commit suicide and are willing to suffer more torture, I will help you."
Seeing this scene, the five people were shocked, and the short, fat old man's face turned ashen. He originally thought that the combined strength of the five of them could give him a fight, but he didn't expect that the immortal cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage were so powerful. Could it be that he really couldn't escape?
One death?
Just as he thought of this, the opponent released the magic weapon of scissors. Click, the first one to bear the brunt was the pickaxe, which was cut in half by the opponent.
The life magic weapon was destroyed, and the short and fat old man felt as if he had been hit in the chest with a sledgehammer. His face was as gray as paper, and a blood arrow spurted out.
Then the old monster who destroyed the flowers raised his hand, spitting out black and red demonic energy, and another alchemy cultivator was beaten until he vomited blood.
The remaining two men turned pale with fright, and hurriedly retrieved the magic weapon, dancing in front of them like a storm. At this moment, they no longer had the courage to attack again.
"I'm sorry, senior brothers, it's my little sister who has caused trouble to you."
A trace of sadness flashed across Zhu Qianru's face. A small dagger slipped out of her sleeve. She stretched out her slender hand, held it tightly, and then swiped it across her snow-white neck without hesitation.
Rather than fall into the hands of this old devil, be used as a cauldron, and live a life worse than death, it is better to commit suicide. Unfortunately, my parents are not aware of what happened here and cannot avenge themselves.
"Junior sister, no!"
The short and fat old man was shocked, but he thought it was too late to save him. However, a sneer appeared on the corner of the old devil's mouth: "You want to die, how can such a good thing happen? If you fall into my hands, you will live or die. What do you think?"
Can you still control yourself?"
ps: I continue to pray for ***, Huan Yu is not very good at talking, so I have to bow to each other and ask for your support from fellow Taoists. (To be continued,)