Drunk Immortal Gourd

Hearing what they said, the monks on the field also reacted. Yes, the corpse of the Shadowless Ghost Mother he used could only display the cultivation and strength of the Qi refining period. What is there to be afraid of? ? If you kill him, you will not only have the chance to get the Jade Spirit Essence, but you may also get the entire wealth of a foundation-building monk. Just get something and you can use it for many years.

Everyone is here to take risks. Could it be that hundreds of monks can't even handle a Qi refining period? So most of them gave up the idea of ​​​​escape. Anyway, the magic trap has been broken. When they really encounter danger in the future, it will not be too late to escape.

Of course, there are also a very few timid monks. After what happened just now, they feel that with so many people in the field, it is impossible for them to grab anything good if they stay here. If they encounter any danger again, it will be difficult to say, so they Sneaked away from behind.

Qingyang is also a little worried. Although Zhenren Youming can only exert the strength of the Qi Refining Stage, he is after all a former master of the Foundation Establishment Stage. He must have more than that, and maybe there are some unknown trump cards hidden, so he stays in It's very dangerous here. Moreover, Qingyang's cultivation level is relatively low, so when he encounters danger, others may not be able to escape as fast as others.

But thinking about the Immortal Knocking Conference that is about to start in the next few days, I have gained nothing from my trip to Yuling Mountain. Is it possible to just go back empty-handed? If you miss this Immortal Kowling Conference, you will have to wait at least another three years. How many three years can you squander in your life? If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you miss it once, you may never have another chance in the future.

Although if you continue to stay here, the chance of getting the treasure with Qingyang's strength is slim, but there is always a chance, right? After thinking about it again and again, Qingyang felt that he should stay here and see the situation before deciding. However, for safety reasons, he should not go too far forward and try to stay as far away from the battlefield as possible.

There are many people who have the same idea as Qingyang. They stand quietly at the entrance of the mine and rush up when they have the opportunity. Once they find out that the situation is not good, they will run away. However, these are all relatively low-level people. They know that they can't help much if they go up, and it won't affect the overall situation.

Stronger monks, or those who thought they had a chance to grab the treasure, all gathered around. The total number exceeded 300. This time, even Duan Rusong, Lu Dingshan, Aunt Yun and others were no exception. Only the remaining Qingyang and Yun Xiaomei hid behind for the time being.

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, the Netherworld Master paused and rushed towards the crowd next to him. Before everyone could react, the Netherworld Master's figure had disappeared. Only three consecutive screams were heard, and there were three The cultivator in the Kai Pulse Realm died in his hands.

Immortal Netherworld has already started killing, and a fierce battle has begun. The monks present did not dare to neglect, and quickly prepared their defenses, and then each sacrificed their magic weapons to launch a counterattack.

After all, the gap between the Pulse Opening Stage and the later stage of Qi Refining is still very big. The advantage in numbers sometimes cannot completely make up for the gap in strength. In the face of danger, some monks can still try their best to resist, but there are always some monks because of this, For that reason, he was unable to defend against the attack of Master Netherworld in time and died at the hands of the other party.

Master Netherworld just doesn't move. Once he moves, his movements are so fast that even ordinary monks in the Qi Refining Stage have a hard time keeping up. It is even more difficult for monks in the Pulse Opening Stage to attack Master Netherworld. Netherworld's real strength is very high, and the corpse puppet's body itself has amazing defense. Even if it hits him once in a while, it is difficult to cause too much damage.

In just one cup of tea, more than twenty monks died at the hands of Master Netherworld, and he himself was barely injured.

The better thing is that the drop of blood trapping demon formation has been broken, so there is no need to worry about dead bodies and flesh being absorbed by the formation. Moreover, those who died in the big waves were almost all those who came to join in the fun. They either had low cultivation levels, were not good at fighting, and had poor adaptability.

Of course, that doesn't mean that the monks in Yuling City have nothing to do with Master Netherworld. At least those Qi-training monks can hurt him. It's just that those Qi Refining monks are more cautious in their actions. They know that Master Netherworld is at the peak of his strength at this time, and taking action now cannot have much effect. It is better to conserve their strength as much as possible first, and let the low-level monks spend time with him, and wait for Master Netherworld. When their true energy is insufficient, that's when they can show off their skills.

Sure enough, with the passage of time, it became more and more difficult for Master Netherworld to kill another person than before, not only because the remaining monks gradually adapted to the rhythm of the battle and cooperated with each other more and more closely, but also because Because of the decline in Netherworld's physical strength and true energy in his body.

The cumulative effect is that the attack of one Pulse Opening Realm monk may not hurt the real person of Netherworld, but eight out of ten monks can hurt him. If dozens of monks attack one part at the same time, even the Foundation Establishment monks will not be able to bear it, so gradually On the ground, the injuries on Master Netherworld's body became more and more serious, and the new injuries on his body gradually exceeded the old ones.

An hour later, the number of casualties among the casual cultivators had exceeded seventy or eighty, and only more than two hundred people could continue to fight, which was equivalent to losing a quarter of their combat power. The casualties were not small. However, few of the casual cultivators flinched, because they had already seen the hope of victory, and they all felt that they were the most promising ones.

Hundreds of people were fighting, and the scene was extremely chaotic. Although Qingyang did not personally participate, he had been paying attention to the changes on the field, and occasionally he could see familiar figures. Among the seventy or eighty people killed by Master Nether this time were members of their team, including Aunt Yun and Shen Ertong.

If we include Zhong Santong and Dr. Zheng Guangming who died before, four people in their team have died. When we arrived, nothing serious happened to the eleven-member team. In this short period of time today, four of them died. Among the three brothers Yuan Datong, only one boss was left. It can be seen that this How cruel is this chalcedony battle.

There are a large number of monks, so they can take turns to fight. When their true energy is low, they can secretly hide behind to recover. But the same cannot be said for Master Netherworld. Fighting for an hour continuously not only consumes a lot of his true energy, but also his physical strength is obviously reduced. No longer, the reaction is much slower than before, and the attack speed is getting slower and slower.

Master Netherworld's body was already covered with scars, and there was no good spot anywhere on his body. Even the original injuries had almost been flattened and covered with layers of new injuries. There were white bones exposed on the arms, and the horrific wound on the abdomen could almost see the internal organs inside. One of the thighs was also dripping with blood for some unknown reason, and he was limping when he walked.