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Chapter 114

After Yu Xian led a group of people into the Rotten Bones Swamp, they didn't meet any enemies for a while, but they encountered quite a few monsters.

Passing through another quagmire, the mud was bubbling and bubbling. After the bubbles burst, a rotten aura was released. The aura rose up and merged into the poisonous miasma.

Everyone took measures to avoid drugs in advance, but they still didn't dare to be careless, and followed Yu Xian cautiously forward.

Whoa!

Several black shadows suddenly jumped out of the quagmire.It was a group of terrifying monsters covered in bone spurs, spewing black smoke and attacking everyone.

Without needing to give orders, the group of disciples closest to the monster had already stepped forward and surrounded it.

This situation has happened many times, and everyone has gotten used to it, and Yu Xian just said "Hurry up" and continued on his way.

After that group of disciples killed the monsters, they were about to return to catch up with everyone, but one of the disciples suddenly stopped and looked in another direction with a confused expression.

"Why are you staring blankly?"

As the leader's direct disciple asked.

The disciple looked away and said, "Senior Sister Weng, I seem to have heard a child crying."

"child?"

The disciple surnamed Weng was stunned for a moment, and said, "How could there be children in this kind of place?"

"I know it's weird, but...it doesn't seem to be my illusion."

The other party said sincerely.

The disciple surnamed Weng frowned. She knew that this person focused on the cultivation of spiritual consciousness and five senses.

"Wait, I'll notify Senior Sister Yu," she said.

As soon as Yu Xian received the news, he immediately led people around and came quickly.

"Where did the sound come from?"

Yu Xian looked a little excited.

The disciple pointed in one direction and asked puzzledly, "Senior Sister Yu, are you happy?"

"Nonsense, what kind of child can appear in this kind of place, tsk, it's not a monster at all."

The spiritual consciousness of the transformation stage rushed to the direction the disciple was pointing at, and quickly returned.

Yu Xian stroked his chin, and said thoughtfully: "The bait is too obvious, do you think we are stupid?"

"Then shall we go?" the disciple surnamed Weng asked.

Yu Xian smiled: "Of course I'm going, they've come to the door on their own initiative, so there's no reason to run away. Please cheer me up and get serious!"

……

On a relatively dry highland, a young child was crying with his head buried in his knees.

Around the highlands, surrounded by a circle of mire.The mud in the quagmire was slowly wriggling, like some kind of living thing.

Suddenly, the young boy heard footsteps, he looked up and saw a group of people coming from the poisonous miasma.

"Sister, help me! Help me, I'm so afraid, woo woo woo—"

The toddler stood up and cried for help.

"I'm coming."

Yu Xian grumbled at a disciple behind him, who stretched out his hands and put them together in front of his chest, palms pressed together, then his eyes narrowed slightly, and his palms were separated to the left and right.

The quagmire was immediately cut off in the middle by an invisible force, and then divided into two.The mud was churning, whining, and stopped moving after a few breaths, turning into ordinary mud.

Yu Xian walked over from the separated path, came to the toddler, and patted his head.

"Who put you here?"

The young boy wiped away his tears: "It's an uncle I don't know."

Yu Xian nodded and glanced around.

The young boy grabbed a piece of Yu Xian's clothes and said impatiently: "Sister, let's get out of here, I'm afraid."

As he spoke, he looked frequently at where other people were, as if he wanted to go to a crowded place.

Yu Xian looked down at him and said, "Do you know what will happen to you?"

The toddler looked at her in bewilderment.

"Will die."

She smiled evilly and said softly.

The expression on the toddler's face froze, and immediately, that immature face suddenly became extremely ferocious.

"The god religion is immortal through the ages, and the ancestors live forever! You bad guys, go to death!"

He screamed, his body inflated like a blow.

Before it was too late, a bolt of lightning swiftly struck down, instantly splitting the child's swollen body into coke, preventing the other party from exploding.

Yu Xian kicked Coke: "This thing is a human puppet? It's really different from ordinary puppets. How did you do it?"

She was asking about the figures that suddenly appeared in the sky.

Two Transformation Gods, three Nascent Souls.

The cultivator on the left stared at Yu Xian, and said sadly: "Do you think you still have life?"

Looking up at them, Yu Xian shook his legs and said, "I think it's because you died."

As soon as the words fell, she instantly transformed into a thunderbolt, soaring into the sky!

The faces of the two cultivators who transformed into spirits changed, and the other three monks who transformed into souls fled in embarrassment.The five of them made a strange formula in unison.

Many figures suddenly emerged from several quagmires nearby, and these figures rushed to them very quickly, surrounding the disciples of Taichuguan.

The moment the giant ax in Yu Xian's hand slashed down, a figure stood in front of the cultivator who had transformed into a god, and his body also exuded the aura of the stage of transforming gods.

The figure was obviously a child.

However, Yu Xian didn't hesitate at all, and the giant ax directly split the child in half, blood and viscera scattered everywhere.

The two deity cultivators looked horrified.Beside the two of them, there is also a child who is also a god-turning cultivator, but this does not bring them any comfort.

The figures surrounding the other disciples were all children, their cultivation levels ranging from Foundation Establishment to Nascent Soul.The eyes they looked at the audience in the beginning were full of hostility, not as hollow and rigid as ordinary puppets.

A direct disciple asked aloud: "Senior Sister Yu, what should we do with these people?"

"What should I do, I'm stupid, I'll kill them all!"

After finishing speaking, Yu Xian continued to rush towards the cultivator of Huashen.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators and human puppets fought together with other disciples.

The benefits of the previous grouping are now apparent.Groups of disciples were not chaotic, attacking and defending in an orderly manner, and gradually divided and gnawed at the enemy.

However, the few people who were originally in the same group as Yu Xian lost their leader at the moment.The former direct disciple surnamed Lu who targeted Huo Xiumao straightened his chest, thinking that other people would follow his command, but turned his head to see that Huo Xiumao, Yin Xueze, Wu Yaochen all focused their eyes on Jing Yingrong.

Wu Yaochen: "Senior Sister Jing, which one should we clean up?"

Jing Yingrong looked at it, and pointed casually: "Those two."

The three followed Jing Yingrong and passed.

"Hey you guys—"

The disciple surnamed Lu was halfway through speaking, seeing that they ignored him completely, stomped his feet, and followed.

Yu Xian slashed three Huashen with one axe, and then looked at the battlefield over there calmly.

This group of enemies was just an appetizer to the audience disciples in the early days, and they were wiped out in a short time.

"Senior Sister Yu, we captured a puppet alive."

A direct disciple brought a child in front of Yu Xian, and a brocade rope was tied around the child's neck, which was a magic weapon to prevent the target from exploding.

Yu Xian swept his eyes away and said coolly, "Dead."

"what?"

The other party looked down and saw that the child was indeed not breathing.

"how so?!"

"His master is dead, so I told you all to kill them. If you want to arrest them, you have to arrest their master together, otherwise it will be a waste of effort."

Yu Xian said to everyone: "Those who need to heal their wounds and restore their spiritual power should hurry up, and search for the corpse if they have nothing to do. Hey—Junior Sister Jing, what are you doing there? There is no treasure on the human puppet, so there is no need to search."

(End of this chapter)