The whole sect is a villain from top to bottom, and Junior Sister Juan Wang kills Chuantian

Chapter 119 Mutated Dark Spirit Root?
Chu Sang lifted the bracelet and sighed, "It's been several days since the assessment, and we haven't even got a single key, and now we're at the bottom holding hands."

"It would be too embarrassing to be eliminated in the first round."

Chu Sang swears with her force that she will never allow herself to play around.

When necessary, necessary measures must be taken.

She had to bring her senior brothers and sisters to roll up, roll to death, and roll everyone else into tears!
The elder sister nodded when she heard the words, put the sword back into the box, and did not kill all the thorns and vines.

The reproduction speed of the thorny vines is extremely fast, which can be called terrifying.

Even if only a small portion of thorny vines are left, they can multiply into countless vines in just half a stick of incense, and countless emerald green poisonous snakes are intertwined, like waves of green seas raising huge waves several meters high.

"run!"

Chu Sang didn't seem to think it was exciting enough. While fleeing with her senior brothers and sisters, she also swung her sword to provoke the nearby monsters, which attracted a crowd of monsters to roar and chase after them.

Slowly, more and more vines fell behind them, and there were more and more monsters. Running over them would cause the ground to shake for a while, and the birds and beasts would scatter.

This outrageous scene frightened the nearby monks and ran away, and couldn't help but curse, "Damn, are these people crazy?"

I've seen death, but I've never seen such death!

Is it because you are afraid of dying fast enough? ? !

After Chu Sang reckoned that the number of vines and monsters behind her had reached her expectation, she paused and stopped running.

She took out a golden bell to cover several people, and pasted concealment charms and invisibility charms, and then threw a bunch of explosive charms and psychedelic charms outside, causing the group of vines and monsters to fight each other.

When clams fight, she benefits.

In the chaos, the fight between the two sides was thrilling, and it took a whole day and night to end.

The ruins after the war were beyond recognition, very tragic.

After confirming that there was no danger, Chu Sang took back the golden bell and picked up a few green seeds from the ground.

This kind of seed is a very precious thorn seed. It is hard to imagine that the huge number of thorns and thorns grow out of these few small seeds.

I also harvested more than a dozen golden pills from monsters, all of which were eaten by Xiaobai
Xu was not to be replenished, Xiaobai fell asleep not long after eating.

Chu Sang put it back into the pet bag.

After the remnants of the monsters and vines were disillusioned, several golden keys appeared on the spot.

After getting it in hand, the key turned into a wisp of Qi and got into the record bracelet distributed by the eight sects.
The rankings of a few of them jumped to the middle level.

Finally brought the progress back to a point.

In the next few days, the monsters in the secret realm suffered misfortune, and the food and drink at home were taken away by a group of thieves in red Taoist robes.

This group of monsters are basically above the golden core stage, they have opened up their spiritual wisdom, and know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.In the next few days, they reached a consensus by coincidence, and when they met the girl in the red dress, don't ask, just run away!
On the seventh day, each of them had ten keys in their hands, and their rankings rose step by step, stabilizing at the upper middle, within the hundred.

Chu Sang rushed to the top thirty in one breath.

You must know that the top [-] on the ranking list are basically disciples of the Eight Great Immortal Sects and major aristocratic families. They were already famous young geniuses before participating in the Sect Grand Competition. Her name is inserted horizontally, which is particularly eye-catching.

"Hey, hey, what a coincidence, Fellow Daoist Sangsang, I didn't expect to meet you in the Beast Forest!"

Not far away, a few disciples of Wanjianmen came over, and the familiar figure among them was Lin Qi, walking towards them with a smile.

When he approached, the smile on Chu Sang's face suddenly disappeared. The long sword in her hand turned into a growing whip, tied up the young man, and touched a trapped spiritual weapon hidden behind his back, and clicked, "Your heart is quite dirty, and you are quite good at killing."

On the surface, the two brothers are smiling and good, but secretly they are preparing to start.

This kid was not as silly and sweet as he appeared on the surface.

"Oh, I was discovered by you. I should have known that I would not have acted so proactively just now."

The corner of Lin Qi's mouth twitched, trying to play the favor card, "How can we say that we are partners who share weal and woe, listen to my explanation, if I am eliminated in the first round, the elders will grab my ears when I go back!"

"As the so-called personal friendship is ignored during the competition, it is understandable to use some small means."

"You will forgive me, won't you?"

"Hehe, I think you're here to ask for a beating!" Tantai Ming gritted his teeth angrily, wishing he could give this kid a punch.

Chu Sang stopped him in time, looked at Lin Qi who was trying to get away with it, and nodded, "You're right."

In the next second, a green light appeared on her fingertips, and countless vines rose from the ground, hanging several Wan Jianmen disciples together with Lin Qi on the tree, screaming and begging for mercy.

"You said it yourself, don't blame us." Chu Sang skillfully tore off their Qiankun bags, and weighed them in the palm of his hand. There are many good things.

The elders of Wanjianmen from outside were so angry that their lungs hurt. Not only did this group of prodigal bastards fail to grab the key, but the key was also snatched away by others.

Shame!

What a shame!

Just as they were about to leave, several sword lights came, and Lin Qi's eyes lit up, "Master Wuwu, help me!"

"The key was taken away by them, big sister quickly help us get it!"

Shang Ziling didn't expect to find the few younger brothers and sisters who were alone, and saw this horrible scene, and his head started to hurt again.

"Leave the key."

She holds a long sword in her hand, the light of the sword is like snow,

"Zheng-"

Several flying swords blocked the attack.

Shang Ziling's eyes lighted slightly, and she looked at Wuwo blocking the way, and recognized the black sword box behind her, and her voice was a little more cautious, "The hundred-broken sword box has reappeared in the world..."

But a little, she chuckled again, raised her eyes faintly, "But it's a pity you met me."

Chu Sang later realized that, as Wan Jianmen, who respected the sword, the chief disciples of each generation were destined to be born with sword bodies, and Shang Ziling was no exception.

Now the elder sister's hundred broken sword box has met her opponent.

Swordsmen are naturally in awe of the innate sword body. If Shang Ziling's strength is higher, he can even control other people's spirit swords, and he will be caught off guard.

Sister Wuwo didn't have much expression on her face, she still had that faint facial paralysis,

"If you want to fight, just fight, don't talk nonsense."

Before she finished speaking, she made a tactic with her fingertips, and ten flying swords charged at Shang Ziling to break the air.

The curvature of Shang Ziling's lips also disappeared, and she also summoned a silver-gray lingering sword at the same time, the aura around her body soared, and even the air was slightly stagnant, as if forming a semi-circular transparent barrier around her body.

The ten flying swords shot through the air seemed to be forcibly blocked by a force, and they froze in the air, making it difficult to get any closer.

Can't ten flying swords?

Then twenty.

Another ten flying swords were swung by the elder sister.

The coldness on Shang Ziling's face cracked a bit, she could summon twenty flying swords?
But according to legend, didn't the sword masters of the hundred broken sword boxes in the past can only summon ten flying swords at most? ?

Her shock had only just begun,
Then,

Thirty flying swords,
Forty flying swords,
Fifty flying swords came out at the same time, the number is too many, even the natural sword body is difficult to control!

Shang Ziling almost couldn't help cursing, this is simply too outrageous!
Seeing that the elder sister dragged down this group of disciples of Wanjianmen with her own strength, they of course snatched the Qiankun bag and ran away.

"You stop for me!!"

The angry shouts of Wan Jianmen disciples disappeared behind them.

Dabi's assessment secret realm is a little different from ordinary secret realms. As the assessment time decreases, the safe area for activities in the secret realm will shrink.

In other words, in the last few days, all the monks participating in the assessment will be gathered in a circle.

At that time, the chances of monks meeting will be greatly increased, and the purpose is to let them snatch keys from each other.

Now less than a week before the end of the assessment, the encirclement has shrunk by more than half.

Chu Sang had just resolved the crisis of Wanjianmen, and ran into another team head-on,
They wear uniform family costumes, and their strength is not bad, all of them are above Jindan stage.

The gloomy-faced man in Tsing Yi at the head is the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage,
He looked like a disciple of a certain sword repairing family.

Different from the bright and upright sword aura of ordinary sword cultivators, the sword aura of the male cultivator in Tsing Yi was a bit treacherous. He mainly used a sneak attack, and the trick was to seal the throat with blood, and hit the lifeblood directly.

"...It's from the Xuanyuan family." Si Kouqiu whispered, "Junior sister, we have to be careful."

"This Xuanyuan family is one of the four major sword cultivator families in the cultivation world. The male cultivator at the head, I reckon, should be the young master of their family, Xuanyuan Cheng. I heard that he has a mutated dark spirit root, just like you, a heavenly spirit root."

Xuanyuan family?

Chu Sang's heart moved slightly, she was no stranger to this name.

When describing the hero's background in the original book, it focused on this family of sword repairers.

Originally, the Xuanyuan family was just a second-rate sword cultivator family, but after the Mo family was massacred by the demons more than ten years ago, the Xuanyuan family jumped into one of the four major sword cultivator families today, which can be said to have unlimited limelight.

Today's young master Xuanyuan Cheng is a mutated dark spirit root that is rare in a hundred years. He has just reached adulthood for a few years, and he has already cultivated in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Of course, this guy is just a cannon fodder male supporting role. Since his debut, he has been fighting Mo Qingchen to the death, and finally became one of the male protagonist's stepping stones.

Chu Sang was more concerned about his mutated dark spirit root than the young master's cannon fodder fate.

Single-attribute spiritual roots are collectively referred to as heavenly spiritual roots, such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. In addition to these five-element spiritual roots, there are also more common mutant spiritual roots, such as light, dark, thunder, ice, and wind.

Generally speaking, mutated celestial spirit roots are more rare than celestial spirit roots. The male protagonist Mo Qingshen is an ice spirit root mutated from two spiritual roots of water and soil.

Most of the dark spirit root monks are cunning and insidious. Usually they are mostly ghost cultivators, but they are rare among human cultivators.

Xuanyuan Cheng waved his hands and asked the rest of the disciples to surround Chu Sang and the others, crossed their arms around their chests, and said with a sneer, "Hand over the key obediently, and you will not be hurt."

This group of disciples of the Xuanyuan family is very rampant. They can be ranked in the front row on the ranking list, and they snatched the keys all the way.

Tan Taiming held down the hilt of the sword at his waist, and clicked his tongue, "This is the first time I've seen a robber who is more arrogant than us."

Chu Sang felt a little guilty about Seventh Senior Brother's behavior of instinctively listing himself as a robber, cough!Definitely not what she taught.

She raised her eyebrows, looked at the group of arrogant and domineering monks in front of her, and the smile on her lips deepened, "You can think clearly, are you really going to rob us?"

When Xuanyuan Cheng saw her expression, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, but the group of people in front of him were only from a small sect, and their strength was only at the Golden Core stage, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, his expression became sharp, and he made a move.

Dark spirit roots are different from other spirit roots. They are not good at main attacks, but good at sneak attacks.

But in the blink of an eye, Xuanyuan Cheng's figure suddenly disappeared, as if melting into the shadow of all things, it was difficult to catch even a trace of spiritual energy,
Xuanyuan Cheng, who was hiding in the dark, sneered, and was about to hit the girl in red with his sword, but she suddenly turned around when she was still standing still. Immediately afterwards, thousands of sword shadows burst out from the silver-white long sword in her hand.

The girl's movement was even faster than him, and she kicked him tens of meters away.

"Young master, are you alright?"

The others were shocked when they saw this, and hurried over to help them.

Xuanyuan Cheng threw the person away, stood up staggeringly, his eyes full of horror and unbelievable, this person is only a late-stage Jindan, but he is already in the early-stage Nascent Soul... She is not a physical practitioner, how could her physical strength be so strong?
And the sword light just now, can see through his shadow body technique that has tried all kinds of things?
Could it be... a light attribute spiritual sword? ?

The dark spirit root can be said to be unsolvable, unless the opponent is a light spirit root or a spiritual weapon with light attributes, light restrains darkness.

These people are really not to be underestimated.

Xuanyuan Cheng's eyes darkened, just as he reached out to take out the Qiankun bag in his waist, it was empty.

His heart skipped a beat, and he looked up as if feeling something, only to see that his Qiankun bag had been snatched into the girl's hands long ago.

Grass, this man is a robber, right?

Xuanyuan Cheng almost couldn't tell who was the robber for a moment, he became furious and gritted his teeth, "You're courting death!"

He then touched a jade ring on his right hand, which was also a storage space, and inside it was the trump card he specially prepared for coming to participate in Dabit.

After he held it with one hand, he condensed nine thin needles of dark light flowing.

Seeing this, the monks outside the venue were arguing,
"It's the Soul-Breaking Needle? It seems that the Xuanyuan family is bound to win this sect competition. They even took out such a sub-immortal weapon as the Soul-Breaking Needle. Cultivators below the Nascent Soul Stage have no solution."

"Those people are quite capable. They were able to force the young master of the Xuanyuan family into such a situation. Even the family heirloom appeared in the first level."

"The power of the soul-breaking needle cannot be underestimated. Even a monk in the Nascent Soul stage may not be able to resist it. Isn't this too talented?"

"If he really succeeded, the lives of these monks may be..."

Someone sneered and said, "I signed a life-and-death contract before participating in the Zongmen Grand Competition. How many people will die in the Zongmen Grand Competition? Besides, there are only a few monks from the small sect. Even if they die, who would have the guts to go to the Xuanyuan family for compensation?"

Most of the monks were holding the mentality of watching the show, and some even placed bets, but the next scene made everyone's eyes drop——

A black shadow flashed over and swallowed the nine soul-breaking needles.

... swallowed.

Swallowed? ?
Are you mistaken, that is a second fairy weapon.

What the hell has such a good mouth? ? ?
(End of this chapter)