After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Chapter 345 This high-end game
The intruders seemed menacing.

Ling Miao asked softly: "Elder brother, are these people very powerful?"

She couldn't move her spiritual energy, nor could she sense the opponent's cultivation level.

Duan Yunzhou frowned for a long time and whispered: "Two transformed gods."

Among the eight intruders, he could not detect the cultivation level of one of the monsters and one of the ghost cultivators, which meant that they were far above him and could only be gods!

Ling Miao gasped, my dear, this is actually a high-end game!

The enemy's cultivation level was extremely high, and they were defeated in one fell swoop.

How can this be played?

Nascent Soul's transformation into a god is a hurdle, and the gap in combat power between the two is huge.

In other words, a super strong foundation can barely compete with the golden elixir, and a super strong golden elixir can barely touch the Yuanying. However, it is absolutely impossible for the Yuanying to fight against the Avatar. There is no such thing as overstepping the level. .

After all, when you reach the level of spiritual transformation, it is possible to reach the upper world.

Everyone looked solemn.

But there is no way, even if you know that the gap is like a chasm, in this case, you have to fight if you don't want to fight.

Ling Miao reached out and touched the mustard ring, but didn't take out anything.

The child was stunned for a moment, then touched it again, but still couldn't take out the black iron sword.

It wasn't just her, other people also encountered similar problems, especially Xuan Si and Zhi Qing. Their expressions were extremely ugly and they couldn't take out their talismans or magic weapons.

When the other party saw them like this, one of the ghost cultivators sneered.

"We have manipulated this secret realm a long time ago. Now the restrictions on all your storage weapons cannot be opened. Surrender obediently and don't make any feeble attempts, hahahaha!"

On the flying boat.

Situ Zhan gritted his teeth and looked at Cang Wu, "How does your Yuehua Sect manage the secret realm? How could something like this happen!"

Cang Wu also looked very unhappy, with a deep frown between his brows.

"Logically speaking, it shouldn't be."

Within the secret realm.

Ling Miao was stunned again after hearing what the other party said.

It's just a matter of crushing him with his cultivation, but he also wants to directly disarm him?
Then except for those sword cultivators who carry swords with them, wouldn’t everyone else have no fighting ability?

An ordinary monk on the other side spoke at this time.

"Everyone, we don't intend to kill you. My master just wants to capture you and discuss terms with your four sects. You yourself know that although you are the best among the sect disciples, you are not our opponent. "There is no room for collision between the two of us. Direct surrender can also avoid unnecessary damage."

Fang Zhuchen gritted his teeth and said, "Don't even think about it!"

The other party paused and smiled.

"Since you are the ones who want to suffer these physical pains, then you can't blame us!"

The other party was obviously not prepared to talk too much nonsense with them. The Demon Clan God Transformation and the Ghost Cultivator God Transformation rushed directly towards them and the four chief disciples.

Others cannot see them at all.

The battle situation turned one-sided in an instant, showing a crushing trend.

Fang Zhuchen was completely unable to protect Lin Xia and cope with the attacks of the other monks in the transformation stage, and was beaten back steadily.

"Damn it!"

Fang Zhuchen was knocked away by the ghost cultivator's sword, and was pushed back to the crack where those people appeared just now. The other hand holding Lin Xia loosened a little.

Another ghost cultivator took the opportunity to rush towards Lin Xia.

"Leave this obsessed pretty boy to us, the master will be very happy! Hehehehehe!"

Fang Zhuchen gritted his teeth and tried to resist the opponent's attack, but the ghost cultivator in the divine transformation stage attacked him again, and the two of them were immediately double-teamed. Lin Xia's eyes darkened. If he really fell into the hands of these ghost cultivators, he didn't know what he would do to him. He would never allow such a thing to happen!

Moreover, now he is just a useless person, he can't help at all, he will only hinder other students!
A flash of determination flashed in her eyes, and Lin Xia gritted her teeth.

"It doesn't matter, senior brother, please hold on a little longer. Master and the others should be on their way here already, so leave me alone!"

After saying that, he pushed Fang Zhuchen away with a palm, jumped back, and fell straight into the crack that was filled with black gas.

"Second Junior Brother!"

After Fang Zhuchen realized what had happened, he subconsciously reached out to grab it, but it was still a step too late, and his face instantly turned pale.

Others obviously did not expect Lin Xia to suddenly jump off the cliff, and even the two ghost cultivators did not react for a while.

When one of the ghost cultivators reacted and rushed to the edge of the crack, he only had time to see the last moment when Lin Xia's figure disappeared into the black mist.

"Tsk, he's still someone who would rather die than surrender."

There is miasma below, and he will definitely die if he falls in this state.

After saying that, the ghost cultivator withdrew his gaze and attacked Fang Zhuchen again.

Fang Zhuchen looked extremely ugly, and his heart was filled with unbearable grief, but he had no choice but to backhand to meet their attacks.

In the flying boat, Situ Zhan saw Lin Xia falling into the crack, his face turned ashen.

In the secret realm, Duan Yunzhou and the others did not last long before they were all arrested.

The chief disciple was captured, and the remaining ones had little room to struggle. The intruders were not even interested in tying them up.

The leading monk glanced at everyone jokingly.

"Then please, please follow us?"

Some of the remaining disciples wanted to resist.

Duan Yunzhou, who was tied up with the Immortal Binding Rope, frowned and made a sound.

"Stop, you and each other have no business fighting each other, don't get injured without fear!"

Save your strength now, and when you get there, you might still have room to struggle.

Those two avatars couldn't keep watching them.

Among the eight people on the other side, the human monk responsible for activating the teleportation array was preparing to move them together.

"and many more!"

It was Ling Yu who spoke out this time.

Everyone looked over, and Ling Yu's gaze fell darkly on Ling Miao's face.

The girl's pretty face was slightly distorted at this time. Her eyes looking at Ling Miao were full of hatred, but also filled with excitement.

"Give me a moment, I'm going to deal with this brat here!"

As soon as Ling Yu said these words, everyone's eyes were shaking and they looked at her in disbelief.

One of the ghost cultivators looked at her impatiently, "What are you farting on?"

"Wait a minute."

The Nascent Soul stage demon fell next to Ling Yu.

"Just follow her. Our young master has told us to take good care of her. Anyway, we run fast. If those old guys come over, once they start attacking our barrier, we won't have time to run again."

The ghost cultivator spat, but seeing that the demon clan in the god-transformation stage didn't speak either, he didn't say anything more.

The demon who just fell to Ling Yu's side, although his cultivation level is at Nascent Soul, he looks very aroused, and he looks like the kind of character who is very good at pleasing his superiors. He handed a sharp sword to Ling Yu.

"Use this, Miss Ling. This sword has been imbued with demonic energy for a long time. It can suppress the opponent's spiritual energy during battle, helping you to win the competition quickly."