Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 263 Don’t let go

There was a flash of golden light under the feet of the two of them, and they turned around and turned into two golden lights and fled into the distance.

Moreover, the two escaped in different directions, not in the same direction.

Everyone was stunned, never expecting that the big and small kings could escape so decisively.

The next moment, wow, they immediately turned into birds and beasts and scattered.

Moreover, everyone also imitated the Little King Brothers and scattered into stars all over the sky.

In addition to staying away from the killing god sitting in the armor of beasts and the golden-armored corpse, he fled to wherever he could.

Everyone reacted.

No matter what the origin of the opponent is, now that Zombie Poison Sect Purple Scorpion is dead, this foundation-level treasure is completely useless.

Junior Brother Wang and Junior Brother could no longer protect their safety.

When they saw that there were many disciples behind them and the killing god was still standing there, they felt relieved.

Now, I can finally move around.

If viewed from high altitude.

"I can't see it, I can't see it at all..."

Didn't you see that the younger and younger brothers Wang also ran away in a hurry?

Everyone prays in their hearts that the dead Taoist friend will not die of the poor Taoist. If you, the god of murder, chase others, please don’t follow me!
Now facing a life-and-death crisis, the disciples of the Four West Sects used all their escape cards and used the escape talismans and magic weapons at the bottom of the box.

And they still ran away separately, for fear of being caught in a pot along the way.

Just the sound of banging, banging, and banging headshots continued, and the dead continued.

It shook its body and shot out quickly!

Ugh……

Some disciples collapsed and ran away, crying and shouting. Even so, they could not avoid the fate of being shot in the head.

A hundred feet away, several disciples who had started early were galloping in the light, not forgetting to turn their heads and look behind them.

There were bursts of colorful lights on the ground, and the disciples of the West Fourth Sect were scattered all over the ground.

Now that all the true disciples have run away, what are ordinary inner and outer disciples doing here?
Are you afraid that the golden-armored corpse won't have enough food?

The person who ran first suddenly extinguished his light, his head exploded, and he rushed forward a few feet before falling to the ground.

"Hmph, you have wronged this good man and you still want to escape?"

The other people were stunned for a moment, their legs were trembling, but they ran faster!
Be nice.

A Chou shook his head in the air and immediately became energetic.

They were so frightened that they immediately turned around and fled in another direction.

A Chou was as fast as a flying sword, far superior to the escape speed of these disciples, and was able to cover these inner and outer disciples with his own strength.

"What the hell?"

Lu Yimei sighed, he was full of enthusiasm, just want to save people from fire and water, kill monsters and obtain some materials.

These two true disciples now have no treasure to protect themselves, so they can be killed just in time.

The other party dared to kill even the true disciples, not to mention the lives of their disciples who were not as good as the true disciples?

A few people couldn't think more and just wanted to escape!
The faster you run away the better, the further away the better!
But the invisible killing god seemed to be staring at them. Several people escaped and were extinguished one after another. Their heads were shot, and their bodies fell to the ground and died simply.

Lu Ye whistled lightly.

Although the disciples who fell behind them didn't understand what happened in front of them and why a few leaders died, but death is death.

"go with!"

Why are the true disciples of the Zombie Poison Sect so ignorant?

I swallowed a lot of food and my stomach was almost full.

What the hell is that? There is obviously nothing in the sky. Why was the man in front of him shot in the head?

"You should also stretch your muscles..."

The disciples fled and spread out in a fan shape, but those disciples who escaped fastest at the edge of the fan fell to the ground with headshots.

And since the other party has grabbed the treasures of the Iron Corpse Sect and the Hundred Animals Sect, the true successors of these two sects must be dead.

Fortunately, okay, as long as you run faster than others, you have a chance of survival!
They were rejoicing in their hearts.

Everyone is betting
Lu Ye stayed where he was, collecting all the green python corpses, demon pills, and half of the purple scorpion corpses. He snorted coldly as he looked at the people running away.

As soon as his heart moved, A Chou had jumped from the sea of ​​consciousness into the air.

Since entering this secret realm, except for a few times, most of the time the owner has let him open his mouth and swallow.

So everyone scattered and ran for their lives, wishing they could have more legs under their feet.

Lu Ye ignored the commotion in the distance. He waited for the golden-armored corpse to swallow half of the poisonous scorpion's body before taking it back.

The long wings of the beast armor flapped, and his body turned into a stream of light, cutting down many disciples of the Fourth West Sect along the way, and went to chase the big and small king brothers.

Look at how well-behaved the Qi brothers of the Blood Shadow Sect are.

The commotion is so ugly now, in order to defend his golden name of being a good person.

Then I can only ask you to die!

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Outside the secret realm.

All the heads who had been sitting peacefully had already stood up, with ugly expressions on their faces.

Previously, a tide of beasts exploded in the secret realm, pouring out from Wolong Mountain, sweeping away and harvesting the lives of human monks along the way.

The candles in front of the Seven Masters' table almost went out one by one at the same time!

"What's going on!" Mo Ruyan lost his voice.

A dozen candles in front of her went out almost at the same time!

Originally, there were not many disciples from the Xuanmo Sect who entered the secret realm, only a hundred or so, but now only half of them are left.

Granny Sanhun glanced at Mo Ruyan and pointed to the side.

"I'm afraid we'll encounter a tide of beasts."

"You see, these casual cultivators died even more miserably."

The leaders hurriedly turned their heads and looked to one side. There was a tray of candles where the casual cultivators were, and a large piece of it was extinguished silently. At a glance, more than half of the candles were no longer burning, leaving only curls of green smoke.

There were only thirty or forty people left burning among the casual cultivators.

Old Man Wan Gu's face turned dark and he didn't speak.

His Ten Thousand Bones Forest losses were comparable to those of the Xuanmo Sect and the Yinhun Sect. He also lost more than a dozen lives, and the candles kept extinguishing.

This shows that there are still disciples who are dying.

"It is estimated that the beast tide broke out in the secret realm of the Black Cave..." The man on the Blood River gently stroked his long beard, still calm.

More than twenty candles were extinguished in front of him.

However, the Blood Shadow Sect is lucky. Even so, his family still has the most remaining Huozhu among the seven sects.

The other two heads of the West Fourth Sect, Chu Sheng of the Hundred Animals Sect, and Master Jie of the Iron Corpse Sect frowned, their faces were ashen, they even clenched their fists and said nothing.

The two of them had lost their true disciples before, and they already knew in their hearts that they would suffer heavy losses during this trip to the secret realm.

After being mentally prepared, the two families extinguished more than thirty candles at this moment and managed to withstand the blow.

Without the true disciples, the sect's foundation-building treasure in the secret realm would not be able to exert its power.

It is normal for more than thirty disciples to die now.

The two of them had only one idea in mind.

The disciples of this sect can die, and the beast wave will break out. It is best to kill all the true disciples of other sects.

It’s best if everyone returns to the same starting line.

The other two are also worried about one thing.

Let the true disciples of the sect die if they die, and don’t lose the sect’s foundation-building treasure.

You must know that the forces of Black Cave Mountain are inherently weak compared to the surrounding demon clan and decent forces. A suitable foundation-building weapon can double the combat power of a foundation-building master.

If the true disciple dies and loses two more treasures, the two of them will really want to die. Among the sect leaders, a trace of greed flashed in the eyes of Dugu Niu of the Zombie Poison Sect.

More than twenty candles were extinguished in front of him, and the remaining disciples were still in second place.

In addition, the fire candle representing the true disciple is still burning and has not been extinguished. The poisonous scorpion brought into the secret realm by the Zombie Poison Sect consumes less mana among the foundation-level treasures.

Dugu Niu's eyes lit up.

Calculating it this way, the Zombie Poison Sect should now be ranked first in terms of overall strength in the secret realm. If there are true inheritances and treasures, there will be no shortage of disciples.

He licked his tongue and said.

"The outbreak of the beast tide is both a crisis and an opportunity."

"Since the monsters in Wolong Mountain have rushed out, the mountain must be empty."

"The sect has records that a team survived the beast tide and entered Wolong Mountain to obtain countless treasures..."

The man on the Blood River glanced at him and smiled.

"If we say which of the seven teams can survive the beast tide, Brother Dugu, your Zombie Poison Sect must be one of them!"

"The great nephew of the king is very strong and has poisonous scorpions to protect him. It will definitely not be a problem."

Dugu Niu laughed.

"Brother Xuehe deserves no praise. My two little brats are not as smart as your two beloved disciples. They are quite stubborn. I am afraid they will suffer in the secret realm."

"If you ask me, surviving the beast tide is not a big skill. Being able to harvest a good harvest in Wolong Mountain is the real skill."

The two exchanged compliments. Anyway, the Blood Shadow Sect and the Zombie Poison Sect are the strongest in the secret realm. How can other sects compete with them?

Next to him were Mo Ruyan, the Ten Thousand Bone Old Man, the Three Soul Granny and even Master Shijie. Chu Sheng felt his teeth itching when he heard this, and they all cursed in their hearts that the true disciples of the Blood Shadow Sect and the Zombie Poison Sect would die soon.

Puff puff……

I don’t know if it was the prayers in the hearts of the great foundation builders that moved God.

Just listen to the sound of candles extinguishing.

The heads were shocked and hurriedly lowered their heads to look at the candlesticks in front of them.

Fortunately, fortunately, it was not his disciple who died.

They breathed a sigh of relief and then turned to see where the candle went out.

"Ah...ah..." Dugu Niugui screamed twice, with a smile still on his face. He stretched out his finger and pointed at his own candle plate.

But I saw that there were more than seventy candles lit above.

Now it seems that there is an invisible ghost in the sky blowing through the names one by one, and the candles are extinguished one after another.

Occasionally, there are also candles extinguished in Xisimen and Sanxiu.

Overall, the candles were extinguished very rhythmically and regularly, one after another and never at the same time.

In addition, the leaders discovered that only the disciples of the four west sects and the casual cultivators were dead, while the disciples of the three east sects had not extinguished the candles for a long time.

It seems like a god is holding a soul-enchanting device and sketching it one after another.

Granny Three Souls, Old Man Ten Thousand Bones and Mo Ruyan were ecstatic, and their eyes melted.

Since the fire candle is no longer extinguished, it means that the disciples of the three families have safely survived the beast tide in the secret realm.

The flames of the disciples of the Fourth Sect of the West kept extinguishing, indicating that they were encountering a great crisis.

However, it seemed that the God of Death had opened his eyes and focused his main firepower on the disciples of the Zombie Poison Sect.

Dugu Niu, the head of the Zombie Poison Sect, screamed a few times before finally jumping up and shouting angrily.

"What's going on! My disciple encountered some powerful monster!"

As he spoke, more than fifty candles on the plate had been extinguished, leaving only a pitiful dozen.

Previously, the disciples of the Zombie Poison Sect were ranked second among the Seven Demon Sects, but now they have been directly reduced to the bottom and last place.

The people on the Blood River couldn't help it, after all, they had just been complimenting each other for a long time.

He smiled quickly.

"Brother Dugu, look away. Look..." He pointed at the two brightest and longest candles in the opponent's candlestick and said, "After all, the true biography of your little king is still there."

puff!
As soon as he finished speaking, one of the two candles went out!

Dugu Niu swayed, his eyes showing fear.

Mo Ruyan, Shijie, Chu Sheng and others felt happy.

Dugu Niu's body swayed again, and there seemed to be bloodshot eyes looming at the corners of his mouth.

"Haha..." The man on the Blood River hurriedly pointed to another long candle, "Brother Dugu, don't worry, even the remaining true inheritance can drive your poisonous scorpion."

puff!
As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining long candle was extinguished.

"..." The man on the Blood River widened his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe it. When did he become a crow's mouth?
Also, is the true story of the Zombie Poison Sect just made of paper?
Do they die so quickly if they are protected by poisonous scorpions?
The man on the Blood River turned his head and wanted to comfort Dugu Niu, but saw that Dugu Niu's eyes were now as wide as a bull's eyes, full of anger.

He shut up angrily - you are not a disciple of mine, look at what I am doing!
Dugu Niu looked around angrily, drawing a circle on the heads' faces.

He was thinking a lot at the moment, and looked at everyone with a look that seemed to be mocking.

Tolerate……

I will endure……

Just two true disciples, it would take another ten years to train them after changing hands. Our Zombie Poison Sect has no shortage of these two true disciples!

He thought so in his mind, his expression changed from angry to calm, and he forced himself to calm down.

He is worthy of being a master of foundation building who has seen all kinds of big scenes.

It's just that Dugu Niugang's expression turned dull, and he suddenly had a sudden impulse.

A sudden backlash came from the void.

puff!
His expression changed drastically. This familiar wave was indeed his treasured weapon, the Poisonous Scorpion!

Dugu Niu spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"My poisonous scorpion!"

He screamed!
The fluctuations in the void just now were caused by the shattering and annihilation of the Poisonous Scorpion, a foundation-level treasure he had been refining day and night.

This treasure is exclusive to him. For the safety of his disciples, he specially gave it to the big and small king brothers for them to take into the secret realm and use.

Now he was affected and vomited blood. It was obvious that the poisonous scorpion had been crippled.

"Brother Dugu..." The man on the Blood River pounced on him faster than anyone else, "You must hold on!"

"Isn't it just two true inheritances and one foundation-building treasure?"

"As long as you are here, the Zombie Poison Gate will not be lost at all."

"You have to cheer up!"

The people on the Blood River calmly waved their sleeves while comforting him, and collected the blood vomited by Dugu Niu into their sleeves.

There was no way, the technique he was learning was on an evil path, absorbing the blood of strong men as a source of nourishment.

Now that he saw Dugu Niu vomiting blood, he subconsciously rushed over to collect the blood he spit out. Of course, he was not stupid enough yet, so he remembered to say a few words of comfort if he didn't mean what he said.

These are just words of comfort...

Dugu Niu vomited out a mouthful of blood and felt that something was wrong.

With so many sect leaders watching, their own disciples have suffered the heaviest losses in the secret realm now. When they get out of the secret realm, I wonder how many will remain.

Zombie Poison Sect’s exploration of the secret realm of the Black Cave is completely complete this time.

The true inheritance is dead, the treasure weapon is destroyed, and too many disciples have been lost. In the future, they will still have to worry about how to survive the difficulties.

He reminded himself that he must never show his weakness in front of other foundation building masters again. The Zombie Poison Sect was in such a situation that even the West Fourth Alliance was no longer safe.

It was expected that the crow's mouth of the Blood River Shangren mentioned the foundation-building treasure weapon again.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

Dugu Niu swallowed two more mouthfuls of blood.

Okay, okay, old bastard from Xuehe, you think so, right? I’ve written it all down...

(End of this chapter)