Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 333 Big melee!
On the top of the mountain, there was continuous fog and rain, and the sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gauze.

The fine rain fell silently, interweaving with the mountain mist, making the entire mountaintop look hazy and mysterious.

In this quiet atmosphere, the thirty-six monks stood there, like ghosts in the fog and rain.

The wet wind, mixed with the rustling sound of raindrops hitting the leaves, added a sense of solemnity.

Everyone's face was filled with sternness, their eyes flashing with vigilance and hostility. Their auras were steady and concealed, and the swords in their hands were flashing with cold light, and no one knew who they were aimed at.

Therefore, no one rushed to the sacred altar carrying the Three Yuan Purple Gold, but everyone stayed where they were and waited for the opportunity.

Because standing out from the crowd means exposing your back to more people.

Suddenly, a low shout broke the deadlock!

"Don't even move!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking in the fog and rain on the top of the mountain, instantly breaking the solemn silence.

A group of monks turned their eyes to the source of the sound, where stood a man with a hunched body and a stern face.

As soon as he gave an order, he rushed to the center of the altar like a flying swallow.

Many people looked shocked, because everyone noticed that he was the first to move, but no one could react!

His words "Don't move" were like the will of heaven, and actually made all 35 people present obey his orders!

Speech, sound and body!
You Su immediately thought of this special physique!
Wu Cheng possesses the power of speech and sound, and can release two spells at the same time. Moreover, the strength of the spells he releases is far beyond that of ordinary people.

This unknown male cultivator was actually able to subdue the thirty-five strongest people of the same realm in his time. Even You Su felt dazed when he heard that voice. This skill alone was enough to make him an unrivaled evildoer.

Fortunately, this person had only achieved perfection in water condensation, and as he needed to freeze the entire scene, he could only freeze it for a moment.

But in just a moment, this male cultivator had already rushed to a position that was two-thirds of the distance away from the Three Yuan Purple Gold. In terms of progress, he was already leading the way.

His appearance also broke the stalemate between them, and most people started to move together.

"It's not easy to be the first to stand out!"

A man with a hot temper stepped on the golden light and roared, then immediately rode his horse at the fastest speed to catch up.

For this group of geniuses, the restrictions in the first third of the altar could not slow them down at all.

After crossing about one-third of the distance, the restriction would cause a noticeable blockage. This also meant that no matter how fast you rushed, you would easily be caught up by the people behind you.

The hunchbacked male cultivator who was leading the way had no time to continue and had to turn around and cast a spell to drive away the pursuers.

You Su’s guess turned out to be correct, he was actually a rare person with the power of speech and sound!
Two spells, one of ice and one of fire, condensed in his left and right hands respectively. Then he merged his palms together, forcibly merging the two repelling elements together, turning them into a ball of light that caused space fluctuations and smashed behind him.

"Damn it! They're even playing with ice and fire!"

This person is indeed a hidden genius. This move is indeed horrifying and powerful, but none of the people present are ordinary people.

Someone among the relentless pursuers waved his hand and threw a black leather wine bag into the air, which instantly swelled several times. The heavy bullet combining ice and fire was actually sucked into the wine bag without causing a single splash!
"Venerable Fang Xiu is a good-for-nothing!"

Someone recognized the origin of this magic weapon and shouted angrily:
"This is cheating!"

This wine bag is a treasure used by Venerable Fang Xiu to store wine. Different from the Third Elder's mysterious wine gourd, this wine bag really has its own unique space, and the wine in it can be stored for three years without replenishment.

Venerable Fang Xiu often uses it to fight off enemies. The enemy's moves will be absorbed into the wine bag and turned into ingredients for his fermented rice wine, making his enemies always feel powerless as if they were punching cotton and still being praised by the opponent.

Some people even speculated that it was the natal object of Venerable Fang Xiu. Back then, Venerable Fang Xiu attained enlightenment in a wine pool, and then he refined the wine pool into a drunkard and carried it with him.

Such a magic weapon that absorbs attacks indiscriminately is definitely a foul-level magic weapon in the battle under Huayu. No wonder that person called it cheating.

But after all, no one thought that Venerable Fang Xiu would be willing to lend such a magic weapon to his disciple to bring into the island. If the disciple appointed by him died midway, it would be an irreparable disaster for Venerable Fang Xiu.

The appearance of this heaven-defying magic weapon also attracted a lot of attention to the disciple of Venerable Fang Xiu. The figure of the famous Yanyin Taoist body was already in sight, so the next target of concentrated fire was likely to be the disciple of Venerable Fang Xiu who possessed the heaven-defying magic weapon.

As more and more people began to charge, the drizzle finally got heavier. The bean-sized raindrops hit the ground with a rapid snapping sound, like a natural war drum, urging everyone on the battlefield to become more and more crazy.

The scene soon fell into chaos, with screams and curses ringing in the ears, and the rain was mixed with bright red blood.

But there were also some people who were indifferent. They still stood where they were, ignoring the bloody fight in front of them.

Some people were not interested at all, and seemed to be frightened by the barbaric and violent scene in front of them and dared not move.

Most of them are like You Su, who are confident that they can catch up to the front and sit on the mountain to watch the fight between the tigers, letting these people fight and consume each other.

The battle became increasingly intense. Zixun and Sihan, under the guard of a group of people, watched the battle on the battlefield with great concern.

"Woo, don't hit me! I want to go home!"

On the battlefield, a delicate little girl suddenly squatted down with her head in her hands, sobbing, and pretended to tear up the teleportation talisman in her hand.

Seeing this, Sihan and Zixun's expressions immediately tensed up, and they felt a sense of sympathy. It turned out that there were people who had no choice on this battlefield. They could only sigh that the other party still had a way to retreat, but they had no way to retreat.

But the next moment, their beautiful eyes widened in shock.

The delicate and beautiful little girl suddenly looked ruthless, and a golden pestle was pushed out from her palm and went straight to the back of a person.

It turned out that her tearing of the talisman and sobbing were all acting, and her pitiful appearance was all fake. The monk behind her had intended to let her go and had turned away, but because of his mercy and unwillingness to kill her, he was killed by the little girl in a pretense, and she didn't even take out the teleportation talisman until she died.

Zi Xun opened his lips slightly, speechless and at a loss for a moment.

Yes... Having come this far, who would be willing to stop here? If one were so scared that he wanted to escape, he would not have walked to the top of this mountain.

That is an opportunity that is enough to change anyone's life. From then on, you will rise to the top and become the most powerful person among men, the most immortal among immortals!
The great opportunity gave birth to the great desire. Zi Xun didn't fully understand until this moment that what was contained in her Qiankun bag could be a key to open the road to heaven, or it could be a magic box that turned all people into evil spirits.

The battle on the battlefield continues!

The collapsed bodies lay on the ground, becoming stepping stones for those who came later. The original number of 36 people had been reduced to only 23 after a round of fighting, but no one was able to break through half the distance.

The twenty-three men simply stopped because the next half of the movement was severely blocked and it was difficult to continue moving forward. It seemed that the winner would be decided in the middle. The remaining twenty-three men also quickly separated into camps after the battle. It turned out that many people's actions were not to rush to the center of the altar as quickly as possible, but to find partners.

Rather than rushing in alone and becoming a sitting duck for everyone else, it is obviously more likely to pass through the restriction and reach the destination if they travel together and resist external interference.

As expected, this individual melee inevitably developed into the second stage, a melee between groups.

There are a total of six major forces in the field, one from each of the five continents, another force formed by various individual figures, and of course some lone individuals.

Ji Xueruo hid behind the genius of the demon clan. She was not in a hurry to take action. She just tried to protect her own safety while keeping up with the main force.

She looked around and searched for a long time before finding You Su, only to discover that this blind man had always been at the bottom of everyone's group.

She spat inwardly, thinking that the blind man was a pervert who liked to stare at everyone's butts.

In fact, she knew in her heart that this must be You Su's strategy, deliberately reducing his presence so that the label of Ningshui Xiajing, which makes people relax their vigilance, can be more firmly attached, so that he can "steal" more unexpectedly.

This is a very reasonable strategy, but it also requires sufficient confidence in one's own abilities.

Although she is such a proud person, she still chooses to follow the crowd and use the momentum of her fellow tribesmen around her to allow herself to get closer to Sanyuan Purple Gold more safely, and then look for an opportunity to take action.

However, You Su did not join up with the people from Xuanxiao Sect, but chose to fight alone, which obviously faced more unpredictable dangers.

Please don’t let the car overturn and ask me to save you... Ji Xueruo was slightly worried in her heart.

"There are more people from Zhongyuanzhou! Kill the people from Zhongyuanzhou first!"

Suddenly, someone in the Nanyangzhou camp shouted loudly.

Everyone in Xuanxiao Sect frowned immediately, and several sharp gazes were focused on this group of monks wearing luxurious Taoist robes.

"Tong Hui! If you have the guts, come and fight me in a duel! What's the point of provoking others?" a senior brother from Xuan Xiao Sect shouted angrily.

"Is this what you call instigation? Isn't what I said true?!" The cultivator from Nanyang Continent known as Tong Hui did not hide anything.

Fu Heng and Duanmu Jin, who were leading the Xuan Xiao Sect's formation, had even more stern expressions. In any other situation outside, Tong Hui would not dare to say such words with such obvious directives, because they could not afford the wrath of the Xuan Xiao Sect.

But on this island without rules and restrictions, he dared.

Fu Heng and Duanmu Jin even boldly speculated that it was not Tong Hui who said this, but the intention of the person headed by Nanyang Continent, or perhaps the intention of all the leading monks in the other four continents. Tong Hui was just a consumable sacrificed as a clown.

"Miss Long, are you also planning to attack my Xuanxiao Sect?" Duanmu Jin has a strong physique and handsome appearance. He looked at Long Chiyu with complicated eyes.

Everyone knows that he is one of Long Chiyu's loyal admirers.

Long Chi Yutan opened her mouth slightly, but the little saint from the West Wasteland Continent answered for her first, with a sinister smile:
"Duanmu Jin, stop deceiving yourself. Wasn't she the first one to attack your Xuan Xiao Sect?"

Duanmu Jin's face was cold, and Long Chiyu hesitated to speak, and could only say lightly:
"Long puts the sect first in everything."

Fu Heng had a square face and a simple temperament, with a string of talismans on his shoulders. Judging from his appearance, he was probably the oldest person present. Therefore, he had a more stable personality and more far-sighted thoughts.

He said calmly: "You might as well think about it. Now that there are many people in Zhongyuan Continent, we are the target of public criticism. What will happen after the monks of Zhongyuan Continent withdraw? Who will be the next one? Don't become a borrowed knife of others and be abandoned after it has done its job."

As he spoke, his eyes vaguely swept across the positions of the demon cultivators of the demon clan, as if he was hinting at something.

"Brother Fu, why are you looking at me? Are you trying to remind me that my demon race will be the next target of concentrated fire, and trying to win me over?"

A burly man from the demon clan sneered. His name was Kui Hanyin and he was almost the strongest and most powerful person among the geniuses of the demon clan.

What is surprising is that he only has one right arm. It turns out that he is from the famous Kuiniu clan on the Xingzhao Divine Mountain. He was born with three legs and no horns, and he retained this characteristic even after he cultivated into a human form.

But no one and no demon dared to underestimate this group that had occupied the seat of the sacred mountain since its birth and had never fallen, even though they were incomplete people in the common sense.

"But Brother Fu, have you ever thought that if we kill the people from your Xuanxiao Sect first, we will have one less powerful enemy of our demon clan?" Kui Hanyin asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Fu Heng quietly tightened the talisman in his hand.

He is obsessed with talismans, but what is less known is that he is also experienced in combat. In order to support his expenses in drawing talismans, he has always been a frequent visitor to the high-reward missions in the Sutra Hall.

So he knew very well that the most important thing for a melee was a target - a target that could attract everyone to attack.

The losses and gains of the chaotic battle are immeasurable for each force, but the benefits of destroying one force first will be huge, while the losses will be shared equally by the remaining forces.

This is obviously a very cost-effective choice, and Tong Hui's shout was just expressing the thoughts of others.

"There are more people from Xuanxiao Sect, not Zhongyuanzhou! The Xuanxiao Sect should be killed first!"

Suddenly, someone stepped out from behind Fu Heng and left the team, as if trying to distance himself from the matter.

The Xuanxiao Sect was the backbone of the Zhongyuan Continent, and there were also several people from other immortal sects. At this time, facing the threat of cultivators from other continents, some people could not bear the pressure and tried to escape. The rest of the people were of course indignant, but these "outsiders" of the Xuanxiao Sect were still worried.

Fu Heng looked gloomy, and stared deeply at the monk who was the first to leave the team. Originally, Zhongyuanzhou was the strongest, and there was a chance to fight, but after his retreat, the morale of the entire Zhongyuanzhou army would definitely be weakened.

The current situation is more serious than ever before, and Xuanxiao Sect has almost been condemned by everyone.

"You are bullying me!"

Zi Xun cursed and wanted to make a big scene, but she could not cause any waves in front of the monks who surrounded her.

Duanmu Jin had already unsheathed his sword, his eyes burning with fighting intent. Fu Heng took a deep breath, and the runes on the talisman on his shoulder glowed.

But just when the war was about to break out, a figure flashed past like an arrow among the various troops stationed at the original location!

"There's a thief!" someone shouted.

Ji Xueruo saw the man's back and frowned, thinking to herself:

"Why couldn't he help himself..."

(End of this chapter)