Weird Cultivation, I am surrounded by bad women

He immediately seized the opportunity and went behind the earth dragon's neck.

With a flick of the knife, the monster was killed.

In the firelight, the earth dragon's head fell heavily to the ground.

All this happened very quickly, and the three masters who were watching not far away were greatly shocked.

His strength is far superior to those three.

The fortune teller watched Su Chaoxi's fight from afar and felt a little uneasy.

He lowered his voice and asked the white-robed monk beside him: "So, have you figured out which sect this boy is from?"

The white-robed monk replied, "They are just a few Taoist monks, but this boy's strength should not be underestimated. He is not inferior to me."

"He also has a lot of combat experience."

The fortune teller nodded, thinking about something in his mind, and said nothing more.

The Blood Lord quickened the pace, and bloody hands and blood flowers bloomed around the earth dragon.

There was an unhealthy blush on her pretty face.

After a series of operations, the two earth dragons were barely defeated and had no ability to resist.

Although the Rotten Earth Dragon has very poor defense, its vitality is extremely tenacious.

Can Wang Shu kill the earth dragon so easily?

Su Chaoxi did not stop, he found another one. The puppet master's puppet was almost tormented by this one.

The earth dragon's body was also torn into many pieces by the flesh and blood puppets.

It was still the familiar routine. Su Chaoxi appeared behind the earth dragon. Under the bombardment of spiritual power, the originally festering wound was enlarged a lot.

Similarly, the puppet master's puppets also suffered.

Su Chaoxi's aim was not ideal, and the puppet master didn't know whether he did it on purpose or not.

But he dared not say anything. With the cooperation of Su Chaoxi, the puppet pulled off the earth dragon's head.

But the splattering venom still caused the flesh and blood puppet to stagger and fall to the ground, and the puppet master's already pale old face became even uglier.

But he could only grit his teeth and say thank you: "Thank you very much."

Su Chaoxi snorted, stopped attacking, and returned to Liu Xijun.

Looking at the look from the fortune teller, Su Chaoxi smiled slightly: "City Lord, I need to take a break. The rest will be left to you."

"Spiritual power is precious."

"Well, Brother Wang is indeed very skilled." The fortune teller praised. In order to avoid greater casualties, he asked the white-robed monk beside him to take action.

While the two were talking, the fanatical believers relied on their numbers to barely replace an earth dragon.

Two of the Bone Master's disciples also used bone spikes and bone spears to kill one earth dragon and seriously injure another.

The last one left belongs to the white-robed monk.

He drew out the green sword behind him and stabbed it straight at the attacking earth dragon.

Spiritual energy was surging around him, and spiritual energy was surging on his sword.

"He is actually also a righteous practitioner?" Su Chaoxi noticed him.

In the mountains and seas where spiritual energy is exhausted, he has managed to stay on the right path. It seems that he is the object of the fortune teller's key training.

Sure enough, he is very strong.

He faced the poisonous gas sprayed by the earth dragon, which was offset by the spiritual power around him. He then pierced the earth dragon's throat with the long sword in his hand.

The earth dragon did not fall down immediately.

It roared and raised its hand to attack again.

The white-robed monk used his body skills to dodge the earth dragon's attack and appeared at the back of the earth dragon's head at an extremely fast speed.

The long sword glowed with a bloody light and pierced into the back of the earth dragon's head.

The earth dragon sprayed out a large amount of blood, which was captured by the green sword in his hand and then absorbed.

The entire sword was glowing a strange red color.

"No, I was wrong." Su Chaoxi's expression became serious. As a disciple of Qinglan Sect, of course he could recognize him.

"He is actually half a Blood Sword Monk."

The white-robed monk put away his sword and walked silently back behind the fortune teller.

He noticed Su Chaoxi's gaze towards him. He lifted the hood of his white robe and nodded to Su Chaoxi.

Su Chaoxi then realized that he was not wearing painted skin, but had the standard appearance of a lost person.

Chapter 42: Bones forge a path to escape

This incident caused the team to be reduced in number again.

There are only a hundred or so guards left in Suicheng.

There was uncontrollable fear and exhaustion on their faces.

If they had not been afraid of the fortune teller's methods, they would have already fled.

After the bloody battle, the puppet master was collecting materials and repairing the flesh and blood puppets. At this time, he remembered his good disciple who worked hard and never complained.

Unfortunately, his good disciple was not very lucky and was killed by the Lost One just as he came in.

The team rested on the spot, and the three masters took the initiative to find the fortune teller.

The fortune teller was eating some unknown dried meat at the moment, and his expression was very calm.

"Master, we are only halfway there. How about the rest of the way?" The Blood Lord's charming face was full of anxiety. She subconsciously glanced at Su Chaoxi who was like an old monk in meditation.

"Master Diviner, should we slow down or take a detour?" The Bone Master has always been steady, and he offered his own opinion.

"Yes, Master Diviner, I need to repair the puppet." The Puppet Master agreed.

"I said, good luck." Facing the uneasiness of the three masters, the fortune teller just spoke lightly.

"But..."

"As long as we don't die, everything can be sacrificed before reaching the exit." The fortune teller stopped speaking those hypocritical words and his eyes turned cold.

"You just need to execute the plan faithfully."

"Don't you believe me?"

The fortune teller's words made the three masters, who were full of complaints and anxiety, speechless.

"Brother Wang, what do you think?" The fortune teller looked at Su Chaoxi. His strength had been recognized by him.

When Su Chaoxi was mentioned, he replied: "I will listen to the city lord. I believe in the city lord's preparations."

This answer made the fortune teller nod with satisfaction.

But the journey in the second half became difficult, and the originally flat wasteland turned into a quagmire fraught with dangers.

The best way to deal with this swamp is also the way planned by the fortune teller.

Use human lives to pave the way.

This task was given to the remaining hundred guards of Suicheng.

Poor Suicheng guards who originally thought they were here to clear out the lost and get rewards.

They looked at the silent guard commander Tian Li in despair.

Then, in fear and praying for a miracle, he died little by little.

This swamp is extremely dangerous. If you step wrong, you will fall into it instantly and there will be no time for rescue.

From time to time, there are strange swamp plants that bind and capture the blood they crave.

If they are lucky, they can be rescued in time, but most of them become blood food.

The sky is always dim and gloomy, and from time to time even more twisted lost ones will attack from the darkness.

Sometimes they fall into the swamp, which is good news.

Su Chaoxi has always been by Liu Xijun's side, guarding her against possible crises.

The fortune teller was standing not far behind Su Chaoxi, protected by the blood sword monk.

The other three masters walked in front, acting as supervisors to clear the way and prevent the guards from escaping.

Listening to the screams that came from time to time, even the puppet master, who was known for his cruelty, felt a slight chill in his heart.

The guards were consumed quickly, but fortunately they were about to get out of this swamp.

Just as the last three guards were congratulating themselves for having escaped.

A giant swamp python emerged from the ground and devoured the three unfortunate creatures in one gulp.

Then it surged over again, its target was actually the fortune teller.

Su Chaoxi immediately hugged Liu Xijun, without taking time to feel the softness of her body, and leaped up.

The fortune teller was carried on the back of the blood sword, which was ready to block the giant python.

The giant python dodged cunningly and swallowed several believers behind the fortune teller again.

"Keep going, don't worry about it." The fortune teller looked at the giant python that was surging up and asked the believers behind him to stand and wait for death.

With blood food, its desire to attack will be weakened.

But the fortune teller's control seemed to be weakened, and several believers began to try to escape and no longer obeyed his will.

The fortune teller's face changed slightly, and he raised his hand and pointed.

Several black shadow arrows broke their legs and the believers crawled with difficulty.

In the end, it became blood food in the giant python's mouth.

Watching everyone walk out of the swamp, the giant python chewed flesh and blood in its mouth and looked at everyone with smart eyes.

Then it spoke in human language: "Poor people, you will die without a burial place."

Its words were like a vicious curse, chilling everyone's hearts.

This also angered the fortune teller, and he stretched out his hand, and several believers were grabbed.

The fortune teller crushed their heads and cast a spell in the blood mist. Suddenly, an unknown entity bit off a piece of flesh from the giant python's body.

It spat out its tongue in pain, but its eyes were still as cold as before as it looked at the fortune teller.

The Lost Corridor is indeed the Lost Corridor.

Even the secret shortcut discovered by the fortune teller is still so far away.

After the swamp, we returned to the original corridor.

The narrow corridor made it difficult for the team to move around, so Su Chaoxi and the fortune teller walked together in the middle of the team. This was the fortune teller's initiative.

The other three masters, the Bone Master and the Puppet Master, were responsible for the rear guard.

The blood master takes the lead.

Although the three of them were extremely dissatisfied, the fortune teller's mental state became visibly abnormal, and no one dared to offend him.

According to the fortune teller's information, after walking through this last corridor, you will see a huge bronze door.

Behind the door is the main hall.

The danger of this road is that all kinds of unknown monsters will appear suddenly.

There's a lot of randomness here.

The believers who follow the fortune teller to explore the way may walk to the end without encountering any attacks.

It is also possible that you will die on the spot as soon as you get on.

This time, the fortune teller's luck turned bad.

As soon as I stepped onto the corridor, many totem-like golems appeared.

There are strange runes all over their bodies, and once touched, the person who comes into contact with them will lose the will to resist.