Weird Cultivation, I am surrounded by bad women

The claw marks were so deep that flesh and blood could be seen. The corpse puppet trembled unconsciously, then raised its fist and attacked.

The corpse-controlling monk couldn't help but look at his own corpse puppet with pain.

Taking advantage of the gap that the corpse puppet had gained, a group of true disciples who had formed an alliance with him stepped forward together.

A blood sword, with a strong blood energy emanating from his body, and his spine sword pierced straight into the blue dragon's eyes.

Another bone cultivator pulled out every white bone from his body and shot them out at once, turning the bones into a cage, weakening and cursing the blue dragon.

There was also a martial artist with strange limbs growing wildly all over his body who rushed out and cooperated with the corpse puppet's attack.

After this operation, the Blood Sword's spine sword failed to successfully pierce Yalong's eyes.

Yalong's slender and huge tail swept towards Blood Sword, forcing him to stop attacking.

Chapter 4000: Heroes Chasing the Dragon ()

Bone Repairer’s bone cage was not released successfully.

The blue dragon's body was surrounded by a blue light. It swayed its body restlessly, and every bone that tried to stretch was broken by its huge body.

The strange martial artist who attacked together with the corpse puppet suffered an even worse fate. Like the corpse leader, he was grabbed on the chest by the blue dragon who was ready to fight a desperate battle.

The twisted and strange limbs protected his chest and were beaten to pieces.

If it weren't for the strong body of a martial artist in the Jindan stage, he would have died on the spot.

Wasn't this cyan dragon trapped? Why was it still so strong?

Many monks who were preparing to take advantage of the opportunity had this uneasy doubt in their hearts.

"Are they so weak?" Blood Sword Wu Yue sneered, seeming to find this situation ridiculous.

"Don't be impatient, that person hasn't made a move yet." Zhang Qianqian looked with her beautiful eyes at the mid-stage Jindan cultivator behind these people, who was also the leader of this team.

He practiced a school of thought that was rarely practiced in the Qinglan Sect, and even in the strange world of cultivation.

Mystical school.

Su Chaoxi also kept his eyes on that person. He knew very little about this person, but in the information given by his master, he was still highlighted in red.

Like Su Chaoxi, he seldom takes action, and therefore rarely loses.

Zhang Qianqian was not mistaken, these failed attacks were all for one thing.

For the mystic's successful spellcasting.

The unkempt mystic, wearing strange robes and tangled hair, took off his robe and hat.

A disturbing black mist swept towards the blue dragon.

The moment the mist touched the dragon, it instantly became restless. The black mist seeped into the dragon's hard and gorgeous blue scales like a maggot on its tarsal bones.

Then black flowers began to grow rapidly on its body.

Every time a black flower blooms, the blue dragon's momentum becomes weaker.

His attack was very effective. Su Chaoxi looked at the black flowers.

This black flower definitely came from the power of some evil god, but Su Chaoxi did not hear the whisper of the Queen Mother of the West.

This is how the same thing?

Su Chaoxi guessed that this so-called secret technique was more like power borrowed from the evil god.

You can borrow their power without becoming their believers.

So what is the price?

Su Chaoxi vaguely saw that under the mystic's dark robe, there seemed to be several black flowers growing out of his flesh and blood.

"That's powerful enough." Blood Sword Wu Yue watched the blue dragon gradually weaken, and the spine sword in his hand seemed eager to try.

Seeing that the mystic had put in a lot of effort to suppress the blue dragon, the true disciples of the other teams began to take action.

Everyone wants to take advantage of this.

The mystic snorted coldly and increased the power of the mystic technique in his hand. Black mist spread over the lake, covering everyone's vision.

The next moment, he released the power of the secret technique with all his strength, and borrowed the power of the god named Ku to kill the blue dragon.

He had already made plans. After killing the dragon, he would use secret methods to transfer both the man and the dragon together.

When the black fog spread rapidly, the monks present immediately realized that something was wrong.

This group of monks, considered the weakest team, is trying to kill the dragon by force.

Seeing that the cooked duck was about to fly away, no one could take it easy.

A group of true disciples with the Jindan cultivation level rushed into the black fog together.

This also includes Zhang Qianqian's team.

Su Chaoxi also participated in it, but did not let Senior Sister Ye follow.

Ye Qingyue looked at Su Chaoxi's back worriedly. It was a conspiracy involving a group of Jindan cultivators. Although she trusted him, was it really okay?

A chaotic battle was about to break out in the black fog, and most of the monks tacitly attacked the mystic who was casting secret spells.

His fellow disciples, who were acting as a decoy at first, rushed to the secret magician and began to protect him.

The secret magician guessed the situation, and he used his secret magic again, causing everyone's eyes to go dark.

This moment of darkness allowed his allied teammates to seize the opportunity and eliminate several weaker Jindan monks who rushed forward.

Although their attack was not fatal, it was enough to make these monks lose the opportunity to participate in the fight for the blue dragon.

Even Zhang Qianqian, who is a top-notch poison swordsman, could not escape the attack of this secret technique, and her eyes went dark for a short while.

A faint green light emanated from her body, guarding against possible sneak attacks.

"Senior Sister Zhang, be careful on the left side." Su Chaoxi quickly reminded. If there was anyone who was not hit, it was only Su Chaoxi.

The golden spiritual energy around his body was automatically triggered at the moment of the secret bombardment, and the dark night from the evil god did not fall before Su Chaoxi.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qianqian raised her long spine sword to block. A bone spur from the panicked bone cultivator was easily chopped off by the spine sword.

The spine sword used by the Poison Sword is completely different from that of the Blood Sword. The entire sword body is small, slender, and flashes a faint light.

As for Qi Qi, a sword energy also attacked him.

Su Chaoxi, who could see this, chose to whistle.

When the sword energy attacked, the blood magician's blood energy sensed it, and a wall of blood instantly blocked him, but it still left a cut on his shoulder.

Su Chaoxi was hesitating whether to interrupt the secret magic of the mystic.

But the blue dragon seemed to be able to withstand some attacks, and the mystic who was using all his strength also felt something unusual.

The withered black flowers of the evil god were almost growing all over the body of the blue dragon, but it still failed to kill it. The dragon was still struggling hard.

It kept roaring and spewing out pseudo dragon breath randomly, burning the corpse puppet that wanted to seize the opportunity to kill Yalong to the point that it could hardly hold on.

Seeing that the mystic was unable to take down the seemingly weak blue dragon for the time being, Su Chaoxi gave up the idea of ​​taking action and waited quietly for the action of the large force.

The mystic's darkness lasted for several breaths, and these few breaths were enough to eliminate many Jindan monks.

The night was over, and everyone could see the situation on the field clearly.

The blue dragon was being tortured by the secret technique and was on the verge of death. Everyone's eyes were shining with gold.

"Damn it." The secret mage was filled with indignation when he saw the blue dragon still standing. He had prepared for so long and consumed a lot of resources, but he failed to kill him.

As more and more true disciples poured in, the monks who were guarding him and forming an alliance were either fighting or retreating.

The mystic looked at the dragon unwillingly.

The martial artist was seriously injured and no longer had the strength to fight.

The corpse puppet of the corpse-controlling monk was seriously injured and its combat effectiveness dropped greatly. Regarding this situation.

His last option was to use secret methods to transfer with his remaining allies.

After another wave of black fog, he and a few others disappeared in the encirclement of the crowd.

As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. He can wait for others to make a move, and it will not be too late to seize the opportunity.

Without the support of the secret technique, the black flowers began to wither rapidly.

The blue dragon got a moment to catch its breath, and its huge eyes were filled with hatred for this group of human monks who treated it as prey.

It also hated the water that trapped it.

It was originally attracted by the demonic aura emanating from this lake. The strong fluctuations made it unable to resist the temptation, and it began to absorb it madly, increasing the purity of the demon pill.

This lake was originally a great opportunity, but unexpectedly it was easy to get in but difficult to get out.

At this moment, this swamp has become its way to death.

Seeing the secret wizard retreat, the blue dragon was already at the end of its strength.

The chaotic battle was about to break out in an instant. The true disciples belonging to different teams began to fight for the first chance to enter the water.

For a moment, Su Chaoxi witnessed the fighting between monks of various schools.

The Blood Sword Monk faced off against the Blood Sword Monk, and their spine swords, carrying a cloud of blood and energy, collided with each other.

The sound of blood surging was like the howling north wind.

The corpse puppet faced off against the Dan Yao cultivator's Dan Yao. The two puppet monsters fought fiercely for a while.

The opponents of martial arts practitioners are mostly alchemy practitioners. After taking pills to strengthen their physiques, the strength of their bodies and their close combat abilities can even rival those of martial arts practitioners who have grown strange limbs.

This made Su Chaoxi take a few more glances at Dan Xiu's battle.

The several leading brothers in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm did not act rashly, thus maintaining a strange peace.

They are all worried that if they take action, others will take advantage of them.

Su Chaoxi also did not take action. Most of the true disciples and cultivators with Jindan cultivation did not regard Su Chaoxi as a competitor.

First, it’s a matter of rules. It’s against the rules to attack him.

Secondly, this master behind him had been reminded by his own master before he participated in the competition.

Third, Su Chaoxi’s strength is limited and cannot affect the overall situation.

Blood magician Qi Qi looked at Su Chaoxi who was standing there motionless, cursed in his heart, and turned all his dissatisfaction into blood magic, and tore at the bone cultivator who was blocking the way not far away with his bloody claws.

The bone cultivator cast the bone cage to counter the blood magician's attack.

Two opponents from unpopular schools fought each other.

Yin Shanshan drew out the bloody sword and slashed at a martial artist who tried to step in.

Only Su Chaoxi and Zhang Qianqian are still free here.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Su, for your reminder just now." Zhang Qianqian stared at the situation on the field with her beautiful eyes and thanked him.

"You weren't hit by the secret technique just now." Zhang Qianqian said.

"You're too polite, Senior Sister." Su Chaoxi waved his hand. Faced with this question that was exposed, he chose not to answer.

But then he continued:

"I was thinking, if I just walk in, no one will stop me."

"It's too dangerous." Zhang Qianqian chuckled and replied.

"There's really no need for that." Su Chaoxi looked at the chaotic situation and felt that this matter was becoming more and more strange.

He turned around to look at Ye Qingyue, whose eyes never left him.

He made a gesture to her to retreat.

Ye Qingyue shook her head, seeming to disagree with this arrangement.

Su Chaoxi repeated the action again with a firm look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Qingyue retreated obediently.

Zhang Qianqian joked as she noticed Su Chaoxi's movements. "Su Zhenchuan is really good to his little slave girl. It makes me feel warm just by looking at her."

"That's my senior sister, not a female slave." Su Chaoxi explained quickly.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid of trouble?" Zhang Qianqian asked again.