The two Ming Xizong disciples who were hiding in the dark were in charge of stalking and heard the screams, and they couldn't help but suspicious and began to sneak over to find out.

When they walked to the position where Wang Yimiao and Ji Ying were standing just now, they were shocked because they saw two spirit pills floating on the ground, and there was no one in front of them.

Both of them did not make a sound in a tacit understanding, but instead walked towards the two spirit pills with a smirk.

After picking up the two spirit pills, they looked at each other and found that there were a few spirit pills floating not far ahead, and there were a few spirit pills floating further away, and there were also some more places.

These spiritual pills were scattered on both sides of the path, like treasures lost to the mortal world by God, tempting the greed of the two disciples of the Ming Xizong.

"Is it auspicious day today? You will have good luck when you go out?" The two disciples of the Ming Xizong couldn't wait to walk towards the next spiritual pill.

However, these spiritual pills lined up in a long line intermittently and twistedly along the path, as if they were to lead the two greedy Ming Xizong disciples to the other end of the path.

After the two disciples of the Ming Xizong clan picked up half of the spirit pills, they also realized this problem. Could it be that these spirit pills were traps deliberately placed on the ground?

When they raised their eyes and looked forward with doubt, they suddenly found a woman at the end of the path was also picking up these spirit pills, and they were slowly approaching them under the temptation of the spirit pills.

The woman noticed two pairs of hot eyes in front of her, and suddenly looked up and looked at each other.

At this time, the woman's appearance was clearly seen by the two disciples of the Ming Xizong.

That woman was Ji Ying.

Originally, the two disciples of the Ming Xizong discovered someone in front of him and were about to hide, but they were discovered by the other party before they could move. But they saw that the visitor was Ji Ying, who had the cultivation level of Lingwei. The two ordinary disciples of the cultivation level of Lingshi were both nervous and lucky.

Just when they were at a loss, Ji Ying took the lead in speaking: "I don't want to have conflicts with you Ming Xizong in the secret realm. These spiritual pills are ownerless things, and whoever picks them up will be who they belong."

After saying that, she began to pick up the spiritual pills on the ground without waiting for the two Ming Xizong disciples to agree.

The two disciples of the Ming Xizong were secretly happy when they heard Ji Ying's words. It was obvious that Ji Ying did not intend to be enemies with them, and that it was the words spoken by Miss Ji from the county magistrate's office, so they naturally believed it to be true.

So the greedy and they began to get excited about picking up the spirit pills again.

However, today is not their zodiac day, and what they encounter is not a blessing. On the contrary, it is a poison trap covered with sugar.

The next moment, the two of them felt dizzy in their heads, and their bodies suddenly became a little unstable, and they began to stagger.

A figure jumped off a big tree, and grabbed their necks from behind with both hands.

This figure is naturally Wang Yimiao, and the two disciples of the Ming Xizong were hit by the dark curse of Wang Yimiao and Zero Yu respectively.

When Wang Yimiao grabbed the necks of the two disciples of the Ming Xizong, they quickly woke up, and as soon as they woke up, they realized that a huge force had controlled their necks. As long as the force was exerting a little force, they would die.

The two disciples of the Ming Xizong immediately sweated coldly all over and felt anxious.

Wang Yimiao shouted in their ears before they could fully wake up: "Don't speak out, otherwise you will die!"

Therefore, the two disciples of the Ming Xizong were silent and did not dare to make a sound, for fear of annoying Wang Yimiao.

"Next, one of you can survive, and the other one will die tragically. As for whoever dies, it depends on who will cooperate more."

Wang Yimiao's words came like the cold wind in the severe winter. The two disciples of the Ming Xizong trembled again and asked hurriedly: "What do you want us to cooperate with?"

"I ask, you answer, whoever can answer first, whoever cooperates will survive." Wang Yimiao's voice was as calm as the spring breeze slowly brushed across the lake.

Before the two disciples of the Ming Xizong were answering, Wang Yimiao began to ask: "The first question is, how many people do you have in total?"

Wang Yimiao asked this question knowingly, mainly to test whether they answered the truth.

"Twenty-two people!" The disciple of Ming Xizong on Wang Yimiao's right hand was the first to answer.

The disciple of the Ming Xizong on his left was frightened when he saw that he was half a beat behind.

Wang Yimiao looked at the disciple of Mingxizong on his right and smiled evilly, "Very good, your answer is correct." He turned to look at the disciple of Mingxizong on his left, comforting him without any tone, "Don't be afraid, there are still a few questions. Whoever answers more quickly will be considered to cooperate."

The two disciples of the Ming Xizong were relieved when they heard Wang Yimiao's words. One of them was glad that he had not talked nonsense. He guessed in his heart that Wang Yimiao seemed to know a lot about them. If he had a slight mistake, he would have died on the spot. The other was glad that he still had a chance to survive. He seemed to have walked in the gates of hell just now, and now he no longer dared to hesitate.

"Next, let me ask you the second question, how many level 39 spirit lieutenants are there in you, what are their names?"

"two……"

"Chai Fei and the blue ball."

Now this time the disciple of Ming Xizong on his left answered more skillfully. He could answer the two questions asked by Wang Yimao at the same time by directly telling the two names.

Wang Yimiao looked at the disciple of Ming Xizong on his left and asked, "Tell me about their strength."

"Chai Fei is the second-ranked genius in the strength list. He is second only to Lei Qing in the Ming Xizong, and his blue ball is also the top ten in the strength list. He ranks sixth and is the first young genius in the Lan family in Yekangcheng."

Wang Yimiao has fully confirmed that the two disciples of the Ming Xizong in front of him are telling the truth in order to survive.

So he continued to ask: "Do these two people have personal grudges with any disciple who was closing down?"

"Ran Chengfeng." This time the disciple of the Ming Xizong Sect on his right hand also learned to be smart.

"You said it's more detailed."

"They both met Ran Chengfeng in the secret territory, but they also let Ran Chengfeng escape. They felt that this was their great humiliation, so they both hated Ran Chengfeng."

"Have you ever seen a female disciple who had the cultivation level of a spirit disciple when he was closed? Or she might have been promoted to the cultivation level of a spirit hero." Wang Yimiao asked the question he most urgently wanted to know the answer.

"I haven't seen it before." The two disciples of the Ming Xizong said in unison.

"Then do you know where Zhu Duo is?"

"I don't know." The two disciples of the Ming Xizong answered in unison again.

The disciple of Ming Xizong on his right hand suddenly made an addition: "Chai Fei may know where Miss Zhu Duo is."

Wang Yimiao couldn't help but smile, and now he had found a clue.

"How many sentinels do you have?"

"Six." The two disciples of the Ming Xizong Sect answered in unison for the third time.

"Their location?"

The disciple of Mingxizong on the left hand didn't know how to answer, but the disciple of Mingxizong on the right hand hurriedly shouted: "I can draw it."

Then Wang Yimiao asked both of them to squat down. The disciple of Ming Xizong on his right began to paint on the ground. The disciple of Ming Xizong on his left did not want to sit and wait for death. He also began to draw maps, trying to complete the work before his fellow disciple finished drawing so as to win Wang Yimiao's approval.

In a short while, two similar maps appeared in front of Wang Yimiao and Ji Ying, and the other posts were marked one by one.

Although the disciple of the Ming Xizong on the right hand was slow to draw, he drew very detailedly, and even briefly drew the situation inside the gathering place. However, because he had been watching outside for a long time and knew very little about the matter inside, he did not draw it very clearly.

But this is enough for Wang Yimiao.

After reading the map, Wang Yimiao grinned at the disciple of Mingxi Sect on his left, then raised his hand and threw it into the air, as if he was throwing a doll. Then he punched out, and a shocking fist shadow rose into the sky like a bright moon and hit the disciple of Mingxi Sect heavily. The next moment, the disciple of Mingxi Sect became a rain of flesh and blood.

He easily killed a spiritual master with one punch, and all the moves seemed to kill a chicken and use a ox knife, which scared the disciple of the Ming Xizong on his right hand to his heart.

However, the shock that Wang Yimiao gave him was not finished. Wang Yimiao waved his left hand and suddenly seemed to be an invisible sky blocking the sky, blocking all the flesh and blood rain outside the invisible sky.

Then Wang Yimiao punched out again, and the power of the fist was as powerful as the roar of the dragon. Liulan was restless. All the flesh and blood rain flew backwards like wind and winding in the wind, scattering into the clear blue sky, and even a wisp of powder mist would no longer remain.

The bloody rain of flesh and blood as if the celestial girl was scattered in the end did not stain the clothes of the three people present.

Wang Yimiao stared at the disciple of Ming Xizong and asked with a smile: "Is it wonderful?"

The disciple of the Ming Xizong trembled all over. Not only was he shocked by Wang Yimiao's strength, but he was also afraid that his companions who had called each other a few minutes ago suddenly turned into powder the moment before.

The fear of death completely enveloped him, fearing that he would become the end of that companion.

The urgent desire to survive made him still a little clear. He carefully answered Wang Yimiao’s question: “Brother, he has great magical powers, endless magic power, immortal blessings forever, and longevity with heaven!”

When Wang Yimiao heard this praising, she couldn't help but smile and muttered in surprise: "Are you an undercover agent arranged by the Xingsu Sect in Ming Xizong?"

Wang Yimiao put aside this little surprise and pushed the disciple of the Ming Xizong to Ji Ying, then said, "Miss Ji, please watch him, I'll clear all the guards."
Chapter completed!