Leng Ruo clenched his fists: "Never place your hopes on the kindness of others."
The girls nodded repeatedly.
Silent cries seemed to be heard from the opposite side, mixed with slight gasps. Everyone was indifferent and hard-hearted. They could not do anything.
Those women must have been made into cauldrons. Fortunately, no lives were lost. At least, they also unlocked their spiritual power.
But they didn't.
I don’t know how long it took, but a group of people across the street, both men and women, had packed up. Some people’s eyes were red, and the people here just pretended not to see them.
Zhou Mingzhao had now become the leader of a group of people, and he led a group of people towards the door in high spirits.
Speaking of which, they were not sure whether the place where they were imprisoned was in a house, a cave, or simply a spiritual ship. When they were brought here, everyone was in a coma. When they woke up, they only saw this place.
The space is wide, with wood at the top and stones at the feet. The surrounding walls are painted with powder, and behind the powder are stones, regular stone bricks.
There is only one door in the entire space and no windows. The door panel is thick. If you lie on the door panel and listen carefully, you can occasionally hear faint sounds and know that there is someone guarding outside.
There was nothing they could do about the door before, but now that they have unlocked their spiritual power and can take out their belongings, it is easy to open the door again.
Someone took out a little figure cut from talisman paper and got out of the gap in the closed door.
Hu Nuan and others were still standing where they were. Although they were all watching curiously, no one took a step in that direction.
The female cultivator couldn't help but look anxious. Looking at the motionless crowd, she felt angry but didn't dare to rush her. She stamped her feet and quietly moved over there, taking one step, two steps, and three steps.
When the little paper talisman came back, Zhou Mingzhao was surrounded by a group of people and he stood upright while the others subconsciously lowered their heads and bent over and started discussing.
Finally, they reached a consensus and turned around at the same time, casting mocking, contemptuous and threatening glances at everyone.
Okay, okay, I just won’t take advantage of you.
Then the light flashed, and the thick door panel flew out with a bang. A group of people rushed out holding magic weapons and spell arrays, and some released their spiritual pets and rushed forward. The sound was so powerful that it scared people to death.
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The friends were speechless. Are they afraid that others won't notice? Or are they sure that there are too many people outside to carry out a sneak attack?
Ping ping ping pong, boom rumbling.
Listening to the noise, the group of people was getting further and further away. Was they really broken through? I always felt that it shouldn't be so simple.
The single female nun couldn't wait any longer and ran towards the door without even looking back.
Everyone still didn't move, always feeling that something was wrong.
The figure of the female cultivator ran away for two seconds, then suddenly flew in and fell to the ground, with a sword stuck in her chest.
"You, you—" She was angry and frightened, and died before finishing her sentence.
When everyone looked around, they saw more than a dozen female cultivators leaving and returning, all of them with red eyes.
This is - what to do?
They looked at everyone with ferocious expressions, and one of them spoke their thoughts first: "As long as you are all dead, no one will know what happened here."
Everyone: Silly XX! Go and run for your life! Your brain is flooded!
Shouting in unison, the female cultivators rushed over with murderous intent.
"If you have a sick brain, go to whoever bullies you." Yu You cursed quickly and said loudly: "The people from Jiucang Mountain come forward with me!"
Jiucangshan cultivates his body, even if his spiritual power is locked, he has steel and iron bones that have been refined over the years, and he can always fight against them. It is impossible to say that he can knock people down with just brute force.
In an instant, the disciples from Jiucangshan stood at the front, while the disciples from Chaohua Sect pushed the others back. They had also cultivated their bodies and were not afraid of a group of female lunatics.
Hu Nuan was wondering, should we use poison? However, Xiao Ouhua is not good at academics and has no actual combat experience. Its poison can only poison people to death, and it cannot control the scope. Once it knocks down one of its own, it will be too late.
Refining the antidote.
Xiao Ouhua: Well, I can take drugs, but not everyone can.
Seeing the girls approaching, the disciple of Jiucang Mountain raised his fist, which was harder than a stone, over his head——
Suddenly, a strong spiritual power surged in, knocking all the female cultivators to the ground, vomiting blood.
Everyone was shocked, this kind of strength is not the golden elixir, but the Nascent Soul.
A middle-aged man walked in from outside the door, holding his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling slowly in his own garden.
Everyone's hearts sank, as expected, things would not go smoothly. Judging from the calm and calm appearance of this person, perhaps all their little actions have been under their surveillance, so are they playing a trick on them?
The middle-aged man glanced at the ground indifferently and said calmly: "Get up and stay at your original position. Anyone who resists will die."
He spoke calmly, not caring about human life at all.
The female nuns on the ground were frightened and got up one after another and returned to their original places.
Just a pair of hateful eyes staring at the people opposite.
Everyone: So what does it have to do with us?
There was another corpse on the ground, and the middle-aged man frowned: "Next, if there are any murderers, let's die together."
When a person dies and his luck disappears, what else can they grab?
Then the middle-aged man Shi Shiran went out and left the corpses inside. Anyway, all these people would die in a few days, so there was no need to dispose of the corpses.
The door was wide open, and the figure of the man standing on one side could be seen, as if he was waiting for something.
Sure enough, the distant movement was approaching again, and the group of people who thought they had successfully escaped were pressed and beaten by the opponent halfway, and had to retreat.
One step, two steps, three steps, one, two, three.
Many of them came back.
There are only four or five people who can be seen outside. It is guessed that their cultivation level should be Nascent Soul, because they just block the attacks of a group of people at will, and then sweep them back at will. Jin Dan cannot be so easy.
Someone laughed and joked: "My little kid has a bad temper after being locked up for a long time. You should be happy after making such a fuss. Now that I've played with you, you should stay in it well. I will let you out when I use you."
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Sure enough, they were treated like mice.
A group of people were furious. Seeing that those people were coming up to lock their spiritual power, they didn't know how they had such a tacit understanding, and they ran towards the end with a huff.
The monks on the opposite side thought they were afraid, but Jin Xin and others could see clearly that the people running over were clearly crazy and desperate, and they wanted to die with them.
These crazy people!
It's you who want to escape, you who want to be beaten, you who want to kill you, why do you want to drag innocent passers-by to death one by one?
Ahhhhhhhhhhh.
The monks on the opposite side realized that something was wrong and took action immediately, but they were a step too late. These lunatics, who were determined to kill the suffering compatriots if they could not escape, had already smashed their magic weapons and talismans towards them.
Everyone was inevitably hurt, Hu Nuan suffered the worst. She dodged a talisman to the left and a sword to the right, but there happened to be a wheel that could turn, flying in a whirring curve, and hit her on the back of the head.
The flywheel was quite heavy. The moment Hu Nuan was hit, he felt the warmth of spring blooming in front of his eyes. His soul flew out and he fell forward without knowing what was going on.
