Chapter 148: Crazy temptation on the verge of death
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the moving white mist slowly began to evaporate, becoming more and more intense.
This is a sign that the miasma tide is about to appear.
Under the tide, no matter who it is, they must come out of the ancient immortal battlefield.
The tense two sides have entered and exited the ancient immortal battlefield countless times, but they still don't understand this truth. The five masters are like taut springs, ready to take action at any time.
"You two will stop them in a moment, and I will kill Jiba." Bai Qing'er sent out a spiritual thought.
Li Fanglong nodded slightly. Although he had a hot temper, he was still heartbroken when facing Likong.
The other party is too famous.
Then, he cast his eyes towards the moving mist, as if he wanted to see through the white mist and find the perfect opportunity to take action.
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"Is there any kind-hearted person who cares about me, a seriously injured person..."
The ancient immortal battlefield is not far away from the moving formation.
A bed was built with giant Yuanling stones. Wang Chen's face was covered in blood and he was moaning on it while wearing rags.
It's like lying in bed under a comfortable quilt.
He had no idea that a dead end had been laid outside the moving formation not far from him, and now he was about to fall asleep.
"Wang Chen, the fish here have long been dead and running away."
"The wild goose has been plucked by you. Don't let this Yuanling Stone corrode your soul and sink deeper and deeper into the abyss of crime. It's time to go!" Xiao Yao shouted.
"I think my acting skills have improved." Wang Chen, who had wasted a long time expressing his expression, no longer had much confidence in waiting for something to happen, and sat up all of a sudden.
"Your bullshit acting skills embarrass me to death! Are you still making progress?" Xiao Yao frowned with a bitter sigh.
"Wang Chen, have you noticed that it's getting dark?" She suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Nonsense, it always gets dark."
"No, this black color is a bit strange. I always feel as if a pair of black eyes are staring at me, making me feel cold all over."
Wang Chen frowned and got out of bed.
He also found that something was wrong.
Sure enough, it was very strangely dark, with bright red blood in the darkness.
"How long have we been here?" Wang Chen suddenly asked.
It’s been almost seven days. Xiao Yao thought about it.
"Seven days?" Wang Chen remembered Ye Jiu's words, there is a tide of miasma that occurs once every seven days... Those who fall in it will die!
Go, he put away the Yuanling Stone bed and rushed towards the moving formation.
It's getting darker.
Looking at the white mist in front of him, Wang Chen was determined. As long as his body touched the white mist, he would instantly appear outside the formation.
"But now that we're here, I haven't seen what this legendary miasma tide that can swallow up the sect master looks like. Why don't I wait and take a look? It's not in vain to come here?" Wang Chen was curious.
He was so worried that he was invulnerable to all poisons. If this miasma tide was not as terrifying as the legend said, he would even want to find an opportunity in this place.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Yao knew something was up when he saw Wang Chen's expression.
"The time is coming, let's go!" she urged.
Wang Chen raised one foot and made a stepping gesture, but the foot was hanging in the air, as if a immobilization technique had been cast.
Less than an inch below his feet, there is billowing white mist. As soon as his footsteps fall, he will be teleported out in an instant.
He kept this posture and looked behind him.
There was faint black mist billowing in the distance, with red thunder flashing in it. Even from such a distance, the destructive aura coming from the red thunder still made his heart palpitate.
"Is this the miasma tide? It seems to be spreading very slowly, but Ye Jiu said it is like a scourge."
He just didn't take it seriously.
Suddenly everything in front of me was pitch black, just like being in a very bright room and suddenly all the light was lost.
He instantly realized that he was afraid that this was the real miasma tide.
In such darkness, even the practitioner's eyes can't see anything, which is indeed strange.
"But fortunately, I was prepared! Wang Chen felt a hint of joy in his heart."
The foot that was hanging in the air stamped down hard.
Snap!
The clear sound of stomping feet penetrated the eardrums. However, there was no feeling of transmission.
Bang bang bang! Wang Chen was furious and stamped his feet several times, but there was no reaction at all.
And the touch from the soles of my feet is different every time.
He was stunned and suddenly had an illusion.
He stood still, but the space around him was twisting and flowing towards one place.
It was like a giant beast sucking in a big breath and swallowing him up. This kind of magical power was unheard of and exceeded his own understanding.
He mobilized all his true energy, trying to escape from this strange space, but the essence of the six true qi was compressed and stayed on the skin, unable to shine through at all.
At the same time, a strong force of gravity pressed him firmly down, making him unable to move at all.
"This is a big deal..."
Wang Chen sadly passed by such a thought, drifting with the tide in the darkness.
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Moving outside the formation, the white mist was like waves, constantly rolling.
There was a hint of blood in the pure white mist, which was very strange.
The cultivators who frequent the ancient immortal battlefield all know that the miasma tide is about to break out.
The five young masters belonging to the two true immortals are like five lit bombs, ready to take action at any time.
The execution hall law enforcers in front of Bai Wu walked stiffly and pressed closely to both sides. They understood that when Ji Ba's figure appeared in the moving formation, it was when the war broke out.
Still standing in front of the formation is seeking death.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the rolling fog, but as the fog gradually thickened, expressions of suspicion, shock, and disbelief were revealed.
Eventually, the mist turned into pitch black.
"It's the miasma tide that broke out in full force! Jiba didn't come out?" Everyone's expression changed.
How is this possible?
There have been appalling fairy meteor incidents in the miasma tide.
It is said that the head of a powerful sect went deep into the ancient immortal battlefield and found a secret realm. Just when the great opportunity was about to be obtained, the miasma tide quietly approached.
Originally, the leader had enough time to escape, but he was unwilling to give up the great opportunity in front of him. He relied on his deep magic power as a great cultivator and tried to resist for several breaths, but the result never appeared again.
The life-marked jade slips left in the sect were also shattered.
Under the tide of miasma, the leader of the sect will also fall.
Not to mention a small score of eight.
"It saves me the trouble of taking action." Liakong's voice was low, and he and Shuhei turned around and walked towards the teleportation array.
Bai Qing'er frowned.
"Humph, it turns out he is an idiot who doesn't know how to advance or retreat." Li Fanglong snorted coldly, and when Li Kong left, he felt relieved.
"Brother Ji... you are actually dead?" Ye Jiu felt a trace of grief in his heart, unbelievable.
Not only him, but also the law enforcement officers who had witnessed Wang Chen's ferocious power all had incredibly complicated thoughts.
Killing Xue Wentian was an achievement they could not achieve even in their dreams.
A master who can become the strongest young cultivator in the cultivating world.
He actually died like this?
In addition to being shocked, many of the execution hall law enforcement officers who had suffered great losses showed a look of gloating on their faces.
No matter what, even if Wang Chen had his tail between his legs a second ago, he is still dead at this moment.