One hundred and fifty-seventh chapter Xiujie is the first to take the blame
"Let's go, don't talk to him anymore. I think he is probably a guy who abandons his companions and hides when he is in danger." The tall female cultivator called to everyone.
This analysis obviously touched the hearts of several other female cultivators. Wang Chen looked like a scum who sold his friends for glory.
"Leave? No one can leave!"
There was a gloomy sound floating in the air.
The gray smoke slowly filled the air, and in an instant, the visibility here became extremely limited.
A strange and cold breath spreads all over the body, making people sweat and run cold.
"Who is it?" The cold-faced female cultivator drew her sword in her hand and asked vigilantly.
However there was no answer.
In the thick fog, dense figures suddenly appeared, slowly walking over.
The way they walk is very stiff and weird.
Wang Chen's pupils shrank. His eyesight was far better than that of these female cultivators, and he had already recognized that the approaching figures turned out to be walking female zombies.
The whole body is pale, with no clothes or clothing, only a bright headdress, thrush eyebrows and red lips.
The scene was extremely eerie and strange.
At this time, the five female cultivators saw this strange scene clearly. Back to back, they formed a small sword formation and raised their swords on guard.
"Who am I? Haha."
A floating sound came.
"I am Jiba. I think it is too wasteful to let the body rot into bones, so I turned to the corpse path, killed you, and turned you into corpse slaves to accompany me. Your beauty will last forever, wouldn't it be happy?"
"Sword Formation!" shouted the cold female cultivator.
"Silver Demon!"
"You will not die well!"
"I think you must be too ugly and lack of love as a child to become such a pervert!"
When the five people saw the stiff appearance of these women, they didn't know that there were cultivators behind the scenes, and they all yelled and cursed.
Wang Chen felt a sharp pain in his heart.
The five people formed a sword formation, and the sword energy merged into one, rising into the sky.
To be able to come to such a dangerous place as the Ancient Immortal Battlefield for a trial, the five of them are indeed extraordinary.
"Drink." In this sword formation, the leader of the formation was the cold female cultivator.
With a loud shout, she stabbed out with her sword.
A sharp sword energy rotated and stabbed at the nearest female corpse with a harsh whistling sound.
Bang! The woman's penis exploded with a bang.
However, a thick blood-red mist dispersed in the wind, slowly wrapping them in it.
"Hold your breath!" the cold female cultivator shouted.
"If holding your breath works, don't you underestimate me?"
In the gray smoke, the female zombies spread to both sides like obedient servants, and a figure slowly emerged, with a thin figure and a black cloak.
His aura is very powerful and he has already achieved second nirvana.
As he approached step by step, the auras of the five female cultivators slowly weakened.
Min Lang!
The petite female cultivator with the lowest cultivation level could not bear the erosion of the poisonous mist, and the long sword in her hand fell to the ground and fell softly.
This time, the sword formation could no longer be maintained.
The five people fell down one after another and tried to struggle to get up, but their bodies were powerless and their eyes were full of despair.
"Aren't you afraid of revenge from me, the Jin Mei Sect, when you act like this?" The leading female cultivator lost her coolness. Although her tone was forced to be calm, her eyes were full of panic.
After being humiliated and turned into a corpse slave, they could not think of a worse experience than this.
"It's a joke, Jin Mei sent five trial disciples to chase the ancient corpse, accidentally entered a dangerous place, and died on the battlefield of the ancient immortal. Everyone sighed and sighed. Hahahaha!" His laughter was high-pitched, piercing people's hearts.
The unknown female cultivator's expression changed, she was afraid that she would fall into the ancient immortal battlefield and no one would really investigate.
The skinny cultivator was laughing, but in the pink miasma, there was still a person standing motionless in the miasma.
"Who are you?" The skinny figure felt that something was a little unusual.
He had been secretly following the five female cultivators when they entered the ancient immortal battlefield. It wasn't until they came to this remote place after chasing the ancient corpses that he suddenly took action.
Unexpectedly, there was another man at this moment.
A pair of sinister eyes under the cloak, like poisonous snakes in their nests, stared closely at Wang Chen. Wang Chen happened to be looking at him too.
"Are you Jiba?" Wang Chen asked.
The face of the man in black robe was very ugly. He did not expect that someone could actually speak in the midst of the extremely addictive drug he had specially refined, Peony Miasma.
"That's me. I'm only interested in female cultivators. You'd better not be like Xue Wentian who doesn't know how to advance or retreat. Go away."
"I, Jiba, do things with principles." The man in black robe said solemnly, with the air of a master, and even pointed out Jiba's most famous battle that made him famous.
Wang Chen's eyelids twitched and veins popped out.
"You fucking die!"
He was very angry that when he went out for a walk, he would encounter someone pretending to be him to do such evil things. In the end, he would not be blamed.
Can I still wash my face white in the future?
Is it really like what Xiao Yao said, that the ultimate goal is to become a powerful boss?!
The terrifying aura of the third level of Nirvana suddenly exploded, and a bright sword energy penetrated the sky and the earth, and fell like a heavy rain.
Under the lock of Qi, the whole body of the man in black robe was blown by the sword wind. Before the sword light fell, his black robe had been cut everywhere by the sword wind.
He was shocked, and three skulls instantly appeared in his hand.
Bang bang bang! The three skulls shattered instantly, turning into three powerful rays of real power that condensed into a ghostly green shield in the air.
boom!
The shield was unable to block the sword energy at all, and instantly turned into powder.
"Senior, have mercy on me. My brother is Mr. Ji and sits down with Qin Ming. If you kill me, he will not let you go!"
The man in black robe looked at the overwhelming golden light in panic and shouted anxiously.
"If your brother dares to come, I will also dare to kill him!"
The sword energy did not stop at all, reflecting his desperate face. The sword energy became colder and deeper, and it suddenly fell and shattered him into pieces.
"Young Master Chicken, are you very cool? Just like Mr. Tian, he smells like a sissy." Wang Chen thought viciously.
The smoke dissipated, and the female zombie group lost control and fell straight to the ground.
The air became clear again, but the coldness brought by the corpses lingered.
That sword energy soaring into the sky seemed to cut through even the sound.
The scene was very quiet, like a dream in the hearts of the five female cultivators.
The five people were stunned.
In the Jin Mei Sect, they are talented senior sisters who are admired by everyone. Even the youngest female cultivator is also a young senior sister who is known to be talented in the sect.
However, the five of them joined forces, but the evil cultivator was unable to do anything, and was cut into pieces by a sword.
Who is it?
Which genius in the cultivation world is he?
Is it the top 100 in the Qing list?
The female cultivator who had just taught Wang Chen to be down-to-earth and not to brag had a flash of panic in her eyes and avoided his gaze.
The terrifying sword light shocked her and turned her to shame.
Remembering that she had just taught this terrifying master not to brag, she was filled with panic.
But the petite female cultivator was staring at Wang Chen's face, unable to believe that this person was so powerful.
"Killing the flower ghost Qin Kun with one sword, is this really the senior?" The cold-looking female cultivator stood up and saluted respectfully, her eyes even more panicked.
In fact, she is several years older than Wang Chen.
"Where are you disciples?" Wang Chen asked without answering.
"We are from the Jinmei sect." The woman lowered her hands and replied respectfully.
The Jinmei Sect ranks in the middle among the major sects. It is one of the few sects except Yunding Tiangong that only accepts female disciples. It is quite powerful.
"Do you have a teleportation array to go out?" This is what Wang Chen is most concerned about.
"some."
"Would you like to take me out?"
"This..." The woman hesitated. It was taboo to bring outsiders into the sect's teleportation formation. What's more, if this person was really Ji Ba, she would be a little worried.
"Forget it's inconvenient." Wang Chen didn't care.
"...Okay." The female cultivator gritted her teeth. If it weren't for the person in front of her, she and others would be worse off than dead.
"Okay, without further ado, if what I predict is true, the miasma tide will erupt soon, so it's best to go back as soon as possible."
Upon hearing the miasma tide, the five people changed their colors. In addition, what happened just now made them no longer interested in continuing to explore, so they led Wang Chen to speed towards the teleportation array.
There were five women and one man. This pairing was so eye-catching that the cultivators they met along the way couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
"Senior, my name is Jiang Yun. Who are you? You must be famous." The petite female cultivator finally couldn't help but ask.
"I said, I am the one who killed Xue Wentian."
Jiang Yun was stunned.
"Senior, you are really good at joking. You are like this, and you just returned the ring to us. How can you be the eighth grader?"
"What should Jiba look like?" Wang Chen was a little curious.
"I think he is very fat, ugly, and smelly. No girls like him..." The little female nun wanted to say more, but was stopped by another female nun on the side.
She found that Wang Chen's face looked ugly.
"Hahaha." Xiao Yao laughed so hard that Wang Chen looked gloomy and didn't say a word.
Beside the Jin Meizong teleportation array.
"How dare you five bring male cultivators here? You don't know the rules of the sect?!"
An elder who was guarding the Jinmei Sect, with long hair shawl and a cold face, was furious when he saw that a disciple of his sect had brought a man back, and his voice was as cold as winter frost.
The leading female cultivator seemed a little scared and quickly told her about being attacked by Qin Kun.
The elder frowned and looked at Wang Chen for a long time as if he was hesitating.
"Sister, if it's inconvenient, forget it." Wang Chen was very polite.