Chapter 201 Chrysanthemum residue, full of bruises
"Retribution? I don't know if I will suffer it, but yours has already come."
Under Jun Buqi's kind guidance, the male cultivators, who were suffering from anal pain and shame, picked up their weapons one after another and surrounded the man who was trapped by Jun Buqi's clone.
Although some of them already felt that their legs were weak, the energy in their hearts was supporting them, and they vowed not to be human unless they avenged this revenge.
As for the female nuns, they were still covering their faces in shame and did not dare to see anyone.
Fortunately, both of them are female cultivators, otherwise they would probably not be shy at the first moment, but would rise up to kill.
Even though they are all monks, they still value their own innocence.
When the formation was removed and the person who arranged it saw a group of monks staring at him as if they were choosing to devour others, he felt his scalp numb.
Then an idea flashed in his mind and he shouted: "You, what are you doing? Misunderstanding, everyone misunderstood! I am also a victim, someone wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife..."
The male cultivators who originally wanted to kill someone to vent their anger were stunned for a moment when they heard this.
Unfortunately, Jun Buqi's clone was already prepared for this.
Duan Ziyan's figure, under the guidance of Jun Buqi, appeared here and pointed at the person who arranged the arrangement, "This person is the person behind the scenes. He first used poison to confuse our minds and let us kill each other."
, let the ancient corpse in this ancient tomb be reborn with blood... Fortunately, with the help of an expert, I was able to kill the ancient corpse. This person who can control the corpse of the dead must be a remnant of the Corpse Ghost Sect, and is undoubtedly a member of the Heaven and Earth Sect.
Everyone gets it and kills it."
Duan Ziyan's identity is there, so what he says will naturally carry enough weight.
Moreover, the so-called expert had warned them before, but the warning came a little late, and they had already been tricked by then.
As a result, everyone once again launched a siege on this person...especially Bai Qi, Duan Ziyan's suitor.
Thinking of what he had done with Monk Liujie before... he didn't know how to face Duan Ziyan, hoping she didn't know!
Bai Qi could only deceive himself and others this way.
Although Monk Liujie's thoughts were not that complicated, the previous incident was also unacceptable to him, and it was regarded as a great shame that must be experienced in life.
Other people probably think the same way, so they need to vent. Although most of the monks among them are just making up, their momentum is quite scary.
For a moment, the place was filled with sword light, the magic light was boiling, and the spiritual talismans were pouring out towards the man as if they were free of money.
"Go to hell! Suppress the magic world!"
"The mighty heavenly dragon, the great magic spell!"
"..."
"Whole mud horse!"
Although that man also had Nascent Soul realm cultivation, under the attack of so many monks who spared no effort, he only had time to say these three words before he was overwhelmed by the spells.
But he did not die at this time, and the Nascent Soul did not self-destruct. Black mist gradually emerged from the tattered body.
Black mist rose up into the sky and turned into various shapes of monsters and monsters. It screamed and threatened everyone and showed scary faces. Everyone was a little confused.
"Evil, evil cultivator!"
Although the monks present had heard about evil cultivators for a long time, in fact many of them had never seen evil cultivators. Now that they had truly seen them, the feeling was naturally a different matter.
"If I show my true colors, you will all die, you will all die..."
A hoarse roar of pain and unwillingness came from the black mist.
But there were also those who were unmoved, such as the Zixia Fairy Duan Ziyan, who directly took out a rather special colorful talisman.
Seeing this, Jun Buqi's clone couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity that I'm not here, otherwise I could replenish my ammunition!"
When the colorful talisman burned, the colorful rays of light flew away and rushed towards the black mist. When the black mist encountered these colored rays of light, they were ignited one after another.
A shrill scream came from the black mist. The black mist rolled, trying to wrap up the colorful flames and extinguish them. However, the more the black mist surged, the brighter the colored flames burned.
"What a pity, what a pity!" Jun Buqi's clone said secretly.
Then, he asked the monks with his spiritual consciousness.
"Does anyone recognize this person?"
"What? You don't recognize it? No way!"
Jun Buqi's clone was extremely disappointed.
Do you really think he is some kind of chivalrous person?
No, no, it is impossible for his consciousness to be so high. He just wanted to take this opportunity to muddy the water in Chilongze, so that it would be easier for me to act.
The various forces in Red Dragon Ze are currently very balanced. If you want to make them move, there is nothing easier than for monks from various sects to join forces to attack a Red Dragon Ze force.
Especially now that evil cultivators have appeared in this force, this gives people more legitimate reasons, but among these people, no one knows who this person is.
How can this reason be explained to outsiders?
Even when facing the villain, he couldn't directly tell him the reason.
Therefore, Jun Buqi used his spiritual consciousness to ask the remaining monks who had not entered the formation but were still lingering outside the formation.
He turned the appearance of the person behind the scenes into an image for them to see.
Finally, a male cultivator stood up and said, "I, I recognize this person. He is a monk from Nilin Island. He seems to be called Zheng. Yes, Zheng Que. He is from the Zheng family. Nilin Island is also owned by the Zheng family.
Control, in the thousands of miles of Chilongze waters, it belongs to the large western island, leaning towards the northwest, and the dozens of small islands around it are the property of their Zheng family."
"Who are you? How do you know so clearly?"
"These things are actually nothing secret to the vast majority of monks living in Chilongze. As long as you tell the other person a surname or an island, most monks can tell you everything."
"Everyone has heard it too!" The voice of Jun Buqi's clone came to the ears of Bai Qi and Monk Liujie, "Nilin Dao Zheng family, there is something weird in this place!"
When the male and female monks like Baili came out of the formation, the monks outside the formation looked at them with strange expressions.
In order to prevent these monks from asking more embarrassing questions out of curiosity, someone started to pick up the pace and shouted loudly: "Who was the person who led us into the battle before? This must be a conspiracy..."
Everyone, look at me and I look at you, no one knows who that person is.
The voice of Jun Buqi's clone sounded again, "There is no need to be suspicious of each other. That person must be one of Zheng Que's clones. How can anyone else take such a risk for him?"
Bai Qi shouted: "The Zheng family has committed extremely evil crimes. They actually succumbed to evil spirits and were willing to be their claws. They are determined to destroy our human race. Their hearts can be punished and their clan can be destroyed..."
"His heart can be killed, and his clan can be destroyed!"
Someone followed and echoed.
When everyone's emotions were aroused, many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief and reached out their hands to caress the back garden, singing in their hearts, "The chrysanthemums are broken, but the buttocks are full of wounds...".