Chapter 1694: Kind red sister
"Asshole! You..."
The monk in the dark gold silk robe fell on the ground angrily struggling to get up, and the black whip shadow rose again.
"Snapped!"
The dark gold silk robe monk just stretched his right hand on the ground, and the shadow of the burly man's whip exploded, like a fierce giant python slammed on his right cheek.
呯!
The dark golden silk robe monk's head hit the iron fence directly, his entire face was drawn to be deformed, and with a wow, he opened his mouth and spouted a thick rain of blood.
There were a few white Sensen teeth in the blood rain, and it was shocking to see all the monks.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
One whip is not finished, another whip rises, and with the steel whip flashing a ray of spiritual power, the big man in white with a beard headlessly waved the steel whip to the monk in the dark gold silk robe.
Blood is all over!
Every time the whip was hit, a deep bloodstain that was several feet long was torn directly on the dark gold silk robe monk.
After more than a dozen whiplashes went down, the man in the dark golden silk robe was almost beaten.
He has been dying, bleeding all over his body.
The big man in white clothes with a beard made a gesture, and immediately two cold white monks stepped forward and violently dragged the man in the dark gold silk robe that had already lost consciousness, covering his blood all the way.
"Say it again, when you come to the ancient mountain of Xianjing, no matter what status you were before, what status you had, and how big your backstage is! I forgot all about it. Now you have only one status, you are coolies and criminals!"
The big man with a beard looked cold and stern, "You better show Lao Tzu the situation! In the ancient mountain of Xianjing, it is a dragon, and you hold it obediently for me. It is a tiger, you give me the whip in the hands of nine days. I don’t know your identity and background... Coolies listen carefully, now they are quick to keep up with the team, ready to work for Lao Tzu, until the shit!"
The roar of the brawny man with beard resounded through the cell. With the lessons learned from the man in the dark gold silk robe, no one dared to say a word, and one by one quickly stood up and arranged obediently in a line.
The big man in white with a beard saw that his power was effective, he sneered, and pushed and shouted together with a few white monks, driving out more than 20 people from the cell.
"Thanks for reminding me."
Chu Chen followed more than 20 people out of the cell, and stopped together on the square outside the stone temple to wait for departure.
His lips moved, and he used the method of sound transmission to enter the secret to thank the beautiful woman who kindly reminded him before.
I saw the beautiful woman in red with raised eyebrows and a cute smile.
"Little brother, your cultivation level is the lowest, and you have been caught in this ghost place. My sister is just giving you a few words at will. Don't put it in your heart. This fairyland secret mine is a restricted area of life. My sister is too busy to take care of you. , Mainly on your own."
The corner of Chu Chen's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he got goosebumps all over his body when the call of "little brother" called, and shuddered for no reason, but the handy favor of the beautiful woman in red still made him feel good. My heart is warm.
He continued to transmit his voice lightly, "Since the senior sister knows the danger here, why has she been arrested too?"
"Sister, I have a special reason for coming here... Forget it, anyway, if you encounter any trouble in the future, Sister can help, but you can't count on Sister me too much."
There was a complicated smile at the corner of the beautiful woman in red.
Chu Chen looked at it clearly. When the two fierce and wicked disciples in white clothes were looking at the beautiful woman in red, a trace of jealousy appeared in their eyes, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.
It seems that this beautiful woman is a character that is not easy to mess with. Being trapped by the crystal handcuffs can make nine days of life jealous. It should be the loss that people of nine days have suffered before.
"I don't know the surname of Sister Sister?"
Chu Chen asked lowly.
"You don't need to know my last name, just call me a good sister."
The beautiful woman in red covered her lips gently, showing a charming smile.
The corner of Chu Chen's mouth unconsciously twitched again, and suddenly he felt a bit of toothache again.
Although she is a bit of beauty and a slender figure, when she is coquettish, Chu Chen feels weird and has a very clumsy feeling.
can only say that she usually doesn't take this route at all, why does she take this route?
Chu Chen thought it might be her disguise.
And Chu Chen faintly felt that, like Shi Yuyan, she might also hide part of her true appearance.
Standing in the crowd, Chu Chen suddenly came to the rear of the outermost periphery, where several monks in white were gathered, chatting happily.
suddenly found a gray-clothed boy approaching them, and several of them pulled their faces down, "What are you doing..."
They were about to reprimand Chu Chen for cleaning up, but they saw a flash of light in Chu Chen's eyes, like invisible soul ripples penetrating everyone's bodies.
In the pupils of these monks, golden-red vortexes appeared in an instant.
All of them fell into a sluggish state.
When Chu Chen seemed to be preparing for the next move, he suddenly found that the red-clothed young woman's hand was holding the corner of his clothes.
"You can go!"
Two indifferent white-clothed men summoned the monks at the front of the crowd and immediately went on the road. Everyone dared not stop, and immediately followed them out.
The young woman in red didn't say much, Chu Chen was also quiet as if nothing happened.
was taken to the outside of the huge black stone hall, and Chu Chen discovered that there was a white tiger waiting for it.
The ten-foot-long behemoth is cleverly like a cat in front of the disciples of the nine-day-breaking formation group, and from time to time it stretches out its head and rubs it on the two of them, all to please.
The embarrassment of this white giant tiger made Chu Chen speechless.
At the urging of the two disciples in white clothes, everyone got on the tiger's back, and the two men in white clothes stood on the head and tail of the tiger respectively.
It is the brawny man with beard standing on the tiger's head.
He was holding an ancient black iron lamp in his hand, and following the enveloping light shrouded it, the white tiger's arms and legs were energized, and it suddenly rose into the sky. It actually flew directly in the dense fog world at low altitude.
Layers of streamers radiated from the white tiger's body, opening up a visible space with a radius of hundreds of meters.
Hundreds of feet away, all sides are covered by a thick gray-white mist.
Eyes, spiritual sense, and spiritual sense can't penetrate these white fog, and it feels like they have suddenly fallen into an endless chaotic space.
Hu...
The sound of the wind howled, a gust of wind swept in. The hanging white tiger moved horizontally and horizontally. Although it had no wings, it flew extremely fast in the sky and rushed into the deepest part of this misty world.
Chu Chen soon discovered that this white tiger could not be regarded as flying, but only as jumping. The maximum amplitude of this jump was nearly a thousand feet.
"Crack, click..."
The giant tiger took the crowd and galloped through the air for about three hours. Suddenly, there was a dull abnormal noise in front of him. It felt like a certain metal was forcibly broken?
The monks couldn't help but become nervous.
The hanging white tiger was also taken aback, and a sense of fear suddenly appeared in his huge eyes. He was alert since it fell silently to the ground from high in the sky, showing a cautious look.
"There is a situation!"
The brawny man with beard furrowed his brows and pointed his fingers. A dim light shone from the black iron ancient lamp he held in his hand and reflected on the surrounding dense fog~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After a while, the fog rolled , A Dawson white figure slowly gathered from all directions.
Alien creatures?
Chu Chen’s pupils shrank slightly, and the many monks with spar shackles on the tiger's back were shaking, their eyes were full of shock, and they instinctively shrank back!
The ghost image slowly approaching from the fog is clearly a white skeleton. Some of those skeletons are wearing more than half of the broken armor, some are holding rusty iron swords, and some are riding. Skeleton horse with one leg missing...
When these skeletons walked, they were trembling and trembling, as if they could be easily blown down by a gust of wind.
But the evil aura exuding from every skeleton is at least the aura of the first-level Linghe realm!
Chu Chen has heard that the skeletons were originally dead, but they were resurrected because of the evil intentions. Such evil consciousness is basically absent, and only killing intent remains in the chaos.
kill! kill! kill! kill! kill!
Waves of vast, majestic, and full of the smell of death surged in, overwhelming mountains, making the air extremely heavy in an instant.
Every monk feels like there is a big mountain pressing on him, making them like hell. ...
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