Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 83 Hidden, non-existent

  The possums rushed towards the Rat Man in groups, jumped on him and devoured the flesh and blood frantically.

   On the contrary, it aroused the ferocity of the Rat Man, grabbing the possum and stuffing it in his mouth, the latter had no resistance at all.

   Blood splattered everywhere, and under the stimulation of the strong stench, several scavenging birds hovered in the air.

   But it was torn to shreds by the dark crow again.

  Ren Qing was a little puzzled, how did he feel that the possum called by the Jailer's Hall had no effect at all.

   And the rat-men changed drastically by swallowing flesh and blood, and many of them had swelled to about three meters.

   The reservists who were closer looked at each other, but they didn't dare to make a rash move, so they had to wait in place for orders.

  ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss out

  The rat man devoured all the possums on hand, but still did not satisfy his appetite, and immediately set his eyes on the living people around him.

   A rat man couldn't wait to rush towards a dark-skinned jailer reserve, and the two fought each other.

   It was like sounding a horn, and all the Rat Men headed for the reserve.

  The official jailer is located on the inner side of the temple market, which is safer.

  Ren Qing glanced at the four reservists, except for Yan Jun, who did not recognize the rest, and their strength was sparse.

  I don't know how Lin Cheng's injury is.

After the   reserves panic for a while, they began to fight on their own.

  Even if you can't kill the enemy quickly, you can still have an advantage.

  Ren Qing couldn't stay out of it, a few rat people climbed up the eaves, blood-red eyes full of naked murderous intent.

   However, Ren Qing still stood there, only slightly shifted his pace.

   The Rat Man opened his **** mouth, and his body of four or five meters rose into the air. The tiles were scattered, and the sense of oppression was extremely strong.

  锵!

   Damiao's sword is unsheathed.

   With the breeze blowing, Ren Qing instantly moved several meters.

  The rat man's arm was cut off, and the pain made it roar uncontrollably. Just as he was about to respond, the other arm was also cut off.

Ding.

  Ren Qingpao Ding studied the structure of the rat man like a ox, and couldn't help but flicked the blade, and the crisp sound of the knife sounded.

   Another Rat Man attacked from behind, and while he dodged sideways, he fired one after another with his knives.

The Rat Man in front of    was cut in half after a few knives, and the fallen corpse attracted frantic bites from the surrounding Rat Man.

   Under such circumstances, although the number of Rat People is constantly decreasing, their strength is changing.

   The level of intractability has skyrocketed, even threatening the lives of the reservists.

   Numerous reservists also reacted. Since they are concentrated on the periphery of the temple fair, this task is not an assessment, at least it will involve the rewarded blood crystals.

   They had to grit their teeth and persevere.

   Crows hovering in midair.

   Mr. Li appeared in the high place of the Sendzi Niangniang Temple, next to him was Song Zongwu with four arms and six eyes, and the two sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

   Song Zongwu asked, "Li Tiangang, are you so sure that he can be fooled?"

   "Isn't this already here?"

  Li Tiangang changed his words and said: "It seems that there is a good seedling in the reserve. It should be led by Song Lao. The strength is not satisfactory, but the degree of alienation is well controlled."

  “…”

  Song Zongwu looked at Ren Qing who was at ease and frowned.

  Li Tiangang is a compliment on the surface, but it actually means a demeanor, implying that some monks are timid in order not to alienate.

   But Song Zongwu always felt that with Ren Qing's talent, it was impossible for him to have only a slight improvement in strength after not seeing him for such a long time.

   In fact, the two of them also had a temporary idea, and simply took the opportunity to see the quality of the reserve.

   Here, chaos arises.

  The hyena-like reservist was besieged by several rat people, and he was already injured a lot.

   He originally thought that the Jailer Hall would protect his life, but then he realized that the Jailer had no intention of taking action at all.

  The hyena monk suddenly panicked, for fear of dying because of it.

   He looked around, his mind moved slightly to fixate on the nearby reserve soldiers, and he quickly ran towards one of them with his limbs.

   It was true that some ratmen were attracted to the past, but the movement also caused more ratmen to chase the hyena monks.

  The hyena monk noticed Ren Qing, who was obviously more skilled in killing the enemy, so he brought four or five ratmen to prepare once and for all.

   Ren Qing found out about the hyena monk's plan to bring disaster to the east, killing intent rose in his heart, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  As the hyena monk got closer to Ren Qing, the hair on his body began to fall off, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

  The Rat People are not wise enough, so in their eyes, the smell of their prey is becoming less palatable.

   On the contrary, Ren Qing's strong blood is like a torch in the dark night.

  The Rat Man decisively turned around and rushed towards Ren Qing.

  The shadows formed by the five rat people directly blocked the sunlight.

The   reservists were a little surprised when they saw this, and looked at the hyena monk with a mixture of fear, and even subconsciously turned away from the other party.

   Huang Ziwan was stunned for a moment, then rushed towards Ren Qing without caring so much.

  Mu Yi was much calmer, and he ignored Song Zong's expressionless expression.

   In the eyes of the others, Ren Qing was already a near-death experience, but in fact, he didn't panic at all, and even leisurely wiped the Damiao knife and put it away.

  The strange mouth cracked open in the palm of his hand and let out a strange laugh.

  Ren Qing does have plans to cover up his cultivation in the Ghost Envoy.

   But clumsy?

  I never thought about hiding.

   This world is where the weak eat the strong, and only by showing value can we obtain resources that become stronger.

   Besides, Song Zongwu was present, so many reservists were called up. Isn't the intention to see these reservists clearly?

   Kaka Kaka Kaka.

The    dragon snake ridge stretches out.

  Ren Qing lowered his head, the white bone chain brushed across his cheek, directly piercing the head of a rat man, and his brains fell a little.

  The bone blades of the dragon and snake ridges rubbed against each other, making a sharp sound, as if it were a rattlesnake preparing to forage.

The    bone chains formed an airtight circle, covering the other four ratmen.

  The hyena monk was stunned, fear flashed on his face, and he ran in the opposite direction.

  The minced meat that the corpse of the Rat Man turned into piled up into a mountain bun, and Ren Qing stood on it, holding a dragon-snake ridge dozens of meters long in his hand.

"go…"

  The dragon snake ridge roared out, and in the blink of an eye, it caught up with the hyena monk who had chosen his way, and then directly pierced his shoulder and pulled it back.

  The hyena monk let out a miserable cry, but no one showed pity, and they all stood on the sidelines, and Huang Ziwan even applauded.

   However, Huang Ziwan was also a little surprised. When did Ren Qing master the technique, is it because of his talent?

  The hyena monk was pulled in front of Ren Qing, and he frantically begged for mercy regardless of his face.

"Do not kill me…"

  Ren Qing touched his chin, he noticed that Song Zongwu did not stop him.

   Then there is no hesitation.

  The dragon snake ridge cut off the limbs of the hyena monk, and then directly stabbed it into his head, and performed a brutal resection of the frontal lobe of the brain.

  The hyena monk's expression was sluggish, and his intelligence had completely dissipated.

   It was only because the strange object was temporarily inconvenient to deal with, so it did not hurt its life.

  Song Zongwu's eyes were slightly red, and a half-meter dark crow fell, grabbed the hyena monk and flew away.

   (end of this chapter)