Drunk Immortal Gourd

Seeing the scene in front of him, Qingyang's heart sank. It seemed that his hunch was good. There was indeed a conspiracy behind this matter. But in the end it was still a step too late, and he was trapped in this formation.

The better thing is that there are enough monks trapped in the formation, and they have countless companions to rely on. As long as everyone works together, they may not be unable to escape. But the people behind the scenes have gone to great lengths to set up such a large formation and used jade spirit marrow as bait. Their plans are not trivial. How could they let them escape so easily? It seems like something really bad is going to happen this time.

At this time, other monks also reacted one after another. One monk said angrily: "What's going on? Who did it? Get out of here!"

Some monks also shouted: "How dare you assassinate Grandpa! When I find you out, I will kill you with a thousand cuts to satisfy the hatred in my heart!"

Another monk cursed: "Who is it? Who is it? Do you dare to hide behind and be a turtle? If you have the guts, come out. Grandpa, I won't chop you into dozens of pieces."

More monks were at a loss, asking each other what happened, why there was such a big change all of a sudden, and whether anyone knew the formation outside. There was a commotion, but no one could ask anything, because no one knew the reason.

At this time, someone exclaimed: "Everyone, look at the bodies on the ground."

In the melee just now, at least dozens of monks died. The corpses were piled on the ground haphazardly, and the ground was dyed red with blood. But looking at it now, all the flesh and blood had disappeared, and even the corpses were shriveled. There was no flesh and blood, as if it had been dried for hundreds of years.

How long has it been since you didn't pay attention and it ended up like this? Things were getting weirder and weirder. The blood-colored light curtain shrouded the head, the melted and corroded monks, the missing flesh and blood, and the suddenly dried corpse. The monks were well-informed, but faced with such a strange situation, they still couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts.

A monk screamed miserably: "What's going on? Are we going to be trapped and die here?"

Some monks also cried: "I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!"

Some monks begged into the open space: "Senior, senior, I am just a spectator. I neither dug up the jade spirit dew nor snatched the jade spirit marrow. I have nothing to do with this matter. Please let me go, senior." I have a way out."

The field was in chaos, with people either yelling or pleading, but no one could put forward their own opinions on the current situation. At this time, someone finally couldn't help it and shouted: "Shut up, why are you howling? You're in trouble?" It’s a mess, the casual cultivators in Yuling City are really worse than the last.”

The one who yelled and scolded was Zizhu Weng, one of Suihan's three friends. The three of them were highly skilled and looked after each other. Although they were in the middle of the scene when the chaos just broke out, they did not suffer much loss, that is, they suffered some. Minor injuries. Seeing that everyone was trapped in the formation, just when they were working together, the casual cultivators were in chaos. As the seniors of Yuling City, they had to come forward to organize it, otherwise everyone might be trapped and die here. .

The three friends of Suihan were still very intimidating. Zizhuweng shouted loudly, and the monks present immediately stopped talking and turned to look at them. The unknown is the most frightening thing. With the Qi Refining monk coming forward, everyone has a backbone and they don't seem to be so scared anymore.

At this time, Jia Ting emerged from nowhere. His condition was much worse than that of Suihan's three friends. He suffered a lot of injuries, and there was a terrifying big hole on his back. The bones were clearly visible. If it weren't for the bloody The light curtain suddenly appeared, and maybe he had been beaten to death by everyone.

Jia Ting gasped a few times, then took a deep look at Suihan's three friends and said, "Did you steal the jade spirit marrow?"

Zizhu Weng frowned and said: "We don't have any holding talismans on us. Isn't it obvious at a glance whether we have grabbed the Jade Spirit Essence? We also want to ask you. Just now, the Jade Spirit Essence disappeared during the melee. Was it hidden by you? ”

"I don't have a holding talisman on me, and I'm surrounded by the three of you alone. Where can I find the time to hide the jade spirit essence?" Jia Ting said angrily.

Both sides didn't quite believe what the other said, but after testing with their spiritual thoughts, they found no jade spiritual marrow. They even used their spiritual thoughts to look at the other monks in the light curtain, but none of them found the jade spiritual marrow. whereabouts. Strangely enough, since they started fighting, the jade spirit essence has disappeared, and no one knows its whereabouts.

If there hadn't been something about the bloody light curtain outside, they might have searched the monks present one by one. Now that the enemy is facing the enemy, it would be unrealistic to search them one by one. And they suspected that the jade spirit marrow was probably just a bait, perhaps hidden by the mastermind behind the scenes.

Jia Ting thought so too. Although he hated Suihan's three friends deeply, it was not easy to fall out now, not to mention that he couldn't beat him if he fell out. He could only stare at the purple bamboo man and said bitterly: "Now everyone is on the same rope. Grasshopper, I won’t argue with you for now, but you three have done bad things to me, and I will seek justice from you sooner or later.”

Everyone knows that Jia Ting is just trying to make a fool of himself. Now the bloody light curtain outside and the mastermind behind the scenes are everyone's common enemy. Zizhuweng is too lazy to argue with him so much, he just hums softly. After a sigh, he stopped paying attention.

Zizhuweng turned his head and said to the monks: "Is there any fellow Taoist present who has studied the formation? Come out and tell me what this formation is about."

There are tens of thousands of monks in Yuling City, but not many study formations. As for whether there are any monks here, it's hard to say. After a long time, a little old man came out from behind. This old man was thin, but his cultivation level was not low. He was already at the second level of Qi Refining. His brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be embarrassed by the formation outside. .

"Miao Jingwei, the little old man, has studied some formations, but he can't understand the formation outside." The little old man shook his head and said.

Although the little old man Miao Jingwei said that he was powerless, Zizhu Weng's eyes lit up and said: "Fellow Taoist, is the famous Master Miao in Yuling City? You have long admired Master Miao's attainments in formations. You are too modest. Can't see it. It doesn’t matter, no one can know everything in the world. As long as Master Miao can speak a little bit, it will be much better than us and the blind man trying to figure out the elephant. "

Master Miao is a famous formation master in Yuling City. Because he spent a lot of time on the research of formations, he delayed his own practice. Even though his cultivation is not as good as the three friends of Suihan, he is famous in Yuling City. But no smaller than them. Seeing that the famous Master Miao was here, the monks felt even more at ease.