Mortal Seeking Immortal

Ma Shiyi's heart tightened when she saw the strange smile on Ye Zhou's face.

"Could it be that this person has seen the poison array we set up here? This is impossible. Even a monk in the foundation-building stage would be hard-pressed to detect it without carefully using his spiritual sense to detect it!"

Ma Shiyi was still guessing in his mind when he heard Ye Zhou standing in front of him pointing to the open space below and saying, "Are you really sure you want me to go down and rest?"

Ma Shiyi didn't have time to think carefully about whether there was any deep meaning in Ye Zhou's words, so he nodded quickly and said: "My little fellow Taoist has been rushing here. He must have consumed a lot of spiritual power in his body. Please come with us and take a rest."

There was a look of regret in Ye Zhou's eyes, which made Ma Shiyi feel doubtful and uneasy. But before Ma Shiyi could ask, he saw that Ye Zhou had already started to land in the open space below.

At this time, Monk Wugen came to Ma Shiyi and saw that everyone below was already in the Seven Killing Poison Formation. A look of madness flashed in his usually gentle eyes. Monk Wugen urged with a somewhat dissatisfied message: "Fellow Taoist Ma, What are you waiting for? If you don’t activate the formation now, how can you wait?”

"The net is closed!"

Only then did Ma Shiyi come back to his senses. He looked at Ye Zhou who was on the formation with some serious eyes, and said with some anxiety in his heart: "Wugen, don't you think that person named Wu is a little weird?"

Wu Gen glanced at Ye Zhou and saw Ye Zhou walking around casually in the open space. A fierce light flashed in his eyes: "No matter what weirdness he has, as long as he enters our Seven Killing Poison Formation, even if he is a twelfth-level Qi Practitioner, Don’t even think about coming out alive, do it!”

Ma Shiyi gritted his teeth and took out a small formation flag from his arms. He waved the formation flag lightly and saw the open space below shaking slightly. Everyone looked panicked. Poisonous black smoke rose from the ground, instantly covering everyone in it.

From the poisonous smoke came the panicked shouts of everyone: "It's the poisonous formation! Oh no, we've fallen into a trap! Rootless bald donkeys! It's a good thing that you are still a member of the Buddhist sect, but you are so vicious!"

"Everyone, please hold your breath and release the spiritual shield. Remember not to let the poisonous smoke get close!"

Various spiritual shields of different colors instantly lit up in the poisonous smoke, and then flashed with dim spiritual lights. Wherever the spiritual light passed, the poisonous mist dissipated a lot in an instant. It seemed that several monks were controlling the magic weapon. Attack the poison formation.

Seeing that the magic weapon could dispel part of the poisonous mist, the faces of the monks trapped in the Seven Killing Poison Formation showed a look of joy: "Great, everyone, work harder! As long as we keep attacking the poisonous mist, sooner or later we will be able to eliminate the poisonous mist." All the fog has cleared!"

"When I get out, I must kill this old bald donkey Wugen with my own hands!"

"Count me in!"

"I'm going to kill him too!"

In mid-air, the rootless monk sitting on the futon couldn't help but show a proud smile after hearing everyone's words, and spat viciously: "Bah, you poor ants still want to kill me. , Go ahead and dream! Let you ants see how powerful my Seven Killing Poison Formation is!"

As soon as Monk Wugen finished speaking, he saw Ma Shiyi waving the formation flag, and a dim black light shot out from the formation flag, hitting the Seven Killing Poison Formation below. Suddenly, a burst of black mist rolled in the Seven Killing Poison Formation, and large waves of Gray-black poisonous mist poured into the poisonous formation from the ground.

The monks trapped in the poison array finally managed to control the magic weapons to disperse some of the poisonous mist. Then more poisonous mist appeared in an instant, and the poisonous mist continued to corrode the magic weapons in their hands and the protection on their bodies. cover.

The monks knew that this situation was very unfavorable to them. They were afraid that they would not be able to hold on for long in this poisonous formation, and a feeling of despair suddenly arose in their hearts.

For a time, the shouts and curses in the Seven Killing Poison Formation continued, and every monk was cursing Monk Wugen with the most vicious words. Little did he know that these words fell into the ears of Monk Wugen, and they had no other effect besides making him feel surprised.

The fiercer the monks below cursed, the darker the look on Monk Wugen's face: "Course and hate, anyway, each of you will soon turn into wisps of dead souls in this seven-killing poison array!"

Amidst the shouts and curses of the monks, not long after, the wailing sounds of everyone came from the poisonous mist: "My eyes, my eyes hurt! I can't see anything!"

"Damn it, I feel so itchy! Whoever does well, please use a knife to cut off my flesh! It will stop itching after cutting it off!"

"Rootless old bald donkey! If you have the ability, let your grandfather and I come out and let me fight you alone. What kind of hero can you be if you use poison in secret?"

Under the erosion of the poisonous mist, several monks could no longer bear it and begged for mercy from Master Wugen: "Master Wugen, please be merciful and spare my life. Everything in my storage bag will be returned to me." you!"

"Master Wugen, you are a compassionate monk, please give me a happy life!"

But these words did not make Monk Wugen feel any compassion. Under his constant urging, Ma Shiyi kept waving the formation flag in his hand, urging the Seven Killing Poison Formation to release more poisonous mist.

As time goes by, under the erosion of a large amount of poisonous mist, several monks with low cultivation levels have been poisoned in this formation, and the remaining monks with higher cultivation levels are also dying, with no trace of soul left in their bodies. Powerful, magical weapons flashing with dim spiritual light were randomly discarded in the formation.

Ma Shiyi, who had been activating the poison array, put away the array flag in his hand, turned his head to look at Monk Wugen and said, "Wugen, I think it's almost done. It's time to go down and collect the spoils. If we don't withdraw the poison, The fog will probably damage the magic weapons that are discarded in the formation, and they won’t be able to be sold at a good price.”

After listening, Monk Wugen nodded. Just as the two were about to land the magic weapon on the open ground, they heard a voice coming from behind them.

"Two seniors, please wait a moment."

Monk Wugen turned his head impatiently and looked at the monk surnamed Liu who had been quietly behind them: "What do you want to say?"

Monk surnamed Liu showed a hint of hesitation on his face, but after seeing the impatience on Monk Wugen's face, he made up his mind instantly.

"Senior Wugen, you saved me from the brink of death, I am very grateful to you. I have also helped you set up many formations over the years, and you have also gained a lot of benefits from them. I think I have repaid your kindness."

Monk Wugen's face changed when he heard this, and a chilling light flashed in his eyes: "So you want to leave now?"

When the monk surnamed Liu saw the chill in Monk Wugen's eyes, he was frightened and stepped back unconsciously. When his eyes glanced at the Seven Killing Poison Formation below, he seemed to have made up his mind again: "I hope the seniors will help me. Please rest assured, the two seniors, I am not such a person who does not know the importance of things, and I will never say anything that should not be said outside."