Infinite Immortal Cultivation Simulation

Chapter 176.

As soon as Chu Meier came back, she found a group of people sneaking into the store.

What surprised her was that almost all of this group of people were at the Foundation Establishment stage, and the stronger ones were around the Golden Core stage.

Borrowing the moonlight, she hid her figure and looked down at these cat-clad guys.

Judging by their attire, they should all be young and vigorous sect disciples.

What are they doing?
Chu Mei'er glanced back at the way she came. Kai Gu should have already arrived by Yinmoxiu. This group of unlucky guys should be able to meet them.

She pulled up the brim of her hat, covered her face in the shadows, and took Shang Ze to watch the show from a high place.

Seeing Chu Meier come back, Shang Ze relaxed a little.

"Sister Meier, these people can be intimidating, but don't kill them lightly. They are all elite disciples of various sects."

Chu Meier looked at the group of sneaky people below and frowned.

"Elite disciples? Is it like this?"

Shang Ze, "...Looking at their age, they should be elite disciples who have just entered the sect not long ago, with good talents, and core disciples with real strength. They won't do this kind of thing."

Not long after entering the sect...

Chu Meier thought of a few old acquaintances who participated in the sect disciple election together.

Then...would Yao Qian be in there?

With a second thought, these disciples had already started sneaking in. They jumped and entered the courtyard of the merchant.

It was dead silent, and it was astonishingly cold.

The leading male disciple looked around and wiped the sweat off his forehead, "It's okay, come in!"

The disciples outside jumped in one after another.

However, just as they stood firm, they suddenly felt like they were being targeted by a beast. Their scalps felt numb and their hairs stood on end.

The leading male disciple was stiff all over, and turned his head slowly while stiffening his body.

A few men in black didn't know when they would appear, so they stood not far away and stared at them closely.

They were covered in black clothes, like ghosts in the dark night, no one noticed when they appeared...

"Look! What's that!"

"Yes, yes, ghost?"

"What the hell! Such powerful monks... They are the guards next to the goddess, I heard that they can easily kill the strong Nascent Soul Stage."

For a moment, these young disciples were at a loss, and stood stiffly in place, not daring to move.

Here, Yao Qian and others just broke in, and they were followed by a shadow.

This feeling of being locked on by a strong man made Yao Qian's scalp tingle and his hair stand on end.

She stood there motionless, barely forcing out an ugly smile.

"Ex, seniors, we just want to visit the Goddess."

Shadow didn't move, just stood there quietly.

Soon, the disciples of Chiyunmen were already covered in cold sweat.

They can feel that they are powerless in the face of these strong men.

At this moment, the corners of Chu Meier's lips twitched when she was hiding in the dark.

"These disciples are really unlucky, the demon cultivator is here."

Shang Ze clenched his fists, eager to try, "I'm already in the Golden Core Stage, so I can help."

"Need not."

Chu Meier waved her hand, "Almost all the people who come here are in the Nascent Soul Stage and Transformation Stage, you can't beat them."

Shang Ze felt a little aggrieved.

He managed to break through, but it was still useless.

When those disciples were trembling, suddenly, the shadows moved.

They were originally hundreds of meters away from these disciples, but in a flash, they were already more than fifty meters away from them when they reappeared.

"Ah! Run!"

"hurry up!"

The disciples were startled and ran away pushing each other.

The shadow group pushed forward again, this time only thirty meters away from them.

With such a distance, they can feel the oppression brought by the shadow group even more.

These shadows were covered in robes, and they couldn't catch their movements at all. They really looked like ghosts in the dark night, mysterious, treacherous, and murderous.

The disciples heard the sound of weapons.

Bass~
In the dark night, the sharp knife was unsheathed.

Under the moonlight, the long sword flickered sharply, exuding a gloomy coldness.

This frightened these disciples quite a lot.

They were indeed spoiled and spoiled by the sect. They did such a stupid thing because they had some talent, were valued by the sect, and were arrogant and complacent.

These guards are too strong!
If they rush in rashly, they will definitely die!

"Senior, I didn't intend to offend you. I just did such stupid things out of curiosity about the Goddess. Please forgive me!"

"We're going to quit now, senior, don't be impatient."

"Hurry up, let's go, what are you still doing!"

These disciples almost rolled and crawled out.

Yao Qian was also protected by the sect's disciples and retreated.

Yao Qian's heartbeat accelerated rapidly, it was the first time she faced such a strong person, these people could kill them with just a few fingers.

She swallowed nervously, and in desperation, she took out her weapon.

Seeing this, the disciples of Scarlet Cloud Sect were frightened.

They panicked and quickly pressed Yao Qian's hand, "Senior Sister! Are you crazy? How dare you show your weapon to such a strong man!"

"Take back your weapons, let's get out!"

The two sect disciples carried Yao Qian, whose legs were limp and unable to move, directly to the left and the right.

Suddenly at this moment, they heard a gust of wind behind them.

Yao Qian glanced back and almost fainted from fright.

These guards, shot them!
The sharp blade pierced the wind and attacked them with a terrifying aura.

They had already stepped out of the room with one foot supported by each other, but at this moment, they only felt that they were locked in by the bloodthirsty murderous aura, and their bodies were frozen in place uncontrollably.

Extreme fear instantly occupied their minds.

Pupils shrank, and they stared at the approaching sharp blade.

Are you going to die...

A female disciple trembled and cried directly.

"Help, help." She could only force out these two words weakly from her throat.

They waited desperately for pain and death.

Unexpectedly, it was too late.

They heard the sound of the blade sinking into the body.

However, it doesn't hurt at all.

"There is a demon cultivator attacking, you wait to retreat quickly."

A clear female voice sounded beside her ears.

This voice was like pouring a bucket of cold water on their heads, waking them up from their nightmare.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, they turned their heads with difficulty, but saw a few demon cultivators not far behind them at some point.

It turned out that the target of the guards was only the demon cultivators, not them.

Everyone looked up and saw a woman in a red dress standing on the roof.

With her back against a full moon, she was playing with a dagger in her hand, and the other daggers were controlled by her soul power to revolve around her.

Her aura rose step by step, reaching a level beyond their reach.

So strong!

(End of this chapter)