I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 642 Kill her

"whee."

"Oh, it's such a good day, why don't we take a gamble?"

"It's so dirty, so dirty."

"Let's play a still game~"

The ghost stories are like wild horses running wild, no matter whether they are gentle on the surface or malicious words on the surface, they reveal their original weirdness and madness, looking at the nearby disciples of Qingdeng Dao with eager eyes.

Under the rule of [winner and loser], they have lost the opportunity to surrender. Once they choose an opponent, it will only be a life or death outcome.

The power of Kaitan's rules is almost unsolvable at the same level. Qingdeng Dao is a Taoist sect that specializes in magic. Faced with Kaidan who is at the same level as himself but is unreasonable, all he can do is to struggle to his death and use his magic to resistance.

This kind of resistance is equivalent to clearly watching one's own slow death and feeling one's own powerlessness. The spiritual energy in the spiritual sea is constantly being consumed until there is nothing left. Begging for mercy cannot make the ruthless monsters soften their hearts. All they get in exchange is them. More wild and malicious laughter.

The above are not the most painful deaths. Some are unlucky enough to fall into the hands of a ghost talker like [Chu Qianqian] who has a bad taste and likes to torment people. They are aroused by it and are unable to deviate from the rules of the gambling market——

"Oh, it's a pity, I almost won." The charming female figure said hypocritically and without sympathy. The corners of her mouth that puffed out smoke turned up in a weird arc, and her eyes narrowed in excitement and stared straight at the person who fell into her. The disciple in the rules trap said, "Let me see, the bet you placed was on one eye. Now that it is doubled, you have to hand over both eyes."

The disciple stuffed his hands into his eye sockets. The severe pain made his mind clear, but he was unable to stop it.

"Ahhhhh!" He screamed while crying.

The two eyeballs were thrown to the ground, and the disciple covered his face and struggled.

The monster's seductive voice was still penetrating into his mind.

"Don't worry, you still have ears, mouth, neck, limbs, internal organs? After all, you still have a lot of wealth, you can win your eyes back."

"Even if you don't have it yourself, you can still use others as collateral. You see, there are so many fellow disciples around you, and the people you usually hate and hate are also here."

"Come and play~come and win~"

The disciple slowly put down his hand, his eyes were empty and his face was distorted.

He murmured, "Yes...yes, I still have a lot, I want to win it back, hehehehe, I don't have any more, others still have them. Come, come and bet."

The more he talked, the more crazy he became.

The charming girl in palace attire showed a vicious smile that was both successful and triumphant.

A hundred meters away on the right, there is another ghost that is in harmony with it, but the style of its painting is extremely terrifying and twisted.

——The flesh and blood of the human body split, and new flesh and blood grows from it. The person who serves as nutrients is not dead yet, and the wailing sound is horrifying.

Even if the well-informed night travelers accidentally glanced over there, their hair would stand on end. It's not that I'm afraid, it's just physical discomfort.

"I don't want to eat in the cafeteria for a while." Wu Zhien quickly looked away and complained in a low voice.

"It's too fierce, it's too fierce, wuwuwuwu." Cao Ji had tears in his eyes.

Qiao Huai was speechless as he watched him rush into the enemy line in a panic, like a meat grinder along the way.

Although the formation was not disrupted, the crying and shouting was really annoying at the scene. He couldn't bear it and roared: "Why are you crying! These are enemies. If they don't die, we will die!"

Cao Ji took the time to look back at him, only to see a bunch of horrible scenes again. He was so scared that he closed his eyes and waved his hands and feet wildly, "Ahhhhhh, I can't help it. I'm not pitying them, but they are really fierce. ah!"

"..." Qiao Huai looked at the scenes of blood and flesh everywhere he went and felt ashamed! "If you keep yelling, I will advise His Highness when you go back this time and arrange you to another team!"

Cao Ji heard this and his eyes widened, "No!"

Qiao Huai snorted coldly when he saw that he had restrained himself.

In fact, what he just said was deliberately to scare Cao Ji. Their team has known each other for such a long time, how could they just exclude someone casually. The battle below is fierce, and under the constraints of the rules of "Win the King, Lose the Bandit", the advantages and disadvantages are clear at a glance.

The Night Walkers were well-rounded, with majors and minors, and were good at fighting alone, and they also worked well together in small and large groups. When they fought against the Green Lantern disciples who only practiced the Dharma, it was a completely one-sided situation.

I fought with the night angels and was tortured, not to mention encountering strange stories.

The senior officials of Qingdeng Dao were shocked and angry when they saw this scene. The quality gap between the disciples on both sides was like a slap in the face.

A high-level spiritual master in purple cast a spell to kill the eyesores below.

The spell was engulfed in a layer of translucent foam.

If the spiritual master felt something, he looked at Mi Feixue.

The person who took over her spell was Mi Feixue.

As soon as the two sides come into contact, they are locked by the rules of success and failure, and they must fight to the death.

As soon as the high-level spiritual master in purple came into contact with Mi Feixue's strange eyes filled with gray smoke, she thought of the dead Supreme Elder who was still hanging on the wall, and her heart beat uncontrollably, giving rise to an irritating fear in her.

Even the Supreme Elder is no match for Mi Feixue, so how can she fight against him! ?

However, under the power of the rules, the purple-clothed spiritual master found that once she had thoughts or actions of escaping, the sound of chains would automatically appear in her mind, and the rusty battlefield aura would turn into a sharp weapon to strangle her neck, sacrificing her to this A sacrifice from a battle.

"I'll deal with her! You go kill those night angels!!"

Knowing that he couldn't escape, the purple-clothed spiritual master said mercilessly to the other high-level officials of Qingdeng Dao: "Kill them all without leaving any one behind! Do it!!!"

Other high-level officials took action at the same time after hearing this.

The purple-clothed spiritual master stared intently at Mi Feixue.

When she saw the strange thing that had just stopped her reappear, she laughed out loud, "Hahahahaha!"

Her laughter alarmed everyone below, and also alarmed the high-level disciples who had just taken action.

After a moment's thought, they understood what the purple-clothed spiritual master was laughing at - being plotted!

She had just called them to take action, and it seemed that she was going to fight Mi Feixue to the death, and Yongmengxiang would have to pay the price even if she died, dragging a group of night wanderers to be buried with her.

In fact, he was betting on whether Mi Feixue would take action for the life of the Night Traveler, so as to draw high-ranking people like them into the rules and achieve the purpose of dealing with Mi Feixue with her.

She would definitely die against Mi Feixue alone, but not all of them.

The high-level spiritual masters who wanted to understand this all resented the purple-clothed spiritual master.

They would do this even if they were in the same situation as the Purple Spirit Master.

Even if Qing Deng Dao and Yong Meng Xiang are already fighting to the death.

"Let's do it together! No matter how strong she is, she is only one person. She cannot deal with all of us. Kill her so that we can survive!" The purple-clothed spiritual master did not consider the shame of his fellow disciples at all. Instead, he was proud that this was the right thing to do. "Now we are all at the disadvantage." Within the rules, no one can keep it.”

Everyone looked ugly, but did not refute.

The purple-clothed spiritual master was right.

Under the rules, they can work together to kill Mi Feixue first!

Avoid accidentally giving Mi Feixue the chance to defeat them one by one.

The purple-clothed spiritual master never took his eyes away from Mi Feixue, seeing that her face was expressionless from beginning to end, her eyes were obscured by the gray smoke, and she couldn't see the specific expression inside, and she clearly didn't have the slightest trace of panic.

This kind of calmness makes the purple-clothed spiritual master uneasy, constantly arousing her nerves, turning into endless killing intent——

"Kill her!!!"