After the salted fish is rotten, rely on the crow's mouth to revitalize the world of cultivatin

Maybe it was deliberate.

It chose the right person this time, and it happened to choose the four-person group that was weaker in the end and was the guardian of the female disciple.

"Senior Brother Lin!"

Some disciples shouted in horror.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Brother Lin was swept away by the fierce beast, and fell heavily on the wall, coughing up blood non-stop.

The strength of this ferocious beast is too strong, and its speed is extremely fast.

When they came to sneak attack, they didn't even have any time to react, Senior Brother Lin was already knocked into the air.

Severe pain came from the internal organs of the body.

Under this violent impact, his organs suffered severe shocks.

Let him lose his fighting power all of a sudden.

The ferocious beast in the black mist seemed a little excited seeing this. It seemed that it wasn't that it had become weaker, but that the two prey were too strong just now, and now this prey was just right.

The black mist fluctuated more and more.

Que Han felt the excitement of the beast.

A sound like a baby crying came from all directions.

The ferocious beast flicked its tail fiercely, and rushed towards Senior Brother Lin. Its mouth was wide open. In the darkness, Senior Brother Lin was in a trance. Miserable.

The shadow of death hung over his head.

His face was ashen, and it was too late even if he wanted to hide.

Are you going to die?

It's just that this way of death being swallowed by a fierce beast is a bit too aggrieved?

He also didn't know that he was eaten by a fierce beast. It ate his own first. If he ate his arms and legs first, wouldn't he die of pain.

Close your eyes slightly, waiting for death to come.

Suddenly, there was a piercing scream, which came from the ferocious beast. Before he opened his eyes, he felt the air around him rising at an extremely fast speed.

The scorching anger just revolved around him, and he felt that all the moisture in his body seemed to have been evaporated, and his lips were chapped.

"Hey, let me tell you, what are you doing with your eyes closed, kid?"

Do you think you are the Snow White that my junior sister talked about, and you are still waiting for Prince Charming to kiss you awake?

"Little three."

The originally dense black mist in the stone room completely receded at this time.

In front of Senior Brother Lin stood a young man in red.

The youth looks stunning.

With a pair of peach blossom eyes, he was looking at Senior Brother Lin with some distaste.

And around the boy's body, there were dots of golden-red flames mixed with golden light.

Feng Ming turned his head to the side, his eyes were bent, the disgust inside disappeared instantly, and his whole body exuded a sense of joy.

He waved and greeted the two of them.

"Yo, Senior Sister, Second Senior Brother, do you miss me?"

Compared to Senior Brother Lin, Feng Ming is also quite unlucky.

Just after crossing the barrier, he got separated from the big guy.

Without a map, he ran rampant in the cave looking for people.

He originally planned to find the junior sister first, and wanted to confirm the location of the junior sister and the others, but he didn't know what happened, but he couldn't get in touch.

In desperation, he settled for the next best thing and chose to join the large army first.

Fortunately, he was able to contact Que Han, and after confirming the location, he followed the mark left by his senior sister to find him.

From time to time, there is still contact between the two, so that he can more accurately determine the other's position.

But it didn't take long for the contact to be cut off suddenly, and he couldn't get in touch no matter what.

Even the imprint of spiritual power left by the senior sister was broken.

In a flash of his mind, he knew that something might have happened to them.

He turned several times around the place where the imprint of spiritual power was broken, and almost turned the entire stone room upside down, but he didn't find a trace of it.

Even the whole stone room exudes an ancient atmosphere, the dust is all over the floor, as if no one has been there.

Not a single footprint on the ground.

Just when Feng Ming was thinking about whether to re-examine the stone room, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the wide open stone door, accompanied by shock and panic from time to time, as well as occasional screams of pain.

There is also a silky sound, like a spider spinning silk, which is particularly noisy.

The chaotic voices were clearly still not far away, but someone rushed into the stone room without giving Feng Ming any extra time to react.

All of a sudden, the two of them stared wide-eyed.

One was in shock, while the other was full of disgust.

The visitor turned around after being stunned for a moment, and instead of managing Feng Ming, he desperately waved towards the outside of the stone chamber, sending out a burst of spiritual power from time to time to pull a person back.

"Come here quickly."

Her voice was full of urgency.

After a period of chaos, there was finally the last disciple left, and that disciple was the closest to the poisonous spider.

Seeing that the thread of spiritual power had stretched out and was about to pull the disciple back, the poisonous spider was very smart and spun out the spider silk. The white spider thread was full of mucus, and it crazily wrapped around the disciple's ankle. The speed increased rapidly until it entangled both of his legs and pulled him violently towards the dark place.

Feng Ling's complexion changed, and she was about to save someone, but saw other spiders rushing towards the door.

She gritted her teeth fiercely and directly cut off the thread of spiritual power she threw out. The disciple she looked at was the last, and groped around on the wall.

Click

Maybe it was luck, she found the agency.

The stone door closed again with a bang, making a muffled bang.

Only the disciple's unbelievable eyes fell into the darkness.

The other disciples looked at the closed stone gate and breathed a sigh of relief.

He was in a state of distress, with mucus from the spider silk all over his body, his hair was disheveled, his complexion was pale and haggard, and there were bruises under his eyes, obviously the result of several days of traveling without rest.

Fengling abandoned the disciple so directly, none of them showed any other performance, it seems that they have experienced it many times.

There was a bit of indifference in his eyes.

Feng Ming's gaze scanned the disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

He remembered that when the Hehuan Sect entered the cave, there were twice as many people as them.

But now there are only a dozen of them.

It seems that they are not having a good time in this cave.

Feng Ling turned around and leaned against Shimen and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that she looked at Feng Ming's half-smile, which seemed to be a little playful, and her body stiffened involuntarily.

Thinking of the disciple who was just abandoned by him, his unbelievable eyes and complexion were even more ugly.

He even felt that he had lost his image, and was unconsciously a little irritable, so he turned the finger on Feng Ming.

"You sword cultivators don't always pay attention to keeping your mind straight and your body straight, and you even take great pleasure in helping others.

Why, when something happened to our Hehuan Sect, we were all from the same sect of cultivating immortals, so you just watched helplessly?

If you hadn't just stood by at the critical moment, he would still be alive. "

At that time, Feng Ming felt extremely speechless.

He looked at Feng Ling with the eyes of a fool.