I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 334 Trap, no one can survive

After Zhang Jun handed the envelope to Zuo Xiantong, he bowed deeply to everyone, fully performing this righteous drama of sacrificing his life for righteousness.

This is not only to be performed for the people of the Holy Path, but also for the audience outside the arena.

But the most important thing is to show it to the thing below.

Down the well, as a black shadow slowly climbed up the stone wall, the huge centipede's body gradually stretched out.

A pair of eyes quietly opened from this centipede, some as small as pebbles, and some as big as a human head.

They are everywhere in every corner of the centipede monster, from head to tail, no one is missing.

These eyes shine in the darkness, as if countless stars are embedded in its body, but their light does not have any warmth at all, but instead exudes a cold and evil aura.

"Faster, faster."

The old monk on the centipede's back opened his eyes. There were no pupils in his gray-white eyes. His eyes were focused on the wellhead above his head, waiting for this moment. He had been waiting for a long, long time.

"Everyone, take care!"

Zhang Jun walked to the mouth of the well, sat by the well, and said goodbye to everyone.

"Congratulations to the Holy Son!!"

Wang Xiansheng and others were lying on the ground, crying louder than anyone else.

He received many favors from Zhang Jun along the way, otherwise he would have died in Shenxiang long ago.

Now I have long been moved by the spirit and mind of the Holy Son, and I am crying so hard that I wish I could throw myself into the well to sacrifice in the place of the Holy Son.

Zhang Jun glanced in the direction of Zuo Xiantong one last time, nodded towards him with a smile, and then jumped into the well.

Hearing the crying above the wellhead getting louder and louder, a shadow shook and rushed down from the wellhead in a flash.

"coming!!"

The old monk's eyes widened, and countless pairs of eyes locked on the figure in the darkness in an instant.

But in this flash of lightning, the figure disappeared.

“Where are the people??”

A flash of confusion flashed in the old monk's eyes, and a strange aura continued to spread on his body, but soon the old monk discovered that the surrounding light was rapidly darkening, and the darkness that even his own vision could not see through was quickly covering the entire cave.

The old monk was stunned for a moment, and his vision was constantly shrouded in darkness, a power that made him feel very strange.

This is not the ability of trickery, but like the power of some kind of god.

"who is it!!"

Realizing that someone was obstructing him, the monk's face darkened and he clasped his hands together. The densely packed eyes on his body were actually filled with brilliant golden light, trying to dispel the darkness.

"Shhh!!"

A sword light came out from the darkness. The sword light cut through the void, with unparalleled sharpness, pointing directly at the old monk's head.

"boom!!"

The old monk slapped it with his backhand, shattering the sword light. At the moment, the centipede under him was already like a giant dragon rushing towards the direction of the sword light. Countless golden lights shot into the void, illuminating the entire cave.

A figure was illuminated for a moment in the darkness.

"caught you."

In just a blink of an eye, the old monk immediately locked onto the other party's traces.

The other party's figure flashed and tried to escape, but the old monk's reaction was faster. He turned his palm over, and a powerful suction force came from his palm, sucking the figure directly over.

Zhang Jun's heart sank, and for a moment he felt that infinite treacherous power was coming towards him like a mountain of treacherous power.

This feeling was more terrifying than the pressure Bai Jun put on him.

At the same time, the limbs of his body also began to become stiff. Just as Gao'emei said before, as long as you let this centipede see you, it will immediately be tricked and turn into a puppet.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun immediately took something out of his storage bag and put it on his head.

【True Flavor Hot Pot】(Exotic Treasure)

You can cook any food. Not only can the food be greatly improved, but if it is the best food, you can also get additional special effects.

If you are caught in a trick, you can place this pot on your head to gain immunity to the trick.

However, the deeper the pot is, the heavier the pot will be. How long it will last depends on the user's ability.

This thing was originally a rare treasure obtained from Mi Shen's Palace in the last competitive world, but unexpectedly it came in handy here.

With the authentic pot on his head, Zhang Jun immediately felt that all the strangeness in his body disappeared.

Then he didn't try to break free from the old monk's control. This old monk was the source of the trick, and his strength was far superior to him.

Therefore, Zhang Jun not only did not resist, but followed the old monk's power to quickly approach. Suddenly he raised his hand and activated the Dan Meridian Control Technique. A hazy aura burst out from his palm and covered the old monk's body for an instant.

"It's for you."

The old monk frowned, but he didn't care at all about this faint wave of air. Even the most poisonous thing in the world was useless to him.

A pair of eyes focused on Zhang Jun. In an instant, Zhang Jun heard a "click" on his forehead. Unable to stand the centipede's gaze, Zhang Jun suddenly exploded.

The moment the Zhenwei pot exploded, Zhang Jun felt a strong shock wave coming from above his head. His body felt like being hit by a heavy hammer. In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of strange forces were involved in his body, causing his body to tremble. The physical body is rapidly deforming visibly to the naked eye.

But at this moment, he saw a flash between his eyebrows, and the spirit of thunder appeared above his head, stirring up infinite thunder and exploding in the void.

With a sound of "Whoosh!!", the Biluo Sword rose into the air, and the layers of formations on the sword were interlocked and quickly activated.

Following Zhang Jun's thought, the sword's edge burst out with endless sword rays and struck the old monk with thousands of hectares of thunder.

"How dare you do anything in front of a poor monk in the blurry candlelight!"

The old monk looked at the changes in front of him, with a look of surprise on his face.

It seems that he is surprised that someone can actually see the thunder method practiced to this extent. This is just entering the Tao. If he can be given time in the future, the land's true immortal will be just around the corner.

But it was soon replaced by greed, and his eyes revealed a ruthless look. As long as he ate this kid and jumped into the well, he would be able to complete his transformation and become immortal.

Immediately, the huge centipede under him opened its huge mouthparts, ready to eat the kid in one bite.

“Ding dong dong dong…”

Countless sword energy slashed at the centipede, unable to move it at all. Seeing the beast getting closer and closer, Zhang Jun's body became stiff and he couldn't even dodge.

But at this moment, another long-planned sword light pierced the void. As soon as this sword came out, the thousands of sword shadows that Zhang Jun had just condensed were pulled at the same time and gathered around this sword light, forming a terrifying sword. River, chopped directly on the centipede's body.

The sword slashed hard behind the centipede, and in an instant there was a loud "Boom!" sound. The huge centipede's body was severely knocked out and hit the wall of the cave.

A huge dent appeared in the body instantly, and it was obvious that he had suffered extremely serious injuries.

I saw the Holy Son, holding a [Black Lantern], flickering in the darkness like a ghost, and the Qinghong Sword in his hand kept slashing down.

From time to time, Buddha's light appears on the sword's edge. The Holy Son, who has inherited all the Buddhist teachings from the Holy Monk, is as powerful as a third-level Taoist.

This is also the reason why Zhang Jun chose to use himself as a cover. Dozens of swords struck down in succession, and the entire sacred mountain trembled.

Everyone on the top of the mountain looked at each other, wondering what happened. Why did it sound like there was a fight below? ?

"No! There is something under the well??"

Everyone rushed to the mouth of the well to wait and see, but they could only hear the sound of fighting and could not see what was going on below. They could only see the darkness below and nothing could be seen clearly.

"Hey hey hey..."

At this time, Wang Xiansheng suddenly noticed that the wisp of white mist transformed by Mr. Bai beside him was emitting bursts of weird laughter.

A bad feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

"Asshole, what are you laughing at!"

"What are you laughing at? Laughing at you idiots, laughing at your stupidity. Where is the prayer well? Do you really believe there is such a thing??"

After hearing Mr. Bai's words, everyone had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

But some elderly elders scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, the matter of the prayer well has been recorded a long time ago. In that battle, there were scum in our human race, and they turned against each other before the battle. Isn't that why it happened?" Is there a situation where deception is flourishing now?"

This matter has long been concluded and has been circulated as a negative teaching material to this day.

Not only the holy way, but also Shenxiang. Originally, Lord Bai's palace had many details about that battle carved on it.

However, Bai Jun laughed even louder.

"Who told you about this matter from beginning to end? Did the gods themselves say it, or did someone witness the whole incident?"

Now everyone was speechless.

All the participants died that year. It is said that they were traitors who rebelled against the human race. After throwing the Buddhist monks into the prayer well, they all turned into ghost gods.

Bai Jun is one of them.

People in the holy way only know the truth of that year from the murals left over from history and the stories passed down orally.

Seeing that everyone was speechless, Bai Jun sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Why don't you think about it this way, if there were no traitors back then, it was the old Buddhist monk who had surrendered to the God of Deception, and it was he who killed a group of Buddhist monks as sacrifices Woolen cloth?"

"Nonsense, impossible!"

Some people don't believe what Mr. Bai said and think that Mr. Bai is talking nonsense.

But Mr. Bai didn't care about this, he just looked at the well in front of him:

"There is nothing impossible. There is nothing wrong with cultivating immortals, and the gods will not be willing to let you become immortals. In the eyes of the gods, you are just a group of tools.

Otherwise, there would be no disaster and no merit.

It is even said bluntly that all living beings, and even this world, are nothing but the alchemy furnaces of the gods.

It was only after the old monk learned the truth by accident that he turned his back on the battlefield, because he found that if he wanted to truly become a god, the right path had long been blocked by the gods, and only by walking on the edge of the sword could he have a chance. "

Bai Jun showed a sinister smile on his lips and spoke an elixir-making method in a leisurely manner.

This alchemy method uses heaven and earth as its materials and all living beings as the elixir material.

It's just that there are two main medicines mentioned, the deceitful one, the source of all deceptions, and the holy one, the hope of all living beings.

When the two are combined, a true immortal can be achieved.

For this game, the old monk has been planning for a long time. Whether it is Shenxiang or Holy Path, they are all prepared for this day.

Smiling, smiling, Mr. Bai's expression gradually became weird: "Poor old monk, how did you know that you yourself are also a blind man!"

As he said that, Bai Jun suddenly flew into the well, but instead of rushing down, he crashed into the thick and huge wood in the well.

In an instant, the originally silent giant tree began to revive.

The entire sacred mountain shook, and countless huge roots began to tear apart from the sacred mountain.

"No, leave quickly!!"

Yang Qingshan and others' expressions changed drastically, and they immediately summoned their magic weapons to escape, but they just rushed into the air.

He saw the clouds tearing apart above his head, and a crack suddenly tore from the sky.

A hollow single eye gradually illuminates the earth.

When Yang Qingshan and others saw this scene, their hearts were shattered, and an unprecedented fear surged out of their bones. At this moment, the true energy in their bodies began to surge wildly.

Yang Qingshan did not dare to be careless, so he immediately unsealed himself and forcibly returned to the Taoist realm. He used the Taoist realm to cultivate and forcibly suppress the raging true energy in his body.

At the same time, Yang Qingshan and others looked up to the sky and shouted: "Host, we surrender, take us away quickly, quickly!!"

Everything is a trap. If they stay here any longer, they will all die.

At this moment, they don't want any treasures from heaven, materials or earth. They can throw away all the treasures they got in the treasure house of the gods.

But when Yang Qingshan and the others shouted this, they found that there was no response at all.

"Master, Master, quickly, let the host take us away, we surrender!!"

He Xinhuan and others who followed closely behind also realized that the situation was not good, and immediately shouted loudly, hoping that the master in the arena should always pay attention to the situation, and immediately protested to the host.

But what they probably didn't expect was that at this moment, everyone in the arena actually protested.

"What's going on? Why did the host suddenly lose his screen?"

Elder Li and others walked down from the auditorium and roared at the host in charge of this competition.

It turns out that when the Holy Son threw himself into the prayer well, the scene in the arena suddenly stopped.

All that was left was a gray screen with nothing to be seen.

The host also looked confused about this, saying that they had never encountered this kind of situation before. It might be that there was a problem with the formation in the arena, and they had already been repaired.

But watching the time pass by, it seems that there is no intention to recover in the arena now.

Now the four elders of the Wusheng Sect could not sit still.

You must know that time in the competitive world is not equivalent to time outside.

A day in the competitive world is just a short cup of tea to the outside audience.

Even if they pay special attention to someone, when watching, it feels a bit like they are speeding up.

It's just that because of the formation, the viewer will ignore the feeling of acceleration of some time.

This has been delayed for so long and has not been repaired. Who knows what the situation is inside now? ?

The host is already trying his best to maintain the scene.

But at this moment, a burst of strange laughter sounded like crazy talk: "It's like this again, it's like this again, hahahaha, gone, everything is gone, hahaha."

Everyone followed the sound and saw an old man rushing into the arena madly, pointing at the blurred picture and saying: "Conspiracy, it's all a conspiracy, it's a trick played by the gods. They are dead, all dead, no one can Can't live..."

(End of this chapter)