Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

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But he saw the bloody hand waving in the air, and in the blink of an eye it appeared above Shui Miaomiao, who was almost running to the foot of the mountain.

Snapped!

The big hand clapped, and a scream came from the foot of the mountain.

Shui Miaomiao died!

The bloody hand grabbed it again, flew back in a moment, and threw a ball of rotten meat directly in front of the disciples. Above the ball of rotten meat, Shui Miaomiao's soul had not dispersed, and she was kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy in fear.

Everyone onlookers were so scared that they fell into silence.

Wu Feng withdrew his bloody hand and spat out several streams of black air to wrap the watery soul and rush into the corpse on the ground.

After a while, the flesh and blood on the ground squirmed, twisting like molten wax.

Soon, a naked new Shui Miaomiao appeared, but her skin was as black as a stone sculpture, and only her two eyes were still flesh and blood. There was still panic in it, as if she was still unconscious.

She obviously wanted to struggle and beg for mercy, but found that her body was stiff and unable to move, she could not speak, and she could clearly feel that the vitality in her body was gone.

This strange state of body being dead but still having a soul left her with nothing but extreme terror in her eyes.

It is also easy for them to defeat their enemies. Whoever poisons whomever wins.

Shui Miaomiao was dead, and the elimination quota was finally confirmed and would not change, but they all survived.

Almost all of Du Tutuo's disciples practice the Five Poison Techniques, but unlike Xiao Huanxi's disciples, a large number of them are almost forcibly assigned and practice their own magic.

"The rules of Xuanmo Sect, the ten-year competition, the loser will have his life, so don't violate it."

After the two of them saluted each other.

These bees looked like they were carefully cultivated. Each one was as big as a fist, and the patterns on their buttocks resembled those of beauties. They actually outlined beautiful eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips.

Pairs of disciples won or lost, and finally Wang Hu appeared, but opposite him was a delicate woman.

Xiao Huanxi looked at Shui Miaomiao's current appearance, but smiled softly, as if he was laughing at the other person's stupidity.

But there are sharp thorns about an inch long on the small cherry mouth, which are as black as metal lights.

Stimulated by this, no one dares to survive anymore, and who knows when the situation will overturn.

The onlookers all hurriedly took the common detoxification pill to relieve their discomfort.

"Alright, next game! Elder Du's disciples are out!"

Wang Hu was not in a hurry and patted the storage bag.

"Get up!" The female cultivator in the circle was so angry that her nose was crooked.

"Before this, I have to feel the decay and pain of my body every day, and it will take a full hundred and ten days before my soul is gone."

The female disciple screamed sharply and made a secret to activate her magic power.

There was an iron bowl in his hand, and there were many delicate scarlet steamed buns in the bowl.

In his skill, the spells he uses are poisonous. They are colorful and look good, but in fact they are extremely dangerous.

The poisonous sting fell to the ground, and even the surface of the bluestone slab on which the Steel Rock Technique was cast made a stinging sound. The sting burned through the steel rock and slowly fell downwards, which shows how toxic it is.

Even though there was a magic circle separating them, there was still a greasy smell when the bees were flying. Everyone felt dizzy and nauseous when they smelled it, and their bodies felt weak and made them want to vomit.

"This woman dared to run away, but I caught her. I turned the skin of the corpse into a stone cage, and then sealed her soul inside the corpse. When all the bones inside were rotten, she could be freed."

Everyone inside and outside the magic circle was stunned.

"Disciples, please take this as a warning. If you have the spirit of running away and taking your life, you might as well use it in fighting with your fellow disciples."

call!

There were several sounds of anger on the field, but the weakest disciples under Xiao Huanxi's sect, such as Hua Ming, Shu Chitu and others, all relaxed.

It can only be said that he thinks too much and is vulnerable to real strength.

She kept activating her magic power to communicate with the swarm of bees she raised, but to no avail.

Just like water flow, those sharp thorns are neutralized when they hit it and cannot penetrate. Instead, they are carried down by the water flow and fall all over the ground.

Those beauty bees in the sky rushed towards Wang Hu, and shot out sharp thorns from their mouths, like crossbow arrows, making a whirring sound that shot through the air.

Even Hua Ming, who had just defeated her, lowered his head as if he couldn't bear it, let alone the other disciples.

The female cultivator had a beast bag slung around her waist, and a swarm of beautiful bees flew out with one click.

Lu Ye's eyes widened and he carefully observed the fighting skills of these fellow disciples. If he met in the secret realm in the future, even his fellow disciples would not be trustworthy, and he might be his opponent.

Lu Ziye sighed. Shui Miaomiaruo had fought to the death a few battles ago, but she might not have been eliminated.

Wu Feng said coldly.

The disciples of Du Tou Tuo came forward with a sad face.

Just throwing out a bunch of scarlet buns from the iron bowl, they fell to the ground in an instant. When the bees in the air smelled it, they felt like they were seeing the finest honey.

Outside the magic circle.

These bees still retained the characteristic of bees that they must collect honey when they see it. They immediately swarmed up, leaving the king tiger alone, and pounced on the ground one by one on top of the steamed buns.

Some disciples sprayed poisonous smoke, some fought against poisonous insects, and there was even an extreme disciple whose whole body was green, even his hair was green, and he turned himself into a poisonous person.

"I wasted a lot of time because of this idiot!"

Within the magic circle, the fighting immediately became more intense.

He threw the iron bowl in the air, and the bowl instantly grew larger, almost covering his body, as if a stream of soup water was flowing down.

Lu Ye shuddered.

Good guy, it turns out that my second brother actually prepared steamed buns, and they were not just for people, but also for spiritual pets.

Looking at the fancy color of the steamed buns, I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?

I'm afraid no one will believe it if they say it's just an ordinary steamed bun that fills the stomach.

"Nonsense!" Du Tutuo also lost his guard after seeing this.

He taught his disciples how to use poison, but he never taught him how to use steamed buns to seduce the opponent's spiritual pet to switch sides. This disciple's body looked solid, but his thoughts were too tortuous.

But he said that the beauty bee alien species in the field were big and had big mouth parts. God knows how they ate those steamed buns. In short, all the steamed buns on the ground were robbed in just a few breaths.

These bees ate steamed buns and flew up into the sky, as if they were drunk. The bees on their buttocks began to spray poisonous needles continuously.

It was as if there was a rain of poisonous stings falling from the sky, shooting everywhere but with no accuracy.

The poisonous stings shot at Wang Hu were all blocked by the iron bowl magic weapon, and some bees turned around and shot at the female cultivator.

The female cultivator hurriedly used a pink gauze magic weapon to offer sacrifices.

It's just that her magic weapon is not as sharp as Wang Hu's iron bowl, and it was riddled with holes by the poisonous sting in just a few hits.

She groaned a few times, and her pretty face and body were covered with dozens of poisonous stings.

However, she quickly took the corresponding antidote pills, and her whole body swelled up quickly, and her face became as swollen as a winter melon.

The beauty bees in the sky were shot with stingers, and each one became sluggish and fell to the ground, stumbling and crawling. However, they were all overly excited, and all their stocks were drained out.

On the opposite side, Wang Hu was already pressing towards me with an iron bowl on his head, holding a lumpy poison clam in his hand.

Seeing that all the poisons on one's side were destroyed, the poisons on the other side were ready to attack.

The female nun was forced to admit defeat.

Wang Hu triumphantly achieved his first victory. When he came out of the magic circle, the surrounding brothers immediately stayed away from him.

Some people remembered that this guy was too sinister. He even handed out a round of steamed buns when he was apprenticed. He was afraid that he had evil intentions at that time.

Wang Hu simply ran to Lu Ye's side and said with a smile.

"Brother, what do you think of my methods?"

Lu Ye gave him a wary look.

"Second brother, other eldest brothers don't have any requirements."

"Don't go near my stove from now on."

"Also, you can share anything with me. Don't share steamed buns with me. I have a psychological shadow."

Wang Hu laughed loudly and opened the storage bag on his waist.

"Brother, how can we only eat steamed buns?"

"Look, I've also prepared meat pies, chess pieces noodles, steamed buns..."

Lu Ye saw the colorful and strange-smelling "rations" in the storage bag and wished he could stay away from his second brother.

The disciples under Du Tutuo fought hard, and in the end Wang Hu ranked in the middle position with his poisonous steamed buns.

One male disciple was defeated in the end. His body was covered in bruises and bruises, all of which were the reaction to being poisoned. His body was also paralyzed by the poison, and he couldn't even escape even if he wanted to.

Wu Feng and the other four elders discussed and eliminated this disciple.

The deputy sect leader Wu Feng waved his hand and grabbed the disciple with the bloody handprint he had used before, and then heard the disciple let out a pitiful cry.

After a moment, the bloody hand was released, and there was another corpse puppet inside.

"Elder Tong's disciples come on stage." Wu Feng said calmly.

soon.

Fu Laotong's disciples also began to fight against each other.

Naturally, most of Elder Tong's disciples are women, and there are only two or three male disciples like Zhang Cunyi.

Most of them have learned Fu Lao Tong's Sound Wave Gong Yu Dao Kung Fu.

The instruments used by each other are mostly variations of musical instruments such as flutes, flutes, drums, and harps.

In the magic circle, two disciples stood respectively. When they plucked the strings, dozens of skeleton warriors armed with swords and guns flew out. The other disciple responded with a flute and countless sharp steel wheels flew out.

If we talk about the level of enjoyment, the fight between Elder Tong’s disciples looks the best, but it also implies murderous intent.

When it was Zhang Cunyi's turn, he was competing with the second batch of male disciples.

The male disciple used a pair of bone sticks, which were made from the bones of unknown alien monsters. When they were struck with each other, they would produce magical sounds. They mixed the physical training techniques with each other, but they were holding the sticks to attack at close range.

Zhang Cunyi held a stick in one hand and a copper bell for fireworks in the other hand and released it. He just knocked the bell with his stick and billowing fireworks were released.

Immediately, fireflies with thick black smoke surrounded the disciple. In addition to burning, the fireworks also had a mesmerizing effect.

The disciple rushed left and right inside with a bone stick, and was burned to the point of losing 80% to 90% of his combat strength. When the smell of meat filled the air, he still couldn't find the direction of the exit, and finally had no choice but to admit defeat.

After that, Zhang Cunyi met several more opponents and was forced to use the armored corpse. He won more than he lost and passed the test safely.

In the end, it was a female disciple who was eliminated under Fu Laotong. Although Du Tutuo was heartbroken, he could not change the opinions of other elders and watched helplessly as his delicate disciple turned into a puppet corpse.

The last of the outer disciples to appear were the disciples of Tang's first level.

However, these disciples were all cultivating immortals and hundreds of arts, and their fights were not as fierce as before. Each of them fought tepidly, with no harm done, and each of them won or lost.

In the end, Wu Feng discussed with the four elders, but instead of deciding whether to win or lose, he eliminated a "habitual offender" disciple who repeatedly blew up the alchemy furnace improperly and was turned into a zombie by Wu Feng.

It is said that they will also be sent to fan the furnace fire. If the furnace is exploded, they will not be able to even fan the fire zombies, and they will be stuffed into the bottom of the furnace to be used as fuel.

At this point, the death quotas of the four outer sect elders have been determined, and the four unlucky elimination candidates including Shui Miaomiao have all died.

Mo Ruyan suddenly opened his eyes.

Wu Feng coughed.

"Okay, the competition for the outer disciples taught by the four elders has ended."

"I'll give you some time to recover and rest. Next, the inner disciples are going to draw lots and fight against each other."

All the outer disciples on the field immediately became excited, now they could watch the fun.

(End of this chapter)