Master Shennong

Chapter 1567 Die or Get Out
The competition for other people entering the Falling Immortal Battlefield started half a month ago, but it was half a month later that Qin Lan entered the 200-year competition.

Separated from Chang Wei Xianzun and Dong Guo Ta Shan, Qin Lan became a lone ranger.

This kind of solitude did not make Qin Lan feel uneasy, but made him feel very at ease. He can use many trump cards without scruple, and he doesn't need to hide them deliberately. When he encounters opportunities, he can also snatch them without scruple, without thinking about others.

From the moment he set foot on the road of practice, Qin Lan seemed to be walking alone all the time, and he was already used to this way of practice.

It's not that there are no relatives and friends around him who have embarked on this difficult and dangerous road, but those people's cultivation level has always seemed to be lower than his, and instead of being able to help him in any way, they still need him to protect him.

Providing shelter for those people is also the biggest motivation for Qin Lan to keep moving forward on this road full of difficulties and obstacles.

If it wasn't for protection, he would have given up when he encountered a desperate situation many years ago, and he would have never resisted with all his strength afterwards, and survived from death.

And in order to protect, all he needs to do is to become stronger and stronger.

Qin Lan walks through the battlefield of Meteor Immortal.

According to the records provided by Zheng Dabao, the Fallen Immortal Battlefield is divided into five areas in the southeast, northwest, and middle regions. place.

Immortal cultivators who have the order of light will rush to the central area of ​​the Falling Immortal Battlefield from various places in the four regions of the southeast, northwest and north. the real battleground.

This process is full of various dangers.

Especially at night, it can definitely be called the most dangerous time in the Falling Immortal Battlefield, and it is the time when most monks who enter the Falling Immortal Battlefield die.

Therefore, there are shelters for monks in the five areas in the east, west, north, and middle of the Meteor Immortal Battlefield.

These places were called 72 cities and 96 castles by the younger generation of immortal cultivators who had previously entered the Falling Immortal Battlefield to compete.

Among them, 96 castles are located in the four regions of southeast, northwest, and each region has 24 castles.

City 72 is located in the central area of ​​the Falling Immortal Battlefield, which is more magnificent and safer than Fort 96.

What Qin Lan has to do now is to rush to the fortress in his area as soon as possible. After all, he has left the edge of the Meteor Immortal Battlefield, and it is already approaching evening, and night may fall at any time.

If he hadn't been able to enter a fortress before night fell, he could only find a slightly safer place to hide in the dangerous wilderness.

Although there is a possibility of danger in doing so, with Qin Lan's current strength, the danger should not be too great.

What's more, Qin Lan is well prepared to enter the Meteor Immortal Battlefield this time, and he still has a lot of cards in his hand.

Especially in his small world there is still a strong person in the Immortal Venerable Realm hidden. Although Zhiqi has suffered severe damage to his original source after the battle, he has not yet woken up, and Zhiqi does not know that in the Fallen Immortal Battlefield Whether it can appear or not, Qin Lan still feels quite at ease with a strong person in the Immortal Venerable Realm by his side.

At this moment, Qin Lan suddenly heard a cold shout.

"We were the ones who saw this holy treasure first, so why do you meddle in and snatch it forcibly with the help of a large number of people! Come first, come first, isn't it the rule that everyone should abide by!"

That voice came from a woman, and it was mixed with strong resentment, which could make people hear some helplessness, some innocence, and some unwillingness.

And after that female voice, there was a sinister smile mixed with malice: "First come, first come? Rules? In today's fairy world, there are still people who believe in rules? This is really a funny thing! Fairies , you are so naive, you should have been guarded by the elders of the sect all the time when you grew up, and you have never gone out to experience it! Brothers, why don't we all tell these fairies in front of us that the cultivators in the fairy world should abide by it? What are the rules?"

"The weak eat the strong, the strong respect!"

After that smirk, there was a loud and malicious voice.

Qin Lan approached the source of the sound of communication that kept piercing into his ears.

Hiding his breath and looking around, Qin Lan saw two groups of monks and a holy treasure by the rays of the sun.

No, it should be said to be an incomplete holy treasure.

Even if it's just a broken holy treasure, it's not a mortal thing, and it's not comparable to a top-grade fairy weapon, especially now that everyone is still on the periphery of the Falling Immortal Battlefield, it's already considered a big chance.

No wonder they clashed and competed here.

The two groups of monks who were fighting could be distinguished by men and women. There were more men than women, and the team that had the upper hand was obviously the group of male monks. In addition to their number being several times larger, their cultivation base was also much stronger.

Facing the group of male monks, the group of female monks basically became lambs to be slaughtered, without any power to fight back.

At this time, Qin Lan saw a young man with a ferocious face and nodded proudly: "Yes, the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected! Facing the strong, the weak can only get what they want. In front of me and the group of brothers behind me , you are the weak, and the weak have no right to speak. Not to mention the holy treasure, even your life depends on our mood. If we are in a good mood, you can all survive in this battlefield of falling immortals; No, you're all going to die. So you better learn to be smart and don't try to piss us off!"

The voice of the young man coincided with the previous voice, and he was obviously the leader of the group of male monks.

After he finished speaking, Qin Lan saw a female monk raised her eyebrows in response, her almond eyes widened, and she uttered a cold shout: "Presumptuous! Do you know our identities, we are all disciples of the Purple Extreme Sect, the Purple Extreme Sect It is a well-known top-grade power in the fairy world, if you dare to do something wrong with us, once you are known by the strong people of the sect who entered the meteor battlefield, you will definitely die!"

The female monk had already spoken before, she was so angry with that young man, her pretty facial features were somewhat distorted.

However, after Qin Lan heard her words, she couldn't help but shook her head. She felt a little bit emotional. After all, she was not very experienced in the world. Under such circumstances, she dared to use her identity to suppress others. This is simply courting death.

Sure enough, Qin Lan instantly felt some murderous intent in that young man.

"Zijizong?" The young man seemed to frowned, and a strong look of fear flashed across his eyes.

"That's right, it's Ziji Sect!" Seeing the fear on the young man's face, the woman's face became more joyful, as if someone in despair had suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw and tried his best to get it. Hold the straw tightly: "How about it, be afraid! For the sake of what you have done to us, as long as you are willing to retreat and give up this holy treasure, we don't have to worry about the previous things!"

The corners of the young man's mouth suddenly raised, the ferocious charm on his face suddenly melted away, and his expression became a little colder.

Then he shook his head.

Seeing this, the woman's heartstrings suddenly tensed, and she asked eagerly, "You don't want to?"

Although the young man was arrogant and domineering, he was not a brainless idiot. He replied mercilessly: "It's not a matter of willingness or not, but we have no way out! Before you know your identities, you still have a little bit of life left." Maybe, knowing your identities, then you can only die!"

The woman turned pale for a while, almost thinking that the young man had said something wrong, and stared at the young man with wide eyes.

The young man smiled coldly, unable to see the slightest negligence before, and said truthfully: "Is it a bit difficult to understand, you have already said to forgive us, but we still want to kill you? Well, let you who are in the world Let’s be a ghost of the undeep greenhouse flowers. In fact, the reason is very simple. As the ultimate power, Zijizong’s majesty will never allow others to offend. If the strong people in Zijizong know what happened to you, we will Whether you are in the Fallen Immortal Battlefield or in the Immortal Realm, there is only one way to die. With the power standing behind us, there is absolutely no ability to compete with the Purple Extreme Sect. So you should understand that if we want to live, we must I can only let you die, and completely hide our relationship with your death!"

The woman suddenly realized, with regret appearing on her face.

Unfortunately, it was too late for her to realize her mistake at this time. When the young man opened his mouth to speak, the group of male monks behind the young man had already quietly dispersed, completely surrounding the group of female monks from the Purple Extreme Sect In the center.

The group of male monks seemed to be used to this vicious thing of killing and stealing goods, and they were familiar with every move, even if they were afraid of the power of the Purple Extreme Sect, they didn't drag their feet in the slightest.

If you don't make a move, it's over. Once you make a move, it will be like thunder, and it will never leave any worries.

The tyrannical hostility and full murderous intent blended together in an instant, which caused a huge shock to the group of female monks.

Now it's not the headed female monk whose face has turned pale, and the group's fragrance is dim, and a dozen Zijizong fairies have become frost-beaten eggplants in just a short moment.

The difference in strength and numbers made them unable to have the courage to resist. After all, they were the weakest among the more than [-] disciples arranged by the sect to enter the battlefield of the Fallen Immortal. Powerful, others are not enough to see.

After all, the group of male monks are not very fuel-efficient. Even if they are not from the top-ranking forces, they should come from a powerful top-ranking force.

However, at this moment, Qin Lan, who had been hiding in the dark all this time, couldn't see it, and stood in front of the group of Purple Extreme Sect fairies.

He couldn't see men bullying women the most, let alone a group of men bullying several women.

As soon as she appeared, Qin Lan burst out a very powerful aura of immortal energy from her dantian.

At that moment, Qin Lan was like the god of war descending from the sky, with a streamer of light that dazzled so much that people couldn't open their eyes, and a powerful aura shot out, making people feel a little embarrassed.

"You have to be forgiving and forgiving. A group of big men just don't have the heart to pity the beauty of a few delicate women. Why bother to destroy the flowers? Seeing that snakes have the way of snakes, Qin gave you two choices, die! Or go!"

(End of this chapter)