Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation

  Chapter 44 44. The illusion of color

   "Sisters, run separately!"

  Big Sister Bai Humen held her wound on her chest and shouted loudly, the other three women immediately chose a direction to flee, decisively and simply, obviously this was not the first time they were beaten and fled.

  Generally, when faced with such a situation, most people would be taken aback, not knowing which one to pursue.

   But Fang Zhou has a clear goal, which is to keep an eye on the elder sister of Baihumen. This woman was the first to tease him, and she was the first to jump out of the four last night to find fault, so Fang Zhou has the deepest impression on her, and the highest hatred value.

  Big Sister Baihumen turned her head and saw Fang Zhou catching up, she was so frightened that her scalp went numb: "Why are you chasing me?"

  There are obviously four people, why are you only chasing her? Is it because she is the most attractive?

  Being chased by the beautiful boy, while panicking, the eldest sister couldn't help being happy.

   Fang Zhou sneered and said, "Because I want sugar in a hurry, bah, because you are the ugliest, I want to beat you the most!"

  Hearing Fang Zhou's ruthless words, the eldest sister was heartbroken, but she ran faster, only hating her parents for losing two legs.

   I have to say that this big sister of Baihumen is not very good at fighting, but her ability to escape is not bad. Fang Zhou couldn't catch up with her for a while, so she could only throw an illusion.

  Big Sister Bai Humen was hit by an illusion, so she immediately stopped and stood there dumbfounded.

   Fang Zhou caught up, and immediately saw the eldest sister showing a sly smile, and said in his mouth: "It turns out that you have a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart, and you only chase after your sister because you want to have a good time with her. Little coquette, my sister will satisfy you."

  While talking, he began to undress, planning to have a casual encounter in this dilapidated temple.

   Fang Zhou felt his scalp tingling. He used to think that these illusioned people were full of dirty minds, and they always wanted to be pornographic after being under the illusion.

  But recently he has a new idea. I am afraid that it is the reason for this illusion that people who are under the illusion will all engage in pornography, because what they see is the illusion of the Eighteen Forbidden Arts.

   Now the elder sister of Baihumen has verified his idea. There is indeed a problem with the illusion rewarded by his system. The person who has the illusion is simply participating in a small movie.

  This should not simply be called an illusion, but should be called an AVの幻术.

  Big Sister Bai Humen was still picking up her clothes, but Fang Zhou kicked her over to break free from the illusion.

  She sat on the ground with a dazed face, until Fang Zhou slashed at him with a sword, she screamed, and hurriedly raised half of the ghost knife to resist.

  With a crisp sound, the thick ghost knife was cut in two again.

  The eldest sister threw the knife away, and the good girl didn't suffer the immediate loss, and immediately knelt down to Fang Zhou: "Hero, please let me go, I'm just a nobody, and I don't deserve to dirty your sword."

Fang Zhou kicked the ghost knife on the ground: "Other cultivators are holding precious swords, precious swords, which are stylish and handsome, but you are the only one holding the ghost knife, no wonder you are a dead dragon who doesn't even deserve a name, so low What kind of immortal are you cultivating, let me send you back to your hometown to raise pigs."

  The elder sister really wanted to say that I have a name, but you didn't ask.

  She couldn’t understand what Fang Zhou meant, but she could still understand when she was sending you back to her hometown. She was so frightened that she trembled all over, with snot and tears coming out, and she rushed forward to hug Fang Zhou’s thigh.

   Fang Zhou kicked her away in disgust, suddenly felt a chill behind her back, and hurriedly slashed back with her sword.

   This time there was no Zhan Kong finally, a phantom of a white man was hit by the Zhanxie sword, screaming faintly, his figure completely turned into nothingness.

  Cold sweat broke out on Fang Zhou's forehead. If he hadn't reacted in time, the phantom of this man would have fallen on his back.

And I don't know when a white fog filled the surrounding area, covering the entire Lanruo Temple. The night sky and giant trees were covered by the white fog, and only the colorful rays of light shot down through the white fog, hazy, like Dreamlike.

  The white mist was clearly not there just now, but it appeared in a blink of an eye.

  Even Han Li didn't follow, and disappeared. Fang Zhou shouted to the back, but there was no response.

  The elder sister took advantage of the fact that the ark was not paying attention to herself, so she got up quietly and rushed into the white mist.

  When Fang Zhou heard the movement, he hurried to catch up, but he lost sight of his eldest sister all at once. There was white fog all around, and he could no longer tell the direction.

  The next moment, Fang Zhou heard the screams of the elder sister.

  He hurriedly followed the direction of the screams, and he didn't run very far when he saw the big sister of Baihumen lying face down on the ground, her limbs kept shaking.

  A phantom of a man was closely attached to her back.

   Fang Zhou strode forward, stabbing the phantom with his sword.

  Phantom uttered a faint scream, and immediately dissipated.

  Ark’s evil-slaying sword drawn by drawing cards can harm evil spirits, and it is finally working at this moment.

  After the phantom disappeared, Fang Zhou checked the situation of the eldest sister of Baihumen, and saw that her face was blue, her eyes turned white, and she had died.

  There are ten deep fingerprints on his neck, and he was strangled to death.

   Fang Zhou looked dignified. This guy was alive and kicking after being wounded by the sword, but he was strangled to death by the ghost in a blink of an eye, without any resistance at all.

  If I didn't have the Slaying Evil Sword, I really don't know how to deal with it.

   "Reincarnate in the next life, remember to take any weapon, but don't take the ghost knife, it is exclusive to the dragon set, and you can get a BUFF when you come out."

   Fang Zhou muttered something to the body of the eldest sister of Baihumen, then concentrated and walked vigilantly in the white mist.

  Before there was a giant tree as a reference, he had already lost his way, but now he couldn't even see the giant tree. Ark could only find a way in this white mist by himself.

  ...

  On the other side, Han Li also got lost.

  She watched the white mist suddenly appear, directly cutting off the distance between her and the ark.

  After Han Li rushed over, there was no sign of Fang Zhou, and she shouted a few words but got no response.

  The distance between the two of them was obviously not more than ten meters, and they lost contact in such a short distance. It was obviously caused by the sudden white mist.

  Han Li immediately became vigilant. Regardless of her talent cultivation level, she had experienced many dangerous situations. She was born with a keen intuition for danger, which helped her avoid danger.

  This intuition is sounding the alarm crazily now, reminding her of the danger of this white mist.

  Han Li clenched her long sword tightly, and moved forward slowly, watching all directions with her eyes and ears, and any disturbance could make her observe carefully for a long time.

   After walking like this for an unknown amount of time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, with his back to Han Li, standing still.

  Han Li quietly leaned over from the side, and when she got closer to within ten feet, she realized that this person was one of those casual cultivators.

   "Senior, are you okay?"

  Han Li tried to shout, but there was no movement from the other party.

  She picked up a rock from the ground and threw it at the man, preparing to run away.

  The stone touched the person's back, and her body swayed, then fell on her back, lying on the ground like a dead body.

  Han Li walked over slowly and found that this person had indeed turned into a dead body, with a black face, white eyes, and ten clear finger marks on his neck.

   "Strangled by...?"

  Han Li muttered, feeling a little chill on her neck.

   No, it was really cold, and a pair of cold hands were approaching her neck.

  When she realized this in her mind, those cold hands had already grabbed her neck, and a ghost was tightly attached to her back.

  (end of this chapter)