Drunken Immortal Gourd

The three friends of Suihan are not very noble people either. Although they have a good reputation on the surface, they have not done nasty things secretly. Apart from other things, the phantom grass they got from Qingyang some time ago is just one example. Because the value of Chalcedony is too high, even they can't stand the temptation, so they will stand up at the critical moment and fight with the idea of ​​secretly shooting.

Now the calculation in his heart was broken by Jia Ting. The Zizhu Weng suddenly became angry and shouted: "The surname Jia, you deliberately ruined the reputation of my three friends, we are at odds with you."

At this point, there is no possibility of reconciliation, Jia Ting said coldly: "Your purpose is nothing more than chalcedony. What excuses are you looking for? The monks who are really present are all three-year-old children? Fight if you want, don't talk so much nonsense."

"you wanna die!"

Without being too speculative, the Zizhu Weng snorted coldly, then sacrificed his Zizhu piccolo and launched an attack towards Jia Ting. Chi Mei Sou and Qing Song Ke separated quickly. One lifted up the red robe and took out his own magic instrument Chi Mei snare, while the other reached out and took the pine wood piano from his back, blocking Jia Ting from the left and the right. In the middle.

Then Jia Ting hates these three people for ruining his good deeds. Even if he knows that he can't beat the opposite three, he is ready to fight to let them know that he is not that easy to bully. It's better. So Jia Ting shook his hand, and picked up a chain-shaped magic weapon from his waist, and greeted the three friends of that year-old Han.

Jia Ting entered the third level of Qi refining longer than Suihan's three friends. Although the four people have the same cultivation base, Jia Ting's combat power and experience are more powerful. If you fight alone, any of Suihan's three friends No one is his opponent, but the three of them have doubled their strength together, and Jia Ting can't bear it. Of course, the gap between the two sides is not particularly large, and it was impossible for the three friends of that year to win Jia Ting in a short time.

The lowest level of the four magic weapons in the field are all high-grade magic weapons. They are amazingly powerful. In a blink of an eye, the two sides have fought for several rounds, each with their own victories, but the casual practitioners on the side are suffering, and the aftermath of the battle. Several people were injured.

Although the excitement is good-looking, it must be safe to do so. Seeing that the two sides fought more and more fiercely, standing next to them became more and more dangerous, and many cultivators began to retreat. At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "What are you waiting for? If we let them decide the victory or defeat, does the Chalcedony have a chance for us? Let's go together, whoever grabs it."

I don't know who called it. In short, the court suddenly became chaotic. Yes, these people on the court are all in the Qi refining period. If they really tell the victory and defeat, then the chalcedony will completely lose their share. Taking advantage of the chaos, the chalcedony is still in the hands of the red-faced monk. It is a good time to fish in troubled waters. If you grab the chalcedony and run away, if no one finds it, wouldn't you be developed?

Suddenly, many monks unanimously attacked the red-faced monk, but in the blink of an eye, the red-faced monk holding the jade spirit was bombarded and killed.

The chalcedony has become a thing of no owner. The casual practitioners who were still restrained just now suddenly became a mess, and a monk shouted: "Snatch, whoever snatches it!"

"Let me wipe, who hit me just now? Was it you? Seeing that you have roe-headed rat eyes and a secret smile on your face, you must be the one who attacked me, kid don't leave." Another monk shouted.

"It's not me, I said it's not me, you still do it, really when I am so bullied? You wait, guys, give me revenge." Another monk shouted.

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The scene is completely uncontrollable. Some monks themselves have a temperament for fear that the world will not be chaotic. At this time, they are naturally like a fish in the water; some people have ideas about the chalcedony and hope that the chaos on the court is as good as possible, so that they can Fish in troubled waters; of course there are some who are more cautious and unwilling to get involved in disputes, but the field has become chaotic and can’t tell the enemy from us. It’s not something you can maintain if you want to remain independent. In all directions, you don’t know where the danger comes from.

No matter whether it is active or passive, the whole mine suddenly became chaotic. Hundreds of casual cultivators began to attack randomly. No matter how high or low your cultivation level is, you can't recognize the enemy and you, let alone what identity you were before. They are all enemies, people who want to **** the spirit of chalcedony.

Some want to squeeze in, some want to rush out, some just want to protect themselves, some want to take advantage of the chaos to solve their hatred, and some want to come all at once if it is not pleasing to the eye. At this time, the rules are still taken care of, who will pay attention to the measure of action? If you think about it too much, you will suffer.

There is a saying that two fists are hard to beat four hands. Heroes can't hold back the crowds. At this time, let alone the eighth or nineth level of the open pulse realm, even the monks in the refining period may be killed by a series of attacks.

There was a melee on the field, just for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There were at least a dozen monks who died, and there were not a few injured. The smell of blood immediately filled the mine, losing the minds of many monks, stimulating the desires in their hearts, and attacking even more fiercely.

Fortunately, Qing Yang and the others are located relatively backward, and although they have suffered a lot of attacks, these attacks are sporadic, aimless, and easy to resist. Coupled with the large number of them, more than a dozen people take care of each other, and they didn't encounter much danger.

Seeing that the form on the field is getting more and more chaotic, the mind of the whole team can't be stabilized. Some adventurous people feel that they can't miss this opportunity in vain. If they are bolder, they may be able to grab the chalcedony, such as Yuan. The three brothers of Datong, Zheng Guangming, Dongfang Liang and Helanfeng.

There are also those who are relatively more cautious, and feel that at this time, they still don't want to go forward and wait until the situation becomes clearer. For example, Duan Rusong, Qingyang, Mother and Daughter Yun. Lu Dingshan had been hesitant, but at the end, seeing that Qing Yang hadn't moved, he also temporarily lost his mind.

Duan Rusong had no choice but to let them choose. If they are willing to go, go back, and if they don't want to go, step back. Get together to avoid being affected by the battle.

Keep a certain distance, but not too far away from the crowd in front of the melee, lest there is no chance to deal with it when there is an opportunity. There are still many situations like them, and there are also some monks gathered in other directions to protect themselves, but the number is not very large.

Although Jade Spirit City has many problems of this kind, but on the surface it is still a group of harmony, which can guarantee the safety of most monks. Normally, casual practitioners rarely encounter too tragic fights, even if everyone goes to the mountains occasionally to experience It was the kind of small-scale confrontation, and I had never encountered such a large-scale life-and-death melee before, and it was frightening to see.