Cannon fodder's counterattack

Seeing this scene, Yuan Yihuan closed his eyes and thought deeply.

They didn't seem to want to mention the cultivation promotion.

why?

What have they been through?

What makes them willing to remain silent about their cultivation promotion?

Yuan Yihuan wanted to figure out the reason, but knew not to rush. The most important thing now was how they got out.

Just when everyone had no target, the stone statue whose spiritual light was gradually dimming caught everyone's attention, and then they discovered that the stone statue had moved!

The spiritual sword that was pointing directly at the ground in the palm of the stone statue changed its direction at some point. The sword tip was raised, and it looked like it was sweeping across everyone from the front. The cold sword energy escaped from the sword tip, forcing back the crowd who were getting closer to the stone statue. crowd.

"Hahaha, kids, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Suddenly, ethereal laughter sounded, and an illusory figure emerged from the spiritual sword in the stone statue's hand.

Exactly what Chonghua looks like!

He looked at the monks gathered in the square and nodded with satisfaction, "I know that everyone is here for my inheritance and the treasures left behind. Since I have opened the legacy palace, I will naturally not let you down, but..."

At this point, he paused, with a hint of regret in his tone.

"It's a pity that I only have two inheritances, one is the spiritual inheritance, and the other is the demonic inheritance. Of course, it contains techniques that can be practiced by both, but if you want to get my things, you can only keep them. Two people!"

Chonghua's intention is very obvious, that is, he wants them to kill each other!

After hearing his words, the monks who were standing together immediately separated and looked around cautiously, their eyes full of defense.

In an instant, the relatively harmonious atmosphere in the square was about to break out.

Yuan Yihuan looked at the sudden changes in everyone's movements and turned his eyes to Chonghua's shadow.

She stared at Chonghua closely, feeling that although his appearance was no different from what she had seen before, there was something inexplicably inconsistent about his tone and manner.

Opposite him, Chonghua noticed her sizing and looked over quickly. When he saw her appearance clearly, his eyes instantly lit up, and a faint smile slowly appeared on his pure face, but the smile was not broad. There was a hint of weird excitement in his eyes.

Seeing this, a bright light suddenly flashed in Yuan Yihuan's mind.

This is not Chonghua at all!

She subconsciously looked at Han Lu beside her, and saw Han Lu looking over solemnly. The two exchanged glances, and at the same time sent a warning message to Shi Yuyao and Yu Tianze who were a few feet away.

In the square, they were not the only ones who noticed the abnormal shadow.

Several other monks also vaguely felt that something was wrong, and immediately carefully protected themselves and quietly moved to the corner of the square.

The stalemate did not last long, and "Chonghua" did not allow everyone to remain silent.

He smiled suddenly and waved his hand, and several floating transparent light masks appeared in the center of the square. Each light mask contained a shining spiritual weapon or treasure sealed inside.

Countless high-level spiritual weapons, elixirs, spiritual treasures, and even extremely rare fairy weapons, life-saving secrets, etc...

The dazzling spiritual light illuminated the dark square and made everyone's eyes red.

"Kill them, and everything will be yours!"

"Kill them..."

The illusory voice seemed to come from the sky, with a hint of temptation, driving everyone to raise their palms and hit the monk beside them.

When the first attack came out, auras of aura and sword energy were flying all over the sky.

Except for a few monks who had not lost consciousness, the rest of the people were controlled by an unknown aura. They suddenly waved their spiritual weapons aimlessly and started hacking randomly, especially the group of people who came in from the stone gate!

Each of these people had messy auras, stiff movements, and red eyes staring ahead. Any monk who caught their gaze would immediately become their enemy.

And as the other party dies, wisps of pale white breath will fly out from their fallen bodies, converging into a stream and rushing into the living body.

The next moment, a dozen people in the corner saw a strange scene.

The cultivation of those who inhaled the pale white breath increased at a terrifying rate that was visible to the naked eye. The more pale white breath they inhaled, the faster their cultivation increased, and they would even be promoted higher up the ranks.

In just a moment, half of the forty or fifty people were reduced. At the same time, the cultivation of the remaining half of the people had all advanced to the peak of divine transformation, and several people had even been promoted to the integration stage.

Although their aura seemed very vain, Yuan Yihuan did feel the pressure of the combined monks from them.

Square corner.

Shi Yuyao's eyes widened in shock, "How is this possible?"

"so horrible!"

The man in gray clothes beside him exclaimed in surprise, as if he couldn't believe everything in front of him, but if you look carefully, you can see the excitement and excitement quietly rising in his eyes.

No one can resist the temptation of advancement in cultivation!

Even if Yuan Yihuan and others didn't know why the cultivation level of the group of people who entered from the stone gate increased so fast, after seeing this scene, they still didn't understand. Maybe they could avoid watching the show temporarily, but they watched helplessly. As the opponent's cultivation continues to advance by leaps and bounds, it is difficult for them not to be tempted.

And the result of your heartbeat is...join them!

Among the dozen or so people, the man in gray clothes was the first to hold back and jumped onto the battlefield with a tip of his toes.

Seeing this, the woman who had agreed on a temporary alliance with him subconsciously took a step forward, but when she caught a glimpse of Yuan Yihuan and others hidden in the darkness, she quickly stopped and slowly stepped back.

She decided to wait and see for a while.

Perhaps the others had the same idea as her, and all their eyes fell on the man in gray, staring closely at his movements.

After all, the man in gray had built up his spiritual cultivation step by step. Compared to everyone in the hall who had increased their cultivation like taking drugs, he was very powerful.

As soon as he entered the battlefield, he knocked away a man who had just entered the late stage of becoming a god.

The man in gray clothes looked at his palm and felt a little incredible. The opponent's cultivation level was so frivolous. He just slapped the opponent's body with a casual slap, and the opponent's body-protecting aura was broken without attacking. This kind of magic is as useless as a castle in the air. Is cultivation really what he wants?

He fell into a moment of self-doubt.

But on the battlefield, being distracted is asking for death!

Before the man could decide whether to withdraw from the battle, the people who saw him beside him attacked frantically.

Bang bang bang!

There was a fight, and several people fell at the feet of the man in gray.

The next moment, the pale white aura slowly rose up, intertwined, and gathered into a pure aura, flying towards the man in gray.

The people in the corner immediately raised their minds and followed the aura with their eyes, watching it pour into the man's body. At the same time, they saw that the man's cultivation in the middle stage of divine transformation instantly advanced to the late stage of divine transformation.