After practicing the ruthless way, the little sister is too strong

Even though I discovered something was wrong, unfortunately... it was too late.

Si Mufeng and Lin Xingfan took the detoxification pill the moment Xia Ling finished speaking, and did not experience any special symptoms.

But the people around seemed to be poisoned, and fell down one after another in panic.

"What on earth is going on?" Lin Xingfan's face suddenly became solemn, and he bent down to check the situation of the people on the ground.

He was relieved when he found out that they were just unconscious and their lives were not in danger.

The nameless monks sent by the Third Prince also approached them in an instant, "Three little Taoist friends, are you all right?"

Lin Xingfan quickly replied: "It's okay, this incense is poisonous, have you taken the detoxification pills?"

"I took it, but it doesn't seem to work. I feel my body is a little heavy and my head is a little dizzy now." said one of the monks.

"...Me too." Lin Xingfan's expression turned a little ugly.

Even if you take the detoxification pill, it will have no effect.

This poison is extraordinary.

With this beginning, other monks also began to talk about their own abnormalities.

In the end, out of the ten people present, only two were not affected.

There was only a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm sent by the Third Prince and Simu Feng.

When one reaches the level of Spiritual Transformation, a barrier will be formed inside the body, so even if the poison spreads through the air, it will not affect one so quickly.

As for Si Mufeng... he had tried countless poisons in order to heal his wrist and remove the curse in his body.

Although he failed to achieve any of the first two goals, he had already developed a physique that was immune to all poisons by accident.

To put it another way, even if he was poisoned, the onset of the poison would be later than that of ordinary people.

At the moment, this is the only thing to be thankful for.

It was clearly just the 9th hour, but the sky seemed to have been splashed with ink and became extremely dark.

The thick fog that lingered in the morning gradually condensed, taking on a deep black color and completely covering the temple.

Everything indicates that the storm is coming.

Faced with such a situation, everyone's heart was in their throat, and they felt extremely anxious because of the poisoning.

He took a defensive stance, but no one appeared around him.

The mist was gradually tinged with a hint of blood-red evil spirit, and the atmosphere in the temple gradually became weird.

The Worry-Free Sword appeared in Xia Ling's hand, and he was about to remind everyone to be careful.

But they found that they had disappeared...

"Ahhhhhh!" Several screams rang out from all directions.

"Go and save people!"

Someone shouted, and the sound of knives cutting through flesh began to be heard all around.

"Second Brother! Fifth Brother! Are you all right?"

Xia Ling shouted twice, but got no response.

Even with spiritual power or even divine sense, it was impossible to track their current location...

At this time, a sword energy broke through the air and Xiao Jin's voice sounded together: [Be careful to the left! ]

Xia Ling quickly bent down and turned over on the ground.

The tracking talisman and explosive talisman in his hand appeared as summoned. He lightly pinched one end with his fingers and threw it in the direction of attack.

Glancing again at the place where she had just stood, she saw that it had been pierced by a black sword.

The opponent obviously didn't want to give her a chance to breathe. In an instant, countless sharp swords and hidden knives fell like a torrential rain.

Xia Ling took out a defensive talisman and stuck it on his body, then swung the long sword in his hand to knock down the remaining swords.

[The person who is behind this is right in front of you. He is a man in a black robe. The place where you and the others are right now is his territory.]

Xiao Jin's reminder gave Xia Ling a little direction. He performed the last move of Qingfeng Jue, Phantom Clone, and rushed forward very quickly.

Perhaps he didn't expect that she could find the direction, the man in black seemed to be panicked for a moment, and thus leaked a faint breath.

The strong smell of blood and decay...is a ghost.

A fallen ghost cultivator...

Xia Ling flashed around the aura, threw talismans with his left hand, and held the sword in his right hand to perform sword techniques.

The five clones synchronized the movements of the main body, forcing the evil ghost to show its face.

The fog grew thicker, and the mixed smell of blood and sandalwood became more pungent.

Even if the acupoints were sealed and the detoxification pills were taken, they still could not resist the toxins.

Xia Ling's chest felt stuffy and a feeling of fatigue gradually spread.

She suppressed her discomfort and pointed her sword at the man in front of her who was wrapped tightly in a black robe and a black mask.

The voice was cold: "It seems that you are one of the murderers in the strange murder case."

It is impossible that only one person could plan such a conspiracy. It is really shameful that he took advantage of people's habit of burning incense and started with the incense.

The man in the black robe clapped his hands, and said with a smile in his hoarse, cracked voice, "You are quite capable, little girl, to be able to detect my location. You are indeed worthy of being the direct disciple of Wangyue, a famous genius."

...Did these people know their identities from the beginning?

Xia Ling tightened his grip on the sword, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable as if he had intruded into someone else's chess game and become a chess piece.

"Stop talking nonsense." Without wasting time talking to him, Xia Ling raised his sword and swung it out before the poison took full effect.

The Wuyou Sword changed rapidly in his hand, and the sword energy condensed into a sharp blade, heading straight for his vitals.

The man in black robe did not dodge, but stood there and allowed Xia Ling to attack him.

But when he was chopped into pieces, the mist that had turned into blood mist condensed into a human shape again.

He was still safe and sound. "Hey, don't worry, girl. I still have high hopes for you. As long as you are willing to obey us, that person will definitely be willing to accept you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Xia Ling and coaxed her slowly: "Come, do you want to join us? As long as you are willing, in the near future, no matter whether it is the five major sects or anything else, they will all crawl at your feet and be at your disposal!

Ah, of course, the entry requirements are very simple, as long as you kill your brothers with your own hands, you will be qualified! How about it? Very exciting, right? "

"... Screw your qualifications, idiot." Xia Ling couldn't help but swear. He sneered, wielded his unparalleled sword technique, and summoned Xiao Tian at the same time.

She gestured, "Xiao Tian, ​​do me a favor and help me kill him."

Xiao Tian nodded obediently, still speaking slowly, "...Okay."

As if angered by these words, the black-robed man's tone suddenly changed, and he was as cold as a demon: "Tsk... since you don't appreciate it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"