Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 715 Imprisonment
As the black energy dissipated, the situation in the banquet hall was exposed to the eyes of the cultivators.

The audience was silent.

The last mass of black gas was like a layer of fluffy tulle, and was swept into a long-necked bottle the size of a palm along a strong wind.The person holding the bottle quickly covered it with a jade stopper, held it firmly, and bound it with a spiritual net.

However, no one cared about how the black qi was eliminated, and everyone was stunned by the sight in front of them.

The previously glamorous banquet hall is now in a mess of cups and plates, and the floor is full of things crushed in a hurry and ... people.

Lying on his stomach, lying on his back, there are still blood and scars on his body that have not dissipated.

"Junior Brother Huang!"

"This... who killed our people?"

"I'm still alive, fortunately, the injury is not bad."

"Wake up, wake up!" "He, he doesn't seem to be breathing..."

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There was chaos in the venue, panic, confusion and madness spread a little bit, and some of the parties were even at a loss, and they didn't realize what happened for a while.

They were still avoiding the black qi just now, why did they die?And dying in this way, stabbing to death, digging hearts, hurting vital points... Every wound is man-made and has nothing to do with black qi.

Apparently, someone took advantage of the darkness to attack someone who has long held grudges, and took advantage of this great opportunity to kill him in one fell swoop.After this, there is no evidence of death, and they can also retire whole body.

It's a good idea, but unfortunately often times, the plan can't keep up with the changes.It's entirely possible that the arrangement could go awry in the operation.

Failure to implement it leaves hidden dangers and traces.

A seriously injured disciple suddenly woke up, he was very weak at this time, half dead, hanging with half breath.But he still insisted on opening his eyes, clutching at his senior brother's cuff, refusing to pass out, his mouth with blood overflowing half-open, as if he was about to say something.

"Zhaoquan, don't talk. You're hurting your lungs and vigor now. Take it slow. If you have something to say, you can explain it after you wake up?"

"...Senior Brother Sun, I...cough, listen to me first, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up after falling asleep... ugh—" The bright red blood gushed out like a backflow, shocking people.

"You say...you say it..." Seeing that he was probably really running out of fuel, this Senior Brother Sun shivered and pinched the other's shoulder.

"Thank you, Senior Brother..." A smile appeared on the man's pale, dead face, then half-raised his arms and pointed at the crowd tremblingly.There stood his fellow apprentices and brothers. These people had different expressions on their faces, ranging from sadness to complexity.

"I remember very clearly. Who gave me the way I look now? Someone just stabbed me in the dark. You must be disappointed that I haven't died yet..."

The Senior Brother Sun cried out: "Zhaoquan, don't talk about foxes, how can you see it. You should calm down first, don't be afraid, I still have the life-saving elixir prepared by the master, you will be as good as ever. came here."

The man said tragically, "Don't you know what kind of situation I am in? He injected pure fire spirit power while piercing my heart with the spirit sword, and when he pulled it out, he specially stirred it inside, for fear I can't die. If it weren't for the water spirit root to reconcile, I'm afraid I would die on the spot. The probability of my survival is too low to wait for you."

"If you want people to not know, you have to do it yourself. I know it's you. At the beginning of the black gas erosion, according to the position at that time, the only people who can do it at such a fast speed are probably among you."

Before they could say anything, the disciple smiled miserably: "Don't hide anymore, I know it's you Senior Brother Xu." He struggled to raise his other hand, his fingertips still holding a small piece of blood-stained clothing.

The group of disciples moved away unconsciously, revealing the person hiding behind.Sure enough, there was just a small piece of fabric missing from his hem, the size and pattern were just right, and even the blood stains could be matched.Captured on the spot.

"...I knew it was you..." There was a strange smile on the corner of the disciple's mouth, mixed with pride and resentment, and his half-raised hand slowly fell.When the breath was cut off, his eyes were still wide open, facing the person who killed him.

This is actually just a small scene. There are doubts and hysteria everywhere in the arena, all crazy.

The big sect is better, none of them in the front row have such a situation, at least they don't have the Wuhua sect.So they're all looking at other people...

Ningxia never imagined that a game unrelated to them would turn into such a tragic field of life and death.The external threat of life and death is actually not as charming as one's own heart, and dying at the hands of one's own people is probably something that these victims never imagined before.

This is probably a plot that Maharaja Showa never expected.Ningxia can clearly see the complex demeanor of the Showa era located above.

"Look, what is this?!" A terrified voice sounded.

After the civil unrest, it was only then that someone reacted to see what happened elsewhere in the banquet hall.

The panic sounded, and the monks present subconsciously looked in the direction of the Lingtai, the beginning of everything.

"Then... what kind of monster is it?" Ningxia heard the Wuhua Sect disciples muttering at the back of the team.

what monster?

Staring at a mass of black filth on the opposite spiritual platform, wrapped in layers of black gas, suspended on one side of the opposite spiritual platform, there are still strands of black air floating around, and it is impossible to see what is inside.

If it wasn't for the shield that had been spontaneously aroused against the spiritual platform, the monks would have to panic for a while.

However, this black qi still brings a lot of bad associations to everyone, and there will be various changes in a while, and many cultivators have already given up their minds.The little sect monk near the entrance of the banquet hall is already in action.

"What's the matter?" The fastest group of monks hurriedly touched the doorknob, and immediately followed the same path as his classmate. Rebounded by an inexplicable force, they slammed to the ground and fell far away. It hurts.

I don't know when, the door of the banquet hall has been closed.

Some people still refused to believe in evil. After trying again and again, several cultivators went up together, and even used a large-scale attack, but they were blocked by the unknown in front of the door.

People are constantly questioning, doubting, and clamoring for explanations from the Huyang faction on the stage.

Ningxia felt that since the black energy spread, all the cultivators were in a state of ignorance. One hundred thousand why, they didn't know anything, they couldn't understand anything, and they were at a loss.

Also, inexplicably caught in a lot of trouble, who can calm down?What's more, this black gas doesn't seem to be something to deal with, and the monks present are all worried, especially those who are quite knowledgeable.

As the insiders, Ning Xia and Lin Pingzhen were both staring at the situation on the spiritual platform for a moment.They know better than anyone else that the main event is coming--

(End of this chapter)