My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Chapter 323

The people went towards the depths of the mystery at a very fast speed. The monsters within the third and third stages were on the turn, and the monsters with the fourth and fifth stages were on together. The fifth and higher stages were the uncles, and the eighth and higher stages were not. , Turned and ran. It can also be considered tacit understanding along the way. Although there have been several thrills, fortunately, there have been no major problems. After all, this mystery is just a small mystery of the Jindan period.

Qiu Qing took the people in the mystery for more than 20 days to sweep the strange, until the storage bag on the side could not hold any piece of meat, then turned to the crowd and said, "Go back!"

Already holding a bunch of disciples of Yaodan who possessed their own spiritual roots, they nodded in touch. After all, don't continue, otherwise the monster in this mysterious state will probably become extinct, right?

The crowd rose at the fastest speed, and they were about to fly back, but suddenly a green flash came from not far away, and a sound of blast exploded in the air, slowly forming the shape of a flower.

"This is ... a call for help from the Danqing faction!" Exclaimed one of the disciples. "It's not far from here, maybe someone is in danger." Everyone looked back and looked at someone in the leader.

Wu Qing frowned and turned to glance at the crowd, "Be careful, look over!"

As he turned around, the Royal Sword flew in the direction of the pattern that was about to fade in the air, and the disciples also called out the Spirit Sword to follow.

This is the depth of the mystery. Almost no other people can be encountered. Here, a signal for help is sent out. Few people see it. Maybe no one else is nearby except them. Although it is not their own martial arts, but Xianmen can help, naturally also have to help.

The direction of the signal was not too far away, and several people flew in less than a few minutes. Qiuqing was the first one to arrive. He had fallen and looked forward seriously. And in front of him was a dark mud, covered with a layer of dark gas, as if the entire quagmire had been boiled, and he was murmuring with disgusting bubbles. There are also some unactivated magic symbols and the like floating on the mud.

"Little uncle!" The disciples fell down one after another, looking at the mud in front of them, "What is this? Why is there so much demon in the mud."

Too late to think, a voice with some surprise came, "Brother next door, it's you!"

The crowd froze, turned and looked toward the middle of the mud, and saw a large tree trembling in the middle of the mud, the leaves separated, and a slightly childish face emerged from it. A pink gown, looking like a thirteen or four year old, was half-slumped in the mud, clutching a tree branch with one hand, as if afraid to fall. It may be that the tree she caught was too dense and no one had found it before.

"It's a little sister!" When the disciples behind Wu Qing were anxious, they subconsciously stepped forward two steps.

"and many more!"

"No!"

The sister in Muze and Tong Qing exclaimed at the same time, but it was too late. The disciples had stepped into Muze. The next moment, the whole Muze seemed to be activated, and suddenly a **** wave set off. Pounced on the giant.

"Back off!" Wu Qing reminded aloud, and at the same time waved a sword, cut off the black wave directly, and took several steps back.

"Uncle Xiao, behind ..." a disciple exclaimed.

Looking back, I saw that when I did n’t know when, the mud was already behind them, and they were trapped in the middle of it.

"Yu Jian!" Wu Qing reminded everyone to fly.

The disciples began to pinch their tricks, but it was too late, the mud had spread to their feet, and the aura that had just been transported by the crowd was suddenly empty. The body sank uncontrollably.

"This mud can **** Reiki!" The disciples were startled.

Wu Qing frowned, seeing that everyone was about to be swallowed up by this quagmire. His sword in his hand was tight, and his sword gas broke out. The sword in his hand danced quickly and hurriedly. As soon as the mud spreads out, the muddy disciples threw the trapped disciples one by one directly. But this will only make him more mired.

"Uncle Xiao!" The disciples also saw his intention, and for a while they were moved and anxious. If he goes on like this, he can't go back!

"Go!" Tong Qing said in a deep voice, and finally threw out the last disciple, and he fell deeper and deeper because of Li Xie. He said in front of Master's face that he would be optimistic about these disciples, so there is no shortage of one!

"Uncle Xiao!" Everyone screamed, but they could only watch the black mud shovel over their heads. Together with the girl from the Danqing School before, they were completely caught in black.

***

The rooms of Saint Sect.

"Huh ?!" Shen Ying, who was eating, suddenly stood up.

"What are you doing?" Gu Yue gave her a glance.

Shen Ying tilted her head, and for a while she sat back, as usual, "Nothing, sitting for too long is sore."

"Cut." Fault! Niu's contempt face ...

***

"Brother, what should I do?" The rescued disciples, Yu Jianfei flying over the sky, anxiously watching that there was no moving mud below, and tears could not help flowing. It's because of them that they are trapped.

"Wait!" Their middle disciple gritted his teeth. "Uncle Xiao is so powerful that even seventh-tier monsters can be defeated. This will be fine. We must wait for him to come out anyway."

"That's right! I believe the uncle, he can come out!" The other disciples nodded.

"Me too. I'll wait here until he comes out."

"Me too, our life was saved by him, big deal with this mud and lost his life."

"Okay, then we'll stay! Wait here for a day, if the uncle comes back before then, we will rush in!"

"Okay!" Everyone nodded in unison, and sat down on the sword one after another, meditating to regain their aura, while staring at the mud underneath. It seemed like I had forgotten for a while, and the whole mystery was closed in three days.

***

Wu Qing only felt that the eyes were dark, and the whole sank down, and no spiritual power could gather, as if it was emptied instantly, and his body became more and more sinking. It seemed that there was something desperately squeezing, faint You can hear gusts of wind, and they are getting closer.

His heart tightened, and he directly evoked all the sword qi in his body, subconsciously surrounding himself, with a sound of rattling, something popped away from him. The squeeze was gone.

It was still dark all around. He could only let go of the consciousness and explore the past, only to find that he was sinking constantly, as if it were a bottomless pit, and he saw the large blade of enchanting wind blades beneath his feet, and it was wow The sound seems to form a wind blade wall, directly blocking the black mud around.

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