The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

A scream came from a distance, judging from the tone of the voice, it was a male monk, and it was a scream of pain that had been severely injured.

The above judgment is the unanimous opinion of the two. The two who haven't seen outsiders for half a year naturally move forward very quickly.

No matter which side is fighting, as long as you catch a living one, you can know what happened in the secret realm in the past six months.

In the depths of the dense forest, there were two groups of people, seven or eight monks confronted three men in black robes, and three of them had been severely injured.

Seven or eight monks were from the Three Kingdoms, and they belonged to the category of watching the excitement and getting involved in it.

At first, they were full of ecstasy, and their hearts were even more arrogant and domineering, wanting to obtain the treasure of the secret realm and become masters.

After half a year of torment, they clearly realized how correct the rule is to use tokens as keys. If they don't have the strength to snatch the keys, they are not eligible to enter the secret realm.

But what hurts them is that there are not one rules for entering the secret realm, and they were somehow involved.

Brutal beasts everywhere, deadly dangers everywhere, countless labyrinths that cannot get out, and hunting by other monks exhausted them.

As early as three months ago, a dozen monks who were alone formed a group with each other to prevent other powerful monks from prying.

Their goal is very clear, to improve their own strength as much as possible, and then move forward a little bit steadily.

This strategy is very correct, and the practice is also very good, but the mistake is bad luck, or too much luck.

They who walked the slowest and most steadily found a hidden valley, and found a handful of magic weapons and a bottle of medicine inside.

The magic weapon is called the Blood Mist Knife, and it is the magic weapon of the heavenly characters in the Shenqiao Realm Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. After the aura is activated, the knife is swung and turned into blood mist, which is between killing and being invisible.

The elixir is sealed, so there is no way to know what is inside, but if it can be put together with the magic weapon, it must not be an ordinary elixir.

After all, they are only interest groups, and since ancient times, money has moved people's hearts, and as a result, turmoil and competition have occurred.

It is not the strongest monk who grabs the magic weapon, but the one who knows the most forbearance and treachery.

Originally a team of more than a dozen people, after five people died, there were only 12 people left.

The cultivator who snatched the treasure and fled blatantly announced that they had found a magic pill, and that if they took one, they would be able to enter the Divine Bridge Realm.

The team, which was already struggling, was missed by various monks.

After three months of desperate flight, although there were only seven of them left, their feelings became more sincere.

Originally, they thought that by doing the opposite and retreating slowly to the rear, they would be able to avoid the monks' siege, but they didn't expect to meet three strange men in black robes.

"Three, you and I have no grievances in the past, and have no grievances in recent days, why did you kill them without asking the reason!"

The strong man at the head of the team questioned sharply, but the cultivation of those three weirdos was unfathomable, and they also pretended to be calm.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, you don't need a reason, and you won't kill people. If you are sensible, you can obediently put down your weapons and come with us.

If you don't know the fun, don't blame us for not being serious. If you are abolished, it can only be said to be your own fault. "

The leader of the black-robed man spoke negatively, and the sound was like the friction of gravel, which was extremely ear-piercing and unpleasant.

"Who are you, and why are we arrested, I can't explain clearly!"

The forehead of the headed strong man was covered with cold sweat. The man in black robe spoke lightly, but no one dared to listen to the truth.

Their cultivation is the highest only in the late stage of the Fate Spring Realm. If they lose the magic weapon in their hands, it will be like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, and they will not be able to resist even if they want to resist.

The man in black seemed to be negotiating conditions, but he was actually insulting them and testing their will to resist.

If the will is not firm enough, then they will lower the conditions so as to achieve the goal of fighting without bloodshed.

If they are desperately motivated, then they will switch to the next best thing, which will drag them down by a long way.

There are quite a few monks from the Holy Cult of Blood Prison who have entered the secret realm, but they still have important things to do, so naturally they cannot be consumed casually.

"We found a palace with a huge magic circle seal outside, and a large amount of monk's blood is needed to unseal it, which is why we don't want to do it.

Only the more monks you search for, the less blood you will consume and the easier it will be to recover.

It's just that we found it all the way, and no one listened to our good words of advice. It would work only if we had to hit the ground a few times, so we went up and laid down a heavy hand.

But don't worry, although we act secretly, we also have our own rules and teachings, and we will not take the initiative to kill people.

Our sacrificial priest also said that all monks who help open the temple are eligible to enter it to hunt for treasures, and whether or not they can get treasures depends entirely on chance. "

The man in black talked eloquently, although his voice was dry and harsh, but it was extremely alluring, and the reasons were reasonable.

If you just lose some blood, you can still get a chance to explore the treasure in the secret room, which is definitely a profitable business.

The only question now is the authenticity of the words of the three black robes and whether they have the ability to protect themselves.

"Three friends, it is not impossible to help, but we are strangers, we cannot be easily controlled by others.

If you are sincerely asking for help, you should not set such harsh conditions, otherwise we can only resist to the end.

Although our cultivation base is slightly lower, but the number of people is far more than yours, and no one of you will be able to take advantage of it. "

The leading brawny man was very eloquent. He not only made his demands clear, but also made clear his attitude.

But observing Murong Chuan from a distance, he shook his head in disdain and sneered, as if the strong man was not only wrong, but also extremely deadly.

"Those who know current affairs are brilliant. I think they did a good job. Why do you have such a disdainful expression?"

Shang Yuyao asked in a low voice, while Murong Chuan glanced contemptuously at the side, and lazily said: "I thought you were still a character before, how come the more you understand, the more useless you become."

The opening is sarcasm and ridicule, Murong Chuan's ability to pull hatred has far surpassed his wisdom.

"Bastard, if you continue to mock me, this girl will fight with you!"

Shang Yuyao ran away immediately, and Murong Chuan made a silence gesture, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Slow down, you will know the answer in a while."

After all, Murong Chuan stopped talking, and couldn't help but hate Shang Yuyao again for a while.

For some reason, Murong Chuan especially likes to target Shang Yuyao, and also likes to see her pissed off.

Shang Yuyao turned her head angrily, and continued to observe the two groups of people in the distance. She didn't even realize that she was relying more and more on Murong Chuan, and she was no longer thinking independently.

In the distance, among the two groups of people confronting each other, the man in black spoke again:

"Fellow daoists, don't blame me. I said before that you can't communicate without being tough. Those harsh conditions before were just a foreshadowing for communication.

As long as you agree to help, not only will we not disarm, but we will also help treat the wounded.

After all, there are murderous intentions everywhere in the secret realm, and our generation of monks should take care of each other. "