After entering the book, I got the fake heroine script

Chapter 67 The Battle of the Immortals
"Gong Beiming, if you are a demon cultivator who came to my Eastern Region to fight for treasures, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of this Eastern Region?"

The scimitar was held in Gong Beiming's hand again, and the cultivator who had done it earlier couldn't help yelling loudly, and looked at another cultivator, and surrounded Gong Beiming.

"Oh, it's up to you? Still can't stop me!"

Gong Beiming smiled teasingly, held the scimitar tightly in his hand, and actually launched an attack on the two of them.

But just as the three of them were fighting violently, the scimitar escaped from his control again, and got into the hands of a Jindan stage monk.

The Golden Core cultivator was dizzy from the sudden surprise. He was ecstatically holding the scimitar, and before he had time to take a closer look, several magical attacks came at him.

Four or five Nascent Soul cultivators shot at the same time, and the Jindan cultivator had no power to resist at all, and just fell away with a smile on his face.

The closest Nascent Soul cultivator snatched the scimitar quickly, but was attacked by other cultivators, interrupting his plan.

He had to retreat while resisting the attack.

As long as there is a chance to leave with the fairy weapon, what awaits him is a bright future!

But he was not happy for a long time, the scimitar was already impatient, he let go of it with a whimper, and flew into the air again.

The onlookers' hearts were moved again, and they scrambled to catch it.

The scimitar kept changing, staying in the hands of many monks continuously, causing the scene to be chaotic.

Countless attacks gathered together, so that they couldn't tell the difference between southeast and north, and they didn't have time to care about the life and death of others. They only wanted to win the scimitar, and they were completely red-eyed.

There were also sober monks who did not participate, but watched the battle from afar, hoping that there would be a chance to pick up the loopholes.

Luo Qingzhou and Shen Qingluo were all mixed in the watching crowd, their eyes kept following the machete, and their hearts rose to their throats.

But they gradually discovered the clues, this scimitar seemed to be teasing these monks the whole time...

This feeling became stronger and stronger, Shen Qingluo frowned tightly, thinking of leaving.

It's just that in front of the immortal, she just turned around and left like this, and she couldn't help feeling regretful in her heart.

But if she didn't leave, she might not be able to get rid of Gong Beiming.

Shen Qingluo bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes flashed with firmness, then she turned and ran away without looking back.

She kept telling herself that she couldn't look back, couldn't regret it, and ran forward in big strides to get rid of Gong Beiming's control!
When Luo Qingzhou found out that she was leaving, he still felt a little strange in his heart, that Junior Sister Shen was able to resist the temptation of the fairy artifact, which was an extraordinary disposition.

"Gong Beiming, you are courting death!"

The three people above the sky were still fighting fiercely, the dark night was now as bright as day, and the roar continued.

The other monks could only avoid them and compete for the immortal artifact, but some people were affected by their fight and lost their lives innocently.

"Crazy... all crazy..."

The onlookers shook their heads, the cruel and horrific scene made people unable to bear to look directly at it.

For the fairy artifact, that group of people have completely lost their minds. Even the Golden Core cultivator dared to challenge the Nascent Soul cultivator, it was really crazy.

Luo Qingzhou's palms were sweating as he watched from the sidelines, the broken limbs and broken arms fell everywhere, and the blood was soaring everywhere, which made his back feel cold.

Fortunately, he didn't join in, otherwise, even with Master's life-saving talisman, his life would not be saved.

Fortunately, Junior Sister Jiang didn't follow, otherwise she might be in danger.

Luo Qingzhou sighed heavily, the treasure is alluring, he was right, and I don't know how many people can resist the temptation of the treasure.

In the bloody wind, Gong Beiming fought to a draw with two cultivators who transformed themselves into spirits. They were seriously injured and had to stop.

The eyes of the two God Transformation cultivators were full of fear. At first they only thought that Gong Beiming was arrogant, but they didn't expect that he was really superior in strength. Not only could he surpass the challenge, but he could even block the attacks of the two of them alone...

Gong Beiming's eyes were ups and downs, his spiritual sense scanned the surroundings, but he couldn't find Shen Qingluo's figure, his face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the scarlet at the end of his eyes became deeper and deeper.

He looked at the scimitar that was still making trouble, and grabbed it with a roar.

How could the two cultivators who turned into gods allow him to take away the scimitar and intercept it again.

"puff!"

Gong Beiming was hit in the chest, suddenly spat out a big mouthful of blood, and the scimitar in his hand came out again.

A bloodlust flashed in his eyes, and he chased after the scimitar with that strength.

"Don't try to escape!"

The cultivator of Huashen quickly caught up, one of them blocked his way, and the other tried to intercept the scimitar.

But at this time, the scimitar seemed to have had enough fun. After spinning a few times in the air, it plunged into the soil and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The cultivator of Huashen immediately traced it with his spiritual sense, and a look of anxiety flashed in his eyes, only to find that the scimitar had disappeared inexplicably.

Gong Beiming and another cultivator who transformed himself into spirits also noticed something strange, and quickly stopped and started searching for traces of the scimitar.

"What's the matter, where is the immortal artifact?"

"The immortal artifact ran away?"

"No way, the cultivators of Transforming God are here, so it can escape?"

"It will be found soon."

The onlookers started discussing in low voices, and stretched their necks to look at Gong Beiming and the others.

The other monks who were beating in the dark also stopped at this moment, their pale faces were full of confusion and anger.

Immortal artifact... flew away?

Many people couldn't accept this ending, and looked around anxiously, but in the end they all returned without success.

"how come……"

The cultivator of Huashen was also stunned, obviously he was about to get the fairy weapon, why did he suddenly disappear?

"The celestial artifact has been born with spiritual intelligence. There must be a way to avoid detection by the divine sense. It will be difficult to find it again."

Another cultivator who turned into a god shook his head regretfully. They both lost in the fight, but they all returned empty-handed in the end. It was really aggrieved.

Gong Beiming, who had lost his wife and lost his army, was pale, and the bright red at the corner of his mouth made him even more evil.

The woman actually ran away.

"Ah."

Gong Beiming laughed angrily, and there was a gust of wind and rain in his eyes. He took a cold look at the two cultivators who turned into gods, kept this account in his heart, and then tore open the space and strode away.

Now that he is in the place of spiritual practice, he must recover from his injuries as soon as possible to avoid any accidents.

And the two cultivators who turned into gods watched him leave without making any further moves.

Because it is not easy for high-level monks to decide the winner, and the price they paid is too high. Now that the fairy artifact is gone, it is not worthwhile to hold on to it.

Unwillingly, the two released their consciousness and searched the surrounding area.

The onlookers also knew that the opportunity had come, and everyone dispersed tacitly, and embarked on the road of searching for the fairy artifact.

But Luo Qingzhou didn't move for a long time, stood there looking at the corpses, and sighed deeply.

This is the cruelty of the cultivation world.

It seems that what is forgotten here is not life, but just a pile of garbage that no one cares about.

(End of this chapter)