I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"Immortal weapon!"

A roar filled with surprise and greed came from behind him.

Ning Ruan and others looked in the direction of the sound.

Two monks staggered out from the only passage.

One after the other.

Both of them had blood-stained clothes and their breathing was disordered.

It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce battle.

Even at this moment, the two monks were still in a posture of one chasing and the other fleeing.

And at the moment when the words fell, the Jindan cultivator who spoke had already fled and flew towards the giant statue in the center.

"Stop him now!"

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator subconsciously rushed forward.

But as soon as her spiritual power started to work, she felt a little uncomfortable, and she could only look at Ning Ruan anxiously.

The latter is quite calm.

There is absolutely no intention to take action.

Seeing this, another Jindan cultivator also prepared to fly over.

But he was one step behind.

It was at this step...that something unexpected happened.

The Jindan cultivator who was about to approach the statue suddenly stopped, and his eyes, which were filled with greed, instantly became dull...

"Get out of here! The magical weapon is mine!"

The Jindan cultivator who rushed over from behind saw this and his eyes were full of ruthlessness.

Instead of stopping, he accelerated forward and quickly took out a spiritual weapon that looked like a dagger in his hand.

He stabbed directly in the back of the Jindan cultivator in front who was obviously in trouble!

laugh--

No surprises at all.

The dagger went straight through.

The moment the blood spurted out, the Jindan cultivator's body fell powerlessly at the feet of the giant statue.

The monk who had successfully carried out the sneak attack still had an excited smile on his face.

The smile froze completely before it faded.

The whole person seemed to have lost his soul, floating in the air.

His eyes also became empty, maintaining a forward and attacking posture, like a lifelike statue, motionless.

The situation was exactly the same as the previous Jindan cultivator who was successfully ambushed by him.

at the same time.

Inside Han Ze's body.

The elder from the Curse Crow clan, whose remaining soul was still alive, suddenly said in a panic, "Not good! Retreat! Get out now!"

"..."

Han Ze didn't think too much about it. Even without the remnant soul's reminder, he realized that something was wrong here.

This is obviously inconsistent with the danger that the remnant soul described.

Without thinking, he said:

"Senior Sister Ning, there's something wrong here. Let's first..."

Before the word "retreat first" came out of his mouth, Han Ze stood stiffly in place.

His dark eyes were lifeless.

Following him, Mo Feng and the Nine-tailed female cultivator were also attacked.

Ning Ruan only had time to exchange a glance with Shui Ling'er, who also looked normal, before she suddenly felt her vision go dark.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw an extremely familiar scene.

The vast crowd of Curse Crow monks fled in panic in all directions.

Or standing there, helplessly calling out "My King, help me"...

They were running for their lives... but no one could escape.

Because soon, there will be a bunch of young and strong people in the sky.

They would look down indifferently upon all the Curse Crow monks in the world... as if they were looking at a group of ants whose fate had come to an end.

Then kill all the ants, leaving no one alive.

The Cursed Crow King will also appear, but the tragic situation of this world later can also tell the outcome of that year.

The Cursed Crow Clan...the only thing left might be that remnant soul.

"Is this... the same illusion as before?"

Mo Feng's trembling voice sounded behind Ning Ruan.

"..." She turned around and glanced at the trembling Mo Feng, "Before, our attention was on the Curse Crow Clan, but now..."

She raised her hands slightly, and at this moment, they all had her own appearance.

But not an entity.

It is the soul.

Play big.

I don’t know if cutting her hands will still help now.

"Fellow Daoist Ning...Fellow Daoist Ning, how...how are we going to get out? They still can't seem to see us."

Of course Mo Feng also knew that this time was different.

Can it be the same to enter with your own soul or to enter someone else's body with your consciousness?

When he thought about what would happen next, his legs became weak with fear.

Ning Ruan quickly calmed down and said, "This is my first time here too. How should I know?"

After saying that, he flew straight towards the direction of the altar.

Mo Feng didn't dare to hesitate. Although he felt even more desperate, he still hurriedly chased after him.

"Speaking of which, why are they all scattered and you are the only one still here?"