Chapter 291: A World Like Hell
"They went in and out of the white fog several times just now. Could it be that they found some secret recipe?"
"There is no secret method. After they entered the white fog, they did not have any spiritual power fluctuations. This is clearly a sign that they were all absorbed by the white fog."
"Hmph, these idiots~ must have thought that their cultivation was so high that they could survive the white fog. In that case, we just need to wait here to reap the benefits of the fisherman."
"But those people's cultivation is so high and their methods are so cruel, in case..."
"What happens, no matter how high the cultivation base is, they are not ordinary people without spiritual power. The more treasures they have, the greater the benefits we can get."
"Hmph, if you dare to oppose our Murong family, then I will let that stinky boy wearing a mask know what will happen if you offend my Murong family!"
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In the misty white fog, there is a chill that is piercing to the bone.
There is no spiritual power, no cultivation base, physical strength and life value are lost a little bit, this is - a world like hell.
However, what is more terrifying than the gradual death is the sudden killing lurking in the invisible fog.
"Ah—! Forgive me! Please forgive me, I can give you all my magic weapons!"
The shrill screams and prayers rang out over and over again in the thick fog.
But what responded to them was the rough and excited laughter of the men: "It's just two more magic weapons to spare you, but if you kill you, the magic weapon and the woman are both ours. You say, what would you choose if it were you? ?"
The seven or eight men were tall and straight, with black scarves covering their faces. The man at the head looked at the young girls in the crowd with dangling eyes, emitting a lustful and greedy light.
"We are the disciples of the Qingxia Sect of the Tiangang Kingdom. If you dare to do something to us, my teacher's sect will never let you go!"
The masked man laughed and said, "Qingxiamen won't let us go, it depends on whether you can escape from here!"
"As long as you all die here silently, and your flesh turns into bones, no one will discover your existence."
The faces of the five warriors who were surrounded all showed expressions of horror and despair.
In this white fog, the spiritual power of the warriors disappeared, and the weak bodies and ordinary people were even more vulnerable.
The vulgar men in front of them, who were usually outside the initial stage of condensing the pulse, were not worthy to carry shoes for their Qingxiamen warriors, but now, they have become butchers who besieged them.
The masked man at the head laughed and waved his hand: "Brothers, give it to me, except that pretty bitch, everyone else gave me a giant hammer to smash their heads."
As soon as the voice fell, several people rushed up with a strange cry.
No one has huge weapons in their hands, some are giant hammers, some are big knives, and even giant axes weighing hundreds of pounds.
These weapons that are heavy and immovable in the eyes of ordinary people are swayed like toys in their hands.
In a short time, the four young warriors had already been hit in the body one by one, and fell to the ground screaming.
The most terrifying thing is that one of them was split open by a giant axe from head to toe, and the internal organs were bleeding all over the place. The scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.
The only remaining girl screamed, her voice full of fear and despair.
The masked sweat at the head stepped forward, dragged her up, and laughed loudly: "Brothers, have you seen, such a thin-skinned and tender-skinned bitch, she is still the late stage of condensing veins, and she is still among the great sects. Elite disciples, have you tasted such delicious food before?"