"Youwhat is your cultivation?" The evil cultivator looked at Yu Miao in horror, "How did you enter the Ziyun Secret Realm?!"
Isn't it only possible to enter if you have a foundation and a cultivation level below?
Even if this girl is very talented, she will be advanced just after she came in, and she will be no more than a golden core at most.
Or, what kind of ancient spirit treasure is that broken kitchen knife?
For a while, this person didn't know which guess to believe.
Regardless of whether Yu Miao's cultivation base is already above the golden core, or the gap kitchen knife is a rare spiritual treasure, it is hard for people to believe it.
"Youguess?" Yu Miao blinked a few times, with an innocent face, but she didn't intend to tell him the answer at all.
The evil cultivator raised his hand and covered his chest.
Chest tightness, uncomfortable, want to cry
He gritted his teeth: "Don't think that you can win by doing this! Cultivator? Hahaha, monks are also good. I will use you to hold a ceremony!"
As he spoke, he shouted: "Brothers, open the blood sacrifice!"
The other three evil cultivators got rid of the Tianwumen disciples' struggle in an instant, and arrived at the boss's side in a flash.
All four of them had their backs facing inward and their faces facing outward. They quickly made a handprint, bit their tongues at the same time, and spit out a mouthful of blood mist with a "poof".
Seeing this, everyone in Tianwumen had a bad intuition, and wanted to step forward to interrupt their actions.
However, he found that the blood mist turned into an evil energy almost instantly, wrapping around those four evil cultivators.
Before I touched it, I felt a chill, as if my soul was about to be frozen.
They dare not break into this inexplicable thing at all.
Who knows what will happen after encountering the blood mist?
Since you can't stop it, you can only find a way to deal with the subsequent changes.
The people who had been scattered due to the fighting quickly moved towards each other and followed Yu Miao one after another.
Obviously, the kitchen knife she used just now not only caused a great shock to those evil cultivators, but also left a deep impression on them, the cultivators of Tianwumen.
At this moment, I can't help but start to focus on her.
"Brother Xiaoyu, what should we do?" The elder brother of Tianwumen looked worried, "I think this evil method is really strange, I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with."
After finishing speaking, he found that Yu Miao was staring there intently.
It's just that, from the look on her expression, she couldn't tell that she was anxious at all, but she was a little bit interesting, as if she was watching some interesting trick.
Eldest brother: ""
If this was his junior brother, he would kick him up, you know? !
As if feeling his resentful gaze, Yu Miao turned her head, met the senior brother's gaze, coughed lightly and said, "It's okay, isn't there still me here? It's good to see the excitement. You Look, do the four of them look like flower girls?"
Eldest brother: ""
He glanced helplessly.
This is really quite similar.
Most monks look more delicate.
These four evil cultivators have too much sinister energy on their faces, which makes people feel repulsed.
Moreover, he was too thin, giving him an exaggerated sense of weakness, so he couldn't be called a handsome handsome man.
But also because she was so thin and slender, surrounded by red blood mist at the moment, she looked a little more hazy, but she looked a little more delicate than a man.
And the spreading blood mist was more like a huge red flower in full bloom, and the four of them stood in the center of the stamen.
Isn't it just four flower girls?
The people of Tianwumen who were fighting in their hearts, for some reason, couldn't help but want to laugh when they saw that terrible scene at this moment? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com