Chapter 1850 Chapter 1850 Picking Weapons

"Come on!" He yelled outside. ? Bayi Chinese&n

"Master Ghost." A demon cultivator walked in and saluted respectfully.

"Go find me a woman." He said in a gloomy voice.

Hearing this, the demon cultivator's eyes moved, and he said, "Master Gui, the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect we caught last time are still there, and those women are all first-rate in appearance and body, why don't I take them with you?" come over?"

"Hehuan sect?" Elder Gui narrowed his eyes and waved his hand: "Then why are you still standing there? Go!"

"Yes, yes." The demon cultivator responded and hurried out.

Not long after, the demon cultivator brought over two women with enchanting figures and beautiful faces. Maybe he had told them that the expressions on the faces of the two women did not show any dissatisfaction. It was a regular salute.

"Ghost."

The two women bowed their knees and saluted. The thin clothes couldn't hide the eye-catching spring, especially the charming and enchanting look when they lowered their heads and looked down, which made the old ghost's eyes shine and he smiled with satisfaction.

"Come here." He called, and Chi Guoguo's eyes lingered on the two women.

The two women responded with a coquettish voice, then stepped forward and leaned into the arms of the old ghost...

The demon cultivator retreated sensibly after seeing the situation, only to hear, after walking outside, he could still hear the ecstasy voice inside...

When Feng Jiu and the others came out, it was already noon the next day.

Seeing those people go in, Guilao and others, who still had so many people come out alive, were a little surprised. After all, the prisoners in the death row are all vicious people, not to mention their strength. I thought it would be a lot if a dozen people survived in the end, but I didn't expect...

This round of going in actually only lost about four or five people. As for those standing in front of them, although each of them had injuries to varying degrees, it was undeniable that they had survived a series of trials and tribulations.

"Number Nine." Gui Lao's gaze swept over the crowd, and landed on the young man in front of him.

"Yes." Feng Jiu took a step forward without hesitation.

The elder ghost stared at the young man in front of him, and saw that this young man was indeed growing up, at least, the timidity and fear of the first meeting had disappeared between his brows, and there was a faint ferocity on his body.

He is very satisfied with this.

"Tell me, why did you people go in, but only lost a few people? There are even Nascent Soul cultivators in there. How did you survive?"

"As for Hui Guilao, the subordinates and others were originally looking out for each other, but as soon as they entered, two of them died, especially when they got to the back, each of them was covered with injuries. At that time, the subordinates saw that they could not fight alone. , let everyone join hands in order to survive, and finally survived by luck."

Hearing the young man's words, the old ghost squinted his eyes, his gaze flicked over everyone, and then he waved his hand and signaled: "Bring out the weapons and let them choose, and prepare to enter the next stage of training."

"Yes." The demon cultivator behind responded, and after a while, he brought out a lot of weapons.

"Choose one! One for each of you. It will be used by you during your training for a while. When you have passed it completely, you will become Anzi, and there will be magical weapons for your self-defense." The demon cultivator said, staring at everyone.

So, after everyone looked at each other, they stepped forward, some picked up long swords, some picked up big knives...