Chapter 863 Mary Su Cultivation 41
He looked down at the bright red blood on his fingers, his heart tightened slightly, and his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously.
When Bi Siyu and the others in the distance saw Bei Yutang who fell to the ground, a flash of happiness flashed in their eyes.
With tears in her beautiful eyes, Bi Siyu said sadly, "I, I'm going to save Senior Sister."
Zhao Yun and the others stopped her immediately.
"Siyu, don't go. They are all monks in the Jindan period. We are only in the foundation-building period. If you go, you will die."
"Yeah. Siyu, you see, Senior Sister, she is a cultivator of Jindan period, she can't beat her, let alone us."
Bi Siyu shook his lower lip lightly, "But, but..."
Several people looked at each other and reached a consensus.
They must leave here with Bi Siyu, otherwise, they are really afraid that the kind and gentle Siyu will desperately save the arrogant and vicious eldest lady.
"Siyu, let's go."
Bi Siyu left after being pushed and half pushed by several people.
If Bei Yutang died here today, and someone saw a few of them here, they would be held accountable by the sect, so they had to leave here when no one was paying attention.
After they left, the Jindan stage Dzogchen cultivator who had injured Bei Yutang rushed towards Bei Yutang arrogantly, intending to capture her alive.
Before the long whip in his hand touched Bei Yutang's body, a mass of black air rushed towards him.
"This, this..." Before the Jindan stage great perfection cultivator could finish his words, he let out a shrill scream in the next moment, instantly turning into a pile of bones, and turning into ashes when he landed.
This scene came so quickly that the people present were caught off guard.
In an instant, a cultivator of the Golden Core Stage Great Perfection could be wiped out, and this level of combat power shocked them. If you are smart, you should run right away, but under the temptation of treasures, everyone selectively forgets the correct choice.
Someone said: "We have a lot of people, let's go together. Kill this monster."
"superior."
As the voice fell, all the monks present released their spells and moved towards Bei Yutang and Nightmare in unison.
Nightmare snorted coldly, ignoring the countless attacks that came, but only made a handprint in his hand, and all those attacks were instantly absorbed by a mass of black gas, and then disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, the cultivators in the front row suddenly volleyed into the air, surrounded by black energy.
"Do not……"
"what!"
I heard several shrill screams, and those people were reduced to ashes like the Golden Core Stage Great Perfection cultivator.
Someone saw that something was wrong, and finally woke up from the dream of winning the treasure, turned around and ran outside.
Running away is like the plague. One is passed on to two, two is passed on to five. Everyone has no intention of fighting, and turns around and runs away.
Seeing this, Nightmare had a sneer on his lips, "It's too late."
Bei Yutang stood up and saw a handprint in his hand. In an instant, an invisible light curtain enveloped a radius of fifty feet. Everyone wanted to rush out, and all were bounced back.
The black gas, like a flexible water snake, moved towards the monks under the light curtain, and all the monks chased by the black would make a shrill scream before dying.
The screams kept coming and going, and the people inside the mask disappeared one by one.
"We fought for him together." Someone shouted.
Everyone unanimously agreed, and they all moved towards Nightmare. Unfortunately, their power is so insignificant in the face of absolute strength. In the face of the strong, they are like ants, and they will die without a burial place if they are lightly squeezed.