Author: Trine Lunar Eclipse

The intimidating black mirror suddenly appeared in the center of the hall as before, and the cultivators were tense and prepared.

Chu Yao also stared at the black mirror, not daring to slack off at all, always ready to escape.

"Two sticks of incense." She heard Senior Sister Bai whispering to the side, and she knew clearly that she was calculating the frequency of the black mirror's appearance.

In the suffocating atmosphere, the black mirror floated forward and flew towards the place where several elders of Chongyun Sect were previously.

One of the young-looking elders' expression changed, and he stepped on the wall and dodged away. It seemed that his posture was a kind of light skill of flying over the wall.

Sure enough, they are all old people who have lived for hundreds of years. Even if they cannot use spiritual power and Taoism, there are always some tricks that ordinary people can use in martial arts.

However, the black mirror did not come towards him, but towards one of the three women.

Chu Yao also knew this woman. Although there were occasional frictions between Chongyun Sect and Tianyin Sect, the elders were relatively harmonious. The female elder's name was Liu Yun, and Chu Yao even tasted spiritual tea with her.

Liu Yun has red lips and white teeth, phoenix eyes and silky eyebrows. She is really good-looking, and she is usually loved and pursued by people. Now her pretty face has long lost its color. It is obvious that she is not good at physical skills, and she ran towards the crowd in a panic.

It didn't matter that he ran away, but it frightened all the cultivators. They panicked and ran away, fearing that they would not be able to escape.

This group of monks who were once aloof and aloof are now being chased around like a swarm of locusts. If there is really someone behind all this, that person must be watching this scene and laughing.

Seeing that everyone was avoiding her, Liu Yun must have become anxious. She no longer relied on her status as an elder and started to curse:

"A bunch of sanctimonious bastards, they talked so much when they were chasing me, but now they can't even stretch out a hand, they are so arrogant, you are still Nascent Soul cultivators!"

Several people had stern expressions and turned their heads silently. It turned out that they were one of Liu Yun's suitors. It seemed that some people really wanted to go up and help, but after thinking about it, they ran further away.

Living under someone else's roof, where life and death are at stake, how can you have time to think about the love between your children? Let's not even mention whether they are truly in love with each other. Even if they are husband and wife, it's still a matter of debate whether they will survive when disaster strikes.

Mortals cherish their lives, let alone monks? Moreover, the more advanced a monk is, the more important he is to his own life.

Seeing the black mirror approaching, Liu Yun was so scared that she was sweating profusely and ran in a panic to where another Chongyun Sect elder was nearby.

"What are you doing? Don't come here!" The elder screamed, regardless of his past feelings. He was also a monk who was not good at physical skills, and his body looked extremely thin. At this moment, he was hugging the bloated prison uniform and throwing his legs away.

Just run.

The scene looks even more comical:

An old man cursed and ran forward with his clothes in his arms, followed by a handsome woman desperately chasing him, and finally followed by a large black mirror.

Wherever the two went, everyone tried their best to dodge, and Chu Yao was forced to change positions twice.

This dramatic "race" finally came to an end, but it was not Black Mirror who caught Liu Yun, but Liu Yun who caught the old man's clothes!

"Elder Li, please help me -"

I saw that the moment Liu Yun grabbed the elder named Li, she didn't know what skill she used. It was like grabbing and throwing in the world's martial arts. The two of them suddenly changed positions!

In the eyes of everyone, the elder named Li was like being thrown into a black mirror by Liu Yun!

"Liu Yun!! You have to die a good death -" Elder Li realized that he had fallen into Liu Yun's plan. His color suddenly changed, his eyes were split open, he let out an angry roar, and disappeared into the black mist.

Black Mirror "had enough to eat and drink" and disappeared again. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief but still had lingering fears.

"Elder Liu, you passed!" The young elder who stepped on the wall before walked forward with a gloomy expression.

"Huh, Elder Zhu, I don't have the ability to go to the house like you. Do you think I'll die if I'm stared at by that mirror?" Liu Yun sneered, "Elder Li died because he was not lucky enough. His skills were inferior to others, no wonder.

Others."

"You!" Elder Zhu's expression froze, "But we are from the same sect after all..."

"You have been reduced to such a situation, why are you still thinking about your fellow sect!" Liu Yun also expressed her anger, "Don't you understand yet? We have been kidnapped by this wretched thing long ago! Your precious sect is gone, no more

No more! Without cultivation, we are all mortals, not even as good as mortals! If you really remember a trace of our kinship, why didn’t you die for him just now!”

The remarks left Elder Zhu speechless. He sighed, his expression became a little lonely, and he didn't care about Liu Yun, but just found a direction to rest.

Chu Yao was eating melon silently beside him, recalling what Liu Yun said just now.

What would I have done if I had encountered this kind of thing just now...

She casually glanced at the senior brothers and sisters beside her.

Senior Sister Bai, this is definitely not possible. Senior Brother Chen also had some feelings of support back then. This old man is very familiar with Lu, so if you want to throw him away, just throw him away!

Chu Yao smiled secretly, shook his head and stopped thinking about these messy things. There is no point in thinking about these things. If he had faced the situation just now, he might have done better than Liu Yun.

There are other more important things now.

Chu Yao stood silently, recharging his energy and ensuring that his body was always on alert.

After a long time, when the black mirror appeared again, Chu Yao and Bai Yuejian said in unison:

"Three quarters!"

This time the black mirror is aimed at a monk whose face is covered with tattoos.

He didn't talk to anyone from beginning to end. He seemed to be a lonely monk. The tattoos on his face made him look like a madman.

Seeing that the black mirror was staring at him, he was one step ahead of the mirror and ran until a gust of wind blew up. Another female cultivator who was nearby was caught off guard and was grabbed by the wrist by the madman and twisted in front of her.

"Let me go!"

"Baby, let go of my Taoist companion!" A male cultivator rushed over with anger, seemingly the companion of the female cultivator.

"Okay." The male cultivator had already rushed forward, but the madman suddenly agreed happily, leaving the two of them stunned.

As a result, in the stunned moment, the madman pushed the female cultivator away. The female cultivator was momentarily overwhelmed and bumped into the male cultivator's arms, and the black mirror was already behind the male cultivator!

"Husband!!!"

"Stay alive and take good care of Qiu'er..."

Knowing that he was helpless, the male cultivator pushed his partner away with a sad smile, turned around and faced the black mirror, and disappeared into the hall.

The female cultivator stretched out her hand to hug her beloved, but she fell to the ground, with glistening light dripping from the corners of her eyes.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief, but what happened just now is not over yet.

A faint light flashed in the madman's eyes, he turned his hand into a sword, and swung it down hard on the back of the female cultivator's neck lying on the ground!

Chu Yao heard a sigh in his ears, and then his eyes flashed, and the senior sister next to him actually moved!

Bai Yuejian stepped forward, shook hands into a fist, took a step forward, and knocked off the madman's sword.

The madman did not expect anyone to intervene, so he took three steps back and stared at the intruder.

Seeing that the madman was far away, Bai Yue leaned over and helped the female cultivator up. The latter also reacted and was shocked, thanking her repeatedly.

"It's okay. My husband has been kind to me, so there is no need to say thank you." Bai Yuejian said calmly.

"Thank you, Master." The female cultivator regained her composure. She was also a human being. She suppressed her sadness and asked the madman sternly:

"Who are you? Tell me your name!"

"Huang Long." The madman remained expressionless.

"Huang Long, the revenge of killing my husband is irreconcilable! Now I am no match for you. If I can get out of here alive, I will avenge this!"

When Bai Yuejian walked back to the original place, Chu Yao didn't ask any more questions. The few words just now had already explained it clearly.

On the other hand, the madman just now seemed to have a rough and unruly demeanor, but his secret calculation was indeed accurate: he used women to coerce, forced men to block the gun, and the final distance was not missed. Even if he made a mistake in this calculation, he would fall in the dark.

The person under the mirror is himself.

Really cruel and ruthless.

Having said that, there are a few people of Yi Yu's generation who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul!

"Senior Sister Bai, you shouldn't wade into this muddy water." Chen Muchao spoke with a dull voice.

"It's just a favor."

Chen Muchao shook his head: "This is your private matter, and I can't say much. However, this madman may have awakened others. It is best for us to stay away from the crowd."

Wake up? I'm afraid these people have woken up long ago. It's not enough to say that they are leads.

Chu Yao knew very well and had already anticipated what would happen next.

Several roars were suddenly heard from the crowd, and then a chaos broke out in an instant, with sounds of fighting and cursing being heard endlessly:

"Old man A, how dare you sneak up on me!"

"You are so cruel! Do you really have no regard for your fellow students?"

"I've already noticed that you don't like me. Just lie down and feed me the mirror!"

A group of Nascent Soul cultivators now have no regard for their face in order to save their lives. They use their fists and kicks to save their lives, and they tear out their hair and bite their teeth if they don't know Kung Fu. They are like a group of village shrews fighting.

One more person falls, one more person can survive. Although I don't know how long they can live, at least they won't lose their lives inexplicably for the time being.

Human nature is like this, and so are monks.

"Don't be alone!" Bai Yuejian shouted sweetly.

Chu Yao immediately approached her senior sister without any hesitation. Among the more than seventy people, she was the only one she could trust.

Chen Muchao hesitated for a moment, and then hurriedly came closer. Only the old man Lu Hua stopped where he was, and Bai Yue glanced at him without forcing him.

In the blink of an eye, two people were beaten until their noses were bruised, their faces were swollen, they were breathless, they fainted, and were thrown in the middle of the hall. One of them was lying on his back, his chest was not rising and falling, and he was actually beaten to death!

Chu Yao couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

After practicing Taoism for hundreds of years, I finally ended up like this. I have to say that fate plays tricks on people and fate is unpredictable.

Time passed quickly, and the black mirror appeared twice more, sucking in the two people who fell on the ground. The time of appearance this time was different from the previous two times, and there was no pattern at all.

Without the "sacrifice", the crowd was ready to stir up again. But now everyone was on guard, and unless they were truly trustworthy, the other monks stayed away from others.

Of the seventy-nine monks, six were lost, and now there are only seventy-three left!

Black Mirror desperately reappeared, this time more than half an hour later.

Chu Yao's heart tightened, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition. He saw the black mirror floating towards him rapidly...

There are so many names... they are all part-timers...
Chapter completed!