"Since fellow Taoist disciples don't believe it, just go in and have a look and you will know."

Senior Brother Liu was not in a hurry and simply moved out of the way.

"I don't believe it. It's such a coincidence. What kind of formation master is adding poison cultivators inside? Who else is willing to go with me?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and looked at the other people.

"Fellow Taoist, please excuse me. I'd better take another look."

The old man Ren Qing, who was also mixed in at this time, said with a smile: "I know something about Qi Yun Sect. They are a well-known and upright person. I believe they will not lie."

"Thank you fellow Taoist for your support."

Senior Brother Liu and others were very grateful when they saw Ren Qing's trusting look.

"A bunch of idiots who can't even tell whether I'm a human or a ghost are worthy of fighting with fellow Taoist Qin?"

Ren Qing nodded with a smile on his face, but he was still complaining in his heart.

When Ren Qing said this, several other monks also hesitated.

"Haha, it seems that this opportunity is destined to belong to me."

Seeing that no one supported his decision, the middle-aged male cultivator sneered and suddenly flew towards Bai Wu.

Ren Qing quickly sent a message and informed Qin Cheng of the man's location.

"This guy is dead." Senior Brother Liu snorted.

After the man rushed into the white mist, the cultivators were also paying close attention.

Once the man gains something, they will not hesitate to follow him and help hunt Qin Cheng.

But it only took a few breaths.

The white mist rolled, and a scream suddenly sounded. The sound was extremely miserable and made people shudder.

The next moment, a dark object was thrown out of the white mist and landed on the ground. It was the head of the middle-aged monk.

"Dead?"

Everyone was shocked and in disbelief.

The middle-aged monk had only been in for a long time, but they didn't feel the battle happening. As a result, the monk died tragically, and his head was chopped off.

The monks in this white mist are too ruthless.

"It wasn't cut off with a sharp weapon. Look at the fracture, there are many dense convex and concave places."

A young monk, with a pale face at this time, pointed to the wound on the head.

"It seemed like he was bitten by countless tiny poisonous insects until only his head was left."

Now everyone's heads felt swollen, and a chill spread from their backs to their whole bodies.

Countless poisonous insects have devoured the whole body, which makes me shudder just thinking about it.

How terrifying is this monk in the white mist?

Everyone gasped. They had some doubts before, but now they are somewhat convinced.

This is a warning against deliberately throwing the head out.

"Could this person really be a strong person at the eighth level of the Fusion Realm?"

"Fellow Taoists, do you believe it now?" Senior Brother Liu was also completely proud.

"I think this fellow Taoist is right."

Ren Qing also followed Qin Cheng's instructions and said at this time: "We are waiting here, staying the same to cope with all changes. If there are enough people, even if this person has strong cultivation and weird methods, it is impossible to deal with him alone."

A hundred people."

In the following time, the monks all around were getting closer and closer.

But everyone from the Qi Yunzong came forward and persuaded them one by one.

And now there is evidence, which is the bleeding head of the male cultivator on the ground.

Naturally, some of them didn't believe in evil, so they wanted to go in and try, but there was no sound at all.


Chapter completed!