Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 416 Green Bee Queen

Everyone had just finished cleaning up the spoils and had no time to catch their breath when a group of Sky Spider Cult monks suddenly emerged from the nearby woods.

This group of young men and women who came here to gild themselves were now killing people with great enthusiasm. They looked at each other, without any fear in their eyes, only an increasingly strong murderous intent.

Without hesitation, they rushed forward again without hesitation.

The murderous intent was like a blazing fire, making people feel terrified.

Several dazzling lightning flashed on Ji Yulin's magic weapon, and every time it was swung, it carried an incomparably powerful force of thunder and lightning.

Any cultivator whose magic weapon is shocked by him will suffer severe paralysis all over the body and instantly lose the ability to resist.

Then, he would quickly send the tip of his sword to that person's heart. No one could fight him.

Miao Zihao's poisonous insects were even more elusive. Those tiny insects moved flexibly among the crowd, looking for the enemy's weaknesses.

Taking advantage of the other monks' inattention, the poisonous insects will quickly drill into their bodies and take away their lives in an instant.

The hostile monk's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his body collapsed to the ground like mud.

However, the monks of the Sky Spider Sect were no ordinary people. They fought hard and tenaciously. For a while, the two sides were engaged in an extremely fierce fight.

The shouts and screams were deafening, and the magic lights flickered and illuminated the entire swamp like daylight. The shouts and screams seemed to break through the sky, and the magic lights were as colorful as fireworks.

But in the end, the people of Lingxi Valley relied on their powerful strength and sophisticated equipment to kill all the monks of the Sky Spider Sect.

Everyone had just breathed a sigh of relief and had no time to sit down and rest when a group of Asukalou killers wearing black tights suddenly appeared from the other side.

As soon as the two sides met, they drew their swords without saying a word.

The blades collided, making a sharp, piercing sound that hurt the eardrums. The sound was like a sharp whistle, making the ears buzz.

This group of men in black are indeed assassins, their moves are extremely ruthless and unpredictable, and each move is aimed at the enemy's vital points. Their movements are as swift as the wind, as erratic as ghosts, and difficult to grasp.

Although the monks of Lingxi Valley were powerful, they were still a little flustered by the sudden and fierce attack.

After a fierce battle, all the men in black were finally defeated, but unfortunately one of the nine people from Lingxi Valley also died.

At this time, another group of monks from the Changhe Valley appeared and rushed over like a tide.

The monks in Lingxi Valley were startled. Even if they were stupid, they realized that they were being plotted against.

But the two gangs had already engaged each other, and it was impossible to escape easily. They could only grit their teeth and continue to fight to the death.

The battle was like a brutal storm that made it impossible to escape.

The monks in Changhe Valley are quite powerful and their cooperation is very tacit, which has brought tremendous pressure to the people in Lingxi Valley.

Ji Yulin and Miao Zihao fought hard, their bodies were covered in blood, and they could no longer tell whether it was the enemy's or their own.

With disheveled hair and bloodstained face, he looked like an evil ghost crawling out of a pool of blood. The other brothers also used all their strength to fight the enemy to the death.

The battle was extremely brutal, with people getting injured and falling down every moment. The groans of the wounded rose and fell, like the wails of hell.

The groaning sound filled people's hearts with sadness and helplessness.

When all the monks from Changhe Valley finally fell, three monks from Lingxi Valley died, leaving only five.

Before they could even catch their breath, a group of monks from Yueyin Pavilion came and attacked.

Everyone in Lingxi Valley was exhausted to the extreme. Their spiritual power was consumed greatly in the previous battle, and their bodies were covered with wounds of various sizes. Blood gushed out of the wounds, and their steps were weak, as if they would fall down in the next second.

But their eyes were still full of determination, and it was a strong desire to survive that supported them.

That determined look is like a burning flame that will never go out.

Ji Yulin shouted loudly: "Brothers, let's fight! Either they die or we die today!"

Miao Zihao also shouted: "Don't be afraid, fight them!"

The five people once again rushed into the enemy group without hesitation and started a life-and-death battle with the monks of Yueyin Pavilion.

Swords and sabers crisscrossed and spells flashed. Every moment someone was injured, every moment someone fell.

Finally, all the monks of Yueyin Pavilion were wiped out, but only Ji Yulin and Miao Zihao were left in Lingxi Valley.

Even the monk with a pointed chin and monkey face fell in this battle. His eyes were still open, as if he was still expressing his unwillingness.

Ji Yulin and Miao Zihao stood back to back, breathing heavily.

Their bodies were covered with wounds and their clothes were in tatters.

Before the two of them could catch their breath, they were surrounded by a group of monks from the Yinyue Sect.

The monks of Yinyue Sect all had ferocious looks on their faces. They looked at the exhausted Ji Yulin and Miao Zihao as if they were lambs to be slaughtered.

Ji Yulin gritted his teeth and said, "Miao Zihao, today may be the day we die."

Miao Zihao smiled bitterly: "Even if I die, I will take a few more people with me."

The battle started again, and Ji Yulin and Miao Zihao fought with their last bit of strength.

Miao Zihao's poisonous insects were almost gone, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted. In a head-on confrontation with the enemy, he was pierced through the chest by the enemy's sword and fell heavily.

Ji Yulin's eyes were red. Although his thunder technique was powerful, his body was extremely tired after a long battle. His legs were shaking and he could hardly stand and was about to fall.

In the end, he ran out of strength and was knocked to the ground by the enemy's sword.

The monks of Yinyue Sect smiled triumphantly and stepped forward to cut off Ji Yulin's head.

Seeing Ji Yulin’s head moved, Xia Cao, who had been hiding in the dark, jumped out.

Her eyes were as cold as ice, and the silver needle in her hand flashed with cold light.

She just waved her hand and several silver needles flew out, killing those Yinyue Sect monks in an instant.

"Brother Ji, remember, it was the Yinyue Sect that killed you." She sneered, collected all the spoils on the battlefield, and then turned and left.

The figure gradually disappeared into the darkness until it was completely out of sight.

The darkness seemed to swallow up everything, leaving behind only silence and a bloody battlefield.

……

"Run, the Green Hornet is coming!"

The two monks were so frightened when they saw a woman in green clothes, green skirt and green hair.

Their faces turned pale in an instant, their eyes filled with fear, as if they had seen the most terrifying existence in the world, and they ran for their lives.

However, a silver needle soon caught up with the two.

The silver needles were like a group of deadly wasps, flashing a cold light and moving at an extremely fast speed.

Under the sunlight, each silver needle was colorful and very beautiful. Obviously, these silver needles were poisoned.

A group of silver needles caught up with the two and quickly surrounded them, although the two monks tried their best to dodge and defend themselves with the magic weapons in their hands.

But too much defense will lead to a loss of defense, and they were finally stabbed. In just one minute, they died from the poison and fell down one after another.

Xia Cao snorted coldly, with dissatisfaction on her proud face. "Now, everyone runs away when they see me, and no one dares to fight me. It really makes me angry. I am not good at Qinggong to begin with, and now I am sweating just to chase you two."

She pouted slightly, looking a little aggrieved.

She raised her fair little hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The beads of sweat sparkled in the sunlight.

I looked around and found that there was no one.

"Where did they all go?" Her eyes were full of confusion.

She really didn't know that of the original 500 monks, only 116 were left in just three days, and they were still struggling to survive.

After the group of young masters and young ladies in Lingxi Valley killed six waves of people, they were all killed along with themselves, a total of 69 people.

They were once invincible, relying on their status and strength to bully others in the secret realm. However, in this cruel battle, they finally paid a heavy price.

She has poisoned a large number of people with silver needles in the past two days, a total of 124 people.

Her silver needles were like the messenger of death, making it impossible to guard against them. In this chaotic secret realm, she became a terrifying existence in her own unique way.

That red flame snake has never been idle. About 115 monks have died in its mouth.

The red flame snake was extremely ferocious, like a demon from hell. Its appearance filled the entire secret realm with the breath of death.

The remaining 76 monks all died in encounters with other monks.

In this small secret place, everyone is trying their best to survive. Fighting is everywhere and death can come at any time.

This secret land, once full of hope, has now turned into a bloody battlefield.

The 116 surviving monks huddled on the edge of the secret realm like frightened birds.

Their hearts were filled with fear and despair, an uneasiness that went deep into their bones.

Every moment, they were in panic, as if they were shrouded in endless darkness.

They didn't dare to take another step deeper into the secret realm, and could only cling to this relatively safe edge, praying that they could arrive soon after ten days so that they could activate the teleportation array and escape from this hellish place.

The luster in their eyes had disappeared, replaced by endless fatigue and fear.

During this long wait, every minute and every second was so hard to endure. They could only pray silently in their hearts, hoping that the God of Destiny would favor them and let them leave this terrible secret place safely.

However, this is only the third day since the secret realm was opened!

"Oh, I got it!" Xia Cao, who had been searching for someone for ages, suddenly brightened up his cold eyes.

Coming from a dark prison, she wouldn't allow herself to go back with so many spoils.

"If I perform better in this secret realm, maybe the master will reward me by letting me sleep with him."

Two blushes rose on her face, like the delicate flowers blooming in spring, showing the shyness of a girl. The blush spread on her fair skin, like the gorgeous sunset in the sky, beautiful and breathtaking.

At this moment, she lowered her head slightly, with shyness and tenderness flashing in her eyes.

If other monks saw this, they would be stunned.