Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 363 6 Treasure Secret Realm 17

Soon, there were only about fifty people left on the field. The people who survived had been on a roller coaster ride, but now they had become numb, as if they were only waiting for the butcher's knife to fall before they would change their expressions.

"I want more people than the sect does," shouted a monk who came onto the stage.

Wang Qiye, who had escaped the disaster, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He was born in Lingxi Valley, one of the five sects and four palaces in this world. There were more than 50,000 cultivators in the foundation-building stage. He was not afraid of outnumbering others.

But then the cold sweat he had just wiped off broke out again. If the next person to come on stage had a sect with fewer people, wouldn’t he be in trouble?

"I want to last longer than you." A monk came up to the stage and shouted.

"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Qiye comforted himself in his heart, and escaped another disaster. Now everyone who goes on stage is playing with their heartbeats.

"There are 32 people left. You're the next one." The weapon spirit pointed the sword diagonally.

"I'm younger than my age."

"There are 22 people left. You are next."

"I want to go farther than the pee."

"There are 12 people left. You're the next one, brother." The weapon spirit pointed at Wang Qiye.

Wang Qiye walked onto the stage, not feeling relieved, because even if he killed ten people, the last surviving monk would still use this trick to counterattack him.

Now it seems like we have reached a dead end!

What kind of question should you choose to leave yourself a way out?

"I am heavier than the soul." As soon as Wang Qiye finished speaking, the weapon spirit shot out, and ten more people fell in the hall. Only two people were left, still standing steadily.

"You can go down now, and you come up next." The spirit of the weapon pointed at a female cultivator.

The remaining female cultivator had a cruel look on her face. She had prepared several answers in her mind, but at this moment, she already had an answer that would surely win.

Almost without hesitation, she blurted out: "I am lighter than the soul."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stepped onto the scale resolutely.

"This is impossible!" She looked at the result on the scale, her eyes full of disbelief.

In the previous round, her soul weight had clearly lost to that of the masked monk. However, this time, it was clearly a competition of whose soul was lighter, but the result of the scale still showed that she had lost.

She felt a strong sense of resentment and anger in her heart, "Cheating! Insider trading!! I want to report it!!!"

She screamed loudly, her emotions almost out of control.

But before she could make any move, the spirit of the weapon raised its sword and swung it down. A cold light flashed and the air seemed to freeze in an instant.

Her body shook for a moment, and then she fell down softly.

"Congratulations, little brother. You won the game at Erbao Mountain again." The spirit of the weapon smiled and handed an antique wooden box to Wang Qiye.

Wang Qiye took the wooden box woodenly, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

It was pure luck that he was able to survive this game. Especially the final kill. If it weren't for the deep bond between him and the Great Black Soul, he would have fallen down in hatred.

He slowly stretched out his hand and looked at the mountain of karma of the Lei family that had been moved. It had been completely eliminated, but he was not at ease. It seemed that the karma of the 204 people who died seemed to be counted on him.

"Young man, you have a great talent for games. Do you want to go to the last game venue, Sanbao Mountain? I really want you to join us." The weapon spirit turned lightly, looking as if it was acting coquettishly.

Wang Qiye was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and quickly waved his hand, saying, "No, I have something important to do, please spare me."

“Then if you have figured it out, come to Sanbao Mountain quickly. We have enough people but we won’t wait for anyone.” After saying that, the spirit of the weapon turned into a flash of lightning and shot into the sky.

"Alas, sometimes strength alone is not enough for immortality." Wang Qiye sighed softly, and the spiritual power in his right hand flashed. The storage bags, talismans, and magic tools on the ground rushed towards him like a tide. The magic tools of more than 200 people were still in good condition, but he was not happy.

"I didn't kill you, but you died because of me. If possible, I would rather have a good fight than have them fall in this way."

Although he felt that there were five or six powerful ones among the more than 200 monks, they still lost their lives in this inexplicable game.

Wang Qiye found a corner, sat down slowly, and took out the sesame cake and water hyacinth. He didn't leave immediately because he was physically tired in the last game, but this time he was mentally tired, so he couldn't leave easily.

While eating the biscuit, he pulled up the map and after seeing the location of Sanbao Mountain clearly, he had already decided in his mind to go in the opposite direction and stay away from it tomorrow.

……

The fifth day into the secret realm.

Ka Ka Ka

The formation slowly turned, the stone split into two halves, and the darkness outside appeared before their eyes like a scroll.

Lu Chenke stepped in first, and Fang Qingtian followed skillfully.

As soon as his feet touched the ground in the cave, he looked around anxiously. When that familiar figure came into his sight and a blush appeared on her face, he suddenly felt a surge of heat in his heart. This heat rose in his chest, sweeping away the fear and fatigue that almost cost him his life today.

Watching her from afar was not as pleasurable as being close to her. The only thing that bothered him was that he had to share her with his three fellow apprentices.

"Old Fang, what's wrong? Now that you see her, you can't even walk?" Yuan Xianzhen, who came in from behind, teased.

Fang Qingtian then walked to the iron pot angrily and scooped himself a bowl with a spoon.

Yuan Xianzhen also scooped a bowl from the pot, then sat next to him and touched him with her arm, "Are you okay? Thank you for today."

"It's nothing serious. It's just a little bit away from the heart. Now except for the pain from time to time, I don't think there is any problem." Fang Qingtian rubbed his chest.

Yuan Xianzhen looked grateful with a hint of vulgarity on her lips, "I'll let Junior Sister Li warm you up later, and we'll give her to you tonight."

When Fang Qingtian heard this, his eyes instantly brightened and he looked towards the beautiful figure.

Li Yatong was delighted when she heard that she only had to serve Fang Qingtian tonight. "I can finally feel better tonight."

Li Yatong is far superior to Senior Sister Liu in both figure and face. Although Senior Sister Liu is also quite pretty and shares some of the pressure at night, the four of them are still more willing to take care of Li Yatong.

It's a pity that she had just experienced sex and had to go through such suffering. If it weren't for the will to survive supporting her, she would have died by hitting her head against a wall.

Li Yatong finally dared to raise her shy face, with a faint smile on her lips, and met Fang Qingtian's shining eyes.

The two of them just looked at each other, and Li Yatong couldn't stand his gaze anymore, so she lowered her head shyly.

Fang Qingtian felt a strong sense of satisfaction in his heart. "My goddess just looked at me like that. Has she accepted me? Or does she also want to be alone with me?"

"If I were stronger, could I hug her every night? It seems that I need to be braver tomorrow and try to get more time alone with her!"

His lustful eyes did not dare to move away from her, but became even more blazing, as if to melt her. He brought the bowl of hot soup in his hand to his mouth and drank it all.

He could no longer bear it, so he stood up and walked to Li Yatong, slowly squatted down, and picked her up with trembling hands.

Li Yatong shyly stretched out her arms and placed them around his neck, her whole body soft and boneless.

Fang Qingtian had never dared to imagine such a scene before, but after feeling the warmth in his arms again, he still felt like he was in a dream. But now, this dream has just begun. He resolutely turned around, holding the beauty in his arms, and walked towards the dreamy place.

Yuan Xianzhen looked at Fang Qingtian's impatient expression and smiled evilly, "I thought you, Fang Qingtian, were so noble, but on the third night, you couldn't control yourself and became even more impatient than us."

……

The sixth day into the secret realm.

The assassins in Feiniao Tower were patiently waiting for the poisonous fog to slowly penetrate into a secret place. At this time, the atmosphere was tense and depressing, and everyone was quietly waiting for the best time to attack.

"Not good!" Shu Qi suddenly screamed, and then took decisive action to forcibly destroy the formation in front of him.

As the hidden aura dissipated, a cave appeared where there was nothing.

"What's wrong?" the rat asked in confusion.

"Boss, one of them ran away. I didn't expect him to be so decisive. He didn't even try to test me. He just left his fellow disciples behind and activated a teleportation array inside by himself and escaped." There was a hint of regret in Shu Qi's tone.

"But only one ran away." Shu Qi added.

The head rat nodded, and looked at the weak monks of the Thousand Demon Hall in the cave, with a ferocious smile on his face. "If one escapes, there is still one left. From now on, this Ape brother can only be called Ape."

After saying this, the Head Rat and the Second Rat quickly blocked the entrance of the cave to prevent the people inside from escaping.

The group of monks from the Thousand Demon Hall who were surrounded by the poisonous fog were in poor condition and weak. At this moment, they were like lambs to be slaughtered and had no power to resist. After a fierce battle, eight bodies fell on the ground.

"Boss, we haven't found the bodies of the Yuan brothers." Shu San hurried over to report.

The head rat frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "I didn't expect this pair of brothers to be so careful. Not only do they not stay together on weekdays, but they also set up fixed teleportation arrays between each other's hiding places."

"Well, there's no need to look for them specifically. They are quite cunning and slippery. Let's go to the next place. Shu Liu should have already placed the poison." After saying that, the head rat turned around and left decisively.

The others quickly cleaned up the battlefield, set another fire, and then followed the leader's steps and left quickly.

All that was left was the crackling battlefield and the smoke that gradually dissipated in the air, as if telling of the fierce and brutal battle that had just taken place.