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Volume 1, God of Hunting Office, Chapter 970: Drawing Lots

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    As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind. All the immortal cultivators from all sects are staring at Zheng Xian, but they don't know that the mortals are staring at them closely at this time, waiting for the immortal cultivators to gather together and catch them all.  Zheng Xian took one step first, and the monks around him also took one step. It seemed that they were going to follow Zheng Xian to the end of the world, which made Zheng Xian feel troubled.  It would have been easy if someone had stopped him, but it was a pity that there was a smooth road in front of Zheng Xian. No immortal cultivator appeared in front of his road, and even the great monks in the Gangqi realm were hiding on both sides.  Zheng Xian suddenly accelerated and flew forward as fast as thunder. Naturally, the immortal cultivators around him would not let go of Zheng Xian's big fat that reached his mouth.  Zheng Xian flies very fast, and the monks around him are at the same level as Zheng Xian. Even if they are a little slower than Zheng Xian, they are not completely unable to make up for it. At most, they are a little behind, and they have to catch up.  Most of the immortal cultivators gathered on both sides of Zheng Xian, as if they were escorting him.  With Zheng Xian flying so fast, the immortal cultivators around him secretly complained in their hearts. They did not have Zheng Xian¡¯s magic mirror of the swamp. Although they could not be left behind by Zheng Xian for a while, over time, they would definitely be the first to bear it.  The elders of many sects were transmitting messages to each other at this time, and their lips were moving slightly, but no one around could hear what they said.  These elders from various factions seemed to be arguing about something, and the expressions on their faces were quite intense.  The disciples of the surrounding sects all kept silent, and kept trying to figure out the content of the elders' conversation. The matter that could cause these elders to quarrel must be related to the capture of Zheng Xian, but it is definitely not easy to capture Zheng Xian.  Things definitely come at a price, and this price is often life, or even the lives of many people. Even if they don't know what the elders are arguing about at this time, they can all roughly understand that it must be about who will die first.  , after all, if they keep flying like this, they will definitely be the ones who suffer in the end.  They just hope that their elders can be of some use and will not be sent out to die as cannon fodder. A few of them who are thoughtful have begun to show their poor cultivation at this time, and are gradually being left behind by the big team. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Some monks¡¯ minds, thinking that so-and-so was nothing more than that, and that they regarded him as their life-long enemy, but now these people are enlightened, and feel that they are far inferior to those who are lagging behind.  However, just when they were about to follow suit, several screams suddenly came from behind the team. The monks looked in shock and saw Chang Xiao appearing behind the team at some unknown time or how he took action. In short, the monks would  Seven or eight of the monks who were left behind were killed.  Many monks were furious and prepared to gather together to kill Chang Xiao first.  But after the elders looked back at Chang Xiao, they stopped talking. These elders knew in their hearts that if Chang Xiao were not there, their team chasing Zheng Xian would have dispersed long ago. It would be useless for Chang Xiao to kill a few.  There is nothing wrong with being a monk who is a monk or a monk who has secret intentions.  Several great elders did not open their mouths. The monks thought about Chang Xiao's scene of not knowing how to twist the head off, and they couldn't help but shut up. It was not that they didn't want to kill Chang Xiao, but they really didn't dare to do it.  I originally thought that Chang Xiao would be able to kill just a few monks, but who would have thought that Chang Xiao would go crazy and chase and kill the monks who were lagging behind. Chang Xiao was like a shark chasing behind a school of fish. As long as he fell behind a little, he would definitely be killed.  Bitten to death by a shark.  Several elders couldn't help but turn around again. This Chang Xiao was really too cruel. They sent messages one after another and reached a consensus that after killing Zheng Xian, they must kill this house!  At this time, the lagging monks no longer dared to lag behind, and rushed forward one after another, for fear of being slaughtered by Chang Xiao. Those guys who originally thought they were pretending to be lagging behind were very clever, and quite impressive guys now shook their heads, thinking to themselves, this gang  Guys only have little cleverness but no great wisdom. They seem to have forgotten that they also wanted to pretend to be behind.  A group of elders finally discussed and came up with the result.  These elders flew over from all directions and gathered together. The monks around them widened their eyes to see what these elders were going to do. Then they saw one of the elders take out a porcelain jar the size of a watermelon from his arms, and then reached out to  With the next grab, he grabbed a stone over one meter long from the ground a hundred meters below.  With a light stroke of his finger, the big stone was cut into thirteen small pieces. Each piece was square and square, with a red mark on one of them, and then fell into the porcelain jar with a clanking sound.  Thirteen elders, representing the thirteen sects, released their spiritual thoughts to lock the porcelain jar. In this way, no one could cheat. Once cheating, the other twelve people would immediately know about it.  I originally thought that these elders had been arguing for a long time and had already reached a conclusion. Unexpectedly, in the end, they still had to draw lots to decide. The monks around them all had very difficult expressions on their faces.?.  These monks were all nervous. If their elders were unlucky, wouldn't they want them to die?  The monks looked at the elders one by one, not daring to breathe, grabbing a square stone from the porcelain jar, and then they all stared at the expressions on the faces of their elders.  When a disciple of the British clan saw the expression of his elder as if he was eating shit, his heart sank to the bottom of the sea.  Sure enough, Yi Han, the elder of the Ying tribe, flew back slowly with a gloomy face.  The elders of other sects had happy faces. Although they did not say much after returning to their respective sects, their eyes drifted towards Yi Han, and the joy in them was self-evident.  All the disciples of the Ying clan looked at Elder Yi and did not dare to ask questions. Elder Yi's livid face showed that he was in a very bad mood.  The Yiying Clan itself is not a famous sect. When it was in the fairy world, it was only a medium-sized sect. Now its strength has increased slightly, but it can only barely maintain its current status. The more than a hundred disciples in front of it are the Yiying Clan.  The most elite force in the clan, let alone losing all of it, even half of it is not something that the British clan can bear.  Elder Yi was silent for a moment and then said: "A Ying clan disciple followed the order and harassed Mr. Zheng from all sides. Slow down his speed and ignore the words of other monks. We can do this and have done our best." Elder Yi  His words made the disciples of the Yiying tribe feel slightly relieved. It would not be difficult for them to interfere with Zheng Xian from both sides.  I don¡¯t think there¡¯s anything scary about Zheng Xian.  ??Obviously the content of the draw is not that simple, but if Elder Yi proves his repudiation, it will be too late for them to be happy. As for the words of other sects, are the words of other sects more important than survival?  The disciples of the Ying clan accelerated to catch up to both sides of Zheng Xian.  Zheng Xian had long seen the elders of various factions chasing him and drawing lots. At this moment, he saw these monks flying towards him. He originally thought they were going to stop him, but he didn't expect these guys to be so shameless.  , did not dare to come close to him, but followed him from both sides.  Mr. Zheng now feels like he is rafting on a small river surrounded by mountains. There are towering mountains composed of monks on both sides and even behind him.  Just as Zheng Xian was thinking about accelerating again, the disciples of the Ying clan on both sides suddenly took action and released a stream of light bombs towards Zheng Xian. The most powerful magical power of the Ying Ying clan was called vitality bombs. These vitality bullets were gathered in the palm of his hand.  Among them, after launching, do not touch anything. Once touched, it will explode immediately. It may shoot out thousands of light needles or directly explode a corrosive gas, which is extremely corrosive. In short, as long as it is seen  When this light bomb arrives, it is the wisest choice to stay away from it.  There are more than 120 monks in the Ying clan. Thirty monks are taking action at this time. They are planning to intercept Zheng Xian, so they cannot attack them all at once. In this way, the 100 monks are divided into four parts and take turns to attack.  Bring the biggest disruption first.  Zheng Xian saw that these guys were only besieging him from a distance, but did not dare to step forward. His slender eyes narrowed slightly. This was indeed a good way to hinder his movements and slow down his speed. Moreover, Zheng Xian had to think  To deal with these attacks, you have to consume vitality and energy.  Zheng Xian's biggest advantage is that he has the magic mirror of the swamp, which contains the power of a world for him to extract. The biggest advantage of the monks around him is that there are many people. If they make up their mind to engage in a wheel battle, Zheng Xian  The power provided by the incomplete world may not be able to sustain Zheng Xian until the end.  Zheng Xian avoided more than a dozen vitality bombs one after another, but in the end there were three vitality bombs that he could not avoid, so he had to explode them with a snap of his fingers.  Two of the three energy bombs contained poisonous mist, and the other one was a golden needle spray. Fortunately, the monks who used these three magical powers were only average in cultivation. The steel needles and poisonous mist contained within them only average attack power for Zheng Xian.  , completely defensible.  After the first attack, there was another wave of attacks. Now this group of British monks divided into three waves and took turns using long-distance magical powers to attack Zheng Xian from a distance. Zheng Xian simply became a living target. Zheng Xian had to find a breakthrough point.  Come out and continue to be passive like this, the situation is not good.  Zheng Xian glanced at the hundreds of monks from the Ying clan. These monks were quite dense. The monks who were originally on both sides of Zheng Xian had already given up their positions on both sides to them.  Therefore, Zheng Xian had sixty monks on his left and sixty monks on his right, one on the left and one on the right taking turns.  Zheng Xian opened his mouth and said: "Zhenchi, can that guy use it now?" The face that only showed gentleness to Zheng Xian nodded and said: "It can be used, but I can completely withstand such an attack. Really?"  There is no need to use that guy." Zheng Xian smiled and said, "That thing has been around since then.I haven't tried to use it since I got it. You know, it took the two of us working together to suppress him for nearly a year. Now this situation is just right to take him out and demonstrate it. Speaking of which, I have always been  I¡¯m really looking forward to the power of that thing!  "After saying that, Zheng Xian looked at the Yin Po Sect disciple who was chasing behind him. He had not made a sound since the Little Saint was killed by Chang Xiao.
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