My Cultivation Game

Lu Qing transmigrated and inherited a dilapidated sect.

He also discovered that with the help of a sect assistant, he could summon players into this world.

Then, the style of things cha...

Chapter 351: Mist

The purple-green mist suddenly gathered together and instantly condensed into a ball of black condensate.

The black condensate was like being shot from a slingshot and hit the jellyfish's shell directly!

"Bang!!"

There was a loud bang, followed by the jellyfish shaking violently.

Nanlou Xuejin let out a unique scream and responded.

“Fuck, are you Huang Xudong or Guan Gou?”

"Don't panic! Throw the dragon scales away, he wants the dragon scales!!" Wang Ze thought quickly and shouted.

Hearing this, everyone took out their dragon scales and threw them away without caring about anything else. Then, they ran away from the dragon scales and gathered together.

There is strength in numbers.

The six foundation-building players gathered together are a force that cannot be underestimated even if they are placed in an ordinary small sect in Zhongfu Province.

But the only advantage here is that we can die together.

After logging off, you can have someone to chat with in the group.

The second impact of the black condensate broke through directly.

As expected, black smoke came out of the dragon scales and was absorbed by the black condensate.

Then, the black condensate gradually turned into a human form and slowly approached the six players.

"Ahhhhhh!" Nanlou Xuejin continued to scream and at the same time, shrank back.

The bear's paw made no sound, but it shrank faster than the snow in the south tower had disappeared.

In a hurry, he used a little more strength and pushed Nanlou Xuejin out directly.

"Wang Ze, it's up to you!"

Nanlou Xuejin recalled the first time he encountered a monster in the Huizi space, grabbed Wang Ze and threw him out.

She couldn't catch him by herself.

However, seeing this, Ye Ao and Bu Shutian immediately provided a little help.

Wang Ze was pushed in front of the black figure, his mind went blank.

The black figure raised its arms, and its hands gradually began to transform into sharp claws.

Bu Shuantian suddenly had an idea and shouted, "Wang Ze, this black figure is the ghost from the abyss!! They have high attack and low defense, we can just attack them!! Don't be afraid!! Just attack them and they'll be done!!!"

Wang Ze gritted his teeth and used the only skill he could cast instantly, the Qingxia Arrow.

A ball of green light shot out.

It hit the black figure.

And then, it was gone.

"Oh, isn't it?"

Bu Shutian scratched the back of his head and looked around at the expressions of the others. After finding that the other four people had no reaction, he silently shut up.

Wang Ze closed his eyes and then opened them again.

In this less than one second of closing his eyes, Wang Ze's mood underwent a huge change from lying down and waiting to die to giving it a try.

Ghost Spirit Technique, activate!

Wang Ze's arms lit up.

The shadow's hand fell down and rested on Wang Ze's shoulder.

"Go, stop the sacrifice... Otherwise, we... will all die!"