Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 150 149. Ghost Face Prestige! (12) (Please subscribe!)

[Ghost respect arrives. 】

【you are dead. 】

An Le opened his eyes and woke up from the deduction.

He looked at the wall beside him, his eyes were a little confused, and he couldn't tell whether it was reality or illusion for a while.

The text on the panel was extremely short, but in the memory of the deduction, it was a rather long battle.

God statues, evil spirits, monks... I don't know how many died, and the entire relic space is almost wiped out. The cruelty and bloodiness of the battlefield are unimaginable to those who have not witnessed it with their own eyes.

To this day, An Le has experienced many battles, but this is the first time that it has been as tragic as this time.

However, the firmness of his will was no longer what it used to be, and he soon calmed down and regained his sobriety.

"Sure enough..."

An Le narrowed his eyes, not panicking at all.

After all, even without deduction, he had anticipated the enemy's attack in advance.

He muttered: "Ghost Venerable..."

In the previous deduction, An Le learned about the existence of this "person" from the mouths of Multi-eyed True Monarch and Blood Demon.

He knew that the other party was the owner of the ruins, and also the chief culprit of Yun Tianyu's changes some time ago. Those strange black smokes were written by Gui Zun.

Gui Zun's original plan seemed to use the black smoke as a tentacles to explore Yun Tianyu first, but it was forced to stop because of the arrival of Taixu Palace.

Thinking of Taixu Palace, An Le frowned slightly.

"We have been trapped in the ruins for several days. No matter how slow Taixu Palace is, it should react."

"Not to mention, it's still Huashen. Such a relic space will definitely not be able to stop them."

An Le felt really strange, and rubbed her chin: "Or...the Taixu Palace didn't take the life of the tester into consideration at all?"

When he was thinking, Gu Qiutong's voice came from outside the door.

"Friend Daoist An! I have something important to tell you!"

After getting the answer, Gu Qiutong walked in hurriedly, followed by dry ice.

They were a little embarrassed, as if they were after the battle, but the relationship was obviously much better than before, and there was no longer a tense posture.

An Le was a little curious about what happened between the two women.

But compared to this, business matters.

Gu Qiutong explained the situation concisely and concisely.

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"That is to say, when you fell into the ruins... only one day had passed in Yuntianyu? And almost no one talked about what happened in Tianyun Mountain?"

An Le looked at the dry ice and asked seriously.

Facing his gaze, Qian Bing blushed for some reason.

She had a lot of things she wanted to say to An Le, but she couldn't say it under the current situation, so she could only nod her head vigorously.

The dry ice didn't stay in the ruins for a long time, and it didn't take more than half a day when it was fully loaded. Combined with the above, it's not hard to see Anle.

"Aren't the time flow rates of the relic space and the outside world the same?"

The Luohun Sect in ancient times was brilliant and powerful, and it would not be surprising if the space here possessed such characteristics.

But An Le vaguely feels that this is still not the whole reason why Taixu Palace still hasn't made a move.

"Forget it, it's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. At critical moments, you still have to rely on yourself."

An Le's eyes gradually became firm.

This crisis is certainly a near-death situation, but since he crossed over, which time has it not been like this?
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At this time, many monks in the camp had been gathered together by Hu Chunsheng.

"What happened? Why did Fellow Daoist Hu summon me so late?"

"It seems to be the request of the ghost-faced man..."

"I hope it's not bad news. After I go out, I still want to become a Taoist partner with my junior sister!"

Everyone whispered and discussed in low voices.

After all, it was two o'clock in the morning. Even if the Foundation Establishment cultivator stayed awake for four or five days, it would not be a problem, but he would inevitably complain if he was disturbed during his rest.

Especially some of the newly joined monks muttered to themselves.

"If it's Mr. Wuhen, that's fine. Where does this ghost-masked man get such a big face?"

With the increase in the number of people in the camp, there were also more monks who had never been rescued by An Le himself, and had never seen him make a move. They were a little bit dissatisfied with the authority of the ghost-faced man.

Pan Ying is one of them.

He is a direct descendant of the Yiyuanying cultivator family, with broad knowledge and extraordinary talent, he thinks he is only one step behind Yun Wuhen.

Before falling into the ruins, he obtained six Jade Cauldron Fragments, ranking at the top of the leaderboard.

Pan Ying's only flaw is that her appearance is not outstanding, her body is relatively short and fat, and her facial features are far from "average", so her reputation is not obvious, so she only got the nickname "Dwarf Tiger".

Before Pan Ying was in the camp, Jinghong caught a glimpse of An Le's true face, and saw Qian Bing actively chasing him.

My heart was sore, and I became more and more unconvinced.

'Everyone is a genius, how can you have such a status as a ghost-faced man? '

'Is it just because you look good? '

Pan Ying was angry and complained to her companions beside her: "Is this ghost-masked man entertaining us? All the evil spirits nearby have been cleaned up, so what else can we do?"

Hearing this, many people around him glared at him.

Pan Ying wasn't afraid at all, she looked at her with a faint aura all over her body, and said coldly.

"Why, did I say something wrong?"

There was a sense of oppression in his eyes, and even the weaker monks were unable to refute.

Other newcomers to fame were also ready to move, creating a small commotion.

Seeing this scene, Pan Ying sneered triumphantly: "My time is precious, if he doesn't come again, I will..."

Suddenly, he didn't finish speaking.

A vast and heavy coercion spread in an instant.

The pressure was invisible, but it seemed real. Pan Ying only felt his back sinking, and his modest stature seemed to be a little shorter.

He felt that the air became a little sticky, and it became difficult to breathe.

"This coercion, how could it be..."

Pan Ying gritted her teeth, the spiritual power in her body was circulating, and her joints made a crisp sound of "crack, bang, bang, bang", and then she managed to stand up straight.

He couldn't help raising his head and looked at the place where everyone's eyes converged.

A young man as handsome as a fairy stood there upright.

The breath is deep and vast, like a bottomless abyss, and like an endless starry sky, just looking at it makes one feel awe.

After killing many evil spirits, the effect of [Si Tian Zhi Li] became stronger and stronger to create this terrifying coercion.

At this moment, Pan Ying was attracted by those deep eyes, and stared at them seriously, as if she could see fine grains and a little thick yellow in them, her eyes seemed to be inevitably sunk in, and even her soul was sucked away.

Biting the tip of his tongue, he woke up with the help of the pain, and found that the clothes behind him were already wet with cold sweat.

At this time, Pan Ying suddenly realized——

From the beginning to the end, An Le didn't even look at him!
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Coercion comes quickly and goes quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the previously restless camp became extremely quiet.

The newly joined monks broke out in a cold sweat, and they were shocked: "The strength of this ghost-faced man is simply unfathomable."

"No wonder he is the leader of this camp."

Among practitioners, strength is the right to speak.

After this deterrence, most of the people calmed down and waited quietly for Anle to speak.

"Fellow daoists, the master of the ruins, Guizun is about to lead an army of evil spirits and idols to attack, please prepare as soon as possible."

Anle cut to the chase and said loudly.

Many monks first fell into a brief silence, and then there was an instant uproar.

"How, how?!"

"Friend Daoist An, is this information true?"

"Are they trying to catch us all?"

The destruction of the core of the altar made the space unstable, so that everyone finally saw the hope of escaping from the sky, and then An Le suddenly poured cold water on them, which was really unacceptable for a while.

Wang Nian, Hu Chunsheng and others who followed An Le all the way did not doubt the authenticity of the news at all.

They knew that An Le was definitely not a random person, so they all looked serious and felt very heavy.

Although the new monks who joined the group were overwhelmed by Anle's strength, they still had doubts.

In the crowd, Pan Ying forcibly suppressed the fear of looking directly into those eyes before, and asked loudly.

"Ghost-faced man, where did you get this news from?"

"I see that most of the evil spirits in this ruins have disappeared. Where are the ghosts?"

An Le swept towards him indifferently.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, but if you don't believe it, please leave here."

To fight outside, you must first be safe inside.

Only by eliminating the unstable factors in the team can we gain one more chance of victory in the next battle.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xiong Batian grinned not far away, and walked towards Pan Ying step by step with a tower-like body.

"You dwarf tiger!"

"Do you want my old bear to help you, or get out by yourself?"

As he spoke, he was about to grab Pan Ying and throw him out of the camp.

Pan Ying's face changed suddenly. From his rational point of view, he actually felt that An Le would not fabricate such a lie, but he saw that the other party was unhappy, so he just wanted to argue.

Unexpectedly, An Le's attitude was so decisive that he wanted to drive him away!

Pan Ying always had a good face, if it was in private, he might have apologized as if nothing had happened, but under the watchful eyes of the public, Pan Ying really couldn't do it if he was asked to give in to the ghost-masked man.

After her complexion changed several times, Pan Ying snorted coldly: "Let's go!"

He turned to his companion next to him.

"I finally understand that this ghost-masked man is just a self-willed person, so let's leave this place alone!"

"let's go!"

But Pan Ying waited for a while, but no one followed.

Turning around to look, I found that the previous companions were standing in the same place, eyes dodging - you can just die, don't take us with you!

Pan Ying widened her eyes: "You, you..."

Xiong Batian made up the knife at the right time, glaring at him with bear eyes as big as copper bells: "Why are you still leaving?"

Hearing these words, Pan Ying became even more anxious, with a feeling of depression in her chest, and left angrily.

This is just a small episode.

Not long after, An Le started to get down to business. He first looked at Yun Wuhen.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, I heard that your Yuntian Sect has a miraculous combined attack formation, which can make multiple people exert stronger combat power..."

Yun Wuhen was slightly taken aback: "How did the ghost-masked man know?" '

He was about to bring it up, but An Le preempted him.

But An Le showed so many miracles that Yun Wuhen got used to it, and soon he stopped caring, and began to teach this formation to everyone.

(End of this chapter)