"You bastard, how could you be frightened by a Nascent Soul in its early stage?"
"You are all saints and saints of various sects. Are you going to let someone surnamed Wei step on your head and shit on your head today? If word gets out, do you still want the face of the masters?"
Just when everyone was retreating from the bottom of their hearts.
A cold-faced young man in a black robe with three swords hanging from his waist, his face full of arrogance and sarcasm.
With one sentence, everyone blushed but were speechless.
"Senior Brother Ouyang." A girl in a red dress said awkwardly: "You are so powerful that you are not afraid of Wei Han's power, but we who are weaker cannot really risk our lives here, right?"
"Yes, Senior Sister Qiu is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. She has never failed in her true psychic skills. Even ordinary Nascent Soul peak monks have been defeated many times. Even she..."
"We really have no confidence that we can survive from Wei Mo!"
"Yes, do we need to discuss this matter again?"
There were echoes from the crowd.
Obviously, most people have been frightened by Wei Han's iron-blooded methods. Except for the more than ten late Yuan Ying monks who led the team, there are few others who are not afraid.
Although they are the dazzling pride of heaven!
But they are also human beings, and naturally they are afraid of losing all their glory.
Wei Han is obviously not an ordinary evildoer. If he continues to fight head-on, I am afraid that many people present will die.
"We have no grudge against Wei Han." The girl in the red dress continued: "All the incidents were just someone plotting against him and trying to gather the power of our eleven holy places to destroy him. But now it is obvious that nothing can be done, why are you still there? Do we have to go all out? There have been countless geniuses in the world of immortality for thousands of years. Do we have to go all out to destroy each one of them?"
Everyone was speechless!
Many people's hearts were shaken again.
They really don't have any deep grudges against Wei Han, but because he is too talented, they have to work hard to hunt him down after receiving the mission from the sect?
After all, this is related to your own life!
"Okay!" The cold-faced young man Ouyang Xu sneered: "Since you are not in the mood to continue hunting, then please do it yourself. Don't forget that we still have a mission to hunt down the demonic thoughts."
"nature!"
Everyone laughed and nodded.
Mo Nian and the others will naturally be hunted.
After all, no one dares to go out right now. What if the elders of the division ask him how he should handle matters? Could it be that so many people were so frightened by Wei Han that they dared not move?
Therefore, it doesn’t matter whether you are fishing or pretending!
Everyone must stay inside the corpse of the ancient demon for a few more days.
After some discussion, everyone divided into two groups and acted separately.
A group of 16 late Nascent Soul monks headed by Ouyang Xu were arrogant people who were unwilling to fail their mission, let alone be stepped on by Wei Han, so they decided to join forces to continue the hunt.
As for the others, they gathered together to clear away their demonic thoughts.
There are dozens of them. No matter how powerful Wei Han is, he can't kill them all head-on, right? Therefore, everyone's panic could not help but calm down a little.
"Haha, a bunch of short-sighted people are in vain to be the saint sons of various sects." Ouyang Xu cursed with a roll of his sleeves in displeasure, a pair of eagle eyes flashing with deep hatred and contempt.
"Brother Ouyang, why bother with these slutty people?"
"Yes, it is not impossible for us to destroy the person named Wei with our own strength."
"When he killed Qiu Wenjin's six people, he must have used a lot of trump cards, right? He might even have been seriously injured. It would be a pity if all his previous efforts were wasted at this moment."
"Yes, if we don't kill this boy, how can we have the face to return to our clan and return our orders?"
All the saint sons of the late Nascent Soul present echoed.
They are not ordinary people. Each one of them is the best among the saints of each sect, and they also shoulder the strong expectations of the peaks behind them.
If Wei Han could be killed in this situation, the benefits would be self-evident.
Besides, they didn't think that the other party had the ability to defeat a dozen late Nascent Souls at once.
"It's just a problem how to find him!"
In the crowd, someone muttered a question.
Ouyang Xu glanced around, narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "The one named Wei who dares to fight back and ambush us is obviously a very arrogant person. He will definitely want to find an opportunity to divide us and destroy us. Since he was able to do so before, Judging from the ease with which we can track our movements, he must have some unknown means to monitor all parties."
"Now the saint sons of each sect are divided into two groups. He will either attack that group of trash or attack us. Who do you think he will attack?"
Everyone looked at each other and started laughing the next moment!
No matter which group of people Wei Han attacks, as long as he accurately calculates his next attack target, it will not be difficult to find his traces.
"Now we are fishing far behind this pile of rubbish. Do you have any objections?" Ouyang Xu asked again.
"Of course not!"
"As it should be!"
Everyone nodded in agreement, obviously understanding Ouyang Xu's plan.
Since Wei Han was going to treat them as prey, he simply put on a conspiracy posture and allowed the other party to attack. It would be okay if he attacked his group secretly, but at worst, he would be dealt with directly.
But if Wei Han chooses to attack the group of people in front, they can also play a role in the rear, which is quite refreshing to think about.
After some discussion!
The people from each sect were divided into two groups, one after the other and continued to advance inside the corpse of the ancient demon. Naturally, the demonic thoughts they encountered along the way were easily killed by them.
It’s just that time passes by minute by minute!
The expected attack did not occur again.
Wei Han seemed to have given up on attacking and killing them, and suddenly fell silent, which made everyone feel relieved and relieved.
"Perhaps, the people in Zixiao Holy Land know that it is difficult for us to get together and take action, so they should give up and continue to seek death!"
"I hope so, we can go out after three to five days!"
"Haha, dozens of us are gathered together. Could it be that the man named Wei still has some means to kill us all?"
The atmosphere among the people in each sect gradually relaxed.
But they didn't know that Wei Han was still staring at them. He was like a lone wolf, patiently watching his prey and planning.
"Haha, that's interesting!"
"Do you really think that if the sixteen Nascent Souls gather together in the later stage, they can prevent their own defeat? Anyway, since this time we are going to teach each sect a big lesson, let's take action on you!"
Wei Han smiled calmly and easily sealed the fate of Ouyang Xu and others!
If you want to play, just play a big one. Killing dozens of Saint Sons in the early and middle stages of Nascent Soul is not interesting. It would be better to kill all the strongest batch of late Nascent Souls and directly make the major holy places vomit blood.
But if you want to kill them, it's not easy to do it with the Corpse Refining Spirit Worms alone!
Wei Han rubbed the tip of his nose and thought for a while, and a bold idea gradually took shape in his mind.
(End of chapter)
