bestfiction Chapter 307 Bare fangs
Chapter 307 Bare fangs
Is this the Nascent Soul Ancestor of Lingxiao Pavilion?
Just as everyone was shocked, and some even secretly lamented that such a terrifying Nascent Soul Ancestor was about to perish in the Burial Immortal Valley.
With a cracking sound, a figure shot up from the valley floor like a meteor, flying hundreds of feet into the air, accompanied by a spray of blood.
That person was none other than Wu Fangyuan.
He actually escaped and wasn't sucked into the Burial Valley?
Everyone was shocked.
Looking at the light screen again, the numbers on it had returned to zero, and the light screen had disappeared. It turned out that the time had come, and the entrance below had closed.
At the critical moment, Wu Fangyuan spared no effort to exhaust all his magical power and unleash the most terrifying attack.
It was under that terrifying blow that the rebound force slowed his body down slightly.
He was just a little too slow; the opening closed just as he was about to fall into the hole.
His body was propelled into the sky by a terrifying force.
"Senior Brother Wu!"
Chen Pojun caught up with her like a shooting star and pulled Wu Fangyuan into his arms.
But Wu Fangyuan's eyes were tightly closed, his face was as pale as paper, and blood kept flowing from his mouth.
Chen Pojun hurriedly took out three pills from his body and stuffed them into Wu Fangyuan's mouth.
Shi Potian and the others surrounded Wu Fangyuan tightly, shouting repeatedly.
Just as Wu Fangyuan soared into the sky, a series of screams rang out.
Those cultivators who fell into the Burial Immortal Valley were also thrown out, just like Wu Fangyuan.
The entrance to Burial Valley was closed, and the entire Burial Valley returned to its original state.
Countless people remained standing on both sides of the Burial Valley, constantly looking down, and did not disperse.
Many elders from various sects sat cross-legged on both sides of the Burial Immortal Valley, waiting quietly.
"how could this be?"
"Why is this place completely different from before?"
Wu Xuemei was among the first group of people to enter the Burial Immortal Valley.
However, when she entered the Valley of Burial Immortals and landed on the ground, she looked around and her face paled, and she cried out in surprise.
Because the Burial Valley she fell into was no longer the same Burial Valley she had originally entered; the entire environment had undergone earth-shattering changes, as if she had entered another unfamiliar world.
She landed in a primeval forest, with towering ancient trees and lush greenery.
However, although it was in the forest and there were no sun, moon, or stars in the sky, the light was not dim and everything was clearly visible.
As for the various traps she had set up beforehand, none of them had disappeared.
Wu Xuemei stared blankly at her surroundings, her heart bleeding. All the elaborate traps she had painstakingly set up had vanished.
"Could it be that the Burial Immortal Valley really has a secret realm? Is this the true secret realm of the Burial Immortal Valley, and are there really great treasures inside?"
After her initial shock, Wu Xuemei carefully examined the primeval forest. Every blade of grass and every tree seemed to have been eroded over tens of thousands of years.
Just as she was looking around, a loud shout suddenly came from afar: "Where is this? Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Zhou, are you there?"
Surprisingly, some people have also ended up in this forest.
Wu Xuemei's heart skipped a beat, and she rushed towards the direction of the sound in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, she saw a boy who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, looking around and shouting.
Upon seeing this, Wu Xuemei was overjoyed.
This person was none other than a disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion, one of the seven, whose name seemed to be Lu Wu.
Wu Xuemei has now confirmed that everyone who jumped into the Burial Immortal Valley was randomly sent to a secret realm by a mysterious force, with each person landing in a different place.
Wu Xuemei's figure blurred, and she appeared in front of Lu Wu.
"Sister-in-law, is that you?"
A figure dressed in white suddenly appeared before Lu Wu, who was overjoyed upon seeing him and blurted out.
In the eyes of the seven junior disciples who entered the secret realm, Wu Xuemei was Shi Potian's fiancée and their sister-in-law.
"Sister-in-law?"
Wu Xuemei's face turned cold.
Those two words were a disgrace to her. Did someone like Shi Potian even deserve to be her man?
She reached out and grabbed Lu Wu, her slender fingers gripping his neck, lifting him into the air, and then opened her mouth to bite his neck.
"you you……"
Suddenly, Lu Wu was terrified. This was no longer the gentle and beautiful Wu Xuemei; she was a wild beast with a cruel look in her eyes, staring at him as if he were prey, ready to devour him whole.
Unfortunately, his neck was stuck, and he managed to utter two "you" sounds before he could no longer make a sound, followed by a sharp pain in his neck.
"You actually called me 'sister-in-law'? That piece of trash Shi Potian doesn't even deserve to be my man! Your Lingxiao Pavilion is just delusional!"
"What delicious blood! As expected of a genius disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion, hahaha, it's been so long since I've tasted such fresh blood!"
Wu Xuemei bit Lu Wu's neck almost immediately, frantically devouring his blood while coldly speaking.
"You, you're not human, you're a devil..."
Lu Wu was terrified and roared desperately.
Just then, a voice rang out from afar. It was another disciple of their Lingxiao Pavilion who seemed to have heard his call and come looking for him.
Upon hearing that voice, Wu Xuemei was overjoyed.
She recognized that voice; after all, she had visited Lingxiao Pavilion many times, and the seven junior disciples were all very affectionate towards her.
Upon hearing that voice, Lu Wu's face lit up with surprise and delight.
"Don't expect him to come and save you. Go well and don't be afraid. You won't be alone. There will be people accompanying you on the road to the underworld. None of the seven disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion can escape my grasp. They will all be drained of their blood and accompany you to the underworld, just like you!"
As Wu Xuemei heard the approaching footsteps in the distance, her face suddenly contorted with rage. She unleashed her full power of demonic energy and inhaled forcefully.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Wu's body withered away, until finally, only a skeleton and a human skin remained.
Lu Wu's eyes were already wide open; he was dead beyond dead.
Without hesitation, Wu Xuemei struck out with her palm, shattering the skeleton into powder. With a swift movement, she rushed towards the direction from which the sound came.
She didn't know what the situation was like in this primeval forest, or whether anyone else had entered. She had to finish this quickly!
Meanwhile, outside the Burial Immortal Valley, Wu Fangyuan, under the care of Chen Pojun and others, quickly recovered and opened his eyes.
"Brother Wu, are you okay?"
Chen Pojun, Shi Potian, and the others looked at Wu Fangyuan with concern.
"I won't die anytime soon, and I'm much stronger than that old bastard Sima Chunfeng. My cultivation level won't drop either; I'll recover in no more than six months!"
Wu Fangyuan forced a smile, saying, "So they won't worry."
However, before he could finish speaking, a figure came rushing over from a distance, shouting hysterically, "Uncle Wu, Uncle Chen, something terrible has happened! Junior Brother Lu Wu's soul tablet is broken!"