Women's Juju Counterattack Diary [Quick Transmigration]

The cultivator has always been respected by the strong, and in this ancient secret realm where countless treasures have been passed down from heaven and earth, the desires of even the most fresh and indifferent cultivators will be infinitely magnified, and it is not uncommon to kill people to seize treasures.

Although Liang Ansheng has been in the cycle of hunting and anti-hunting for the past month, he still collected a lot of good things by the way, especially the universe bags of good things from the missionaries are even more abundant. Harvest.

And the one with the same harvest as Liang Ansheng is 099. Almost every tasker system solved by Liang Ansheng has been absorbed by it. Now its energy range can cover the distance of a hundred miles in this secret territory without a sound. Being able to broadcast live to Liang Ansheng at the same time is much more powerful than Liang Ansheng's eyes.

You must know that the Monroe Secret Realm belongs to the ancient secret realm, and all cultivators who enter here are prohibited from flying and searching for ideas. According to the results of Liang Ansheng's dealings with those missionaries in the past month, the so-called advanced missionaries' systems are at the top. At most, it can only cover a range of 099 meters, which is far worse than [-].

What's more, 099 is still growing.

Hearing the name 038, Liang Ansheng couldn't help being a little interested, "Let's go and have a look."

Shen Ke, who had no idea that he was being targeted, lay lazily by the lake with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, blocked the sound of the system, and looked at the sky boredly.

Since entering the secret realm, he has received the killing order from the main god. In the past month, he has also seen the corpses of many taskers. Obviously, the person who was hunted down is not simple, why don't those compatriots understand.

He sighed deeply, try to stay away from that killing god, he can live longer, he doesn't want to die so soon.

At this time, a rustling sound came from the nearby bushes, Shen Ke jumped up like a rabbit, and took out his portable attack weapon to attack.

"Second senior brother, don't hit me! It's me!" A crisp female voice came from behind the bushes.

Shen Ke's face twitched, but he took the magic weapon back, and said helplessly, "They said don't call me Second Senior Brother. How is it, Senior Sister Huang Ying, have you found Zhu Guo?"

The girl in the yellow shirt looked frustrated, "I only got two of them. There are many people who robbed vermilion fruit. We managed to get two of them, but we were chased and killed. Senior brother and the others ran away to make me run away." , I don’t know what’s going on now, I’ll come back and let you know, let’s go find them together. By the way, Second Senior Brother, how is your injury?”

Shen Ke patted the grass clippings on his body and stood up, "It's recovered, let's go find the senior brother and the others."

The two met someone not long after walking, but it was not someone from their Qinghe sect, but an enemy who came to snatch Zhu Guo.

There were three people in total, all of whom were cultivators in the late stage of consecration. There was only one female cultivator in the early stage of consecration and a male cultivator in the middle stage of consecration. Hand over Zhu Guo, otherwise it will be bad if you see blood."

"That's right, there is a beautiful girl here, how can we have the heart to hurt you."

Huang Ying's delicate face flushed with anger, "What did you do to my elder brother?"

"You mean those wastes from the early stage of consecration?" The handsome cultivator in the center, who couldn't hide his anger, looked disdainful, "Dead."

"Little beauty, it's better to follow us. The brothers are more cultivated than them, and they can satisfy you more. Judging by your noble appearance, you are still a young child, right? Hahaha!"

Huang Ying, who grew up in a sect since she was a child, had never heard such unrestrained words, her eyes turned red, "You guys!"

Shen Ke was much more straightforward than Huang Ying. While they were molesting Huang Ying, he sneaked behind them and threw more than a dozen hidden weapons of plum blossom darts at the same time.

These plum blossom darts are all poisoned, with Shen Ke's spiritual power attached to them, and their accuracy is astonishing.

Aware of the threat behind them, several people were startled, but where is the difference in cultivation level? Except for the skinny monkey-like cultivator on the left who was shot with a dart, the other two narrowly escaped the deadly plot.

The person who was hit by the dart turned gray quickly, and fell down within five breaths, obviously dead.

The remaining two suddenly became furious, took out their weapons and attacked Shen Ke.

Obviously, he did not expect the attack of these two people to come so fiercely. Shen Ke rushed to fight for a while, and coupled with his cultivation base that was already one level behind, he retreated steadily for a while, and suffered serious internal injuries within a short while.

Huang Ying tried to fight with Shen Ke, but her cultivation base was too poor, and she had consumed a lot before joining the battle circle, before she was knocked aside by the vigor of the three of them and passed out.

"Host, won't you go down and help?" 099 asked.

Liang Ansheng was sitting leisurely on the branch of a big tree next to the fighting area with his legs hanging. He had been there for a while, and he watched the whole process of the bustle just now. Some surprises, after all, Liang Ansheng was quite impressed by the neighbor's talkative image when he was in the tasker's space.

Hearing 099's question, Liang Ansheng tilted his head slightly, with an innocent face on his face, "I'm just a blind man with low cultivation level, what can I do to help?"

099:"……"

Sensing the emotional fluctuation called helplessness coming from the small system, Liang Ansheng narrowed his unfocused eyes slightly, and then resumed his smile again.

Shen Ke became weaker and weaker as he fought, his body was already reaching its limit, and both of the opponents were stronger than himself, and now it was time to fight more and more bravely, if this continued, he might really die here.

The death in the public mission is the real death, there will be no more mission space, and the soul will be directly obliterated by the main god, which is obviously not the result Shen Ke wants.

Thinking of this, Shen Ke's body, which had already reached its limit, suddenly burst out with strength again, and the magic weapon in his hand slipped out, and suddenly pierced into the throat of the cultivator who was about to stab his heart with a sword.

The cultivator grunted twice meaninglessly, and fell to the ground with his eyes open in disbelief.

Another cultivator saw that the last companion had also died under the hands of this cultivator who was only in the middle of the consecration, his eyes panicked, but he quickly regained his composure—this guy is already at the end of his battle.

Shen Ke didn't have a complete body at this time, his body was soaked in blood, his eyes were red, and he was emitting a murderous aura. He looked like a killing god who just ran out of a pool of blood, quite intimidating.

But this is also the surface, the blow just now used up all his energy, and now he can stand still is already supported by strong willpower.

Seeing that the opponent was already in a trance, the cultivator didn't hide the malice and pleasure in his eyes, kicked him to the ground, stepped on his chest and crushed him twice, "If you want to kill me, it's up to you? "

At this time, Liang Ansheng who was sitting on the tree straightened up slightly, "Xiao Jiujiu, do me a favor."

A lot of blood flowed from the wound on his head, Shen Ke could only see blood red in both eyes, his lungs were injured, and when he breathed, there was a bellows-like sound in his throat, and his ears were buzzing.

He might really be dying, Shen Ke thought in a daze.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the neighbor in his mission space who seemed easy to get along with.

When he saw him for the first time, Shen Ke was amazed. He had seen many good-looking people, but he had never seen someone as good-looking as Liang Ansheng.

Shen Ke has always been very sensitive to emotions. Although Liang Ansheng was always smiling, he could feel the alienation and indifference beneath the smile.

He has always been a self-aware person, but this time he competed with him. Every time he came back from a mission, he had to knock on the door a few times, and after knocking, he tried to find a reason to talk to him, but obviously, the effect was not great. .

When they parted not long ago, they only said a few words in a hurry.

Finally figured it out, Shen Ke secretly sighed, feeling a little regretful in his heart, why he didn't say goodbye to him properly.

Shen Ke closed his eyes, ready to wait for death to come.

However, 1 minute, 2 minutes, and 5 minutes passed, and the other party hadn't killed him yet. Shen Ke opened his eyes, only to see that the cultivator who was proudly stepping on his chest just now was missing, "038, what's the matter?" thing?"

Usually a little cold, but when he calls, he still pays attention to his system, but there is no response after a while, Shen Ke called again, "038."

There was still no response, Shen Ke panicked, propped up half of his body with his unbroken left arm and sat up, wiped the blood from his eyes, and finally he could barely see the surrounding scene.

The cultivator who was still stepping on his chest just now fell in a different place and fell three meters away from him. He still maintained a happy expression on his face, obviously his head was cut off by a sword.

Those who can do this silently, except for the practitioners above the golden core stage, don't think about it. Shen Ke's heart is pounding. I don't know whether it is luck or fear, and he said: "Shen Ke, thank you fellow Taoist for your help."

His voice was terribly hoarse, and he kept spitting blood while talking, and stood on the branch just now, Liang Ansheng, who was observing him with mental strength, frowned, "Forget it, since he gave me a few reference books For your sake." He took out a elixir and put it into an unmarked white jade bottle, accurately threw it into Shen Ke's arms, then jumped up and left the place without a sound.

Sensing that something fell into his arms from the tree, Shen Ke didn't look at what it was for the first time, but looked up, but only saw a few leaves that were moving without wind.

Obviously, the person who was standing on the tree just now had already left.

Feeling very sorry for not seeing his savior, Shen Ke lifted the bottle cap, and a faint fragrance overflowed from it.

"Host, it's Jiuzhuan Huichun Pill." 038's voice sounded in Shen Ke's mind, "It is recommended to take it immediately, so that your injury can be fully recovered within three hours."

Shen Ke shook his hand, squeezed the bottle tightly, and asked calmly, "Where did you go just now?"