Chapter 95
Huan Mang called Xiao Yan over from a distance, his voice still in the same stiff tone as when he spoke to Su Jinzhou, "Tell me, this place has been looted by the famous and righteous sects, it's completely empty. Where can we find Qiu Runfang's things?"
As he spoke, his voice became slower and softer under Jitang's gaze.
Ji Tang: "I don't know either. Should I go look for it?"
Huanmang was eager, "Go quickly!"
She used a large area of land on Jiumingyuan Mountain to grow flowers and crops. All the cultivated soil was scrapped four hundred years ago, and along with it, her several caves, the ones used for cultivation, refining medicine, teahouses, etc. were all scrapped and turned to dust. Now only the Jiuming Tower remains.
She pretended to figure out the direction and slowly walked towards Jiuming Tower.
Jiu Ming Tower was completely looted, and there was nothing valuable left. All that was left were some old items such as ordinary wooden furniture.
Ji Tang pretended to go in and look for it. She planned to stay here for some time and then find a way to get to the bottom of the Jiuming Abyss.
She was wandering around the building bored, when she suddenly heard a very light friction sound upstairs.
The building was quiet, and Ji Tang could hear it clearly. The friction sound should be the sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against the floor.
She looked up the stairs.
Among the people who came together this time, only Ji Tang entered Jiu Ming Tower, and there were other people in the tower.
Not only was she not flustered, but she smiled slightly.
She was just trying to find a reason to leave the Nine Nether Abyss, and now this is the reason for her.
Ji Tang quickly climbed the stairs, and just as he emerged from the corner of the stairs, a cloud of gray smoke hit him head-on.
She didn't even need to use any self-protection techniques. The nightmare energy released from her body was instantly transformed into spiritual power, covering Ji Tang like a layer of gauze as thin as a cicada's wing, while blocking the gray fog out.
Then she made a hand gesture and released the intermediate water spell Water Spike Cone. Dozens of icicles appeared in front of her and shot towards the opponent at the same time.
The spikes left many long, bloody wounds on the man's body, and he had a hard time dealing with them.
Ji Tang did not ignore the shock and confusion in his eyes. He was probably wondering how a cultivator in the enlightenment period could cast a mid-level spell and how he could make him so embarrassed.
Ji Tang sighed, now everyone, no matter how skilled they were, wanted to get a piece of the pie from her Jiu Ming Yuan without even considering their own weight. Besides, her Jiu Ming Tower had been raided so many times, how could anyone still come here to look for treasures?
During the fight, Ji Tang had already seen that he was an evil cultivator.
He was busy dealing with the water spikes, so Ji Tang cast another water-based spell, the ice-based snow cage. The cage fell from the sky and trapped the flustered evil cultivator in it.
She walked forward slowly and asked, "What good things did you find?"
The evil cultivators' eyes were filled with fear and coldness. They were practicing strange and weird magic, and after practicing for a long time, they became as gloomy and evil as their magic.
He stared at Jitang warily without saying a word.
Ji Tang's five fingers flew, and water spikes appeared from above his head, filling the top of the cage. As long as she pressed down her hand, the evil cultivator would be pierced into a pulp.
Under pressure, he finally spoke, his voice hoarse and a little unclear, "Nothing."
Ji Tang knew there was nothing. "Are you here to steal furniture? What's that look in your eyes? In the eyes of ordinary people, which of the furniture used by Nightmare Lord is not good stuff?"
The sharp cone of water fell a little further.
The evil cultivator lowered his body, "I, I'm not here for the Nightmare Lord's magic weapon..."
"Oh, you're telling the truth so soon." Ji Tang glanced at him, and the sharp spikes of water fell again. The ice tip hung above the evil cultivator's head, and a few strands of blood flowed down his forehead.
The evil cultivator was forced to squat and huddle in the corner of the cage.
Jitang also squatted down with him and smiled outside the cage. His smile could be considered pleasant, but in the eyes of the evil cultivator, he looked like a devil.
She raised her chin, "Why are you here?"
How could the evil cultivator not tell the truth at this time: "I came here for the Nightmare Lord's soul."
Ji Tang immediately understood, "You want to refine a puppet?"
The evil cultivator nodded.
The soul of Nightmare Lord is a very valuable thing for evil cultivators. If a puppet can be refined using the soul of Nightmare Lord, then looking at the world of cultivation, perhaps only Su Jinzhou can handle it.
Even Lord Yan himself knows this.
Ji Tang laughed exaggeratedly and said, "You are quite courageous. Even if Nightmare Lord has been dead for more than four hundred years, he is still Nightmare Lord. A little thing like you wants to use Nightmare Lord's soul to refine a puppet. Aren't you afraid of backlash?"
The evil cultivator stiffened his neck and asked, "May I ask why this Immortal has come here?"
Ji Tang knew at a glance that the evil cultivator was at the middle stage of Lingji, so it was really difficult for him to respectfully call him "Zhenren" when he was at the Kaiguang stage.
"Since you asked, why don't you cooperate with me in putting on a show?" She pointed outside the building. "The audience is right outside. One of them is an immortal. You have to act more realistically."
Ji Tang held his face with his hands and asked with a smile, "Do you know who the Immortal Master is?"
If he weren't being controlled by someone, the evil cultivator would have cursed. He opened his mouth, which was so dull that it didn't seem like his own. "Master, you're joking. There's no other Immortal Venerable in this world."
Jitang clapped his hands, "It's good that you know, will you cooperate?"
After exchanging a few words with her, the evil cultivator felt that he had already suffered internal injuries. "Forgive me for not being able to obey your command."
What a joke! Putting on a show in front of the Immortal Lord, have you had enough of living?!
That's the Immortal Lord! One step away from ascending to immortality!
An immortal who can kill him with just a breath!
"Oh." Ji Tang hooked his fingers, and the icicles that occupied half of the cage suddenly stabbed down.
Except for a few above the evil cultivator's head that left some space, the rest bit the evil cultivator's body like shark teeth.
The evil cultivator's shoulders were immediately pierced by icicles, and his arms lost consciousness instantly.
His eyes were bloodshot and he screamed in unbearable pain.
Ji Tang put a layer of energy shield on the outside to control all the screams inside the shield.
She asked, "Are you acting?"
"Act... I'll act..." The evil cultivator's breath was weak.
Ji Tang stood up with his legs stretched out, and sneered: "Wouldn't it be better if you were so obedient earlier? You won't cry until you see the coffin."
She removed the water spikes and the ice cage together.
The evil cultivator collapsed to the ground without being threatened by Bing Ling. He gasped for breath as if he had just survived the ordeal and tried to stand up, but his legs were too weak to move and his arms were useless.
Ji Tang used the Water Purification Technique to wash the blood off his body, and then released flames to dry him dry in an instant.
The evil cultivator's face turned pale as he humbly asked, "How would you like to act, Master?"
Ji Tang: "Fight with me and knock me down into the Nine Nether Abyss."
The evil cultivator shuddered, wanting to cry but unable to, "If I knock you down into the Nine Nether Abyss, will I, will I still be able to survive?"
The immortal outside is with this guy. If he sees him fall, won’t he be crushed to ashes?
Su Jinzhou would not kill anyone for her.
Ji Tang knew it, but he would not explain it to him. Instead, he said, "That's the truth. Why don't you just fall into the Nine Nether Abyss with me? From now on, whether you live or die will depend on fate."
Evil Cultivator: "But my arm...how can I cooperate with you in acting?"
Ji Tang took out a pill from the storage bag on his waist and said, "Open your mouth."
The other party cooperated, and Jitang threw the medicine into his mouth.
The pill melted in his mouth, and in a moment, his arms regained consciousness, followed by a burning pain.
The evil cultivator looked greedily at the storage bag on Jitang's waist.
Jitang snorted and laughed.
The evil cultivator shuddered and quickly averted his gaze.
Jitang went downstairs first, "Let's go, act well."
The evil cultivator was behind her, no longer hiding the sinister look in his eyes.
The two fought outside the Jiuming Tower. She seemed to have barely avoided the evil cultivator's attack, flew away, and approached the cliffs of Jiuming Abyss.
The evil cultivator also had a little plan. He could take this opportunity to fall into the Nine Nether Abyss with others. The Nine Nether Abyss was bottomless and it would take some time to fall down. He would use this time to find a way to survive. It would be best if he could get the storage bag on the woman's waist, so that this trip would not be in vain.
The movement on their side immediately attracted the attention of Su Jinzhou and others.
Huan Mang had not intended to attack until he saw a cloud of gray mist spreading between the two fighting men.
He couldn't help it, "He's a damn evil cultivator!"
The evil cultivator who appeared in Jiu Mingyuan at this time had only one purpose - to find the soul of Nightmare Lord and refine a puppet.
And this just hits their lungs. It's like stabbing them with a knife or a sword in the most painful and tender part of their body. It would be strange if they could endure it!
Huan Mang was about to step forward as he spoke, but he saw a dark shadow flash past him quickly, and Su Jinzhou had already jumped over before him.
At this time, Ji Tang and the evil cultivator had already arrived at the edge of a cliff. Ji Tang pretended to be no match for the evil cultivator. After all, she had previously helped Su Jinzhou enter a dream and temporarily stored the nightmare energy in her dantian. Now she was at the enlightenment stage, so it was understandable that she was no match for the evil cultivator.
She spun around to avoid the gray fog that was coming from the evil cultivator, and her body lost its balance and fell backwards.
The play went quite smoothly.
She was thinking while looking at the evil cultivator, who acted as if he was a vicious person who would not give up until he caught her - this was also a true portrayal of himself.
Just as the evil cultivator was about to jump down, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in Ji Tang's eyes, and Su Jinzhou appeared in front of her, his black clothes rustling in the wind. He drew his sword without hesitation and pierced the evil cultivator's chest with one sword.
The incident happened too quickly, and the evil cultivator's eyes finally fixed on Su Jinzhou's cold face, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
Ji Tang was also shocked. Su Jinzhou's killing was too decisive and quick. She saw clearly that he drew his sword and stabbed with a series of movements that were clean, sharp, and swift.
Before she could hide the look of astonishment in her eyes, she saw Su Jinzhou turn around and jump off the cliff, approaching her.
At this moment, Ji Tang felt a little panicked and didn't know what expression to use to face him.
Su Jinzhou did not miss Ji Tang's helpless expression. Once he had doubts in his heart, he could no longer bear to see this man fall off the cliff in front of him.
Ji Tang had almost no way to hide in Su Jinzhou's deep eyes. At this moment, she had to be thankful that she had lived for thousands of years. Even if she lost her composure, she could adjust quickly, or at least pretend to be good.
The surprise on her face turned into horror. She raised her hand and tried to grab Su Jinzhou, her fingertips brushing against the edge of his fluttering black sleeves.
"Xianzun, save me!"
Su Jinzhou suddenly became distracted at this moment. The woman in front of him turned into Ji Tang's face. The inky abyss was slowly swallowing her. Her beautiful and breathtaking eyes looked at him, asking for help.
"Brother, save me!"
Su Jinzhou's heart was suddenly torn as if by a knife. His spiritual power burst out from his body and he was in front of Ji Tang in an instant, ready to hug him in his arms.
But when his hand was about to touch Jitang's shoulder, it stopped abruptly.
Ji Tang's face and Jiu Shushen's face kept changing in front of Su Jinzhou's eyes.
Su Jinzhou narrowed his eyes in pain, and the pupil of his right eye turned bloodshot and immediately red.
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