Ning Chen came to Wumen for only two purposes.
The elixir Guteng and Luoluo.
The old witch god deserved his death, and Ning Chen showed no mercy.
"Senior..." The old witch god originally thought that he was certain to die. After hearing Ning Chen's words, he seemed to grasp the last life-saving straw and said quickly: "Senior, please spare my life. As long as you spare my life, I will obediently kill him with both hands." Presented by Gu Teng."
Perhaps because of Ning Chen's strong pressure, the old witch god showed a hint of dodge in his expression when he begged for mercy.
He is hiding something.
Ning Chen frowned. He didn't have time to play hide-and-seek with the old wizard god. Although it was impossible for the old wizard god to escape under his nose, Ning Chen could figure out such lame excuses for delaying time at a glance. see through.
One hand covered the old witch god's brow.
Search for souls.
Although it was a waste of spiritual energy, Ning Chen didn't have to worry about whether the old witch's myth was true or false.
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The old witch god burst into a high-pitched scream, his soul was trembling, and his brain seemed to be stabbed continuously by countless sharp thorns. This kind of pain made the old witch god wish he could die immediately.
"I said...I told the truth, Gu Teng is no longer in the witch sect." The old witch god told the truth while screaming.
Ning Chen stopped using Soul Search.
If the old witch god is willing to tell the truth, there is no need for him to waste his spiritual energy.
"Where is the ancient vine?" Ning Chen asked.
"I was sold." The old witch god quickly replied: "The reward is this magic weapon."
"Years ago, I accidentally got an ancient elixir vine. I originally planned to use it to improve my cultivation. But suddenly a man came to me, took out this compass magic weapon, and took the initiative to demonstrate the power of this magic weapon. Make a request and exchange this magic weapon for my ancient vine."
The old witch god readily agreed.
After getting the compass instrument, he became obsessed with it. After leaving the Wumen to his son, he went into seclusion in the back mountain to study the magical effects of the compass. However, he did not expect that he would use this method for the first time. The weapon came to fight with others. In his eyes, the compass weapon, which was indestructible and could not be destroyed by anything, was easily crushed.
For a moment, Ning Chen didn't know how to express his current mood.
How stupid do you have to be to exchange a spiritual treasure for a primitive magic weapon?
The value of the ancient vine can be exchanged for a high-grade spiritual weapon.
Well, it's worth a hundred primary magic weapons.
"Did he teach you the method of controlling magic weapons?" Ning Chen asked.
There was something he had to confirm.
"Yes, yes." The old witch god nodded repeatedly: "Senior, you have a sharp eye."
The person who exchanged the ancient vine from the hands of the old witch god is most likely a monk. Otherwise, even if this magic weapon compass was obtained by chance, no one would be so lucky. Picking up a magic weapon also comes with a matching control method. The method of instrument.
"Who is this person?" Ning Chen asked.
He guessed that there should be monks on the earth, but because of the lack of spiritual energy, the cultivators who may exist on the earth are hiding and not walking around in the world. After all, if spiritual energy cannot be recovered by absorbing it, it can only rely on heaven and earth. Bao is not realistic.
Thinking of the pain just now, the old witch god couldn't help but shudder. Now he couldn't figure out what Ning Chen had done to him. He didn't dare to hide anything and told everything: "I don't know what he did. As for his identity, when he was trading with me, he covered his body under a black robe. Although he spoke in a male voice, the reminder under his black robe looked relatively petite, and I couldn't even tell whether he was a boy or a girl."
"He left the Wumen after the exchange, and we never had any further interactions."
Something seemed to sound. The old witch god paused and continued: "But when exchanging items, he stretched out his hand, and there was a light red lotus mark on his back. The petals of the lotus seemed to be six."
Ning Chen looked back.
I can't help feeling regretful.
The ancient vine was kidnapped by a mysterious man and no trace can be found. The only known clue is the lotus mark on the back of the mysterious man's hand.
The old witch god's eyes became less dull, and he was shocked as he calmed down. Thinking of what he just said, he actually told Ning Chen everything without reservation, and about the lotus mark on the back of the mysterious man's hand, This is something he has long forgotten, or he didn't pay much attention to it in the first place.
He could even remember it.
Ning Chen might have used some strange ability on him when he asked him just now.
His body is no longer bound by invisible forces.
But this doesn't mean that Ning Chen lets him leave.
The old witch god knelt down in front of Ning Chen in fear. Only now did he know what it means to shake a tree. He was just a speck of dust, while Ning Chen wanted to reach the unattainable peak. After clearly recognizing the gap between the two sides, the old wizard The Witch God couldn't even think of escaping.
"Senior, you already know what you want to know. Could you please be merciful and give me a happy life?"
He is begging for death.
Although the pain just now was short-lived, he would rather die immediately than endure it again.
"Can."
Ning Chen nodded lightly, he was too lazy to take action, the old witch god understood it himself.
There was red blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and the old witch god's eyes lost focus.
He cut off his meridians and died.
On the corpse of the old witch god, there was a faint spiritual energy that was slowly dissipating between heaven and earth.
Ning Chen sighed, looked away, and allowed the spiritual energy to escape.
Although this ray of spiritual energy is not strong, it is like a great tonic for Ning Chen now. If he sets a precedent and absorbs this ray of spiritual energy from the old witch god and affects his own Taoist heart, Ning Chen feels that maybe, All warriors on earth who are above the Martial King level will fall into his prey.
When there are no more warriors above the Martial King realm on the earth, Ning Chen may reach out to those weak ones.
even……
Ning Chen did not continue to think about it.
He didn't want to fall into the devil's path because of this precedent. If he fell into the devil's path, how could he have the face to meet his master Yao Guang?
Ignoring the devastation in front of me.
Ning Chen stepped into the Wumen Hall.
A strong smell of blood spread across the floor.
In the center of the hall, there is a pool full of red special objects, which are sticky, fishy, and bubbling.
There were several iron cages not far away, and inside each iron cage was a little girl. These little girls looked at Ning Chen in fear and huddled into a ball.
Luoluo hugged her petite body and curled up on one foot of the cage. There were ice shards on her face, her little mouth was purple from the cold, and her body was shivering. She hugged herself tighter, as if this could Get more warmth.
There is only one piece of whiteness in her world, and the only thing she feels now is the coldness of her limbs.
Suddenly, there was another person in her sight.
Friendly and warm.
Luoluo opened her purple and cracked mouth and said in an uncertain tone: "Big brother?"
