Song Ciwan followed the light smoke of the soul-seeking talisman and climbed up to six or seven floors.
She didn't know how tall the building was, but she only knew that it was layer after layer, and it really seemed to be endless.
When they climbed past the seventh floor and were about to go up to the eighth floor, at a sudden moment, Song Ciwan felt that the pressure above suddenly doubled.
No, it’s not just doubled, it’s clearly enhanced several times, or even dozens of times!
Song Ciwan once again felt the feeling of struggling to walk through each step under the Xunxian Tower.
The pressure at this moment is already equivalent to the ninety-ninth step.
Fortunately, Song Ciwan's understanding of the method of relieving force has basically stabilized at normal state. Although the pressure has increased, her climbing speed has only slowed down slightly.
Not long after, she followed the light smoke and arrived at the junction of the upper branches.
Song Ciwan turned over, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a faint light coming from his head!
When the faint light came, it was caught off guard and was faster than lightning.
What's even more terrifying is that this thing has an extremely powerful momentum.
A sense of control that forbids time and space enveloped Song Ciwan at this moment. For a moment, under this sudden attack, Song Ciwan's mind was almost blank and his consciousness was stagnant.
This can't be said that she is too weak, nor can it be said that she lacks vigilance. The other party is really too strong, so strong... that it is stronger than all the enemies Song Ciwan has encountered so far!
Under that absolutely controlling light, a long rope suddenly struck, click! Then he wrapped his arms around Song Ciwan's neck.
Under the dim light, Song Ciwan felt like she was seeing a pair of eyes glowing with a forest-white light.
The demonic roar was accompanied by the clicking sound of the long rope being tightened, and various sharp and disorderly screams: "Mo! Eh! Ah..."
Song Ciwan smelled a strong fishy smell, heard countless chaotic screams, and felt a bone-chilling coldness - at this moment, she was attacked in all aspects, whether it was vision, smell, hearing, or body sensation.
The long rope was still being tightened, and the fishy smell was mixed with a clammy and sticky feeling, wrapping around her neck, as if her entire neck would be twisted in two by this terrifying long rope in the next moment!
Song Ciwan was originally wearing a low-grade magic weapon-level robe, but when the long rope came, her robe only shined for a moment, and was suppressed by some strange force and became useless.
Even magic weapons are useless, what else can withstand this life and death crisis?
The demonic screams continued to sound all around, and the long rope wrapped around Song Ciwan's neck tightened more and more, click, click, click... only the sound of bones exploding could be heard.
Then...then, the long rope couldn't twist Song Ciwan's neck!
She has a beautiful figure. Although she is wearing a mask after being transformed into a fetus, her appearance is still slim and thin.
With Song Ciwan like this, at first glance, no one would have expected that she was actually a master of body training!
Song Ciwan had already mastered the Thunder and Fire Devouring Body Technique to the third level.
She has both a Dacheng-level jade bone body and a Dacheng-level body of impermanence. As for the flesh-and-blood pagoda on the third level, although it has not been fully completed, it has already reached the proficiency level.
The third level of the Thunder and Fire Devouring Body Technique corresponds to the god-transformation level among immortal cultivators.
Therefore, although Song Ciwan has not yet transformed into a god, her physique is comparable to that of a god. No, ordinary immortal cultivators in the god-transformation stage cannot even have a body of Song Ciwan's level if they do not practice physical training.
It just means that in terms of attack power, the body-refining monks may not have as many methods as the immortal cultivators, and their spells can reach the sky.
However, Song Ciwan also had infinite magical powers.
Sometimes, when the magic weapon is useless and the mind is empty, then brute force is a good choice.
When the long rope couldn't twist Song Ciwan's neck, the pair of glowing white eyes widened instantly in the dim light.
Song Ciwan took the opportunity to stretch out his hands, grab the long rope, use all his strength, and pull hard.
Using a force as powerful as splitting mountains and driving seas, the long rope was immediately torn apart by Song Ciwan!
"Ah!" screamed.
The long rope was suddenly pulled back at this moment. Because it was too slippery, Song Ciwan was unable to catch it.
The dark demonic blood sprayed out one after another, and the long rope was like an injured spring rope, suddenly returning to a bloody mouth with intertwined fangs.
It turns out, where is the long rope? This is clearly a terrifying long tongue several feet long!
At this moment, Song Ciwan finally saw clearly what the owner of Long Tongue looked like:
I saw that this monster had a human shape, with a tall body, almost a foot, with disheveled gray hair, tattered clothes, and long, pointed ears that looked like insect tentacles.
The most terrifying thing is the monster's eyes. Because they are more white than black, they give off an extremely gloomy aura at first glance, making people feel frightened at first sight.
The comprehensive suppression that Song Ciwan felt before came from these eyes.
This description is a long story, but in fact it happened in the blink of an eye. In one encounter, the monster's long tongue retracted. Song Ciwan immediately took a step forward and used his backhand to catch the retracted long tongue.
Her attack speed was also extremely fast. As soon as the long tongue retracted to the monster's mouth, Song Ciwan caught it with her bare hands again.
This time she used the martial arts Thousand Illusion Divine Palm, which Song Ciwan rarely used. Of course, it was not because he didn’t like martial arts, but because Song Ciwan wanted to maintain his persona as an immortal cultivator——
She has so many vests, and in front of people, it is best for each vest to have a style that she is good at. Martial arts are her trump card. It is best not to use them normally.
This Thousand Illusion Divine Palm is a heaven-level martial skill. It is more powerful when paired with Infinite Strength. It can be said that it is quite suitable.
After Song Ciwan caught the monster's long tongue, the monster's eyes once again shot out a strange light.
An absolutely suppressed feeling of terror struck again, causing the energy in Song Ciwan's body to freeze again.
In the flash of lightning, Song Ciwan grabbed the long tongue, pulled it to both sides with both hands, and tore it violently.
This time, that slippery long tongue could not escape from Song Ciwan's hands.
Just hearing a stabbing sound, the monster screamed again: "Ahhhh!"
In the piercing scream, the long tongue was torn into two pieces by Song Ciwan with great force!
That's not all. While the monster was trembling and screaming, Song Ciwan kicked it to the ground.
The monster screamed in surprise, actually uttering human words at this moment: "Impossible! Uh-huh..."
His voice was distorted and weird.
At the same moment, the scale of heaven and earth appeared around Song Ciwan, and he received a ball of energy: [Demon thoughts, the anger, surprise, and resentment of the spirit-slaying monster can be sold for one pound and nine taels. 】
Soul-slaying level! This is actually a spirit-slaying monster comparable to a god!
