"Dog owner, what are you doing? Kill the man quickly and run away." The sword spirit quickly reminded Xie Jiuniang not to waste time and to seize the time to escape.
Xie Jiuniang paused when she heard this, "Escape? I never thought of escaping."
This is not empty talk.
She really had no intention of escaping.
Among the several predictions, Xie Jiuniang once killed the ancestor of the Mo family as quickly as possible, and thought she had erased all traces, but she was still exposed and she didn't even leave the border.
On the contrary, because she fled for fear of crime, the punishment was more severe.
Xie Jiuniang suddenly stabbed the Mo family ancestor in the abdomen and above the abdomen.
The ancestor of the Mohist School suddenly widened his eyes.
A meridian in the body was cut off? !
The next moment, he was furious and wanted to attack Xie Jiuniang. Even though his cultivation was sealed, his body was still very strong. At such a close distance, anyone who was not prepared could easily suffer a loss.
As a result, Xie Jiuniang did not move.
When the ancestor of the Mo family was going berserk, the chains on his body that had no sense of existence suddenly flashed with light, as if they came alive, and quickly tied up the ancestor of the Mo family tightly.
Prisoner's Chains is a spiritual weapon.
Possessing spiritual power.
Perhaps its owner had issued some order not to allow prisoners to hurt others. Whenever the prisoner wanted to attack someone, it would do its duty, and otherwise it would just play dead.
Xie Jiuniang was very satisfied with this.
Then came several more slashes of the knife, directly cutting off the eight extraordinary meridians of the Mohist ancestor.
Even if the seal on the ancestor of the Mo family was removed now, he would not be able to move his cultivation or mobilize his spiritual power for a while.
"I'll change the knife." Xie Jiuniang searched in her storage ring and found a knife as thin as a cicada's wing. "If you cut the meat this way, you can cut it for a longer time. You should be grateful to me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have the chance to experience what it means to be cut into pieces."
He said this and acted accordingly.
gratitude
The ancestor of the Mohist school was so grateful that he wanted to kill her.
However, he had the seal of the leader on him, and no matter what he did, he couldn't break through it, and he couldn't even self-destruct.
Xie Jiuniang started from his right leg.
One knife after another, one piece of meat at a time.
The movement of swinging the knife was neither fast nor slow.
Before cutting, she sealed his blood vessels and did not hesitate at all.
The ancestor of the Mohist school never imagined that one day he would be tortured to death piece by piece. When the flesh on his legs was cut off, revealing his white bones, Xie Jiuniang changed to a sledgehammer and broke them into pieces bit by bit.
The legs disappeared before my eyes.
The eyes of the Mohist ancestor were filled with fear and anger. He wanted to speak but his mouth was blocked. He wanted to use his spiritual sense but triggered the restriction set by the leader in his sea of consciousness, and his soul suddenly felt severe pain.
It’s even more intense than the severe pain in my feet just now!
In the eyes of the Mohist ancestor, it was no exaggeration to say that Xie Jiuniang at this time was a devil.
Not long had passed.
There is not a single good piece of meat on the ancestor of Mohism.
The flesh of the limbs was cut off and placed aside and piled together. The hand bones were knocked into sections and then smashed into pieces in front of him. No matter how strong the mentality of the Mo family ancestor was, he almost collapsed. At this moment, he wished he could eat Xie Jiuniang alive.
However, Xie Jiuniang did not stop at all.
They cut open his stomach, chopped his body into pieces, cut off his ears, and gouged out his eyes, but left his heart or fatal parts untouched, allowing him to clearly feel himself approaching death step by step.
The murder scene was bloody.
Even the sword spirit who was watching the whole scene stayed far away, its sword trembling with fear.
In the world of immortal cultivation, few people would do this.
Because those who do this are often evil practitioners.
Xie Jiuniang looked at her blood-stained hands, and with a slight movement of her spiritual power, the blood on her hands disappeared with a cleansing spell. All that was left was a bloody torso that could not be called a human lying on the ground, with the chest still rising and falling slightly.
She used some method to keep him alive.
Xie Jiuniang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke again: "Are you thinking that if you die, I can't escape? To tell you the truth, you will soon not be the only ninth rank."
What's the meaning?!
The body of the Mohist ancestor was almost turned into a pile of blood and flesh, but his soul was strong and he could still hear what Xie Jiuniang said.
Someone broke through so quickly
No wonder Lan Yuanming hasn't shown up for so long.
It turns out that someone is about to break through, and he is about to give up on him!
How dare he
He has always been very clear that there are limited high-level spiritual plants in the world of immortal cultivation. If he wants to monopolize the scarce high-level spiritual plants in the world of immortal cultivation and improve his alchemy experience, he must become the only ninth-grade alchemist in the entire world of immortal cultivation.
The only one!
There is no need for a second one to appear.
It’s not like there haven’t been people with the same talent for alchemy as him before, but unfortunately, one accident or another had happened. At first, there were people who suspected the Mohist school.
When a genius from the Mo family in the Medical Valley also died in an accident, no one doubted the Mo family anymore.
In fact, it was not done by the Mohists.
It was just the Mohist ancestor who was eliminating dissidents. In the past thousand years, the Mohist ancestor was forcibly kept at the border by the leader, which gave the alchemists in the cultivation world a chance to breathe, and the seventh and eighth grade alchemists appeared like mushrooms after rain.
There are two eighth-grade alchemists in the Tianxu Sect, but Mu Hong is younger and has the greatest hope of breaking through to the ninth grade.
The ancestor of Mohism was furious and began to truly realize the crisis.
He didn't know that the leader was tripped by the Demon Lord. He just thought that the leader had given up on him. Even when his body was only left with one breath and became fragments, he did not give up hope.
This is really desperate...
At this time, Xie Jiuniang said maliciously: "You know what? Your notes are very useful, and the Mohist alchemy book is also good. Not only did I give a copy to Master Mu Hong, but I also broke through from the sixth rank to the eighth rank because of it, and will soon be able to break through to the ninth rank."
Upon hearing this, the Mohist ancestor felt a tightness in his chest.
It turned out that his missing storage ring fell into Xie Jiuniang's hands
Thinking about the things in the storage ring that would benefit his enemies, the Mo family ancestor suddenly became so angry that his sea of consciousness became unstable. He tried desperately to break through the seal of the leader, not caring about the severe pain, because if he didn't break through, he would die!
Xie Jiuniang watched him struggle to death with cold eyes.
His eyes wandered and fell on the chain beside him.
In this water dungeon, the prisoners' chains were quite interesting. Xie Jiuniang cut people one by one, and the chains did not stop her at all. Wherever she cut, they would retreat and make way.
Every time the Mo family patriarch rushed to kill her, the chains would wrap him tightly.
Now there is blood all over the ground.
If Xie Jiuniang hadn't manually saved his life, he would have died long ago just from the amount of blood he had shed.
At this time, she slowly raised her right hand, and suddenly a broken sword appeared in her palm, and she was about to stab the ancestor of the Mo family in the center of his eyebrows.
This is going to kill him!
At this moment, the ancestor of the Mohist School was horrified.
"stop!"
With a loud bang, someone outside shouted loudly.