The black carved flat wings slid towards the direction where the Tibetan governor fell, and the crack silk held a dagger in his left hand, and quickly caught the Tibetan governor who had lost his mount, and pressed the dagger against his throat.
When the two fell back to the ground, Governor Tibet felt the coldness of the dagger against his throat, and he trembled with fear, "Don't, don't kill me!"
"Don't worry, you are just a prisoner of Shaojun. Whether you kill or not depends on Shaojun's mood."
Qing Zhan and Tan Qi evil disciples came over. When Qing Zhan looked at the Tibetan governor who was kneeling in front of him, he smiled and said, "It seems that you really got your death in the first place, although I don't like anything. Cut you into pieces for the monsters to enjoy, but I don't want to go against your meaning, what do you think is good?"
At this moment, the Tibetan Governor was so scared that his face was pale, and sweat dripped down his white face, "You, if you dare to kill me, General Kong Jing will definitely not let you go."
"If you don't mention him, maybe I will spare you, but you make me very angry!" Qing Zhan's face was murderous.
Seeing the hatred in Qing Zhan’s eyes, the Tibetan governor didn’t dare to refute any more. He begged for mercy, “I don’t know the identity of the young man in the end. Please forgive me!”
"Spare? It's ridiculous. I have never felt soft on anyone who wants my life, let alone a humble person like you." Qing Zhan looked down at the man who was kneeling in front of him, and saw his horrified eyes. I couldn't help shaking, my pale skin turned purple and blue because of fear, and I couldn't help feeling disgusted in my heart.
But even if he disliked it, he had to extract information from him. Qing Zhan walked up to him and said coldly: "But if you tell me the answer I want, I might spare your life!"
As if receiving a pardon, the Tibetan governor's face immediately stretched out, "I will tell you all you will know."
"Where is the Holy Spirit Mountain and how can we break the barrier here and rescue the people inside."
The Tibetan Governor did not expect that he would ask such a question, but he seemed to have seen the vitality again. After thinking for a while, he said: "You only need to open the enchantment with the broken spirit sword cast by the bone sword to enter the holy mountain. There will be some demons in it. Take care, but these monsters will definitely not be Young Master’s opponent."
"Spirit Broken Sword?" Qing Zhan carefully thought about what he said, as if he didn't trust the person in front of him. When he noticed a weird smile from the corner of the Tibetan Supervisor's mouth with his head down, Qing Zhan immediately shouted. : "Crack, take off his arm!"
Without understanding what was going on, the Tibetan Governor only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and then blood spurted out, splashing on his face and body, which looked extremely terrifying.
"Why... Why?" The Tibetan Governor looked up at Qing Zhan, wondering why this man could see through his mind.
"I can underestimate you, but I will not underestimate the Holy Spirit Mountain, let's talk! If you can really enter the Holy Spirit Mountain, where is the weakness of the Holy Spirit Mountain? What is inside? If you don’t tell me, I really don’t know what you are next. Where is the cut off?"
11 Enchantment of Holy Spirit Mountain