"call!"
Like a wisp of drifting smoke, Dong Tianze used the "Nine-Curve Ghostly Technique" and floated to the front of the pit in a nimble and winding manner.
He chose to ignore Zhou Qingchen and Han Duping behind him and just wanted to make sure that nothing went wrong with the black tortoise's blood essence.
The ghost's crying "woooo" suddenly stopped making any sound, and the huge demon god formed by the souls and ghosts also disappeared into the nine holes on the blade.
There have always been two completely different ways to control ghost chants.
When the wailing of thousands of ghosts begins, the sharpness and strength of the object itself will weaken, and its ability to infect the spirits of living beings will suddenly increase dramatically.
Once the ghost's crying stops, the sharp and powerful spiritual formation in the ghost's chant will be activated and turn into an indestructible blade.
To pierce the gorgeous red lotus, there is obviously no need to accompany the ghost's wailing, it is only necessary to show the sharpest side of the ghost's chant.
Dong Tianze floated to the wellhead like a ghost, and the arm that was holding Guiyin suddenly formed a thin layer of frost.
This was his bone-chilling spiritual power, which continued to penetrate into the ghost chant, and the cold air overflowed beyond the skin.
At this moment, Pang Jian, who had been waiting for Dong Tianze to appear at the bottom of the well, suddenly jumped up like a spring.
He sensed something unusual outside the well!
Pang Jian tightly grasped the dragon-patterned spear in both hands, and suddenly appeared in the darkest area below, as if he was invisible at the bottom of the well.
This is the best attack point after repeated consideration and determination!
The enchanting red lotus above had the most blood lines gathered at the bud, like a cluster of blood clouds, which blocked a part of the dim light coming through the wellhead.
When it reaches the bottom of the well, a small dark area appears.
Pang Jian gathered the spiritual power in his spiritual sea in this darkest area, and let it flow into his palm along the four veins connecting his arms.
At the dark bottom of the well, the tip of the dragon-patterned spear emitted a needle-like green light.
This strange light was so sharp, just like Pang Jian’s eyes at this moment!
"Pang Jian, here I come."
Dong Tianze, who had accumulated enough strength, head down and used ghost chants to clear the way, stabbing towards the bright red lotus that filled the wellhead.
At the same moment, Luo Hongyan, who was blamed by Zhou Qingchen for not contributing, closed her eyes gently.
"Boy, let me see how you survive this time!"
A golden glow suddenly shone from the blade of the Ghost Chant Blade, and the nine holes were instantly filled with golden light!
As the golden light, representing its sharpness, appeared, the sharp blade forged with black gold pierced into the bud of the enchanting lotus!
Suddenly, all the blood-red lines that made up the flower buds disappeared silently in an instant.
The flower buds disappeared out of thin air!
Dong Tianze's attack, which was fully charged, hit the air. The huge inertia and the high-speed impact force caused him to fly out of control and straight to the bottom of the well!
Dong Tianze, knowing something was wrong, looked around in panic and suddenly saw a huge silver net.
"Silver Silkworm Net!"
Dong Tianze, who recognized the object, screamed and stabbed and stirred it randomly with ghostly chants, creating a crack in the "Silver Silkworm Net".
However, his rapidly falling body still pulled the "Silver Silkworm Net" under the huge inertia, and he flew towards the bottom of the well like a cocoon in the net.
At the bottom of the dark well, not a drop of the black turtle's blood was left, and on the smooth phoenix bones a man was holding a spear with both hands.
He was as still as a rock, and his hands holding the spear were extremely steady without a trace of trembling, as if they had been frozen in this state for countless years.
His cold eyes revealed absolute calmness and composure, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.
He hid in the darkness, standing in the blind spot of Dong Tianze's vision, watching Dong Tianze getting closer and closer to him, waiting for the most appropriate time to appear.
He was extremely patient and not in a hurry at all, as if he could wait thousands or even millions of years for that opportunity.
“Where are the people?!”
Dong Tianze, who did not see the black turtle's blood and even did not see Pang Jian, twisted his body in the air in a confused state, trying to break free from the silver net before landing.
But he had been wrapped in the "Silver Silkworm Net", and the movement of his wrists and shoulders was restricted by the silver threads, which made the amplitude of his Ghost Chant extremely small.
"Buzz!"
A strange scream suddenly sounded!
Dong Tianze was shocked. Before he saw Pang Jian appear, he actually saw a dazzling green light!
In the dark world at the bottom of the well, the green light was so eye-catching that Dong Tianze couldn't help but be dazzled for a moment.
Dong Tianze was just about to concentrate and use the soul-stirring sound of ghost chants when he felt a chill on the back of his head.
He immediately realized that another "evil spirit" had invaded his mind, causing his consciousness to become confused by spontaneous combustion, making him unable to accurately control himself!
He cursed and struggled hard in the "Silver Silkworm Net".
Pang Jian exerted force violently, pushed the ground with his feet and coordinated his waist and abdomen, pouring spiritual power like a flood into the dragon-patterned spear, stimulating the two arrays of engraving force and sharpness to the extreme!
His body and the spear became one whole. The dragon-patterned spear seemed to have become a part of his life. His spiritual power did not stagnate but went straight to the tip of the spear!
The green light of the spear tip was so bright that even he, the spear holder, felt it was a bit dazzling!
"puff!"
The dragon-patterned spear pierced into Dong Tianze's back, nailing him and the "Silver Silkworm Net" to the well wall that looked like dried black turtle meat!
After a successful strike, Pang Jian drew out the dragon-patterned spear without hesitation, and stabbed again as blood splattered!
Dong Tianze and the "Silver Silkworm Net" lost the dragon-patterned spear and were sliding to the bottom of the well when they were pierced into the well wall again by Pang Jian's spear!
After suffering two heavy blows in a row, Dong Tianze was in pain and confused when the last "spiritual evil" was burned out.
His mind instantly returned to clarity, and as his movements were restricted by the "Silver Silkworm Net", he hurriedly used another function of the ghost chant.
He did not wield the Ghost Chant, but the wailing of thousands of ghosts could be heard from the nine holes on the Ghost Chant knife.
Pang Jianru felt as if he was in a gloomy ghost den. All he saw were spirits and ghosts everywhere. The eerie, cold and terrifying aura seemed to penetrate into his body through all his pores.
Suddenly, the bronze door pendant under his chest became hot.
It was as if a spark lit up his spiritual wisdom, and Pang Jian, who seemed to be about to be overwhelmed by spirits and ghosts, suddenly became immune to all evil.
He pulled out the dragon-patterned spear for the second time, and under Dong Tianze's horrified gaze, he stabbed forward again.
"puff!"
At this moment, Dong Tianze finally felt his limbs touching the ground.
Dong Tianze's spirit was infected by many "spiritual evil spirits" and he was extremely tired. His curled up body was pierced many times and he was almost unable to muster any energy.
Looking at Pang Jian who suddenly appeared from the darkness and repeatedly inflicted severe injuries on him, Dong Tianze's mind went blank.
How could this happen
How is this possible
He opened his mouth, and a liquid secreted from his mouth that was not sure whether it was saliva or blood. A cruel and cold-blooded person like him could endure all kinds of physical pain.
However, the intense sense of frustration brought about by being severely injured by Pang Jian was something he could not bear!
"Phoenix Transformation!"
Just when Pang Jian was about to draw out the dragon-patterned spear again, Dong Tianze remembered the forbidden technique and gritted his teeth while reciting it silently in his heart.
When he was in the "Silver Silkworm Net", a gorgeous dancing phoenix suddenly appeared between his eyebrows. The phoenix seemed to be a mark on his forehead, revealing an unparalleled majesty!
The colorful phoenix shone brightly at the bottom of the dark well, and then its mighty power spread through it to Dong Tianze's entire body.
The noble and gorgeous phoenix is so vast and mysterious, and it seems out of place with the scarred and hideous Dong Tianze.
The light it releases and the Phoenix mark it forms are like the brightest gemstones in the world, gorgeous to the extreme.
Several shocking bloody holes on Dong Tianze's body stopped bleeding instantly, and the blood vessel fibers were still being sutured at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He curled up his body, chanting something softly as if in gratitude, with an extremely pious and humble look.
In a mysterious way, he felt that the master who was far above the nine heavens seemed to be projecting a gift onto him.
At this moment, he was favored by a god-like master and was given the power to keep him alive.
He gained strength inside the "Silver Silkworm Net". Before the dragon-patterned spear left his body, he bit his tongue to regain consciousness, and swung his ghost chant to cut the silver threads.
Pang Jian pulled out the dragon-patterned spear suddenly, but found that not a drop of blood flowed out of the huge blood hole.
"Pang Jian!"
Outside the well, there were suddenly hurried footsteps and Zhou Qingchen's scream.
It was not until this moment that Zhou Qingchen arrived.
Down the well, Dong Tianze, who had cut the "Silver Silkworm Net" and had three hideous holes on his waist, abdomen and back, stared at Pang Jian with bloodthirsty eyes like a jackal.
Pang Jian responded indifferently, and the spiritual power in his body was madly poured into the dragon-patterned spear, preparing for the next attack.
Dong Tianze suddenly felt like he was about to faint. He immediately realized that due to the severe mental trauma and excessive blood loss, he would not be able to hold on for long even with the favor of the master from the upper realm.
The soul-captivating sound of the ghost's chant had no effect on Pang Jian, so it was difficult for him to quickly get rid of Pang Jian in his current state.
When Zhou Qingchen and others fall into the well, even if he kills Pang Jian, he will still be alive at the bottom of the well.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and Dong Tianze suddenly used ghost chants to clear a path and headed straight for the wellhead.
“Tick!”
Blood was dripping from the tip of the spear. Pang Jian, holding the spear with one hand, frowned as he looked at Dong Tianze who was climbing up.
Because a phoenix appeared between his eyebrows, Dong Tianze became extremely dangerous at this moment, as if he had infinite potential bursting out, which made Pang Jian feel fearful.
It would not be wise to take action at this time, as it might completely enrage the trapped beast and cause Dong Tianze to risk his life to kill it.
"To cut the grass, you must remove the root."
But after hesitating for a moment, Pang Jian decided to take action!
Following the groove in the well wall opened by Dong Tianze, he climbed upwards like a nimble monkey, approaching Dong Tianze with the spear in one hand.
“The ghost is still there!”
Dong Tianze's face was full of violence and cruelty.
He wished he could turn around and kill this unknown guy first, regardless of Zhou Qingchen's threats.
He didn't even have time to launch a single strike and was stabbed with three bloody holes. He was planning to let Pang Jian live first.
But Pang Jian, who had never met him before, stared at him and refused to let go, as if he was ready to kill him, which made Dong Tianze's heart burn with anger.
"Pang Jian, there is another witch on the island! You must hold on!"
Zhou Qingchen shouted loudly from a distance.
This loud shout boosted Pang Jian's fighting spirit and also shocked Dong Tianze, making him think that there were still opponents hiding on the island.
The man who refined the "Spirit Evil" and controlled it in secret never showed up, and the reason why he ended up in such a miserable state was because of the spontaneous combustion of a dozen "Spirit Evil" possessed by him.
Thinking that the man was still watching secretly, Dong Tianze suddenly came to his senses, and all his anger was extinguished like cold water.
The black tortoise's blood essence that had gathered in his body and was ready to be used to cleanse his marrow and strengthen his bones was reluctantly mobilized by him.
He suddenly rushed upward from the well like a sharp arrow, no longer wanting to get entangled with Pang Jian.
"call out!"
Seeing that he could not catch up, Pang Jian threw the dragon-patterned spear out and stabbed Dong Tianze in the butt before he left the well.
“Ouch!”
Dong Tianze roared angrily and slapped away the spear that was nailed to his butt with his backhand. After getting out of the fatal well, he used ghost chants to block the attack of the cold iron sword.
Without looking back, he suddenly jumped into the Wulan Lake and disappeared under the water.
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(End of this chapter)