Two towering mountains, separated from the left and right, in the middle is a vertical moat, down more than a thousand feet deep, there is no bottom in sight. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoSeen from the sky, this moat resembles a crescent moon hanging between two mountains, hence the name of the moat.

There is a perennial mist under the mountain moat, the light is extremely dim, and from time to time there are protruding rocks blocking the way, and it is rumored that there are highly poisonous beasts infested, even if there is cultivation, ordinary disciples do not dare to go deep into it.

At this time, in the deepest part of the moat, a gust of wind blew, and the chill rolled in, and there was no sound except for a few hard rocks falling. In the deepest part of the cold fog, a woman with a cold face was meditating with her eyes closed.

The woman's whole body was pale, and several beads of sweat ran down her forehead, indicating that she was at a critical juncture in her cultivation, and even though her face was as pale as snow, she refused to stop and rest.

The silver teeth creaked, and the woman suddenly trembled, showing that she was in great pain, but she was still holding on with all her might.

At this moment, she barely managed to squeeze out a smile and opened her eyes.

A few feet in front of her, there was a loud bang, and a huge pit was blasted out of the solid rock underground, and a humanoid monster crawled out of the rain of rubble.

It is said to be a monster because although it looks like a human, it does not show the slightest anger from it, it is just a moving corpse. The monster emerged from the ground and stood up straight, its hollow eyes looking upwards and screaming at the slender gap in the Hanging Moon Moat.

Oh!

Although the whistling sound was not loud, it spread far underground to the surface, and countless fierce beasts below the moat heard the sound and avoided it.

The monster didn't know any of this, but turned around and stood there very mechanically.

"Hey, it's still a lot worse!" The woman looked at the monster with some disappointment, and said to herself: "Evil qi, evil qi, without evil qi, you can never recover to the level of a spirit corpse, you can only be regarded as a zombie!"

After saying this, the woman muttered something to the monster, but the monster remained motionless, standing there looking at her expressionlessly.

"Dream Summons Spirit!" the woman didn't seem to be reconciled, she stood up suddenly, and cast twelve spells at the monster in succession.

Boom Boom!

The twelve magic twisted into one strand and all entered the monster's body, but it only moved its stiff head slightly, and there was no superfluous movement next!

Sure enough, it's just a zombie, with a body of magic, but it doesn't have the agility it used to be at all, and it's not useful to a woman at all.

"Hey!" the woman hung her head in disappointment, losing all her energy.

All her hopes were pinned on this corpse, and once the corpse turned into a zombie, it would slowly lose all its magic power and eventually become a useless corpse.

Not to mention this for the time being, her cultivation of magic skills will also be greatly reduced, and it will be extremely difficult to practice in the future, and the chance of breaking through the realm is even slimmer.

"Yue Yin, you have brought me to such a point! If I can't become a saint in this life, even if I die, I will turn into a spirit corpse and go to take revenge!" the woman stubbornly raised her head, looked at the only gap above and said hatefully.

But at this moment, her eyes suddenly opened wide in despair. In her pupils, a spinning black ball grew rapidly, indicating that the opponent was rushing down from the sky at a very high speed.

Boom Boom!

The rubble flew, and the black balls hit several raised rocks one after another, but the speed did not slow down at all, and finally smashed into the ground with a bang, smashing the solid rock into a deep pit several feet in size.

Countless black threads emerged from the pit and flew up and down the pit, but they did not disperse.

"Evil spirit!" shouted the woman in white with some joy.

And this is not an ordinary evil qi, it already has a substantial form.

"Is that you?" Xu Jingtian flew up from the pit with countless evil qi, and through the protective light shield, he only saw a soft water sleeve of the woman in white, and she recognized it at a glance.

It turned out that this woman in white was none other than the Demon Gate Saintess Hanyan who Xu Jingtian met on the high mountain when the immortals and demons first clashed.

At that time, in order to save Lu Yimad, he had just escaped to the high mountain with the power of wind control, and was discovered by Han Yan, who had a keen sense of spirit. But for some reason, Hanyan didn't kill the two of them, but let them escape.

In the end, Han Yan was defeated by Elder Yueyin on the battlefield and summoned spirit corpses to help in the battle. Hanning Zhenren wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack Yueyin, but was seen through by the hidden Yuejin Elder, and finally fled.

Xu Jingtian later secretly followed Elder Yue Jin to hunt down Han Ning, and there was only so much he remembered.

It wasn't until later that the remaining six disciples of the Xianmen came to reinforce them, the Demon Gate was defeated, the disciples were killed and injured countless times, Huangchen and Hanning Zhenren were killed one after another, and the Zhenren of the Soul Exterminator fled alone, only the Holy Maiden Hanyan, but there was no trace, and he didn't expect to retreat and hide here.

Xu Jingtian couldn't help frowning, it was really a narrow road, the last time he escaped by luck was because the other party didn't expect him to escape suddenly, but this time it was not so easy to get out.

"Hmph! It turned out to be the Xianmen rat generation, what are you chasing after you?" Han Yan was full of hostility towards Xu Jingtian, who was surrounded by evil qi.

Taking advantage of the gap between speaking, Xu Jingtian had the kung fu to use his divine sense to visit the surrounding situation, looking at the situation, this cold smoke should be healing here, and the spirit corpse in the distance was protecting her Dharma.

Could it be that this cold smoke is still seriously injured and has not healed? In this case, the situation is not too bad, Xu Jingtian already has a plan in his heart.

"Hehe, I also passed by here by chance, the holy woman doesn't have to be nervous!" Xu Jingtian smiled slightly, and set his eyes on the spirit corpse in the distance.

The secret method of the Demon Gate is really powerful, last time he saw that this spirit corpse was severely injured by Elder Yueyin's Nine Palaces Nixia Aya, but now he couldn't see any wounds, Xu Jingtian couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart.

Xu Jingtian carefully observed the cold smoke here, and the cold smoke was not the same.

Since the last time they met, Han Yan has regretted underestimating Xu Jingtian in his heart.

From Xu Jingtian, what Han Yan saw was not cowardice, but self-confidence, no Xianmen disciple dared to be so calm in front of her, and he could slip away smoothly unscathed, Xu Jingtian could be said to be the first. Therefore, this Immortal Sect disciple, in Han Yan's opinion, is by no means as simple as just practicing the eighth layer of qi.

Now, he has been hiding in this hanging moon moat for more than a few months, and he can't find his whereabouts whether it is the Immortal Gate or the Demon Dao. This man was not only able to find himself, but he even dared to send it to the door alone, was it just an accidental passing by as he said?

When Han Yan saw Xu Jingtian constantly looking at the spirit corpse, he couldn't help but overestimate Xu Jingtian's strength a little more, and thought that he had seen through the current situation of the spirit corpse, so he couldn't help but smile coldly: "Hmph, don't talk about it here." Even if there is no spirit corpse to help, I will not be afraid of you, if you have any magic weapons, just use them!"

The dense and endless evil qi in front of him was definitely not something that ordinary disciples could bear. With Xu Jingtian's current cultivation, he only has eight levels of Qi cultivation, which is still several levels behind Hanyan, not to mention Xu Jingtian, even Hanyan can't bear it. But Xu Jingtian didn't seem to be affected by the evil qi at all, so the cold smoke refers to the protective cover on Xu Jingtian's body.

In Hanyan's opinion, the reason why Xu Jingtian has no fear must be that he is carrying a precious magic weapon.

"It turns out that the evil spirit hasn't fully recovered!" Xu Jingtian smiled secretly in his heart, this is easy to do.

"Sedum, you don't have to be afraid of her! This holy woman doesn't seem to have fully recovered, she is cultivating the Dafa of Scrolling Demons and Absorbing Demons, and if she doesn't have enough evil energy, the spirit corpse can only be a zombie!"

"Yes, Senpai. It seems that we will rely on this witch to get out of trouble this time!" Xu Jingtian smiled and transmitted the voice to the other party, while sensing the arrival of the cold air sea.