Ling Huqing thought to herself that no matter what, she would do her best, at this critical moment, a scripture suddenly came to mind, "The sky is far away, the vast is too empty, the materialization of profit and loss, mutual restraint, if the situation is floating, the five elements are divided, if the trance is ......."

Ling Hu Qing suddenly blessed her heart, she felt a huge spiritual power swimming in her body, as if a trapped beast was about to break through the cage, she held her breath and concentrated on injecting this extremely strong spiritual power into the Red Heart Sword, a green mang rushed out of the sky, and instantly dispersed a lot of black gas that surrounded her, and a steady stream of green mangs poured out from the tip of the Red Heart Sword, illuminating her fair little face more translucently, Qingmang shot at Nangong Chen like a sharp sword, and Nangong Chen was surrounded by Qingmang.

"Good exercises!" Nangong Chen praised disappreciably, but secretly gathered strength for a more violent counterattack, only to see him transform into a blue-faced and red-eyed monster, the longer his body grew, the longer his hands and feet became, and he suddenly turned into a troll!

Linghu Qingxin said: It turns out that this is his real body, it is really ugly, I can't imagine that the son of the Demon Venerable is such an ugly monster.

The monster opened its huge mouth and spit out a large amount of black mist from his mouth, and the entire stone chamber was shrouded in this black mist, so that before Hu Qing could close his eyes, he felt a dimness in front of him, and when he looked at it again, this troll monster had disappeared, which made Hu Qing suddenly a little flustered, could it be that the black mist spewed out by this monster could make him invisible.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, making Hu Qing only feel that the stones around her had fallen, and she also fell down with these stones, this stone chamber was obviously equipped with a mechanism, just now that Nangong Chen must have touched the mechanism when he couldn't see it, and fell into this dark place.

Ling Hu Qing easily got up from the pile of rocks and looked up, he had fallen into the trap that Nangong Chen had prepared a long time ago. Under his feet is a hard stone slab, and above his head is a fine net woven of black iron wire, which has been forbidden by Nangong Chen, and there is a crackling sound on it, and occasionally a stone falls on it, and it turns into ashes in an instant.

Alas, I blamed myself for being careless, and I actually fell into the way of this monster, so that Hu Qing was hit by falling rocks, and he was injured in several places, and after fighting with the monster for a long time, he felt exhausted. She fumbled to her feet, enduring the pain and bandaging the wound.

"Haha, how does Senior Brother Ye feel down there?" Nangong Chen's voice came from above.

"Very good, thank you Senior Brother Nangong for your concern," Ling Huqing gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm.

"I said Senior Brother Ye, you have reached this kind of time, don't be strong, don't you want to punish the evil and help the good, and uphold justice? But you forgot that to do such a good thing, you also need to have that strength, you can't even save yourself now, what kind of hero are you still a hero?" Nangong Chen said mockingly.

Ling Huqing didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said, "I've been taught!", but in his heart he was thinking about how to escape.

"Senior Brother Ye, think about it carefully below, my Nangong Chen is a person who loves talents, if you can submit to me, and you are in the Heavenly Imperial Gate, I believe that you and I will join hands and step on the human world is just around the corner, are you willing?"

"I still have to think about this question, and I'll give Senior Brother Nangong an answer tomorrow. ”

"Well, I'll ask you tomorrow, if you don't want to, then you'll end up in the same fate as that old thing!"

Nangong Chen left with a wild smile, Ling Hu Qing looked around, he didn't know how deep the place he was in, the four walls were full of dark iron stones, the sword was inaccessible, and the only exit was controlled by Nangong Chen.

The darkness surrounded her, and the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, and she hugged the Red Heart Sword tightly, and just sat against the stone wall, thinking about countermeasures. She was still too reckless, she really underestimated Nangong Chen's strength. I didn't expect the mana of this son of the Demon Venerable to be so strong, and he still underestimated the enemy.

couldn't help but not rescue Miss Lang from the sea of suffering, but was in prison, which was really a mistake. Alas, it would be nice if that Ah Ye was here, didn't Hu Yu say that his real body was a Ying Long?

Harm, what do you want that disciple to do? Where does he have the slightest bit of Ying Long's domineering spirit? Ling Huqing smiled self-deprecatingly.

At this time, Sang Sangse shrank his head and poked his head out, crying: "Sister Qing, where is it at this time, it's so dark, Sang Sang is afraid of the dark, woo!"

"Sang Sang is not afraid, can my sister illuminate it for you?" Ling Huqing touched Sang Sang's head and comforted, and then held up a palm flame to illuminate the surroundings clearly.

"You scared me to death just now!" Sang Sang crawled to Ling Huqing's palm, as if he still had lingering feelings about the fight just now.

Suddenly, it screamed, "Ah............hh Sister, look, what's that?"

There was a black thing in the shadows that moved, this thing only had a round head, a short body, said it was moving, but it was just raising its head, Ling Hu Qing held the palm flame and slowly approached, the thing seemed to be very afraid of light, put its head down on the ground, and trembled all over.

Ling Huqing originally thought it was a ground turtle or something, but when she saw that it was actually a "person", she couldn't help but want to scream.

What kind of "man" was that! It was a "man" with only a head and half a body! The clothes of unknown color were dirty and torn, and they were messily wrapped around his body, and there was nothing below his waist, and the sleeves were empty, except for his messy hair that covered his face, and his whole body emitted a foul smell like a rotting corpse.

Ling Hu Qing's heart was shocked, who is this person? How could he be treated so cruelly? For the people in the Xianmen, they would rather die than be concocted into such a disgusting "human biao"!

Ling Hu Qing endured the discomfort in her heart, and the hand holding the palm flame was also trembling slightly, the poor person in front of her had too much impact on her.

She asked in a low voice, "Who are you?", and the man slowly raised his head, and a ghost-like face appeared in front of Ling Huqing's eyes. The face was shaped like a skeleton with only a layer of skin, gray and tattered skin, and one eye had been brutally gouged out, leaving only an eerie black hole. The other eye looked at Ling Huqing like a dead fish, and her back was numb.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound, his tongue was also pulled out, the whole person, except for the head that could turn slightly, the rest of the eyes occasionally turned around, and there was no life in him, even the ghosts of the Netherworld were ten thousand times better than him!

There is such a vicious person in the world that can mutilate a living person so far! This man does not know how long he has been locked up here, and it can be said that he only has one breath left, what is the mind that sustains him to this day? Could it be that the previous voice was deliberately made by him?