Chapter Eighty-Six: The Right Way

Before the monk could react, a large black tripod gradually emerged from the ground below him, and burst out with a burst of suction, sucking him into the tripod. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The battle started abruptly and ended quickly, and after catching him, Jian Shanqiao moved his mind and sank into the ground with the Ascending Evil Ding.

Not long after they disappeared, eleven figures arrived from different directions, but there were no figures of Jian Shanqiao and the monk here, but there were still traces of battle here.

"What about people?"

"What kind of concealment is this? I rushed to the signal as soon as I saw it, but I didn't expect it to catch up. ā€

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They were silent, their divine senses kept scanning around, and even underground, they also investigated, but there was no passage underground, and there was no figure of Jian Shanqiao.

In the messy grass a hundred zhang away from here, Jian Shanqiao escaped from the ground and released the monk in the Ascending Evil Ding, and as soon as he came out, Jian Shanqiao instantly cut off his hands.

"Enchantress! No wonder he betrayed his master! The man bared his teeth and spat on the ground in sharp pain.

"What the hell are you doing?" Jian Shanqiao said coldly, as soon as these words came out, she immediately knew that even if these people were not from the Biyun Sect, they would not be able to get rid of the Biyun Sect.

"Hmph, a traitor like you, everyone will be punished." The man looked at Jian Shanqiao's eyes, a little contemptuous, but he couldn't hide the essence of his eyes buried in the depths of his eyes.

"Huh...... You don't need to say it, I'll do it myself. Jian Shanqiao's eyes flickered, and without waiting for him to say more, he stretched out his right hand and put it on his head, and the divine consciousness of the Yuan Infant Stage gushed out fiercely.

"Nope! No! You ......" Before the man could finish speaking, his eyes had become dull and dazed.

When Jian Shanqiao took her hand away, she finally knew what these people were chasing and killing her for, the Biyun Chase Order of 100,000 Spirit Stones.

She snorted coldly in her heart, and the monk who had been searched for souls lay stiffly on the ground, without any sound. She just went to one place, and she attracted more than a dozen foundation building monks and a Jindan monk to chase and kill.

Jian Shanqiao came here from the night realm, she hated people chasing her, hated this endless greed for money, her heart was cold, and she slowly closed her eyes.

These people always reminded her of that bloody night, and always let her see in the boundless night.

These people! Damn it!

Jian Shanqiao walked forward, slowly hiding in the faint under the tree, and then gradually disappeared.

Not long after she left, a figure appeared here, looking at the corpse on the ground with an ugly face, the dead person was a cultivator on the fourth floor of the foundation.

The appearance of death was extremely ugly, not only was his arms cut off, but his soul was also searched.

Soul Search! He suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and took out the sound transmission jade talisman to inform his companion, but at this moment, his chest was pierced by a long sword that was one person wide, the long sword was withdrawn, and his upper body also fell to the ground fiercely.

Half of the white jade's sound-transmitting jade talisman was stained with blood, and it fell from his hand to the ground.

Jian Shanqiao put away their storage bags and left this place again, the same method would not be used twice.

Of those who pursued her, twelve had gone to two. Now, there is also a golden pill, nine foundations.

"You've changed." Qingshan suddenly spoke, it can be said that he is the person who has been with Jian Shanqiao for the longest time so far.

As soon as his words came out, Jian Shanqiao was stunned, and she also found that she was becoming less and less like her original appearance. Immediately, she smiled, "Maybe." ā€

Aoyama stopped talking, and there was a word he never spoke. "That's your ......," he buried in his heart, but he didn't feel any awkwardness, like something he should have said to an old friend.

"I'll teach you another way to open this Ascending Evil Ding and use it correctly." Aoyama spoke lightly.

"The right way?" Jian Shanqiao was surprised, she had always felt that this tripod was not simple, but she had never been able to use it.

"Yes." Qingshan's words were a little erratic, as if he was reminiscing, and he seemed to be sentimental.

"Although this tripod is defined by the world as the fourth imitation, it is not an imitation, it is true. It's just that its effect ability ranks fourth. Qingshan said slowly.

"There are seven of these tripods, and the first tripod is the most powerful, but it is not the first to be created. On the contrary, the first one to be made was the seventh-ranked Ding, which was gradually improved after that, and then the materials were collected to forge a better one. Until the seventh statue ...... "Castle Peak Road."

"How do you know so clearly?" Jian Shanqiao was a little surprised, and he already knew from Qingshan's words that in the eyes of the world, this tripod was the fourth imitation.

"Huh? This tripod was made by a madman, what a madman. A trace of emotion flashed in Qingshan's eyes, and Jian Shanqiao couldn't see it clearly.

"The real use of this tripod is to collect the souls of the dead. Then release a burst of dharma, and those who are absorbed into it, the dead spirits, will fight for you. Qingshan didn't explain why he knew, and slowly told Jian Shanqiao the true use of this tripod.

Absorb the soul! Jian Shanqiao sighed in his heart, that person deserved to be a madman, Qizun was like a ding, and he didn't know what he could do by absorbing other people's souls.

"The eye that sank your mind into the bottom of the tripod, the pupil hides that formation, and likewise, there are many undead who were absorbed into the tripod before. What you have to do is to take away the consciousness of that eye, but if it is your words, it should be very simple......" Aoyama said the method, but the last sentence made Jian Shanqiao a little inexplicable.

According to Qingshan's words, her mind sank, and there, there seemed to be a yin wind, a strong howl, slowly eroding her mind, and she trembled, as if she saw many translucent figures around her who were blank and aimless.

That eye opened, and howled into Jian Shanqiao's eyebrows, straight to the place where she knew the sea.

There, that eye suddenly became silent, and it should have attacked and destroyed her knowledge of the sea, but at this time it stayed quietly in the center of the sea of knowledge.

At the same time, in Jian Shanqiao's sea of knowledge, countless golden strips of light appeared layer by layer around the eye, and then pierced it, like blood vessels, connected with Jian Shanqiao's sea of knowledge.

There was no pain, no struggle, and that eye was tamed.

She wanted to ask Aoyama, but found that Aoyama still closed his eyes and no longer paid attention to the outside world.

And the Ascending Evil Ding on the ground suddenly became free, she found that there was a space in the Ding, which contained translucent people without sanity, and even, Zhao Li was also in it at this time, Jian Shanqiao obviously saw Zhao Li die in front of him.

Then Zhao Li in this space is the soul.

Jian Shanqiao felt the evil intent for the first time, and finally realized where the name of the Ascending Evil Ding came from.

This Ding has already recognized the master, she didn't pursue too much, at this time her attention is more on those who chase and kill her.

She sensed that more and more monks were coming here.