Chapter 112: The Simple Method (Part 2)

The long knife girl mixed in the Flowing Demon Sect watched everything silently, holding a monk with a dull face and wearing the clothes of a beginner disciple of the Colored Buddha Sect.

Observing the battle of the Spectral up close, I really benefited a lot.

In the Flowing Demon Sect, she cultivated all the way.

In the end, he became the first super genius in the Flowing Demon Sect to directly cross from the chief disciple to the elder.

So he came into contact with the affairs of the tripartite alliance and got mixed in.

Combined with the time when the quest announcement appeared, and the detailed process of the former shocking battle.

The long knife girl can basically conclude that the tiger 30,000 who left from the space debris, as well as Yiwang, are all players.

And [Yiwang] is [East Gate Drunk]!

"Why is the gap in strength so big?"

The long knife woman's expression was indifferent, but her mind was very active.

The crack where Shadow General had first come in had closed.

The long-knife girl could only choose one from the hundreds of cracks around her.

Eventually, she picked a slightly larger spatial rift and rushed through.

"Female, female benefactor, I told you everything about Yiwang, there is nothing to hide, please let the little monk go!"

The little monk in the hand of the long knife girl is the Xuanse who Fang Yi has had a little fate!

At this moment, he was so frightened that his face was bloodless and trembling.

As long as she knew the identity of [Dongmen Drunk], and then with the right of the elder of the Flowing Demon Sect, she followed the vine and touched the melon, and the long knife girl finally found some veins, found the little monk Xuanse, and roughly understood Fang Yi's growth process.

Now that the information has been gathered, this monk is useless.

"Go!"

Wrapping the iron chain around Xuanse's waist, the long-knife woman threw Xuanse into the spatial crack.

"Save ......",

Sound, as if cut off by space, ceases abruptly.

The chains stretched wildly, shaking violently.

When the chain stopped extending, the long knife girl pulled it back hard.

In the next moment, a bloody man with a trace of Buddha's light was dragged out of the spatial crack.

I don't know if I can call it something else, and I shake violently.

"Depend on ...... First...... Raw ......"

Boom!!

The bloody man suddenly exploded.

As if he had endured this strength, the terrifying pressure that he should not bear exploded completely, turning into a rain of blood, and there were no bones.

"It's so dangerous?!"

Fortunately, I was cautious enough.

But the long-knife girl remembered that Hu Sanwan also escaped through the spatial crack.

The 30,000 tigers are obviously just not even the strength of the mist.

In comparison, this Xuanxi monk may be stronger.

What the hell went wrong.

Wrap the corpse of the Shadow Mist powerhouse below with an iron chain and throw it into this spatial crack again.

As soon as she threw it in, the woman with the long knife suddenly said that it was light.

Hurriedly pulled back the chain.

Above, there was nothing but thick blood.

Actually...... Before he brought it back, it exploded into a blood mist.

The question of corpses? The problem of living people? Space Crack Problem? Or is it a question of strength?

The long knife woman's brain was running at high speed.

For her, who had just barely reached the Beginner Ghost Soldier, she was still able to access high-level information, which was still too little.

It's not even that Fang Yi made a big fuss, I'm afraid that the long knife girl didn't have this opportunity to come into contact with this information.

The living, the dead, the strong, the weak, all picked up, tied up, and thrown into the cracks of space irregularly!

It was as if she was conducting a great experiment, and she was determined to make all kinds of attempts, silently jotting down all the results.

When the cracks in the space begin to be repaired one by one, they close.

When only the last five spatial cracks remained, the long knife girl suddenly perked up and looked at the broken iron chain in her hand in surprise.

This is the only time in the hundreds of experimental results that the iron chain has broken, as if the person who was thrown into it has reached another space and forcibly cut the iron chain.

However, before the long knife girl could conduct any further testing, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"You're ...... Do what? ”

This voice is...... Shadow General?!

Focusing too much on the results of the experiment, the long-knife woman ignored the battlefield situation.

It seems that the tripartite alliance has almost been defeated, and even his humble self has been noticed by General Ying.

Just for a moment, the long knife girl rushed directly into the spatial crack in front of her and disappeared without a trace!

“…… Look for death. ”

General Shadow shook his head slightly, but he didn't mean to follow up.

The spatial crack is dangerous, and even he is taboo about it.

Directly breaking into an unfamiliar spatial crack, as strong as him, it is possible to capsize in the gutter.

As for the woman just now, she is definitely dead.

"Alright, Guoshi Li, it's time for us to get down to business."

Pulling up Li Guoshi, who was kneeling on the ground, General Ying's eyes were cold.

"I deliberately kept you alive, but I didn't want you to be dumb. Or do you think even I can't handle the Guardians? ”

Trembling all over, Li Guoshi finally lowered his head in despair.

……

Soul Realm.

Poof!

A young girl suddenly burst out of the crack and fell to the ground.

Although dizzy, the girl still strengthened her will, rolled three times in a row, buffered the force, and looked up directly and vigilantly around.

The first thing I saw was a lump of flesh and blood, about the size of a person, that seemed to be the 'detector' I had just thrown in.

So he died?

Looks like I'm really lucky.

The Peerless Realm was in chaos, and the Upper Realm emerged again, and a shadow general came out, which was no longer suitable for his own farming and development.

And judging from the news revealed by the tripartite alliance before, it seems that there is a lock in the Peerless Netherworld, which locks the strength of everyone in the entire Peerless Netherworld, and only ghosts can unscrupulously improve their strength.

If you want to break through this limitation, you can only negotiate terms with the upper realm, or escape from the nether realm!

Now it seems that I have achieved the second point.

Skimming over the disgusting mush, the Knife Woman looked around, and soon, in the corner of the enclosed space, she found a second living person.

Or rather, half-dead people.

"Tiger 30,000?"

The flower statue of the tiger 30,000 has been seen by the woman with a long knife, so she recognized it at a glance.

Didn't this guy escape from the Netherworld a month ago?

Why is it here?

Could it be that the space debris he escaped from is actually the same as the one I drilled into?!

The long-knife woman thought a lot for a moment.

There seems to be only one explanation, apart from the almost impossible coincidence.

That is, there is a space debris, which has been clinging to the peerless realm all the time.

Whenever a spatial rift opens, it will appear on time, sucking the person away.

As far as the long knife girl was concerned, in the spatial rift, she just glanced at it and rushed directly into this space debris.

It's like this space debris, directly like a mirror, clinging to the spatial crack, waiting for people to jump in.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, and she had a faint creepy feeling.