Song Ciwan followed the light smoke of the spirit talisman and climbed up to six or seven floors.

She didn't know how tall the building was, only that it was like it was like it was endless.

When he climbed over the seventh layer above, and then went up towards the eighth floor, suddenly at a certain moment, Song Ciwan felt that the pressure above suddenly increased exponentially.

No, it's not just multiplied, it's clearly multiple, or even dozens of times more enhancer!

Song Ciwan once again felt the feeling of walking through every step under the Immortal Pagoda.

The pressure at this moment is already comparable to the ninety-ninth step at the beginning.

Fortunately, Song Ciwan's comprehension of the method of unloading force has basically stabilized in the normal state, and although the pressure has increased, the speed of her climbing has only slowed down slightly.

After a short time, she followed the light smoke to the junction of the upper branches.

Song Ciwan turned upward, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a puff of ghostly mangs shooting his head!

When the glow came, it was both caught off guard and lightning fast.

What's even more terrifying is that this thing has a strong momentum.

A sense of control like forbidden time and space shrouded Song Ciwan at this moment. For a moment, under this sudden attack, Song Ciwan's brain was almost blank, and his consciousness was stagnant.

This can't say that she is too weak, nor can it be said that she lacks vigilance, it is really that the other party is too strong, so strong that it is ...... Stronger than all the enemies that Song Ciwan has encountered so far!

Under the absolute control of the ghost, a long rope suddenly struck, click! wrapped around Song Ciwan's neck.

In the dim light, Song Ciwan felt like she had seen a pair of eyes glowing with white light.

The demonic roar, accompanied by the click of the long rope retracting, and all kinds of sharp and disorderly cries: "Mo! Phew! Ah......h

Song Ciwan smelled a strong fishy smell, heard countless chaotic screams, and a bone-chilling cold—at this moment, whether it was sight, smell, hearing, or physical sensation, she was attacked in all aspects.

The long rope was still retracting, and the strange smell of the fishy smell mixed with the sticky feeling of clammy and cold was wrapped around her neck, as if the next moment, her entire neck would be twisted in two by this terrifying long rope!

Song Ciwan was still wearing a low-grade magic weapon-level magic robe, but when the long rope came, her magic robe was only bright for a moment, and it was suppressed by some strange force and became useless.

Even magic weapons are useless, what else can withstand this life-and-death crisis?

The demonic howl continued to resound all around, and the long rope wrapped around Song Ciwan's neck became more and more retracted, click, click, click...... I just heard the sound of bones popping.

And then...... And then it was, the long rope couldn't twist Song Ciwan's neck!

She has a beautiful figure, and although she is using a mask after fetal transformation at the moment, she still looks thin and thin on the whole.

Such a song resignation, at first glance, no one would have expected that she was actually a master of body refining!

Thunder and fire devouring the body, Song Ciwan has cultivated to the third layer.

She has both a Dacheng-level jade bone dharma body and a Dacheng-level impermanent body, and although the third-level flesh and blood floating slaughter has not been fully cultivated, she has also cultivated to the proficient level.

The third layer of the Thunder Fire Devouring Body Technique corresponds to the god level among immortal cultivators.

Therefore, although Song Ciwan has not turned into a god, her physique is comparable to that of a god-no, an ordinary immortal cultivator in the god transformation period, if she does not refine her body, she can't even have a Dharma body of the level of Song Ciwan.

It's just that in terms of attack power, body refining cultivators may not be as versatile as immortal cultivators, and their spells are all over the sky.

However, Song Ciwan still has infinite power.

Sometimes, when the magic weapon is useless and the mind is empty, then, brute force is a good choice.

When the long rope couldn't move Song Ciwan's neck, under the dim light, the pair of white eyes widened in an instant.

Song Ciwan took the opportunity to stretch out his hands, grabbed the long rope, exerted all his strength, and pulled it violently.

It was enough to split the mountains and chase the sea, and the long rope was suddenly torn apart by Song Ciwan!

"Ahh Screams erupted.

The long rope was suddenly recycled at this moment, because it was too slippery to be lost, Song Ciwan actually failed to catch it.

Pitch-black demonic blood spurted one after another, and the long rope was like a wounded spring rope, slamming back into the mouth of a bloody basin with fangs.

It turns out that where is this long cord? This is clearly a terrifying long tongue that is several feet long!

And at this moment, Song Ciwan finally saw what the owner of the long tongue looked like:

I saw that the monster was born in human form, its body was tall, as if it were a foot long, with unkempt gray hair, tattered clothes, and long, pointed ears like insect tentacles.

The most terrifying thing is the eyes of the monster, because of its white and black less, at first glance it gives birth to an extremely eerie aura, which makes people feel frightened at first sight.

The kind of comprehensive suppression that Song Ciwan felt before came from these eyes.

This description is a long story, but in fact, it just happened in an instant, a look, the monster's long tongue retracted, Song Ciwan immediately took a step forward, and grabbed the retracted long tongue with his backhand.

Her speed was also extremely fast, and the long tongue had just retracted back into the monster's mouth, and Song Ciwan caught it again with his bare hands.

This time she used the martial art Thousand Illusion Divine Palm, this martial art Song Ciwan rarely used, of course, not because she didn't like martial arts, but because Song Ciwan wanted to maintain her character as an immortal cultivator-

She has so many vests, in front of people, each vest is best to have a set of styles that she is good at, martial arts is her hole card, and it is best not to use it normally.

This Thousand Illusion Divine Palm is a heaven-level martial art, and when paired with infinite power, it is even more powerful, and it can be said to be quite suitable.

After Song Ciwan caught the monster's long tongue, a strange glow shot out of the monster's eyes again.

An absolutely suppressed terrifying feeling struck again, causing the true qi in Song Ciwan's body to freeze again.

Between the lightning and flint, Song Ciwan grabbed the long tongue, pulled his hands to both sides, and tore it violently.

This time, the slippery long tongue could not escape from Song Ciwan's hands again.

Hearing only a stabbing sound, the monster screamed again: "Ahhhh ”

In the piercing scream, the long tongue was torn in two by Song Ciwan with great force!

That's not all, while the monster was trembling and screaming, Song Ciwan kicked it to the ground.

The monster screamed in surprise, and actually said at this moment: "Impossible! Uh-huh-hmm......"

Its tone is distorted and weird.

At the same moment, the scales around Song Ciwan appeared, and he received a cloud of qi: [Demon thoughts, the anger, surprise, and resentment of the soul-slaying monsters, one catty and nine taels, can be sold. 】

Soul Slayer Level! This is actually a soul-slayer-level monster comparable to a god!