In a hidden cave, two naked men were each tied to death by a black rope, unable to move, and in front of the two, there stood a man wearing a black cloak, the man was Wang Changsheng.

"What does Your Excellency want to do? Aren't you afraid of the retaliation of our Qingdanmen by acting like this?" the tall middle-aged man roared loudly, his eyes full of anger.

Zhou Lang on the side looked nervous, and his eyes were full of fear.

"If you're afraid, I won't tie you up, I want you to help me lead an alchemist surnamed Liu from Qingdan Pavilion to my designated position, I wonder if the two of you are willing to cooperate?" Wang Changsheng said with a smile.

"What? Help you lure Senior Sister Liu out? You dream! I won't betray the sect even if I die," the middle-aged man's face changed when he heard this, and he said with a resolute expression.

Hearing this, Zhou Lang's face was cloudy for a while.

"Hmph, isn't it easy to die? Let's see what this is first?" Wang Changsheng snorted lightly, sneered, and after speaking, he turned over his hand and took out a bowl as black as ink.

As soon as the object appeared, an eerie aura permeated, causing the temperature in the cave to drop suddenly, and then the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves sounded from the bowl, and there were some strange black fog surrounding the bowl.

"Soul refining bowl?" Zhou Lang's face changed when he saw the black bowl.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression became a little unnatural.

"Hehe, it seems that you are a person who knows the goods, since you recognize that this is a soul refining bowl, you will honestly do what I say, otherwise even if you die, I will still take out your soul and torture it well," Wang Changsheng smiled and said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, Zhou Lang's face turned pale, he wanted to open his mouth and say something, but he glanced at the middle-aged man next to him, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face was a little hesitant.

"Among you, only one person can live, whoever can help me lure out the alchemist surnamed Liu will be able to live, and the other person will not only die without a place to be buried, but will also be drained by me after death, you think about it, after half an hour, if you are still not willing to help, then I have to take the two of you to try the alchemy technique that I just learned," Wang Changsheng said coldly, after speaking, he pulled Zhou Lang out and pushed him into a stone room next to him.

The two stone chambers were prohibited, and Zhou Lang and the others didn't even have a magic weapon on them, all of them were searched by Wang Changsheng, and there was no way to escape.

Zhou Lang sat slumped on the ground, his face full of hesitation.

On one side is his own life, and on the other side is the life of his fellow junior sister, if he helps Wang Changsheng to murder his fellow junior sister, Qingdanmen will definitely have no place for him, but if he doesn't agree, he will die a miserable death, and his soul will be tortured after death.

At this moment, Wang Changsheng walked in, holding the soul refining bowl in his hand.

"Hehe, count you unlucky, your companion recruited first, so I had to try soul alchemy with you," Wang Changsheng said with a smile.

With that, he flipped over and took out the Golden Moon Sword.

"Don't, Daoist friend spare your life, I'm sure I can help you lure Senior Sister Liu out," Zhou Lang saw this, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he pleaded.

"Your companion can also help me lure out that Senior Sister of yours, I don't seem to need to keep you," Wang Changsheng said coldly.

"I know Senior Sister Liu, I have a better grasp, Chen Gang doesn't know Senior Sister Liu, if he" Zhou Lang hurriedly explained.

"Oh, I'm not going to let you go, so be it! I'll give you a few notes, you say a few words, and I'll send someone to your Senior Sister Liu. ”

"No problem, as long as Daoyou can spare Xiao's life, let me do anything," Zhou Lang heard this, his face was happy, and he agreed.

Wang Changsheng nodded, and with a shake of his sleeve, the black rope that bound Zhou Lang was loosened, and flew back into Wang Changsheng's sleeve and disappeared.

"Don't play tricks on me, otherwise you know the consequences, put on your clothes," Wang Changsheng said coldly, and after speaking, he took out a set of clothes and threw them in front of Zhou Lang.

When Zhou Lang heard this, he agreed.

After Zhou Lang got dressed, Wang Changsheng took him to the stone room where the middle-aged man was held.

Seeing the middle-aged man, Zhou Lang's gaze was a little evasive, and he lowered his head, not daring to meet the middle-aged man's gaze.

"Zhou Lang, you ungrateful bastard, you actually colluded with outsiders to murder your fellow disciples, if Uncle Liu knew, he would definitely not let you go," the middle-aged man was furious when he saw this, and scolded loudly.

Hearing the words "Uncle Liu", a flash of fear flashed in Zhou Lang's eyes, and there was some hesitation on his face.

"What does this Uncle Liu have to do with this Senior Sister Liu?" Wang Changsheng asked with a frown when he heard this.

The one who can be called an uncle by a monk in the foundation building period is naturally a monk of Jiedan.

"Senior Sister Liu is a descendant of Uncle Liu, and she is quite favored by Uncle Liu," Zhou Lang hesitated for a moment and replied.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng nodded, for the sake of his own life, not to mention the descendants of Monk Jiedan, even the descendants of Monk Yuanying, he would be able to tie it up.

"Zhou Lang, you traitor, if Uncle Liu finds out, he will definitely drain your soul and refine your soul, and it's still too late for you to turn back," the middle-aged man shouted loudly.

When Zhou Lang heard this, his face was a little moved.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng snorted lightly, and with a shake of his figure, he appeared beside the middle-aged man and slapped him fiercely.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly became swollen, and there was a cleaned five-finger print on his face.

"Do you like to shout, I'll fulfill you," Wang Changsheng said coldly, and after speaking, he used the Golden Moon Sword to cut the middle-aged man's arms, thighs, and chest, and red blood flowed out of the wound.

Wang Changsheng turned over his hand and took out a black bamboo slip, opened the stopper, and more than a dozen black beetles the size of fingernails flew out of it, burrowing into the middle-aged man's body along the wound.

The middle-aged man only felt a piercing pain coming from all over his body, and he couldn't help but let out a scream.

The middle-aged man's face showed a look of pain, as if he had endured great pain.

"Ahh······h Have the ability to kill······ Kill me," the middle-aged man said intermittently, his face distorted, sweating profusely, and looking hideous and terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Lang's face turned pale, and his eyes looking at Wang Changsheng were full of fear.

It didn't take long for the middle-aged man to seem to be unable to bear the heart-piercing pain and fainted.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng snorted lightly, slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist with his palm, and two bloodthirsty spirit bats flew out of it.

The bloodthirsty spirit bats that smelled the smell of blood were very excited, and without Wang Changsheng's orders, they pounced on the middle-aged man, and their sharp fangs pierced into his body.

Zhou Lang clearly saw that the middle-aged man's body quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into a dried corpse.

"Now, do you know what to do?" Wang Changsheng turned around, looked at the bloodless Zhou Lang with a smile, and said.

"I know, I know," Zhou Lang was stunned at first when he heard this, and after reacting, he nodded hurriedly.

Wang Changsheng nodded, slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist with his palm, and the two bloodthirsty spirit bats turned into two black lights and flew back into the spirit beast bag.

He took out two blank transmission notes and handed them to Zhou Lang.

"I don't know where you want to lead Senior Sister Liu?" Zhou Lang said cautiously.

"You can't get too close to Fang City, and you can't make her suspicious, you can choose a place by yourself! If she doesn't come, your fate will be ten times worse than his," Wang Changsheng pointed to the dried corpse on the ground and said coldly.

When Zhou Lang heard this, he nodded resignedly.