Zhao Qingqing struggled to kick away the mud waves coming toward her, eager to escape from the quagmire.
"Another twenty thousand pounds!"
The mud stuck to Zhao Qingqing's legs changed from light to darker in color at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it solidified into a shocking black purple.
Then the soil quickly climbed up her body until she turned into a perfect clay sculpture.
"Hahaha, I can't move at last! In Luofeng Mountain, I, Ni Ni Niangniang, am the king, and no one can be my opponent!"
The woman in the long skirt couldn't help laughing heartily when she saw Zhao Qingqing sinking into the quagmire and unable to extricate herself.
After saying that, she turned to look at Xia Tian and said with a ferocious smile: "It's your turn next. I want to see how many pounds you can hold."
Xia Tian glanced at the woman with disdain: "Your method is of no use to me, so this stupid girl Qingqing will be fooled by you."
"Huh, are you scared?"
The woman in the long skirt became more and more proud, pointing at Xia Tian and said: "Then you and your woman will sink into the ground together and become fertilizer for Luofeng Mountain."
Xia Tian lazily yawned: "For things like fertilizer, it's better for an idiot like you to do it."
"Blatant words are beautiful words, but it depends on whether you have real ability!"
The woman in the long skirt was quite disdainful of Xia Tian in words, but she paid full attention to her actions and directly gave Xia Tian a ten thousand catty start: "The mud tide is surging, ten thousand catties, go!"
Xia Tian stood still, letting the muddy water stick to his body, layer by layer, the color changed from light to thick, from soft to hard, from less to more... and finally his whole body was submerged.
"Bang!"
Xia Tian randomly punched him and directly shattered the layers of clay sculptures stuck to his body.
"Sure enough, you are quite capable, but then you will be the best!"
The woman in the long skirt was not too surprised. She had discovered that Xia Tian was more powerful than Zhao Qingqing, so she had already prepared in her heart: "The mud tide is converging, fifty thousand catties!"
Xia Tian remained unmoved, letting the mud flow roll around him and swallow him up again.
"Bang!"
Another simple punch, shattering it directly.
"I don't believe it anymore. Another hundred thousand catties!"
The woman in the long skirt almost entered a state of extreme madness, frantically adding weight to Xia Tian's body.
Unfortunately, little effect was achieved.
"Even if you add another million pounds, it will be useless. I have already told you that this kind of thing is not effective for me."
Xia Tian easily broke the clay sculpture again, "If there are no other tricks, then you can prepare to die."
The woman in the long skirt really couldn't accept this reality, and said through gritted teeth: "No way, you are definitely holding on. The entire soil of Luofeng Mountain can be used by me. How can you still carry the entire mountain?"
Xia Tian yawned lazily, his expression still very calm: "Then you can try it, it's not difficult to carry the whole mountain and beat you."
"Okay, okay, since I can't trap you, then I will crush you to death with the whole mountain!"
The woman in the long skirt also got angry and suddenly melted her body into the soil. After a while, the entire Luofeng Mountain was really stirred, and countless pieces of soil gathered into one place like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.
Then they pounced on Xia Tian with overwhelming force.
Xia Tian still didn't move, still letting the mud flow rush towards him.
Of course, the mud never actually touched him from beginning to end. It didn't even touch his clothes. It could only condense two or three inches outside his body. It looked like it had directly adhered to Xia Tian's body.
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The soil condensed layer by layer and was compressed bit by bit. In the end, the color turned from black and purple to golden.
Not long after, the entire outline of Xia Tian was gradually revealed.
People who didn't know the situation might, at first glance, think that they had made a golden statue of Xia Tian.
"Hmph, the cowhide blows to the sky, it's not like you can't escape from my Wuzhishan."
Although the woman in the long skirt has consumed a lot of spiritual energy and is now a little overwhelmed, she looks quite satisfied. "These two people contain a lot of energy in their bodies. As long as they are digested, my realm will be promoted no matter what."
One step up, and then you will be free from the constraints of this mountain."
The long-haired woman moved the golden statue of Xia Tian and the purple statue of Zhao Qingqing in front of her, with a proud smile on her face: "I know you are not dead yet, and you can hear what I say inside.
Before you die, you might as well listen to what I have to say."
"Two thousand years ago, those people made clay statues for this mountain, built mountain temples, and often worshiped and offered sacrifices to the clay statues."
"A thousand years ago, this mountain finally awakened a trace of spirituality in the incense of all living beings."
"Five hundred years ago, this kind of spirituality finally took shape, and we no longer have to worry about the power of wind, electricity and heaven."
"A hundred years ago, when the temple was renovated, there was a clay sculpture of me, the Clay Lady."
"More than sixty years ago, that person saw that I had spirituality, so he helped me identify the spiritual body..." "Now, I am finally free from the shackles of this mountain, and I want to become the real me."
The woman in the long skirt seemed to be suffering from hysteria. She knelt on the ground and kept muttering to herself, "Of course, this is due to the two of you, as well as the hard work of countless ordinary people who sacrificed before. This is something I will not do."
Forgot."
At this moment, the woman in the long skirt raised her hand and summoned a girl from the ground. She looked exactly like Chen Guoer, but she was more beautiful, moisturized, and more charming.
"This is an excellent body that I extracted from the flesh and bones of tens of thousands of people."
The woman in the long skirt didn't know who she was talking to, maybe she was just venting her anger, "Before, those people only destroyed defective products."
More than ten minutes passed, and the woman in the long skirt was still chattering endlessly, as if she was talking in her sleep.
Not far away, Zhao Qingqing became a little impatient and said to Xia Tian: "Master, I still want to blow this woman's head off with one punch. She is really too tough."
Xia Tian said lazily: "Fight if you want, I'm not stopping you."
Obviously, the mudflow of the woman in the long skirt did not trap Xia Tian and Zhao Qingqing. It was just that Xia Tian gave the woman an injection to make her think she was successful.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you wait a little longer, just think of it as listening to a story."
Zhao Qingqing thought about it carefully and said calmly: "However, I am a little curious about who the person who enlightened her was.
She only said her surname was Yue before, and she was from Kunlun Mountain. Master, do you have any impression?"
"No."
Xia Tian curled his lips, "Not only have no impression, but also no interest."
"What if the person named Yue is a woman? She is also a peerless beauty."
Zhao Qingqing asked with a smile.
Xia Tian stretched lazily: "I'm not interested in that, it's enough with you."
"Master, you really don't mean what you say."
Zhao Qingqing didn't believe what Xia Tian said, "If she is really a beautiful woman, you will definitely regret it and turn her into your wife."
"Believe it or not."
Xia Tian didn't believe that the immortal cultivator named Yue could be a peerless beauty.
On the other side, the woman in the long skirt has already started doing it.
The entire Ghost Villa suddenly deformed and turned into a rather simple and simple temple. After a mudflow-like movement on the ground, a formation pattern slowly emerged, covering almost the entire Luofeng Mountain.
The woman in the long skirt stood in the center of the temple with the statues of the two Xia Tian and Zhao Qingqing.
Three circles were drawn on the ground there, with Xia Tian's golden statue on the left, Zhao Qingqing's purple statue on the right, and the girl's body in the middle.
"Everything is ready, and the time is almost up."
The woman in the long skirt smiled with satisfaction, then raised her hand to pull the long-haired young man and the short-haired man out of the mud, and wiped their necks with just one move, causing blood to spurt out.
The woman in the long skirt reached out and took out the hearts of the two people, placed them on the ground, then recited an extremely obscure spell, and danced wildly around the villa.
"Sure enough, he doesn't have a serious origin. He looks like an evil priest at first glance."
Zhao Qingqing looked at the scene in the villa from a distance, and couldn't help but shake her head and said: "Master, I really can't stand it anymore, and I want to kill her now!"
"Then go."
Xia Tian said casually.
Zhao Qingqing got Xia Tian's permission and immediately flew forward, flying directly towards the madman-like woman in the villa.
"Draw endless spiritual energy and shape a body of flesh and blood!"
The woman in the long skirt was not aware of the approaching danger at this time, and was still immersed in her own world. "Heaven and Earth are Wuji, lend me the Tao Dharma, and let me break away from the shackles of this mountain root and become an independent creature between heaven and earth."
Saying that, the woman in the long skirt spread her hands, pressed them on the heads of the statues of Xia Tian and Zhao Qingqing respectively, and shouted: "Give your spiritual power, life, flesh and blood, and breath... to me!"
"Pah, pah!"
She responded with two crisp sounds, and then the golden statue of Xia Tian and the purple statue of Zhao Qingqing suddenly shattered inch by inch and turned into dust on the ground.
"What, what's going on?"
The woman in the long skirt was stunned for a moment, not sure what went wrong, "What exactly is going on?"
"Isn't it obvious at a glance? Why bother asking?"
At this time, Zhao Qingqing suddenly landed in front of the woman in the long skirt and said, "Your plan has failed."
"You, why are you okay?"
The moment the woman in the long skirt saw Zhao Qingqing, she almost spat out a mouthful of blood in shock, "You have obviously been sealed into a clay sculpture by me."
Zhao Qingqing said with a smile: "You don't really think that your little Taoism can trap my master and me, do you?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
The woman in the long skirt could not accept this reality, "There is absolutely no way anyone in the world can escape my clay sculpture method! This Luofeng Mountain is my territory. Since you have gone up the mountain, you must obey my orders!"
"Okay, stop dreaming."
Zhao Qingqing waved her hand and said impatiently: "Where are your tricks? I've already seen them and I'm tired of them. Now follow me to the Tiandao Group. You may only have a little research value left."
The woman in the long skirt felt that she had been humiliated, so she raised her hand and hit Zhao Qingqing with a mud ball: "Go to hell."
"Bang!"
The mud ball exploded in mid-air and turned into countless mud arrows, chasing Zhao Qingqing.
"This trick is useless."
Zhao Qingqing took two steps back, suddenly stepped behind the woman in the long skirt, and kicked her to the ground. Her toes were firmly nailed to her chest, making it impossible for her to move any further.