The dozen evil cultivators behind him were all stunned.
Jing Nai, the palace master of the Soul Sect, practices an evil technique that seizes your man's Yang Yuan, which is very powerful.
What Jing Nai likes most is to find saintly cultivators with strong physiques and good cultivation from the five sects, then drain their Yang Yuan, and then torture them to death.
The method of absorbing yang practiced by Jing Nai is completely different from the normal dual cultivation method of Hehuan Sect.
Hehuan Pavilion emphasizes dual cultivation, mutual benefit, and taking appropriate measures; while the method of absorbing yang is about asking for more, until it is sucked to death and becomes a mummy.
The dozen or so evil cultivator men cast their eyes on Chu Ye, whose body had sunk halfway into the swamp, with evil smiles on their faces.
"Little Palace Master Mingjian, this Chu Ye is really a perfect fit!"
"This Chu Ye has a good figure and good cultivation. He is exactly the type that the Palace Master likes the most."
"The most important thing is that he is the sect leader of Qionghua Sect, one of the five sects, and one of the leaders of the Holy Cultivators. I believe the Palace Master will be even happier."
Abuse righteous people.
It is originally an interest of evil cultivators.
A satisfied smile appeared on Jing Lan's face, and she said loudly: "Since everyone thinks it's good, then you guys can go over and pull this Chu Ye out of the black swamp and bring him back to the Soul Sect!"
"Yes, little palace master!"
A quarter of an hour later.
Half of Chu Ye's body was dripping with black sticky asphalt, and he was pulled by one arm by two evil cultivators. He was stripped to the ground like garbage.
The forest is covered with thorns and vines. The vines are covered with sharp barbs and are covered with all kinds of gravel.
The lower half of Chu Ye's body was dragged on the ground, with countless barbs and gravel stuck in it, and it was dripping with blood.
Chu Ye, who had already fallen into a complete coma, was suddenly awakened by this terrible pain.
He opened his eyes from the darkness and saw that his arms were tightly clasped by two iron claws, and he even saw that his lower body was covered in blood and flesh.
"Who are you?!"
The strong sense of crisis forced his mind to become clear all of a sudden.
There was a look of fear on his face, and even the tone of his voice changed.
Hearing the voice behind her, Jing Lan turned her head, with a charming smile on her red lips, and said: "You're awake, Chu Ye, how about being a prostitute for my mother?"
The moment he saw Jing Lan's face, the look of fear on Chu Ye's face became even worse.
He had participated in the last battle between good and evil.
Naturally, he knew Jing Lan, the young palace master of the Soul Sect.
She was a woman with a very terrifying cultivation level. He once saw Jinglan tearing an elder in the Nascent Soul stage of the Ba Dao Sect in half with her hands.
That bloody and cruel scene is still a nightmare for many holy cultivators in the five sects.
"Are you evil cultivators? People from the Soul Sect?" Chu Ye's voice was full of fear and changed its tone sharply.
"Haha." Jing Lan smiled, looking in a good mood, and said, "Yeah, are you happy? From now on, you will be my mother's prostitute in the tent."
Chu Ye's body trembled heavily again.
The prostitute in Jing Nai’s tent?!
"No! I don't want it! Let me go!"
"How could you do this to me! I am the leader of the Qionghua Sect. If you dare to abuse me, the entire Qionghua Sect will not let you go!"
The threatening voice came from a fierce and angry person, which made a dozen evil cultivators unhappy for a while.