The suction force was like a rope, tying him up step by step, bang bang bang bang.
His body collided with the steps and the wall, and now he was bruised and swollen, and his internal organs were even bleeding.
He wanted to vomit blood, but he held it back and stood there with a look of fear on his face, not daring to say a word.
After a while, the man in black robe finally slowly turned around.
If others saw it, they would probably be frightened and scream.
It turned out that this person's skin was extremely white, almost transparent.
The flesh on his face was extremely thin, and there was almost no flesh on his face, just like a skull wrapped in this black robe.
It looks extremely scary.
In the eyes of this black-robed skeleton, two green fires slowly rose, staring at the blue-robed young man.
Feeling the gaze of the two groups of green fire, the young man in black robe suddenly felt like a thorn in his back, and a feeling of extreme fear arose in his heart.
After brushing, a layer of cold sweat broke out on my back.
The cold voice of the skeleton came: "You come to my place, but you linger, you want to tell me something, but you feel timid again."
"Damn it!"
"The dragging you just now was just a punishment for you. It cost you half of your life. If you dare not tell me the truth again, you will never get out of here today."
The young man in blue robe shivered violently, with extreme fear in his eyes.
He naturally knew that since Sang Zijin dared to say this, he would definitely do it.
Because, he is Sang Zijin!
Endless regret suddenly welled up in his heart.
Because he has now concluded that he is seeking the skin of a tiger.
It turns out that this skeleton-like man in black robe is Sang Zijin.
Looking at Sang Zijin, the blue-robed young man muttered in his heart: "He was not like this the last time I saw him, why is he like this now?"
Sang Zijin obviously saw the doubts in the blue-robed young man's heart. The skin on his face wrinkled, and he smiled proudly and said: "You see, I am neither a ghost nor a ghost now, don't you?"
"But did you know..."
As he spoke, he burst into a proud laugh: "You know, this is a manifestation of the skills I practice to reach the state of transformation!"
"My current strength is infinitely stronger than before!"
"For us warriors, as long as we are strong enough, what's the point of other appearances?"
"I won't even pay attention to it, I won't take it to heart at all!"
The next moment, he stared at the young man in blue robe and said, "Do you think so?"
The young man in blue robe nodded quickly, obediently.
Sang Zijin smiled miserably and said, "Tell me, why did you come to me?"
The young man in blue robe took a deep breath.
He had the intention not to say it, but he knew that it would be impossible for him not to say it now.
He considered his words, looked at Sang Zijin, and said word for word: "I discovered the traces of the two elixirs that thousands of years ago once disturbed the entire inner sect and attracted countless strong men to hunt them down."
"What? The traces of those two elixirs?"
As soon as he heard these words, Sang Zijin's aura suddenly fluctuated wildly, surging like a tide!
The two green will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes were beating wildly, showing his extremely excited mood.
He asked in a trembling voice: "Are they the two spiritual herbs that came from Tingjing Cliff? Are they the two spiritual herbs that were hunted down countless times in the inner sect, but disappeared in the end?"
"Yes, it's them."
The will-o'-the-wisp in Sang Zijin's eyes shrank for a moment, and then with a swish, his figure was like lightning, and he came directly in front of the blue-robed young man.
She grabbed his arm with both hands and said in a very urgent voice: "Hurry up and tell me everything!"
"Where are they? How did you know? Come on! Tell me everything! Or I'll kill you!"
There was a ferocious look on his face, and his voice was extremely anxious and excited.
Because he knew very clearly what those two spiritual herbs meant,
Those are two pieces of spiritual grass that originated from Tingjing Cliff and have been listening to scriptures on the cliff for thousands of years. They contain endless power.
Moreover, there is also an inexplicable and profound understanding of the path of a warrior and the path of martial arts.
As long as you can swallow those two spiritual herbs, not only can you greatly improve your cultivation, but you can also suddenly clear all the levels when it is difficult to break through, and use that gleam of spiritual light as an opportunity to break through.
For warriors, the latter is of great significance.
Because many times, especially for powerful warriors, what troubles them is definitely not the lack of strength, but the lack of a breakthrough opportunity.
Seeing that the young man in blue robe was hesitant, he immediately said with a cold expression: "Tell me! Is it possible that you want to die?"
The young man in blue robe took a deep breath, and then spoke very quickly and told everything he had seen and heard in the past few days.
He didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest. He was afraid that if he said anything too late, he would be killed directly by Sang Zijin.
After listening to this, Sang Zijin's eyes flickered and he fell into deep thought.
After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You mean, those two spiritual herbs are now in the Mirror Valley."
"And the Mirror Valley, which has been idle for thousands of years, has been given to a new disciple named Chen Feng by the old man Xuanyuan Xiaoyue?"
"That's right!" The young man in blue robe said with a heavy nod.
"Okay! Very good!" Sang Zijin laughed loudly: "Since the old man allowed him to enter the Mirror Valley, it goes without saying that he is extremely valued, but!"
He suddenly laughed wildly: "So what?"
"No matter how much you think highly of him! No matter how powerful he is! Isn't he just a new disciple?"
"A person who has just entered the inner sect, even if he is a genius, will not be very strong, and he will be even more vulnerable to me! I can easily crush him and kill him!"
The blue-robed young man's lips twitched, and he was about to say something about Wu Xinghe being beaten so badly by Chen Feng that he lost all face.
But suddenly, something moved in his heart, he didn't say anything anymore, he just nodded beside him with his mouth closed.
Sang Zijin smiled, looked at the blue-robed young man, and suddenly said: "Are you having any issues with Chen Feng?"
The young man in blue robe was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: "What kind of feud can Chen Feng and I have? I was just trying to curry favor with you and get some benefits from you, so I just tipped you off."
However, he did not dare to say this.
This Sang Zijin is obviously almost a lunatic now. If he dares to deny Sang Zijin's guess, I don't know what Sang Zijin will do.
