3174: C3174 The Devil Cultivator's Stronghold

C3174 The Devil Cultivator's Stronghold

Because of Jiang Ting's ability to fly in the sky, the underlings of the Green Dragon Gang dropped their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy. They no longer had any desire to fight.

"Immortal. . . " The five people in the lead were also lying on the ground. How could they resist?

It was extremely pitiful.

Seeing this, Jiang Ting tilted his head slightly. "Are you all thinking that you are just mortals? I, an immortal, can't be bothered to argue with you? Or, only kill the head? "

The faces of the underlings who were still begging for mercy turned pale.

The old man even begged for mercy in a hurry. " Immortal. . . Immortal, everyone else is innocent. If you want to kill me, kill me alone. That's enough. I only beg you to let them go. They are innocent. . . "

"Hehe, what a loyal friend. "

Jiang Ting praised. His face suddenly turned cold. "You have shown me your weapon, yet you are as weak as an ant. . . I really can't think of a reason to let you live! "

Drops of rain appeared, covering the sky and covering the earth as they fell.

"Hualala. . . "

"AH. . . "

The sound of the rain and miserable cries rang out one after another.

Half a breath's time. . . In just half a breath's time, wherever the rain passed. . . No matter if it was a person or a house, as long as it came into contact with the rainwater, it would be pierced through.

In just half a breath's time. . . In this place, apart from that old man, there were no other living people in the Green Dragon Gang.

"Immortal. . . Immortal. . . " The old man could not muster up any strength. He laid on the roof that was still floating even after losing his support and looked at the ground in a daze.

Although he had always been in awe of Immortals, he had never thought that they would be so terrifying.

In just half a breath's time, everyone had been killed, and all the houses had been destroyed.

If they were martial artists, In half a breath's time, at most, he would only be able to kill two people.

Jiang Ting gently beckoned with his hand. "Now, tell me, where is the person who attacked me last time?"

Jiang Ting, he had never thought of him as a good person. . . He would also pretend to be humble and retreat.

However, those who attacked him with their weapons, those who wanted to kill him. . . All deserved to die.

Because of Jiang Ting's hook, he carried the old man's roof and flew in front of Jiang Ting.

Thirty breaths later.

In the Azure Dragon Gang's manor outside the city, the four Protectors who were still recuperating were killed by the four Throwing Knives that fell from the sky before they could react.

The corpse of the old man also fell from the sky, causing chaos in the Green Dragon Gang.

However, all of this had nothing to do with Jiang Ting. He had already concealed his figure and aura, sensing the aura left behind by Liang Wenqiang and began to chase after him.

The Azure Dragon Gang might be filthy, but it had nothing to do with him. He could not be bothered with those who did not attack him either.

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Around three days later.

About 1,500 miles away from An County, in the wilderness.

It was indeed the wilderness. There were no signs of human habitation, only wild grass and plains.

Jiang Ting, who was hiding, entered the wilderness and looked around. His aura had disappeared.

He concealed his figure and chased after Liang Wenqiang's aura with a relatively slow speed to arrive here, while Liang Wenqiang's aura had vanished in the vicinity.

But here, scanning the surroundings, there was no one.

Subconsciously, two words surfaced in Jiang Ting's mind: Formation!

He was afraid that there was a formation protecting this place. And this place, could it be the stronghold of the devil cultivators?

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Ting followed the path he came from and retreated a few dozen meters. After that, he found a patch of grass and quietly stood there.

The fastest way to differentiate was to attack directly. As long as a large-scale attack was launched, if there was a formation, one would definitely be able to see it. . . However, that would also be exposed.

If he was not certain of the situation, he would be exposed. It would be the lowest level. . . . Once exposed, who knew how many fiendish cultivators were in the stronghold? What if they were surrounded and attacked? They would most likely die without a doubt.

And because he wasn't sure, it was even more inappropriate to inform the Purple Frost Sect.

Then, the only thing he could do was wait.

If this was a stronghold. . . As a stronghold, there would definitely be quite a number of fiendish cultivators entering and leaving.

He was like An County, waiting for close to a month of surveillance before getting his whereabouts, but waiting here. . . If this really was a stronghold, he could hide for three to five days, and wait for seven to eight days at most. He would have an answer.

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Two days later.

Jiang Ting, who was still waiting, suddenly opened his eyes. He saw an afterimage rapidly approaching from a distance to his left. Even though the afterimage had retracted its aura, he could still smell the disgusting stench of blood coming from a devil cultivator.

After Jiang Ting's gaze, that devil cultivator appeared very quickly. The area where Liang Wenqiang's aura dissipated earlier also revealed its appearance.

It was a young man dressed in a black robe with a somewhat sickly white face. Cultivation base, second level of Foundation Establishment.

After that person stood still, he turned his head very cautiously to size up his surroundings, as if to see if there was anyone following him.

Jiang Ting immediately shook his head. If there really was someone following him. . . Even an idiot would know that there was a problem with the current appearance of the devil cultivator.

Naturally, the devil cultivator wouldn't be able to detect Jiang Ting, who was using the Hidden Qi Technique.

After a period of observation, he suddenly unleashed a stream of magic power into the void.

Half a breath later.

A monstrous white fog rose. At the same time, the white fog also rolled and split apart. A path appeared, heading towards the bottom of the earth.

As soon as the path appeared, the young devil cultivator entered the path.

"Hallucination Formation. " With a whisper, Jiang Ting's eyes flickered, and he instantly leaped forward. Thanks to the Qi Concealing Technique, Jiang Ting did not bring any wind with him.

In the path.

"Hmm?" The youth who had just entered the path suddenly turned his head, his gaze bewildered.

There was no sound of Jiang Ting's movement. However, the wind was still flowing.

The wind was invisible, but in front of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, even if it was invisible, it was difficult to observe.

Unfortunately, after Jiang Ting stood still, the demonic cultivator could not see anything.0

"Nature wind? The young devil cultivator shook his head and continued to venture deeper.

Jiang Ting followed closely behind and slowly passed through the formation.

After the formation, there was no longer a tunnel. It's an underground town!

That small city was obviously built with earth-attributed magic! There were no mortals, only devil cultivators.

There were more than a hundred of them.

However, not all of them were built. There were more than seventy Qi Refining demonic cultivators and more than thirty Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators.

The young demonic cultivators who did not notice anything unusual flew straight into the city.

Jiang Ting did not rashly approach. Instead, he stood at the edge of the city and took a deep breath. . . Fortunately, he did not act rashly before. If not, with more than thirty Foundation Establishment realm cultivators attacking him at the same time, he would have been killed.

The spell formation that covered the area also closed after the fiendish cultivator entered the city.

It was time to inform the Purple Frost Sect. This stronghold was not something he could deal with.

Jiang Ting's eyes flickered. After confirming that there was no divine sense observing this place, he took out the Concealment Disk without hesitation and launched it.

In order to avoid alerting the devil cultivators, the range of the concealment Disk was extremely small. It was less than half a zhang wide.

After that, he took out the silver paper that he had obtained from the Assignment Hall. He wasn't very familiar with it. He folded it into the shape of a paper crane. Magical power poured into it without any hesitation.

Instantly, the paper crane ignited itself, and a ball of flame appeared. Above the paper crane. . . Logically speaking, The burning speed of the paper crane was very fast, but in reality, the burning speed of the paper crane was different.

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