709: C709 Thank You for Your Help

C709 Thank You for Your Help

These Inhibition Formation were extremely ingenious, making it impossible to tell what was wrong with them.

Jiang Ting came to the front of a guard, his hands constantly flying Hand Spell. An even more complicated restriction landed on that person's body.

At the same time, Jiang Ting's Power of Divine Consciousness was still pestering the man to attack.

However, when Jiang Ting's Inhibition Formation fell, the Martial Cultivator was much more obedient, he even lost all of his killing intent.

"Ah … Ah …"

When the Martial Cultivator did not have that much killing intent surrounding them, miserable screams actually came out from her mind.

This was not the sound of a restriction, but the consciousness of the guards!

Jiang Ting could not help but be shocked for a moment, then moved his mind again, in front of him appeared a weak and lifeless soul consciousness, without any signs of life, as though it was only on the verge of death. However, his body had so many Inhibition Formation s, all linked to this soul consciousness, this was a state of being unable to live, unable to die.

"You are …"

The Martial Cultivator suddenly saw Jiang Ting, he did not seem to be afraid at all, but he kept repeating the same words, "I beg you, please kill me, kill me, and finish me off quickly!"

How cruel was this method!

Even Jiang Ting didn't have the ability to save this consciousness right now, so even if he could, it would only be able to help these people extend their lives.

Jiang Ting raised his hand and with a palm, the strong Power of Divine Consciousness cut off all of the connection his consciousness had with his body.

This person's divine sense, due to such a sudden, violent transformation, was instantly destroyed as well.

At this point, Nether Martial Cultivator could be considered to be completely dead.

This process, for Jiang Ting, no matter if it was his Power of Divine Consciousness s or his spiritual energy, would not create the slightest bit of pressure. However, the psychological pressure on him was a little unbearable.

Jiang Ting looked at the numerous Nether Martial Cultivator, and saw a tormented consciousness standing behind every one of them. He was a little unwilling to continue fighting.

Lu Lee very quickly realized Jiang Ting's abnormality and could not help but ask: "Jiang Ting, why did you stop? Are you having a hard time too? "

"No, I'm …" Jiang Ting simply transmitted his voice to Lu Lee, explaining his difficult situation.

Jiang Ting only felt that he had to tell others that he had to have someone to take care of it. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to take it.

Although Lu Lee knew about the Nether Martial Cultivator, he never thought that things would actually turn out like this.

"That means, even before these people died, they were already controlled by others and became this kind of Nether Martial Cultivator." Lu Lee found it hard to accept.

If you treat me like this, then it's hard to imagine how painful these Martial Cultivator would be to me.

"Jiang Ting, listen to me."

Lu Lee remained silent for a moment, and said indifferently.

He really did not expect that such a wild and unrestrained Jiang Ting, would actually be unable to move against someone who would take his life.

This meant that Jiang Ting was not a heartless person. On the contrary, he was a kind Martial Cultivator.

Or perhaps, this was a true Martial Cultivator.

"They were soldiers of Dongling City in the first place, and that's just how they met such a tragic city lord. Perhaps, everything we are doing now is to release them from their predicament." Lu Lee said seriously.

What else could Lu Lee say?

Lu Lee was not a cold person either. Although Xu Canglei did not know what the two of them were communicating with, he could tell from their eyes that something was amiss.

Or perhaps it could be said that Jiang Ting was only immersed in one kind of emotion and it had nothing to do with these Martial Cultivator s but only thought of his father.

"I don't know what kind of relationship the Nether Martial Cultivator has with you, but, no matter what, you have to calm your mind and make the most suitable choice for me, because with our identity, we already aren't living for ourselves, Central State Continent or something that needs us, what do you say?"

Finally, Lu Lee's words were able to enlighten him.

His father had high hopes for him, and he wouldn't be willing to see him in such a state.

What should exist in this world would exist, what should not exist could only disappear.

"Lu Lee, thank you. I have to take action now, these guards who have transformed into Nether Martial Cultivator, should let them rest in peace." Jiang Ting's eyes had already started to clear up, as he said this.

Jiang Ting sat down again. After looking at the many crazy Dongling City guards, his gaze had already become firm.

With a move of his mind, Jiang Ting once again used his soul consciousness and body to leave this place.

With the help of the Boundless Demon Eye, Jiang Ting could clearly see the wind Inhibition Formation on the bodies of these Nether Martial Cultivator s.

When Jiang Ting's mind returned to the state of being incomparably hard, his subordinate's feelings also returned.

This decisive killing would not affect him because of any emotion he had.

In less than two hours, Jiang Ting had already completely destroyed half of the Nether Martial Cultivator present.

Behind this huge barrier that Jiang Ting and the rest were three people. However, people outside could not see what was happening inside.

In the beginning, the people here did not make any movements, but when they saw that Jiang Ting was actually able to stir up the's consciousness and destroy the Nether Martial Cultivator's origin, there were people who could not sit still.

Seated in the middle, the Lord of Dongling City asked the two youths beside him, "Now, what do we do to stop them?"

"City Lord, what are you panicking for? As the lord of a city, you should remain calm. " One of the youths wearing a blue robe said lightly.

It was as if he was already accustomed to reprimanding Yang Jingshan.

Helplessness flashed past Yang Jingshan's eyes, and he said: "Could it be that you'll just let the Dongling City soldiers fall like this?"

"On the surface, these people seem to be Dongling City's soldiers, but in reality, don't tell me that you're not clear about them?" The voice of the other youth in a brown robe became even colder.

"In the Dongling City, guards are actually the foundation. General, all of you were chosen from these guards. By doing this, you are destroying your own foundations."

"Yang Jingshan, are you feeling good these past few days? What does the foundation of the Dongling City have to do with us? Right now, we just want to let the Profound Shadow Stick achieve the results we want as soon as possible, and these people's source energy has been stirred up by them, and is perfect for the resources that the Profound Shadow Stick absorbs! "

The two youths at such an age actually said such incomparably cold words.

Yang Jingshan could only shut his mouth.

Even though he was a fourth stage Martial Master, the two youths beside him who only had the cultivation of a first stage Martial Master were actually able to easily control him.

Especially since there was a type of talisman in the hands of these two youths; it was a blood-red talisman.

Once this talisman was released, Yang Jingshan would feel that his own bloodline would be suppressed, suppressed everywhere. It was extremely strange.

"Senior brother, since this old fellow does not trust us so much, then let him see our methods. In any case, so much source energy has already landed on our restrictions, we should properly refine that Profound Shadow Stick." The blue-robed youth said playfully.

"Junior Wu Sha, what you said makes a lot of sense. In any case, that Lu Lee is very suitable to become a Profound Shadow Stick, don't you? Hahaha …"

When the two of them said these words, these people were nothing compared to grass and straw in their eyes.

"Lee Wuwei, Zhang Wu Sha, you guys are going too far! I disagree, you can't do this to me, the Dongling City Protector!" Yang Jingshan suddenly stood up, and said while glaring at the two.1

As his junior brother, Zhang Wu Sha's temper became more temperamental, he suddenly turned to look at Yang Jingshan and sneered: "My senior brother said that you still have other intentions in your heart, and that it was as I expected, now, I tell you, your son, Yang Wufeng, has already been killed by this person, this person called Jiang Ting!"

Suddenly, Zhang Wu Sha took out a talisman, a blood-red talisman, and sneered: "Look at the miserable state your son was in when he died!"

The strange spirit energy in Zhang Wu Sha's palm moved, and the talisman suddenly released waves after waves of spirit energy, gradually forming a scene, which was the moment Yang Wufeng died, on his chest, shockingly was Jiang Ting's Seven Extinction Devil Sealing Sword!

He only had this one son, he had many things that he didn't tell his son. Maybe when his son was about to die, he misunderstood him, so he would never have the chance to explain himself.

"All of this was thanks to you …" Yang Jingshan instantly raised the power of his Martial Master by four levels.

However, these two youths, who were only at the first stage of Martial Master, only sneered. As Senior Brother, Lee Wuwei didn't even move an inch, and Zhang Wu Sha only activated the blood-red colored talisman in his hand. A strange, blood-red disc appeared in front of him, like a complex compass.

He had only lightly pushed the compass, and already allowed the power of Yang Jingshan's bloodline to flow into the compass in strands, causing Yang Jingshan to temporarily lose the power of his bloodline.

In the past, whenever it came to this point, Yang Jingshan would immediately give in, but this time, Yang Jingshan felt that he no longer had any reason to endure.

How could that be? Without the support of his bloodline, his attack power would have been greatly reduced.

Zhang Wu Sha raised his hand, and easily dispelled Yang Jingshan's attack. At the same time, he flipped his palm, and slashed out with the power of his bloodline, striking towards Yang Jingshan.

Yang Jingshan's hands sealed the door, but he was still pushed down fiercely to the ground.

Zhang Wu Sha took a step forward and fiercely kicked Yang Jingshan, and said: "Your bloodline's fate, is in our hands, you still want to resist? This is what happens when you resist! "

Yang Jingshan's entire body was bruised and his face looked like an eggplant.

Lee Wuwei said indifferently: "Junior brother Wu Sha, let's first let him obediently rest over there. We will continue with our important matters!"

"Yes, Senior Wuwei!"

Zhang Wu Sha replied, then casually formed a Inhibition Formation and formed a connection with the blood red talisman in his hand, and kicked Yang Jingshan in.

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