Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"Where do you practice?" Elder Wu asked Song Wendao.

Song Wen replied, "Senior, before I was taken captive, I practiced in Tianxingfang City."

Elder Wu frowned slightly, "Tianxingfang City? Why have I never heard of this place?"

The name Tianxingfang City was found in Huang Shang's handbook found in Huang Shang's storage bag after Song Wen killed Ji Yin. It was the Sanxingfang City closest to Qian Kingdom.

Before Song Wen could speak, a Qi Refining monk next to him took the initiative to explain.

"It's a small market not far from Qian Kingdom. Due to the thin spiritual energy, no sect has established a religion there. Only some low-level casual cultivators are active there."

Elder Wu nodded and said.

"We are going back to the Xuantian Sword Sect on this trip. We are only a hundred thousand miles away from the Qian Kingdom. You can come with us. When we reach the boundary of the Zhengdao Sect, our safety is somewhat guaranteed. Then you can go back to Tianxingfang City on your own. Bar."

Song Wen said with tears in his eyes, "Thank you, senior."

Song Wen found a corner on the deck and began to meditate and adjust his breath, pretending to be healing.

The speed of the spacecraft was not very fast, and it covered a distance of five to six thousand miles in one day.

Song Wen discovered that the route taken by the spacecraft should be a specific route.

During this period, they encountered no less than ten waves of people.

There were flying boats coming and going, foundation-building monks flying with swords, and golden elixir experts traveling alone.

Seeing these orthodox monks flying around the demon realm unscrupulously, Song Wen became more and more pessimistic about the situation of the Corpse Demon Sect.

At midnight.

Suddenly, a message came from the black armor Gu sneaking near the spaceship.

Traces of Chen Yi were found in a cave ten miles away from the spacecraft.

At that time, Chen Yi was fleeing to the west, and the Tianyuan Continent happened to be in the southwest of the Tuocang Mountains. To Song Wen's surprise, the two met again by chance.

At this time, Chen Yi was in a very bad condition. He was seriously injured and collapsed on the ground, with blood on his face and clothes.

There were four people surrounding her, three men and one woman.

One of the men was Zhang Xiaofan, who had a deep entanglement with her.

The only female cultivator was quite beautiful, but her prominent cheekbones and thin lips gave her a domineering and sarcastic look.

The other two men are two foundation-building monks.

These four people all have some kind of aura-covering treasure, which completely conceals the demonic aura on their bodies, and they look not much different from the righteous monks.

Looking at the dying Chen Yi on the ground, the female cultivator's face was full of ridicule.

"You, a lowly ordinary woman like you, dare to compete with me for a man, and even had a secret pregnancy. You really don't know how to live or die."

While she was talking, she slapped Chen Yi on the face. Chen Yi's beautiful face instantly became red, swollen and deformed.

She is none other than Lu Chan, the direct daughter of Lu Cang, the ancestor of Jindan of the Corpse Demon Sect, and Zhang Xiaofan's Taoist companion.

"I think my face is very pretty, right?"

Lu Chan raised her right hand, revealed her sharp, dark nails like a century-old corpse, pierced Chen Yi's forehead, and then slowly scraped it off.

As Chen Yi screamed in pain, five hideous bloody mouths slowly appeared on his face.

Her two eyeballs were also gouged out by Lu Chan, leaving only two bloody and empty eye sockets.

Chen Yi was subjected to repeated inhuman torture, and her consciousness gradually became blurred. She was almost on her deathbed, and she kept making "huhu" sounds with unknown meanings in her mouth.

"I want to die! It's not that easy."

Lu Chan took out two pills, pinched open Chen Yi's lower jaw with one hand, poured the pills in, and injected a spiritual power into Chen Yi's body to refine the pills so that Chen Yi could absorb the medicinal properties of the pills. .

I don’t know what kind of elixir Lu Chan gave Chen Yi. Chen Yi, who had just taken the elixir, woke up as if he was coming back to his senses.

Chen Yi said with a tone full of hatred.

"Kill me, kill me, kill me..."

"Killing you like this won't be too easy on you. I want to try the methods used by our Corpse Demon Sect to concoct the souls of corpses on you one by one."

Lu Chan's proud face was full of twisted and crazy expressions.

"Don't you like men? I will make you into a living corpse and throw you into the prison hall for the tortured prisoners to vent their anger day and night..."

"I want you to live in endless torture and inhuman abuse forever, and you will never be reincarnated."

Facing Lu Chan's crazy and almost perverted torture methods, Chen Yi seemed to have foreseen her own tragic future.

she begged.

"Zhang Xiaofan, please kill me and give me pleasure."

"Snapped!"

There was a hard slap on Chen Yi's face.

Lu Chan pulled her hair and pulled hard. The hair and a large amount of scalp were pulled off, revealing the dense skull.

"A bitch is a bitch, and now you're still trying to seduce my Taoist companion."

Chen Yi, who was tortured beyond human shape, could no longer cry out in pain and collapsed on the ground, hoping that death would come soon.