Chapter 3163

After Jiang Ting entered the cave, he saw the blood stains in the corner of the seemingly clean cave and the bodies thrown in the corner like garbage.

Most of them are white bones, and only a few of them have flesh and blood... Unfortunately, they have given off a strong smell of corpses. Even the flesh and blood have already begun to rot, and I don't know how many years they have been dead.

Although the physical body of an immortal cultivator is weak, it is only relatively... Compared with ordinary people, the physical body of an immortal cultivator, even if it is only at the level of Qi refining, has the washing of mana and does not decay for several years.

The mind felt slightly for a while, and the haze in Jiang Ting's eyes was even worse.

The few corpses that could barely see the rotten flesh and blood. Although the clothes and things had rotted completely, under the observation of God, Jiang Ting could still see that the corpses had clearly been violated.

Moreover, under the perception of God, the decay speed of those corpses is very slow compared with ordinary people, but it is very fast compared with immortals.

There are only a few more white skeletons in those corpses, which will turn into dust in three or five months at most.

Most importantly, with his strong and arrogant mind, he found that there was a rather dim and obscure breath belonging to Xia Houping on both white bones and rotten corpses.

If there had not been some harmony, the breath might not have remained after such a long time. If his mind was far better than Xia Houping at that time, he might not have noticed it.

In a moment of silence, Jiang Ting gently waved again, and several white bone skulls quickly flew to him under the traction of mana.

After a moment's hesitation, Jiang Ting still reached out and wiped away the white bone.

With a "bare" sound, his fingers seemed to touch the gravel and simply poked into the skull, which should be very strong.

Jiang Ting was silent for a while, and touched other skulls... Just like the same, they all collapsed at the touch.

"The method of mending..." Jiang Ting's look sank quietly again.

After the touch of his fingers and the exploration of his mind, he was very sure that the corpses and white bones here must have lost both qi and blood.

Judging from the white bones of the corpse, they are all female immortals.

In addition, it was almost difficult to detect the faint trace, which was detected by him from the rotten corpse with a strong and arrogant mind... Xia Houping's skill should be a kind of tonic skill or a method biased towards double cultivation.

All the people here should be captured by the demon cultivation and collected for him

More clues. I can't find them.

The breath here is barely left because of those who have been collected... And the breath in the air has dissipated very quickly. Now several years later, I'm afraid the breath has completely dissipated.

Where can I trace it?

"Alas..." with a slight sigh, Jiang Ting shook his head slightly and turned away... He came here to see if he could find a clue. Since he couldn't find it, it's not necessary to stay.

Soon he flew out of the cave.

Glancing up at the cave, Jiang Ting gently hooked his index finger and spread his mana.

"Boom..." the cave collapsed quietly.

Before long, the cave was submerged by countless earth and rock, and the cave disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Ting ignored the cave: "next, where to find clues..."

Bean sprouts devote themselves to latent cultivation. I'm afraid there will be no other clues. Turning to Heming mountain is just a waste of time.

Looking down and pondering for a long time, Jiang Ting shook his head slightly: "it seems that I can only take a chance..."

Escape light emerged, and Jiang Ting flew out of the mountains. The speed was not fast.

Now there is no clue. He thinks about it. The only thing he can do is to restrain his breath and show his cultivation of building a foundation, so that others think he is weak.

Well, to put it simply, fishing... As long as demon Xiu catches his eye, he can take advantage of the situation to kill demon Xiu.

I didn't know the mission of the purple frost sect before. Now that I know... As long as I can find a demon cultivation, I can uproot the stronghold known by the demon cultivation.

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About seven days later.

Heming is about 20000 miles north of Shanxi.

An unknown wilderness.

Jiang Ting flew slowly at a low altitude in the wilderness. His breath floated. At first glance, he was a disciple of zishuang sect who had just broken through the foundation building.

"Jie Jie..." a strange smile suddenly sounded on the ground.

Jiang Ting made a move, then looked down at the ground, and his eyes showed a playfulness.

"The man of zishuang gate." a man in black rose from the ground and flew silently not far away from Jiang Ting... With his approach, an extremely disgusting smell began to spread and build the second floor of the foundation.

The corner of Jiang Ting's mouth pondered more: "demon cultivation?"

Seven days!

In these seven days, he didn't wander around all the time. He was very weak and bullied him... As a result, no one dealt with him for seven days.

Moreover, in order to avoid exposure, his mind did not dare to spread wantonly. Just now, he didn't find that there was a demon cultivation hidden on the ground.

Fortunately, the demon Xiu saw that he was bullied and took the initiative to show up.

The man in black licked his lips and showed some bloodthirsty: "boy, if I were you, I would kill myself immediately, so as not to wait. I can't survive or die."

Jiang Ting answered the question: "in fact, I'm curious. Why do you like to wear black robes?"

The demon Xiu was stunned and immediately showed his anger: "you want to die!"

When he was angry, the demon Xiu didn't hesitate, but made a bold move... A big knife that was still dripping blood cleaved towards Jiang ting.

"Why did I die..."

"Why don't you die..."

"Come and accompany me... Jie Jie......"

Countless shrill and harsh noises came from the broadsword, which made people listen. The eardrum was painful and impatient.

It's an attack against the spirit... A magic weapon refined by demon cultivation. It's quenched after being tortured by the living soul. Whenever you hit it, you will be assisted by complaining about the soul... The sound of complaining about the soul points directly at the spirit.

This may also be one of the reasons why the devil cultivation has been killing all the time. After all, compared with normal magic weapons, the magic weapons refined by the devil cultivation method are much more strange and practical when attacking!

"You are too weak." Jiang Ting looked unchanged.

His mind and soul are not shaken by the demon cultivation in front of him!

A twinkle avoided the broadsword, ignored the attack of the divine soul, and then waved his hand and played countless small spells.

Water arrow, water snake, fireball, wooden rattan, golden sword light... There are countless small spells.

"Boy, you underestimate me too much!" the demon Xiu suddenly took out a white bone shield... Well, the white bone shield is composed of human bones. It is not mixed with other natural materials and earth treasures, but just human bones.

However, after Moxiu took out the white bone shield, every bone began to complain about souls... The white bone shield alone carried at least more than 300 souls.