Chapter 133: Natural Sword, Dark Underground

"Boy, do you want to use the weapon I gave you?"

Jiang Changfeng didn't care why Ling Kongli could kill without changing his expression, after all, he killed someone earlier than Ling Kongli.

There are always a few special beings in the world, not to mention that Ling Kongli's specialness is particularly outstanding. Jiang Changfeng doesn't treat him as a normal eight-year-old child at all.

It's not that he didn't guess about the great power taking over or reincarnation, but the return to the origin of the nameless Taoist canon is flawless. Although Jiang Changfeng has observed for several years, he can't detect the incompatibility between Ling Kongli and this plane.

So Jiang Changfeng only regarded Ling Kongli as a little monster.

"No, just let me go."

Ling Kongli rejected Jiang Changfeng's kindness, and after the two landed, he picked up a branch.

After swinging a few times, the sword energy was everywhere...

Everything is a sword...a natural sword!

Jiang Changfeng tried his best to keep himself calm, and Ling Kongli didn't care about his reaction.

Now he just wanted to test the new Heaven Devouring Demonic Skill as soon as possible.

So he took the branch and stepped on the sword, and arrived at the gate of the palace within three breaths.

"Who are you! The little waste from Bahuang Village? Go away, this is not a place for low-class people like you to come."

When he arrived at the gate of the palace, Ling Kongli paused, so that the two guards in front of the gate could see his appearance clearly.

However, for this little kid born in a poor village, they only had contempt in their eyes.

"You, you deserve to be killed."

After hearing the voices of the two guards, Ling Kongli swung the branch in his hand without hesitation.

The guards were just mortals, and they were not the opponents of Ling Kongli in the Qi Refining Stage at all. They had no power to resist and were split in half by Ling Kongli.

Jiang Changfeng was hiding in the void, and was amazed. Although Ling Kongli deliberately concealed his clumsiness, he was still shocked by the swordsmanship he displayed.

"Impossible... Has this kid's swordsmanship reached the realm of the Great Dao and the Simplest?"

"This swordsmanship talent should be pleasing to the old ghost, right?"

Jiang Changfeng has become much more mature and stable, so he thought about it and followed Ling Kongli to the inside of the palace.

When the servants in the palace saw Ling Kongli, a child with blood all over his body and closed his eyes, they all thought that he was a ghost from the underworld.

So no one dared to step forward, and Ling Kongli did not attack them.

He had his own judgment on the good and evil of these people, and now he had to save his energy for the real evil people.

That way he would not be entangled in karma.

But more of the reason was that these mortals were not worth devouring at all...

"Are you a human or a ghost? Get out of my Wang family quickly, or don't blame me for being rude!"

The guards of the palace came out in full force and surrounded Ling Kongli. The leader scolded Ling Kongli, but Ling Kongli never stopped.

Step by step, he walked towards the place where the palace was filled with evil thoughts.

"If you want to die, just follow me."

After Ling Kongli swung a few swords, only five guards were left around him, and the rest were all torn apart.

Including the leader who had reached the third level of Qi Refining.

This scene frightened the five survivors and made them sit on the ground, their whole bodies trembling. Ling Kongli's childish voice sounded like the whisper of a devil to them.

Let alone following him, they didn't dare to move at all.

"Huh? Why is this kid's Ten Thousand Worlds Jianmu Jue so weird?"

When Ling Kongli was practicing his technique to devour the essence of the third-level Qi Refining cultivator, Jiang Changfeng keenly discovered that Ling Kongli did not strictly follow the trajectory of the Ten Thousand Worlds Jianmu Jue.

What surprised Jiang Changfeng even more was that Ling Kongli's body did not show any discomfort, not even a trace of spiritual energy leaked out.

When the technique is in operation, it is the unity of heaven and man, as if it is tailor-made, but Ling Kongli is actually operating the Ten Thousand Worlds Jianmu Jue...

You should know that even the supreme Dao method such as the Unlimited Jianmu Jue is not suitable for every cultivator, and cultivators will inevitably have loopholes that are not suitable for themselves during the practice.

Otherwise, Jiang Changfeng would not have said to find another master for Ling Ruandie.

But Ling Kongli did it perfectly...

"Could it be that the technique created by this kid is also at the level of the supreme Dao?"

As soon as this idea came up, Jiang Changfeng laughed at himself, but apart from this explanation, there seemed to be no other reasonable explanation.

So, Jiang Changfeng simply stopped thinking about it, and this time he really stopped thinking about it.

If he went deeper, Jiang Changfeng would have self-doubt, thinking that his understanding of the Dao was wrong.

He didn't want to make his Dao heart unstable.

"This is the real evildoer..."

Jiang Changfeng sighed again, and then focused his attention on Ling Kongli again.

At this time, Ling Kongli had already killed most of the people in the palace, leaving only the underground area full of resentment.

Boom!

Ling Kongli directly smashed the secret door leading to the basement, and when he stepped into it, he smelled a pungent smell.

Ling Kongli couldn't help but be curious, and he used his mind to the fullest. The whole picture of the basement flashed in his eyes.

Dim.

The dim lights enveloped the basement, and water droplets seeped on the walls. The dripping sound was like a death drum in the silence.

In the corner, several young girls huddled, their eyes full of fear and helplessness, and there were several girls' bodies not far away.

And those who survived were in tattered clothes, with their bodies covered with scars and bruises from being abused.

Thick iron chains locked their slender ankles, restricting their movements, and every struggle would only bring more intense pain.

The men in the basement were like demons, with hideous smiles on their faces.

They took pleasure in humiliating these girls and regarded their screams as the most beautiful music.

From time to time, the girls' pleadings were heard in the basement, and the sound was so miserable that it seemed to pierce Ling Kongli's eardrums.

But these pleadings had no effect on the demons, but instead stimulated their more perverted desires.

In this bloody little world, they wantonly swayed their sins, crushing the youth and hopes of these girls bit by bit.

Before Ling Kongli blasted open the secret door, a girl happened to try to escape. She took advantage of the guards' inattention and rushed to the closed iron door.

However, before she ran a few steps, she was caught again by the perverts.

They dragged her back and tortured her even more cruelly.

Her screams echoed in the basement, and the other girls could only cover their faces and cry. They felt deeply powerless in the face of such horror.

These girls were like flowers forgotten by the world, enduring pain and torture alone in the darkness, waiting for the salvation that might never come.

But what they didn't expect was that today there would be a ray of sunlight shining from the ground into the dark underground...