Chapter 142 The first floor of the Soul Locking Tower
In total darkness.
Jiang Deng said calmly: "Don't scare yourself. People close to the door can try to push and see if they can push the door open."
"good."
Shi Zihang agreed and quickly turned around to push the stone door. He used all his strength and finally shook his head helplessly and said: "No, it can't be opened. The door is closed from the outside."
Jiang Deng clicked his tongue, "It seems that we can only leave if we complete the mission and clear the fourth floor of the Soul Locking Tower."
The words just fell!
Several black shadows suddenly flashed across the line of sight, attacking them at extremely fast speeds!
"Get away!"
Jiang Deng immediately spoke out, and at the same time, he clenched his heavy lightsaber and slashed at the black shadow that was attacking her.
The black image had a premonition that Jiang Deng was not easy to mess with. Before he could reach the heavy lightsaber, he immediately retracted and turned to attack others.
These black shadows were as thick as an adult's arm. They were constantly extending, bending and twisting, covering the sky. There were hundreds of them, as if they were going to eat them up.
"ah!"
Leng Baige, who was of low strength, accidentally got caught by the black shadow around his waist and was dragged towards the place where the shadow came from.
"Owner!"
Leng Jiang, Leng Baige's sword attendant, made a worried sound. He tried to slash the black shadow on Leng Baige's waist with his sword, but he didn't know that not only did he keep slashing, he didn't even scratch the opponent's skin.
Seeing that Leng Baige was about to be dragged away, Leng Jiang gritted his teeth, reached out to grab the black shadow, and was dragged away with Leng Baige...
"Wind and lingering clouds!"
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Xia Chenqing immediately used his group attack sword move, and the sword energy carrying the wind attribute surged out, sweeping through the surrounding black shadows like a tornado.
The black shadow was hit hard and retreated immediately.
The original peace was restored to the original place, but it was a pity that Leng Baige and Leng Jiang were too late to save them.
Jiang Deng quickly turned around and looked behind the darkness, "Zhiling?"
Jiang Zhiling just spent too much spiritual energy to deal with the black shadow, and was a little out of breath, "Sister, I'm fine."
Jiang Deng was relieved when he heard that Jiang Zhiling was not out of breath when she spoke.
There is no window in the Soul Locking Tower, and no light from the outside can come in at all. If it continues to be so dark, there is no solution...
So, Jiang Deng asked: "Does anyone have a lighting charm?"
It stands to reason that lighting talismans are ordinary talismans, and the price is very cheap. Basically everyone can afford them, and these people should have a lot of them on hand.
"No……"
Who knew everyone said that.
Jiang Deng's lips twitched. All Taichu Sword Sects are sword cultivators. They only rely on a sword when they go out. They don't even bring a single talisman. If you want to blame it, this is the fault. Except for Ying Ling, all of them are sword cultivators from the Taichu Sword Sect.
Bar.
Wait, Ying Ling!
"Ying Ling, aren't you a disciple of the Paradise Palace, and you don't have a lighting talisman?" Jiang Deng asked.
Ying Ling snorted coldly and said arrogantly: "The lighting talisman is nothing more than a mortal talisman. It is not worthy of my status at all. I don't care about carrying lighting talismans!"
Everyone: "..."
So you can’t even get a mortal-level lighting talisman, so you have the nerve to pretend to be a second-generation immortal?
Jiang Deng couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard that no one had any lighting charms.
If I had known better, I wouldn't have eliminated Ying Ziru so early. He still has a lighting charm he drew on his head. If he had stayed at this level, he would definitely be able to play his role as a lighting lamp.
It seems that I can only draw another lighting symbol myself.
However, there is no talisman paper. If you draw it directly on the ground, you will have to draw a new lighting talisman when you enter the next level of the Soul Locking Tower, which will consume too much spiritual energy.
Thinking of this, Jiang Deng said again: "You always have that blank talisman paper, right?"
Ying Ling hesitated and said: "Yes, there is, but it is a Xuan-level talisman."
Jiang Deng's eyes lit up, "That would be even better!"
"Isn't it? Do you really want to use my talisman paper to draw a lighting talisman?"
Ying Ling said in disbelief: "The talismans drawn on Xuan-level talisman paper can even be dealt with by Yuanying realm monks. It is too wasteful to use them to draw the lighting talismans of the mortal level!"
Jiang Deng said dissatisfied: "How long has this been? Why are you so selfish and always thinking about yourself? Although the grade of the lighting talisman is a bit low, we don't have the lighting talisman, so we are limited in everything. Do you still want to complete it?"
The mission was successfully completed!"
"Yes, Brother Ying."
Xia Chenqing also helped: "Our Taichu Sword Sect and Paradise Immortal Palace have always been the first and second among the major sects in the Feiran Spiritual Realm. They are as good as brothers. How can we divide your things with mine?"
s things?"
Ying Ling reluctantly took out a stack of blue talisman papers from her storage bag and handed them to Jiang Deng.
"Then if you don't use it up, you can return it to me. I also plan to leave the secret realm and find a Xuan-level talisman cultivator to draw me a bunch of high-grade Xuan-level attack talismans for use in the sect's ranking battle.
"
Jiang Deng grabbed the talisman from Ying Ling's hand and said casually: "Don't worry!"
Ying Ling: "..."
Why is he so worried?
But there's no point worrying anymore, the talisman has already been in Jiang Deng's hands.
Jiang Deng's eyes lit up when he felt the thick stack of talisman papers in his hand.
Not bad!
There are so many talisman papers that I can draw hundreds of talismans at least!
Really made a fortune!
Jiang Deng only left one piece, and she put the remaining ninety-nine talisman papers into her storage bag.
The white power of chaos attached to his fingertips, Jiang Deng sketched a few times on the talisman paper, and a light blue light flashed!
Xuan-level lower-grade talisman and lighting talisman, completed!
Jiang Deng secretly thought that it was a pity that with her current strength, she could only draw lower-grade Xuan-level talismans. Middle-grade Xuan-level talismans that could be used in the Nascent Soul realm, and high-grade talismans could not be drawn for the time being.
The power of chaos was injected into it, and the next moment, the entire talisman suddenly lit up, dispelling the darkness in the tower.
Ying Ling didn't expect Jiang Deng to draw the lighting talisman so quickly, even using only a piece of talisman paper, and quickly asked: "Where is the rest?"
Jiang Deng said dissatisfied: "Why are you anxious? This lighting talisman will not last long. When the service life of this talisman paper is up, I will have to draw it again!"
"Yeah?"
Ying Ling frowned slightly. Although what Jiang Deng said was quite reasonable, why did he always feel that something was not right?
Jiang Deng said confidently: "Of course! Can I still covet a few talismans from you?"
Baili Chengfeng on the side chuckled secretly. He felt that Jiang Deng was this kind of person, but strangely, he didn't hate him, he even liked him.
"Let's go ahead and look for Leng Baige and see if we can find him. If we can't find him, forget it."
Jiang Deng said and walked forward.
Under her control, the lighting talisman floats in mid-air and moves with the movement of people, always illuminating the surrounding situation.
With the light, the fear lingering in everyone's minds also dissipated a lot.
"what?"
Qin Guang, who was walking behind, suddenly spoke up.
He frowned slightly and felt something sticky beneath his feet.
When everyone heard Qin Guang's voice, they turned around and saw a black substance under Qin Guang's feet, as thick as blood, but with an indescribable stench.
The well-informed Xia Chenqing frowned and said seriously: "It's the blood of the demon cultivator!"