5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 372 Neon, I'll Take You Home
Jiang Ling controlled the Eye of Heaven's Punishment, and was about to attack Yi Tian's army.

But at this moment, a pillar was erected on a tower at the highest point of the Yitian Army, and a figure was tied to the pillar, and his fate was very miserable.

The moment he saw that person, Jiang Ling was stunned, his face changed drastically, his eyes changed, and his eyes were full of coldness.

No wonder he never found the trace of that person, it turned out that he was caught by Yi Tianjun, and such a heavy punishment was used.

Jiang Ling was very familiar with such a cruel method of torture, because he had also been subjected to similar torture, and was pierced into the body by the ancestor of Wanxiangmen with nine soul-sealing nails, sealing his whole body's cultivation.

And the steel nails on the figure in front of him were even thicker, and covered with strange and ancient textures, just by looking at it from the air, one could feel the sinister aura rushing towards his face.

The nine nails driven into Jiang Ling's body at that time were not so strong, and the power of the two was also much worse, so there was no way to compare them.

The thick steel nails on the arm pierced all over the body, what a terrible pain to bear!

Looking at the motionless figure, Jiang Ling couldn't help but gasp, but his gaze was even colder.

Those who dare to touch him, torturing his people into such a state, are unforgivable crimes.

At this second, Jiangling sentenced Yi Tianjun to death!
Looking at the familiar figure with the head hanging down, Jiang Ling's face became more and more serious, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He couldn't detect that person's aura, and he didn't know whether the other person was alive or dead.

Those steel nails were too terrifying, not only sealed all the strength of that person, but also shielded her breath of life, making it impossible for Jiang Ling to investigate.

"Fuck, that person isn't..."

Not only was Jiang Ling surprised, but the onlookers also exclaimed after seeing the figures tied to the pillars.

Such a powerful person with such a high status was actually captured by Yi Tianjun!

Is this the background of Yi Tianjun? It's too strong!

A high and powerful man was secretly captured by Yi Tianjun and tortured into such a miserable state, he didn't even know his life or death.

This is enough to prove the strength of Yi Tianjun.

"As expected of Yi Tianjun, this background has been baptized by the years. I think that white-haired man is going to die. No matter how strong he is, he is only one person, and he cannot be Yi Tianjun's opponent."

The crowd of onlookers shook their heads one after another, all of them were not optimistic about Jiang Ling.

"How about it, is this person very familiar?"

At this moment, a deep voice came out from the city of Yi Tianjun, and the long voice resounded throughout the sky and reached Jiang Ling's ears.

Jiang Ling gritted his teeth lightly, his face sank immediately, with a forlorn look on his face, he followed the voice and saw a man in his early 30s near the tied pillars.

It was a man wearing a brocade robe from the Warring States period, with his hands behind his back, looking at each other calmly.

Jiang Ling's eyes shifted, and he happened to meet his gaze.

In an instant, the eyes of the two met each other, and there was a sharp light in the eyes of both of them, and they collided violently in the air, making a soft "sizzling" sound, and accompanied by a burnt smell .

It was just a simple collision of qi, and Jiang Ling could roughly see that the man's cultivation was at an imaginary stage.

But the aura on his body is unstable, it is estimated that one foot has entered the nirvana stage.

"I thought how strong you are, it's just a stage of transforming into a god, which is disappointing."

The man opposite looked back and shook his head slightly.

Judging from his investigation, Jiang Ling's cultivation is still stagnant at the stage of transforming gods, at most, his soul power is stronger.

Judging from the disturbances in Jiangling before, the world thought that he was going through the illusory catastrophe and broke through to the void stage. Now it seems that everyone has been deceived. The previous sensation was not some illusory catastrophe.

He didn't even think about Jiang Ling's physical body.

The power of the body cannot be detected, only when the power of the body explodes will there be energy fluctuations.

The body is also the most difficult to cultivate, and ordinary practitioners do not have dual cultivation, so Jiangling's cultivation base is only at the stage of transforming gods, so naturally it will not make people think how strong the body is.

"You are the leader of the remnants of Feixian Mountain. My name is Sun Yuanhang, and I am the custodian of Yi Tianjun. I can give you a chance to kneel down in public and admit your mistakes. I can consider letting you go."

The man looked at Jiang Ling from a distance, his eyes sparkling.

Such a weak kid, he felt that he could subdue him with one hand.

However, Jiang Ling didn't answer him, just glanced at him casually, then shifted his gaze to the man bound on the pillar, with a cold tone:
"You tortured her like this?"

"Heh, it's just a little guy who just broke through to the void stage, we can torture him however we want."

He smiled faintly.

After finishing speaking, he added: "By the way, I heard that this person has a close relationship with Feixian Mountain, and you are the remnant of Feixian Mountain. Maybe you two know each other."

He smiled coldly: "When you see her face later, you will definitely not recognize her, so I will save her name to you in advance. You can listen to see if you know her. If you do, I will tell you later." Let's take you on the road together."

"Listen, her name is Sikong Nihong, and she is the emperor of the Sikong Empire. How about it? Does this name sound familiar?"

As soon as his words fell, Jiang Ling's eyes became extremely cold, the anger all over his body could not be restrained and wanted to explode, and his eyes were filled with blood.

familiar?Of course I am familiar with it.

From the very first moment Jiang Ling saw that figure, he recognized her as Sikong Nihong.

It's just that she used to be clean and tidy, but now she is covered in dirt and her hair is disheveled, worse than a beggar. Her messy and dull hair covers her face.

When Jiang Ling's gaze was terrified, Sun Yuanhang smiled slightly, and looked at Sikong Nihong: "This woman has interfered with our cleanup of the remnants of Feixian Mountain many times in the past ten years."

Every time they carry out large-scale suppression activities, they will encounter obstacles from Sikong Nihong.

After coming and going, they were also annoyed, so they dispatched many experts to set traps to catch Sikong Nihong.

"What kind of trap do you think we used to catch her?" Sun Yuanhang raised the corner of his mouth, with cruel eyes, "We released false news, saying that Jiang Ling appeared and was caught by us."

"In the end, Sikong Nihong actually ran over, sent him to the trap and was caught by us, and has been tortured until now, haha."

Listening to Sun Yuanhang's words, Jiang Ling lightly clenched his fists, his eyelids twitched slightly.

"At that time, I only heard that Sikong Nihong seemed to have affection for the Emperor of Feixian Mountain. I didn't expect that the depth of affection was beyond my expectation, and this gave me an opportunity."

After finishing speaking, Sun Yuanhang slowly took a step forward with his hands behind his back.

"Now I'll give you a chance to kneel down and admit your mistake. Otherwise, I'll kill Sikong Nihong on the spot."

There was a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was sure of winning.

The relationship between Sikong Nihong and the emperor of Feixian Mountain is extraordinary. Now that the blood-colored giant sculpture in Feixian Mountain has recovered, it means that the emperor has returned, so Feixian Mountain will definitely try its best to keep Sikong Nihong.

And this is Yi Tianjun's biggest trump card!The trick used to deal with Feixian Mountain.

Jiang Ling just looked at him coldly without making a sound.

"I'll give you 10 seconds. If you don't kneel down, I'll kill Sikong Nihong immediately."

The strength in Sun Yuanhang's body stirred up a strong momentum and a strong wind.

The strong wind blows away Sikong Nihong's hair, revealing her appearance.

Jiang Ling glanced over and was stunned.

Covered by the long hair is an extremely old face, which looks like an old woman, full of aging, how can there be any trace of Sikong neon?

No wonder Sun Yuanhang said before that he would not be able to recognize Sikong Nihong's face when he saw it later.

"It must be the steel nails inserted in her body that took away all her strength and made her an ordinary person."

Jiang Ling couldn't help sighing.

But at this time, Sikong Nihong was awakened by the energy swept out of Sun Yuanhang's body, opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw Sun Yuanhang not far away, his eyes were cloudy and dull.

She had a dream just now, dreaming that Jiang Ling was back, but when she opened her eyes, she found it was a dream.

In the past ten years, she has had many similar dreams, and now her heart is dead.

Whenever I open my eyes, I still have to face reality.

However, at this moment, when she raised her head and saw the white-haired man in the distance, she froze for a moment, her lips trembled violently, and her eyes instantly turned red.

That figure, that breath, so familiar!Is it still in a dream this time?
"Neon, I'm back and I'm here to take you home."

The soft voice resounded through the audience and reached Sikong Nihong's ears.

(End of this chapter)