"Now you know how to beg for mercy. Are you still waiting for death?"
Ghost Concealment Sword Art, countless ghost swords appeared in the air, hanging above the pangolin. The cold sword light fell down, causing ripples on the pangolin's scales.
"I was wrong, I shouldn't have offended Sir. Sir, please don't remember the wrongs of a lowly person. Seeing that my cultivation is not easy, please spare me." The pangolin begged bitterly.
"Your cultivation is not easy, whose cultivation is easy?"
Ghost Concealment glared, "Didn't you want to torture me? Come on then! "
The ghost sword's sword qi fell down a bit, causing the scales to overflow with light. The pangolin's body curled up, shrinking its flesh inside, trembling, "I said I wanted to torture him, how could I dare to torture Sir." It pointed at Yang Qingxuan, feeling wronged.
Yang Qingxuan coldly said, "Torture me?" His figure flashed, rushing into the ghost realm, raising the Thousand Years Wind Dance and chopping down.
"Bang!" The halberd light hit the scales, causing a burst of light.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked, he found that on the pangolin's scales, there were only a few deep marks.
One must know that his Thousand Years Wind Dance was terrifying, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was the world's number one divine tool, but it actually couldn't split open the scales.
"You want to torture me, I'll let you torture me!"
Yang Qingxuan fiercely chopped down a few more times, finally breaking a few scales, scarlet blood burst out.
The pangolin's shock was no less than Yang Qingxuan's.
As a top-level Demonic Beast, there were very few weapons in this world that could harm its scales. Now, it was actually bleeding from a few strikes from a human whose cultivation was weaker than it. This was simply unimaginable in the past.
The pangolin wailed, its heart aching for its scales, it made a "wuwuwu" sound, begging for mercy.
"I can spare your life, but I can't let you go just because you said so. How much of a loss would we have suffered? If I kill you and sell you on the market, I can sell you for a good price. "After beating it for a while, Yang Qingxuan felt that it was enough, he began to give the pangolin some hope.
Hearing this, the pangolin was overjoyed, it hurriedly said, "I'm worthless, I'm worthless. As long as Sir spares me, I can give Sir something more valuable."
Yang Qingxuan sneered, "In my opinion, there are not many things more valuable than you. Let me ask you, where is this place?"
The pangolin was stunned and replied, "Ten Thousand Miles Cloud Mountain." He was puzzled. Could it be that these two people didn't know that this was the Ten Thousand Miles Cloud Mountain? Where did they come from? But it didn't dare to ask.
"What kind of place is the Ten Thousand Li Cloudy Mountain? What kind of world do you live in? "Yang Qingxuan continued to ask.
The pangolin was shocked, it said in shock, "Could it be that Sir isn't from this world …" Before it could finish, it was immediately forced back by the murderous intent in Yang Qingxuan's eyes. It didn't dare to ask again, it said submissively, "This world is this world, I don't know how to describe it. In this world, the Ten Thousand Miles Cloud Mountain is a powerful spiritual mountain …"
After that, Yang Qingxuan kept asking questions, and the armadillo honestly told Yang Qingxuan everything it knew, including everything it knew.
It turned out that this world was just a small world. Yang Qingxuan estimated that it was about the size of a few medium-sized Star Areas. In this world, there were mountains, rivers, and land, living creatures, as well as cities occupied by many creatures. The closest city to the Cloud Mountain was one of the Three Great Holy Cities, the Immortal City. Experts of various races gathered there, and it was extremely chaotic and complicated.
This pangolin usually stayed in the Ten Thousand Miles Cloud Mountain to cultivate and rarely left the mountain range. All kinds of information were obtained by devouring many martial artists who had mistakenly entered this place.
Moreover, although this place was filled with infinite power, not all martial artists could control infinite power. Only those with extraordinary talent could completely preserve the Infinite Force in their bodies.
After most martial artists absorbed infinite power, their strength would be degraded and transformed into other energy of a lower level.
The pangolin begged bitterly, "I've told you everything I know. Sir, please spare me." It had a pitiful look on its face.
Yang Qingxuan snorted and said, "These are the things you said are more important than your life? You have to know that if I kill you, I can also search your soul. "
The pangolin hurriedly said, "No, no, no, I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about the Infinite Dao Bead."
"What is the Infinite Dao Bead?"
Yang Qingxuan asked. Hearing the name, it seemed to be something amazing.
The pangolin said, "It is a bead condensed from infinite power. It is close to the Dao, so it is called the Dao Bead."
Yang Qingxuan made an "Oh" sound, and said: "How many do you have? Take it out for me to see. If the number is okay, I can consider sparing your life. "
"How many …"
The pangolin's head was filled with black lines as it hurriedly said, "This thing can't be measured by how many there are. Every single one of them is a creation of heaven and earth, an item that is extremely rare to encounter. This Ten Thousand Miles Cloud Mountain has been nurtured for who knows how many years.
Yang Qingxuan frowned: "Is it really that precious? I don't read much, don't lie to me. "
The pangolin said, "I swear! It is absolutely incomparably precious. There are not many things in this world that can be more precious than the Infinite Dao Bead. "
Yang Qingxuan said: "You talk too much, take it out and let me see."
The pangolin stammered, "That Dao Bead is not with me, it is in the core of the Ten Thousand Miles Cloud Mountain …"
Yang Qingxuan understood the meaning behind his words and shouted: "Speak clearly! If you dare to play tricks, I will chop off your head now. "As he spoke, he raised his halberd and threatened twice.
The pangolin did not look like an Eight-Star Intermediate Realm Thousand Realms Whirling expert at all. He was so scared that he trembled all over, his scales all curled up into a ball, and his body size shrank by half.
It turned out that the Infinite Dao Bead was not his, but a divine object nurtured in the Ten Thousand Miles Cloud Mountain and controlled by the Mountain God. He had tried to take this divine object several times in the past, but without exception, he was dealt with. The last time he was seriously injured and escaped with his life, he obediently stayed within the range of this domain and did not dare to have any improper thoughts.
After Yang Qingxuan heard this, he said, "You mean to use something that does not belong to you in exchange for your life?"
The pangolin heard the dissatisfaction in Yang Qingxuan's words and said tremblingly, "Although that thing does not belong to me, the information itself is extremely valuable. Moreover, if Sir wants to take the Infinite Dao Bead, I can lend Sir a hand. "
Yang Qingxuan said, "This is worth your life?"
The pangolin said, "In addition to the Infinite Dao Bead, the Mountain God has a lot of other treasures."
Yang Qingxuan thought for a while. He had randomly landed in this vast Ten Thousand Miles Cloud Mountain, Hong Lin and the others would not be able to find him for a while. It was better to see what this so-called Mountain God was and what the Infinite Dao Bead was. Immediately, he said, "Okay, I will give it a try and see if your performance can be exchanged for your life."
The pangolin was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "I will not let Sir down. Sir can just call me Little Jia."
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