Tiger demon Nou rebukes Xu Taiping

"You want to trap me even with such a trap?"

After confirming that this was just a pit, the ghost's laughter rang out once more, its tone filled with ridicule for Xu Taiping.

"So what if you can trap this body, I am a ghost cultivator, I am able to get out of my body!"

In the midst of the ghost's sarcastic words, Xu Taiping silently drew out the long knife at his waist and stood by a taut rope without a word, seemingly waiting for something.

"Boom! ..."

Just then, a gust of gusty wind came booming out of that pit.

"Swish!"

The long knife in Xu Taiping's hand chopped down towards the rope without hesitation.

"Pop!"

Several altars of spirits hanging from the rope fell down with a bang, smashing right into the deep pit.

A strong fragrance of wine instantly spread out.

"Trying to smash it with a stone, wait! Wine! This is wine! Ah! ..."

The ghost, whose soul had already left its body, suddenly saw several heavy objects falling down and thought that Xu Taiping was trying to smash him to death in the trap, and when the wine gas began to diffuse in the pit, it was too late to escape.

"Ah! ..."

"Who? Who told you that my ruler's life object is wine? Ah! ..."

"Hardly ... hard to be that bitch? Ah! ... bitch! It must be that bitch!"

Painful wails and curses kept ringing out in the pit.

The ghost of the ghost of the accomplice was tainted with the wine, as if it had encountered a poison without an antidote, and could only turn into a black cloud of darkness that kept scurrying around in the pit.

Xu Taiping, who was standing at the edge of the trap, saw this scene and let out a long breath.

"If I didn't know that this ghost's weakness was wine, I guess I really don't have any chance of winning this time."

Thinking back to the scene just now, Xu Taiping's heart felt a pang of fear.

Without the successive risky strikes that made the ghost drop its guard; without this period of desperate cultivation to break through the icing stage; without these few jars of strong wine, his path of cultivation might really stop here.

"Young warrior ... save me ... just let me on your body ... I ... can ... can put the ... treasures I've collected over the years ... ... buried in the location ... tell ... you! ..."

Just then, a ghostly face made of condensed Yin Qi struggled to emerge from the trap and pleaded with Xu Taiping with immense difficulty.

"Ask you a question." Xu Taiping ignored the ghost's plea, "Besides you, who else knows the location of the Qingzhuju Water Vein's spring?"

"Pull me out, and I'll tell you!"

The ghost wanted to make a deal with Xu Taiping.

"To tell or not to tell?"

Xu Taiping shook the wine jar in his hand.

"No!"

After seeing the wine altar, the ghost let out a miserable scream, and the hands made by the ghost waved wildly.

"No one knows about it except me, and I only learned about it by chance after killing the last owner of Qingzhu Residence!"

The ghost explained in a fast speech.

"You are not telling the truth."

"No, I am telling the truth, please, please take away the wine altar!"

Xu Taiping tested the ghost again and found that it really didn't seem to be lying.

But even so, he didn't put down the wine jar in his hand, instead he uncovered the clay seal on it.

"Junior, what are you doing? I'm really not lying to you!"

The ghost who thought Xu Taiping was going to pour wine on himself again cried out in shock, his voice trembling.

"Ask you one more question." Xu Taiping put his head to the mouth of the wine altar and sniffed it before looking up at the ghost of the ghost again, "What is the strength of the tiger demon you call the Great King, and what are its weaknesses?"

"This ... this ..."

Hearing Xu Taiping ask questions about the tiger demon, the ghost immediately became cautious, swallowing and not daring to speak.

"If I say anything about the king, I will really, really only die!"

The ghost looked at Xu Taiping with a pleading tone.

"If you don't say anything, I will let your soul fly away."

Xu Taiping put his hand into the wine jar and dabbed some wine, and showed an innocent smile to the ghost before he flung all the wine on his hand onto the ghost.

"Ah! ..."

The ghost's screams resounded through the mountains.

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When the screaming stopped, Xu Taiping dabbed some wine on his hand and showed his innocent smile to the ghost once again.

"The Great King is the king of all beasts, the body of a spiritual tiger, and unlike us ghosts, has no weaknesses. However, half a month ago, it was seriously injured by some Seventh Peak disciples, and it will take at least three months to heal. The ghost paused for a moment and looked at Xu Taiping with contempt, "With all due respect, even if you are seriously injured, my King still wants to kill you as easily as he can."

"It will take three months to heal, a period of time comparable to the time I must break through the Open Door Realm ..."

Xu Taiping frowned and secretly thought about it.

This look in the eyes of the ghost of the tiger demon, but it seems to be in fear of the tiger demon.

The ghost of the devil was immediately pleased, forcing his soul to endure the severe pain of being burned by the wine gas, and his tone was full of threats as he warned Xu Taiping.

"So I advise you to let me go, after all, if my soul flies away, the king will surely be able to know!"

When Xu Taiping heard this, he looked up at the ghost and suddenly threw up a wine altar in his hand and used his true qi to slap it out of the air.

"Bang!"

The wine altar was shattered by Xu Taiping's palm energy, and the wine floated down like rain, spilling into the trap.

"Ah! ... shameless person! You wait, Great King, Great King will come to avenge me!"

The mournful screams resounded through the mountains and fields.

Xu Taiping ignored this and only threw in a torch that had been prepared long ago.

"Grandpa said, "Use evil to fight evil, use good to repay good, never do things that are in collusion with the tiger."

Listening to the miserable screams of the ghost in the trap, Xu Taiping muttered without changing his face.

"Boom!"

Because the torch ignited the dry firewood laid underneath the trap, the dry firewood took advantage of the wine and burst into flames, and the flames rose more than one foot.

"Roar! ..."

And in the instant that the flame rose up, a tiger roar suddenly rang out from the flame, followed by the flame into a huge tiger head.

"How dare you kill my helper slave?"

The tiger roared at Xu Taiping.

"I heard that you were seriously injured by several Seventh Peak disciples and needed three to five years to heal, but is it true?"

Because of the words of the accomplice ghost earlier, Xu Taiping was not too surprised by the appearance of this tiger demon's shadow, instead, he asked the tiger demon with a smile on his face.

"Nonsense, this king's injury will heal in three months at most!"

The tiger king almost blurted out.

But before the words came out, it realized that something was wrong, and immediately stormed out and said.

"You dare to set the king's words?"