The burly man almost had his nose twisted with anger. A dignified monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment has less courage than a weakling at the first level of Foundation Establishment. If this spreads out, where will he put his face?
Especially in front of the female cultivator Meng Fanyan, the burly man cannot afford to be embarrassed! He directly drove the khaki sword light, flew past Ye Ling's Thunder Spirit Flying Sword, and said without any doubt: "You go to the back!"
Ye Ling was waiting for his words. He threw a jade map slip to the big man and asked him to lead the way. He thought to himself: "Even if you meet a treasure-hunting monk, the taller person in front will be the one to hold it first!"
The sword light of the three people almost flew up against the treetops of the trees at the foot of Longze Mountain. They saw where the line of sky was. The mountain wind was really strong on the mountain, like ten thousand wind blades. Looking at the line of sky again, two towering towers appeared. The mountains that enter the clouds meet each other, and there is only a narrow sky canyon in the middle to pass through. In the dark night, the moonlight leaks through the sky, making the canyon look less dark, and you can see some light.
"Brother, don't you boast that the earth spirit stick can create mountains when it meets the mountains? It's up to you!"
Ye Ling deliberately provoked the general so that the burly man could not get off the stage, so he had to pick up the earth spirit stick and continue to clear the way in front of his head with courage.
Meng Fanyan saw that the mountains here were indeed dangerous, so she took out a small vermilion umbrella from her storage bag. The aura it exuded was no weaker than the burly man's fifth-level high-grade earth spirit stick.
"What an umbrella-shaped magic weapon! It can be used both offensively and defensively, haha. It seems I have underestimated the strength of our team!" The burly man was full of praise and sighed.
Ye Ling also took a second look at Meng Fanyan's small vermilion umbrella. The umbrella ribs were obviously made of the bones of some kind of golden monster. They shone with a faint golden light and were extremely hard. The vermilion umbrella paper looked more like a fierce The beast's skin actually emitted faint spiritual pressure, which shocked Ye Ling's mind.
The burly man saw that Ye Ling had nothing in his hands except for a Thunder Spirit Flying Sword at his feet. He couldn't help but frowned: "Hey! Don't you even have a fourth-order first-grade magic weapon? Once there is an ambush by the treasure-catching monks, I will only I save you once, whether you can pass through the sky depends entirely on your own luck!"
Ye Ling calmly took out the Mysterious Dragon Seal, which was a treasure given to him by Sect Master Zhao of the Yaogu Sect. It can be said to be a fourth-level top grade. It is said that after being used, if it hits the opponent, there is a certain chance of stimulating the immobilizing effect. It can last for two breaths and is considered a control magic weapon.
The burly man snorted coldly, and the earth spirit stick danced like the wind, taking the lead in driving the sword light and rushed into the sky.
"Let's go!" Meng Fanyan called to Ye Ling. She opened her small red umbrella and held it in front of her, which could also be used as a shield.
With them clearing the way in front, Ye Ling felt much more relaxed and comfortable holding the Black Dragon Seal in his right hand.
The three sword lights hadn't flown far, and in an instant, a big net fell silently in the canyon!
"Wooden Dao Technique Dragnet!" Ye Ling's pupils shrank sharply, and he hurriedly retreated with the Thunder Spirit Flying Sword.
"Broken!" The burly man roared angrily, raising the earth spirit stick to the sky and forcefully breaking the dragnet!
Ye Ling saw it clearly and thought to himself: "What a great strength! This big man must have demonstrated the Tao with strength, and his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building can also explode with such powerful strength! It is much stronger than mine. "
Only then did Ye Ling feel the insignificance of the first level of the foundation. He would never be able to open such a huge dragnet and would have to be trapped.
Meng Fanyan held a small vermilion umbrella and followed the burly man closely, looking at the surrounding dark canyon cliffs.
"There is a whole team of monks, two in the late stage of foundation building and three in the middle stage of foundation building! We are finished!"
Meng Fanyan clutched her umbrella-shaped magic weapon tightly, her pretty face turned extremely pale.
The opponent is far superior to them in terms of numbers and strength!
Under the thick eyebrows of the burly man, his eyes as big as copper bells were wide open. Cold sweat on his chest wetted his clothes, and his hands holding the earth spirit stick trembled involuntarily.
"You can't run away! Haha, there is also a female cultivator, not bad! Just take her back to make a furnace. Brothers, come on! Take down that earthly cultivator that is getting in the way first!"
A shrill, night owl-like chattering sounded from the canyon cliffs.
Ye Ling did not get together with the two of them. Seeing the black shadows on the cliffs on both sides approaching, Ye Ling quickly retreated with the light of the Thunder Spirit Sword!
The burly man was slightly startled when he saw it, and couldn't help but cursed loudly: "Nainai, seeing that the situation was not good, he ran away in the blink of an eye! Hurry, let's run too!"
It's a pity that among the treasure-hunting monks who gathered around, four of them had their divine consciousness locked on them. The remaining monk who was in the middle stage of foundation building and stepped on the wind-type flying sword volunteered and said with a smile: "Boss! These men and women are left to you. , I’ll go after the little repairman who built the first level of foundation!”
"Go back quickly!"
Obviously, this group of treasure-hunting monks are very familiar with each other, and they also cooperate very well when killing people and grabbing treasures. The fastest Feng Xiu will chase and kill the fish that slip through the net. In their view, this is absolutely a sure thing. , that monk wearing a moon-white satin gown on the first floor of the foundation building will definitely not be able to escape!
Feng Xiu's sword light was like a startling rainbow, chasing Ye Ling's Thunder Spirit sword light.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, suddenly, the thunder spirit sword light fell. When Feng Xiu took a closer look again, he couldn't help being surprised and surprised!
"Huh? Where are the people? Could it be that the water is hiding?"
Feng Xiu's wind flying sword also stopped at the place where the light of the Thunder Spirit Sword disappeared. There was a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth, and he immediately took out a fourth-level yellow bird from the spirit beast bag, and asked the yellow bird to use its fire eye talent. .
The yellow bird's eyes emitted a strange red light. In the dark canyon, he couldn't see very far, but he still noticed the faint blue bubbles hidden in Ye Lingshui.
"Where to escape!" Feng Xiu shouted loudly, and the wind-type flying sword flew out from under his feet like a bolt of lightning and pierced Ye Ling.
Ye Ling did not dodge, he spread his hands, unfolded the ancient scroll of Shuifu, and suddenly made a circle of ripples, easily blocking Feng Xiu's flying sword.
"Break!"
Ye Ling took advantage of the moment when Feng Xiu was distracted, and Shura's bloody blade suddenly rose up, slashing out with the Panlong Slash! The light of the sword was like a dragon flying up to the sky and into the earth, the momentum was very powerful!
The fifth-level wind-type flying sword blocked by the ancient painting scroll had already weakened. When Feng Xiu was shocked, he had no time to retract it quickly, and was cut off by Ye Lingzhan in an instant!
"Ah?!" Feng Xiu came back from the shock and felt a lot of pain in his body. He never expected that his fifth-level flying sword would be cut off by a minor cultivator of the first level of Foundation Establishment.
But in the blink of an eye, his eyes revealed a look of incomparable greed, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart: "The scroll in this kid's hand, and the broken blade of blood-red light, are definitely good treasures! Isn't it just broken? A fifth-level flying sword, this little loss is nothing! Hehe, I didn’t expect that even if I hunted down a small cultivator at the first level of foundation building, I could make a huge profit and make them jealous to death!”
Feng Xiu took out two fifth-level magic weapons one after another, and laughed loudly: "Boy, let's see where you are going! This time, I will let you die without a burial place!"
Ye Ling looked at him coldly, standing with his hands behind his back, not looking back at all. Seeing Feng Xiu gradually approaching, Ye Ling flicked his right hand and threw out a labeled spirit beast bag!
Feng Xiu was stunned for a moment, thinking he was going to kowtow and beg for mercy after offering the treasure, but then he realized something was wrong!
From the open mouth of the spirit beast bag, there was a fierce aura that made his heart palpitate!
"Roar!" The fifth-level beast king, the red-fire green-tailed leopard, suddenly came out and roared to the sky. The sound shook for miles. Even the treasure-hunting monks who surrounded Meng Fanyan and the burly man in the sky were trembling!
The red-fire green-tailed leopard had been bored in the spirit beast bag for a long time, and finally saw the light of day. At this time, it had completely recovered from its injuries and vitality. It turned around and stared at Ye Ling fiercely. It still couldn't forget that it was Who forcibly stamped its soul when it was at its weakest!
"Evil beast, swallow him up!"
Ye Ling frowned. It seemed that this fifth-level beast king was difficult to control and had a strong backlash. So Ye Ling quickly clicked his fingers and performed the Beast Control Technique, causing the soul mark in the center of the red-fire green-tailed leopard's forehead to flicker.
The red-fire green-tailed leopard roared again and again, unable to escape the crisis brought by the soul brand, so it had no choice but to obey its master's orders unwillingly, and spread all its anger on Feng Xiu, who was in the middle stage of foundation building!
The green-tailed leopard, with red flames flowing all over its body, suddenly jumped out, almost frightening Feng Xiu!
He never thought that the seemingly unattractive monk in a moon-white satin gown would not only possess powerful treasures, but even the spiritual beast would be a fifth-level beast king!
"This is a beast that is far more ferocious than monsters of the same level! I am probably no match for this fifth-level beast king on my own!"
Feng Xiu was somewhat self-aware. He stared at the red-fire green-tailed leopard with fear, then glanced at Ye Ling standing with his hands behind his back from afar, gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away!
"Can you still run?" Ye Ling sneered, causing the red-fire green-tailed leopard to pursue quickly.
The Red Fire Green Tailed Leopard is not only outstanding in fire attack and powerful killing, but its speed and movement are also outstanding!
Feng Xiu heard the constant roaring behind him, and his scalp felt a little numb. He hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Taoist! Stop your spirit beast quickly and listen to me! I have a treasure to give you!"
Feng Xiu secretly complained, but at this moment, he couldn't say it. After all, he relied on the wind flying sword to chase him all the way. Now that the flying sword was damaged, he wanted to return to the team. How could he run back for a while? He had to first Be gentle and wait until you go back to recruit your comrades to take revenge.
"Oh? What treasure is there? Come and talk! I promise that my spirit leopard will not get angry and hurt anyone."
Ye Ling curled up the corners of his mouth and said loudly.
Feng Xiu glanced at the Red Fire Green Tailed Leopard with fear. In his eyes, this fifth-level beast king was the real enemy. As for Ye Ling, who was at the first level of Foundation Establishment, he did not pose any threat to him at all.
So Feng Xiu bypassed it and flew close to Ye Ling. He was even a little ready to make a move, wishing he could catch Ye Ling before the Red Fire Green Tailed Leopard could come back to help!
Unexpectedly, Ye Ling sneered and took out three spirit beast bags one after another: "You can keep it!"
Suddenly, the fifth-level cyan ice rock beast, ferret and fifth-level demon dragon emerged at the same time!
