Ye Ling's three spiritual beasts all came out, frightening Feng Xiu out of his wits. When he was about to use the wind control technique to run away, he was blocked by the fifth-level beast king behind him, the red-fire green-tailed leopard!
"Swallow him!"
Ye Ling's cold voice sounded, and the fifth-level demon dragon flew into the air and used the water dragon's roar. A large water waterfall poured down, making Feng Xiu unable to hide, and he suddenly fell into a sluggish state.
The ferret and the cyan ice rock beast were in tandem, one shot out an ice blade, and the other threw ice cubes one after another. Even if Feng Xiu used a fifth-level magic weapon to parry, he was unable to do anything. After a short time, the two magic weapons were completely damaged, and The demonic dragon flying in mid-air spat out water arrows, and the red-fire green-tailed leopard flew behind him. Ye Ling concluded that he could last only a few breaths at most before disappearing.
"Blast body protection!" Feng Xiu saw that the situation was not good, and quickly blessed the body with a wind spiritual energy, as if covered with a layer of auspicious clouds, the speed doubled, and he immediately got rid of the sluggish state! His speed almost exceeded the limit of movement in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and even the Red Fire Green Tailed Leopard had a hard time chasing him!
Ye Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly sent a spiritual message to the Red Fire Green Tailed Leopard: "If you can't catch up with this person, you will die!"
The red-fire green-tailed leopard shivered, and the red-fire flow all over his body became brighter, and he flew forward quickly.
The ferrets and ice rock beasts are also chasing closely behind!
Ye Ling had a solemn look on his face and stepped on the head of the fifth-level demon dragon. He wished he could immediately sacrifice the golden giant sword and talisman that was as powerful as the golden elixir magic weapon, but in the end he would lose his life.
But the giant sword talisman can only be used once at most. After Ye Ling weighed it, he didn't want to waste it on this Feng Xiu. He just let the fifth-level beast king, the red fire green tail leopard, chase him desperately to see how long his wind protection could last.
At this moment, Feng Xiu was miserable. Although he could get rid of the sluggish state and even double his speed with the blessing of the Swift Wind Bodyguard, it consumed a lot of mana. In order to maintain the Galewind Bodyguard, the mana in his body was flowing rapidly. Even if you swallow a big gulp of the fifth-grade high-grade Yue Orange Spirit Wine, you can last until twenty breaths at most!
Ye Ling, who was riding the demon dragon, was not as fast as Feng Xiu and the red-fire green-tailed leopard. Seeing that the red-fire green-tailed leopard could not catch up, he couldn't help but send out his spiritual thoughts and shouted angrily: "Evil beast! At any cost, catch up. Him! Even if you are injured, I will naturally treat you! I will give you another hundred kilograms of top-grade fifth-level fire spirit fruit!"
The red-fire green-tailed leopard was indeed inspired, and roared violently, and the aura around his body changed! The red flames all over his body turned into green light in an instant!
call!
The speed of this fifth-level beast king also increased in an instant, and the dust stirred up by the strong wind blowing around him was like an earth dragon!
Feng Xiu almost bluffed and was immediately disappointed! He quickly left his body and abandoned his body, burning his soul to escape.
Seeing this, Ye Ling's cold star-like eyes were filled with fierce murderous intent. He quickly shook off the ancient painting scroll of Kaishui Mansion. He poured all his mana crazily into it, facing Feng Xiu's escaped soul, and shouted: "Photography" soul!"
At such a long distance, Ye Ling was not sure, but one thing was certain. This Feng Xiu abandoned his body and burned his soul. He was seriously injured and should meet the conditions of ancient painting scrolls.
Ye Ling only felt that the magic power in his body was almost drained out, and the ancient painting scroll exuded a heart-stopping vast aura!
Then there was a flash of light, and Feng Xiu's soul, which almost flew into the depths of the sky, swooped into the ancient painting scroll!
"Ah! What the hell is this place? Let me out..."
In the waters of the ancient scroll of Shuifu, there was a shadow of a soul, roaring and shouting with all his strength, but when Ye Ling's consciousness penetrated the ancient painting, his shout seemed extremely weak.
"You are not the first monk in the middle stage of foundation building to enter my scroll!"
Ye Ling's cold spiritual thoughts were transmitted into the ancient paintings of Shuifu, making Feng Xiu's soul tremble and he couldn't help but beg for mercy again and again.
Ye Ling ignored him for the time being and swallowed the fourth-level top quality Qingling Pill to quickly restore the mana in his body. When his face was no longer so pale, he summoned the exhausted Red Fire Green Tailed Leopard.
"At the critical moment, it is still used in the ancient painting scroll! But because you have also made a contribution, this master will fulfill his promise to help you heal your injuries and reward you with a hundred kilograms of the best fire spirit fruit!"
As he spoke, Ye Ling pointed and kneaded the secrets, performing a high-level rejuvenation technique. The bright green light was like rain, turning the hair of the Red Fire Green Tailed Leopard from green back to red flames. The injury was completely recovered, and then Ye Ling returned Throwing out a hundred kilograms of the best red fire spirit fruit from the storage bag.
The lantern-like eyes of the red-fire green-tailed leopard immediately gleamed with light. He pounced on it and swallowed it in a big mouth. He was still drooling, wagging his tail, and looking at his master very respectfully.
Ye Ling grabbed its leopard skin and put its huge body into the spirit beast bag. The ferret, ice rock beast and demon dragon consciously got into their respective spirit beast bags. Ye Ling threw some top-quality spirit grass and spirit fruits into them, and then stepped forward to pick up Feng Xiu's storage bag.
Ye Ling opened it and took a look. He didn't like the spiritual stones, elixirs and some fifth-level high-grade equipment at all. He just looked through various jade slips.
"The whole picture of Longze Mountain! Gale Wind Technique, Gale Wind Body Protection!" Ye Ling's consciousness scanned these jade slips carefully, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed!
After reading for a long time, Ye Ling unfolded the ancient painting scroll and sent a spiritual thought to Feng Xiu's soul inside, which was constantly begging for mercy: "Where did you get the Swift Wind Technique? Why is there only one Taoist technique, Swift Wind Body Protection, in it? Tell me! If you dare to say anything false, your soul will be gone!"
Feng Xiu's soul shivered in the waters of the Shuifu scroll, and said in a trembling voice: "A few years ago, our team of monks robbed it from a late-stage foundation-building monk who also had wind spirit roots. That person was a disciple of the Five Elements Immortal Sect. Among the blast techniques he learned, he only had the blast body protection technique, and there was nothing else, so the captain specially gave it to me."
Ye Ling said coldly: "What skills does each person in your treasure hunting team practice? What magic weapons do you usually use? Tell me any sinister tricks."
"Yes! Yes!" Feng Xiu's soul deeply felt Ye Ling's cold murderous intent. Just like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, he betrayed all his old teammates who had worked together to seize the treasure for many years, and even hated them to the bone. If not for this A few guys looked away and let him chase this terrifying monk in moon-white satin gown alone. How could he end up like this!
Therefore, Feng Xiu's soul was eager to drag them into the water together, to keep him company in this extremely weird scroll water.
Just as Feng Xiu was talking, Ye Ling suddenly noticed that there were several sword lights flying into the sky from behind! He hurriedly closed the ancient painting of Shuifu, threw out the pebble formation plate, and flashed into it, instantly hiding all his aura.
Ye Ling accidentally learned from Yuan Guangxi, the elder of the Immortal Sect's Golden Core, that this pebble formation disk was originally called the Hidden Stone Formation disk. It was specially given by Yuan Guangxi to his grandson Yuan Hao to save his life. Undetectable.
The newly arrived sword lights were all Foundation Establishment monks. They flew past the area where Ye Ling was hiding. They all passed by in a hurry and did not see the cobblestone array or Ye Ling in it at all. They just noticed it. There is a freshly dead body.
"This unfortunate guy has good equipment. I'll take it off! You guys wait for me!"
A sword light stopped, but the teammate behind him warned: "Be careful! It might be a bait, and there will probably be a treasure-hunting monk ambushing him nearby."
"Haha, we regrouped on the shore and brought in so many new teammates. Are we still afraid of the scattered treasure-hunting monks?"
The man smiled proudly and took off Feng Xiu's broken high-grade robes and amulets.
Ye Ling saw clearly in the pebble formation plate and smiled bitterly in his heart: "These monks are indeed very experienced. They hugged each other ashore and formed a group of nearly twenty people. They met to cross the sky together to ensure their safety. Safe. Ahem, it's a pity that when we came here, we were not united. The burly man with his stupid head couldn't think of this method at all. Meng Fanyan's mind was also inferior, otherwise he would have been as smooth as they were. "
Seeing that they were far away, Ye Ling put away the cobblestone array and released the fourth-level small medicine spirit to explore the way in front. He followed behind him with his sword light, and at the same time, he took the time to practice wind control and body protection. technique.
This is definitely a life-saving technique for escaping and rushing out of danger. Ye Ling spent a lot of effort to kill Feng Xiu. To obtain this technique, only by studying it seriously can he practice better on the dangerous Longze Mountain.
After traveling for a few miles, Ye Ling discovered through the connection with the soul imprint of the fourth-level little medicine spirit that there was a large brilliance of fighting in front of him!
The twenty-odd monks who had passed by before were fighting together with Feng Xiu's accomplices, the team of treasure-hunting monks!
As for Meng Fanyan and the burly man, they were lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment. Their robes were damaged, and even the ribs of Meng Fanyan's small scarlet umbrella were left.
"Well, it was this large group of people who saved them both!"
Ye Ling understood the situation in front of him and saw that the four treasure-hunting monks were no match for the large number of people here, and they hurried away like bereaved dogs.
Ye Ling simply put away the little medicine spirit and rushed forward with the Thunder Spirit Sword Light. He smiled at Meng Fanyan and the burly man from a distance: "Two teammates, are you okay?"
More than 20 monks all turned back to look at Ye Ling, then looked at the two injured monks, and asked: "Are you in the same group? Hehe, little brother is pretty good, he only has the cultivation level of the first level of Foundation Establishment. , dare to wander around in the sky! You are really lucky not to have met the treasure-catching monk!"
The burly man and Meng Fanyan looked up and saw Ye Ling standing in front of them unscathed, with expressions of disbelief on their faces!
"Ah? You're safe and sound? What's weird!" The burly man jumped up as if he'd seen a ghost. He couldn't help but groan in pain from the wounds on his body.
Meng Fanyan also stared at Ye Ling with wide eyes, and said in amusement: "Where is the mid-stage Foundation Establishment Feng Xiu who is chasing you?"
Ye Ling couldn't deny it in front of everyone. He could only say lightly: "Dead! These fellow Taoists must have seen his body when they passed by."
Meng Fanyan gasped and looked at Ye Ling with suspicion, and then at the twenty or so monks. After receiving a positive reply, she looked at Ye Ling with even more confusion!
The burly man's eyes almost popped out of his head in shock, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Impossible! This is impossible! You definitely didn't kill that Feng Xiu!"
