The ten remaining monks recognized their teammates one after another in the more than twenty sword lights flying down from the top of Longze Mountain. Without exception, they were all dressed in black robes with silver threads embroidered with dragons. There are black marks on the forehead and between the eyebrows. There are also three monks on their black robes, but the dragon pattern embroidered on them is red gold with shining gold edges!
The captain in blue watched helplessly as the injured sixth-level Tiger King fled into the forest at the east foot of Longze Mountain, but the shock these black-robed monks gave him was too great, and he had to give up the chase.
"Fellow Daoist Pei! You fell behind the team when you entered the mountain. How come you are now wearing a black robe like those snake shepherds on Longze Mountain? What is the reason for this?" The monk in blue frowned and saw the faces of his former teammates. As if covered with a layer of frost, pretending not to recognize him, which made the monk in blue feel bad, something must have happened!
The leader of the monks in black robes with gold patterns held up an inkstone as black as ink in his left hand, and in his right hand was a judge pen filled with black energy. He sneered: "No need to shout! They have recently joined us in Longze Mountain Ink." Dragon Sect, I can’t speak for the time being. Hehe, the leader of the Molong Sect is very happy to hear that you have arrived, and he warmly invites ten of you to join our sect! As long as you plant the ink seed between your eyebrows, we will be the same sect!"
Everyone was shocked after hearing this! Ye Ling had already vaguely guessed it. Although he was surprised, he was not too surprised. While he was thinking about countermeasures, he secretly released the fourth-level medicine spirit and secretly chased the injured sixth-level Tiger King.
Meng Fanyan called the second senior sister's name repeatedly. Zhang Qiuyun, who was dressed in black robe, bit her red lips tightly, with a look of painful struggle on her face. Then the black mark on her eyebrows spread, causing blue veins to pop up on her forehead, and a pair of bright eyes It also turned black and red, glaring fiercely at Meng Fanyan, the former junior sister of Qianhuan Sect!
"Second Senior Sister, you!" Meng Fanyan stared at Zhang Qiuyun in surprise, fearful in her heart, and her scream gradually turned sad.
The monk in blue transmitted his spiritual consciousness to his teammates and said in a deep voice: "They were planted with black ink seeds by the Molong Sect, and they seem to be demonized! I'm afraid they will be refined into puppets if they go further. We must not join the Molong Sect, otherwise The end will be the same as them!"
"Captain, let's run away together! There are only about 20 of them, so they may not be able to stop us."
"Well, use the sword light and follow me eastward!" The captain in blue was also a decisive person and immediately led everyone to escape!
Ye Ling hurriedly took up the Yunduo magic weapon. This time he tried his best to fly to the front and must not fall behind.
"As long as I find the right moment and take out the cobblestone array, I can hide my figure. I don't think these Molong Sect monks in the foundation building period will be able to find it for a moment. But this opportunity is hard to find, and I can't let them see what I'm hiding. Where.”
Ye Ling secretly calculated in his heart, looked left and right, and made up his mind: "I don't need to fly over the Black-robed monks of the Black Dragon Sect, I just need to fly over my teammates! The teammates who are lagging behind will naturally join the black-robed monks of the Black Dragon Sect. Fight, if we delay each other, it will give me a chance to escape!"
His fourth-level high-quality cloud flying magic weapon was not as fast as the captain in blue's sixth-level flying sword. It could only be compared with the burly man's fifth-level earth-based flying sword, so Ye Ling simply took out the fifth-level flying sword in the spirit beast bag. The demon dragon flew over the dragon's head and roared away!
Everyone was shocked. They never expected that this small cultivator at the first level of foundation building could actually fly away on a fifth-level demonic dragon!
"Hurry! Run away, they are going to catch up! Ah! Second Senior Sister, don't chase me!" Meng Fanyan screamed anxiously, her red sword light fell behind, and behind her, the center of her eyebrows exuded black energy. Zhang Qiuyun, chase closely!
The three black-robed monks with gold-rimmed dragon patterns at the head of the Molong Sect sneered and commanded the new disciples who had planted the ink seed, shouting: "Anyone who does not join our sect will be killed! Kill!"
Zhang Qiuyun's enchanting black and red eyes completely turned into red ones, and the purple sword light slashed at the former junior sister without showing any mercy.
"Second Senior Sister! Are you crazy?" Meng Fanyan was completely heartbroken. She shot out fifth-level magic talismans one after another to fight back, and then threw a red lotus-shaped magic weapon with a solemn expression, hitting Second Senior Sister Zhang Qiuyun.
They came from the Qianhuan Sect together and came to Longze Mountain to hunt for treasures. Who would have expected that they would be forced to kill each other in the same sect.
Meng Fanyan's heart sank when she saw Second Senior Sister sacrificing the Purple Lotus Magical Treasure without hesitation!
boom!
The two lotus magic weapons were all shattered, and the strong wind ripples caused by the backlash affected Meng Fanyan, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood, her expression suddenly weakened, and she hurriedly drove the sword light to escape.
Guo Tuoer and the black-robed swordsman who were chasing after him surrounded him expressionlessly, and the three of them attacked. After a short time, Meng Fanyan completely lost the strength to resist and was captured alive!
"Okay!" The monk from the Molong Sect with the gold-edged dragon pattern chattered. The judge's pen was dipped in a strange inkstone, and he drew a thick line of ink in mid-air, and then touched the center of the frightened Meng Fanyan's eyebrows. In an instant, Meng Fanyan completely lost consciousness. When he opened his eyes again, they were filled with the same black-red light as Zhang Qiuyun!
"Another female cultivator has joined our Molong Sect. The sect master will definitely be very happy, hahaha! You all stop here and join the sect obediently! If you dare not listen to the advice again, I will not be so kind. Catch me Kill one by one!"
The burly man surnamed Huang turned around and saw that his soul was trembling with trembling. He drank a big gulp of the Yue Orange Spirit Wine, raised his sword and ran away without risking his life. He looked at the blue-clad captain and the five-man driver who were about to disappear in the distance and almost disappeared outside the opposite mountain. Ye Ling, who was a demon dragon, was extremely jealous.
"Nonai, the boy named Ye has hidden deep enough! He actually has a fifth-level demon dragon as his mount. I have to risk my life to catch up. I can't become a puppet of the Molong Sect and be slaughtered by others!"
Just as the burly man was trying to escape, Guo Tuoer and the black-robed swordsman chased him one after another with their swords!
At this moment, the captain in blue and Ye Ling's demon dragon were flying at the forefront. The captain in blue never dreamed that Xiao Xiu, the weakest among the ten people, could actually keep pace with him.
"This demonic dragon is pretty good. Its speed can almost catch up with my sixth-level flying sword!"
There was a hint of coldness in the corner of the captain in blue, and he said in a pretense of panic: "Little brother! Let me stay on your mount for a while, so that I can activate the talisman and kill them!"
While he was talking, the captain in blue didn't wait for Ye Ling to agree, but he lowered his sword light and flew towards the dragon forcefully.
Suddenly, the demonic dragon swung its tail violently, and a dragon roar shook the sky!
"Water Dragon Yin! Damn it!"
The blue-clothed captain's pupils shrank sharply, and before he could dodge, he was immediately submerged by the water waves erupted by the demonic dragon's water dragon roar, and fell into a sluggish state. What was waiting for him was his former teammate, Brother Pei, chasing after him!
Ye Ling's cold voice came from afar: "Your wind knife talisman has been used up for the last time when dealing with the sixth-level Tiger King, and it has completely dissipated! Still want to deceive Ye? Haha, just do it yourself! "
The monk in blue was frightened and angry, and he had no choice but to fight with his former teammates in a sluggish state. He never imagined that such a young cultivator on the first level of Foundation Establishment would see through his intentions, and it would be the straw that broke the camel's back, causing him the biggest crisis since his cultivation!
Ye Ling became the monk who escaped the farthest among these people, but the monks from the Molong Sect who were chasing behind him were not worried at all.
The leader, the old man in black robe with gold-edged dragon pattern, sighed and said: "I have been following the sect leader for so long, but I still don't have a decent mount! Hey, this guy's fifth-level demon dragon belongs to me! In front of me are the east and north slopes of Longze Mountain. In the Demon Bee Ridge between the hills, you can’t escape even with your wings! You’d better be obedient and send me back the demon dragon. Once the demon bee stings the demon dragon, I will tell you that your life will be worse than death!”
Sure enough, when Ye Ling was riding the demon dragon and looked at the dark swarm of demon bees in the mountains ahead, his scalp went numb and he hurriedly ordered the demon dragon to go down the mountain.
"Hmph! You couldn't go to the top of the mountain or the northern foothills, so you ran down the mountain. You are so useless! I personally led a team to chase you. Where else can you escape? Follow me!"
The black-robed old man gave an order, and the monks from the Molong Sect followed closely behind him, their swords blazing like rain.
Ye Ling saw it from a distance and frowned. The mountains here were gentle and there was no grass growing in many places. Even if he used the cobblestone array to hide his body, the people who were chasing him would still be able to see the general direction.
Ye Ling had no choice but to drive the demon dragon in a circle with them. After a long circle, he circled back and flew back to the forest at the east foot of the mountain.
The burly man was escaping with the light of his earth-crystal sword while cursing. He hated the black-robed swordsman and Guo Tuoer who were chasing him: "He is Nai! I treat you like brothers on weekdays. When will it be time to distribute the spoils?" You are giving in at every turn, but the two of you have had your consciences ripped out by dogs and are hunting me down!"
While he was scolding, the demonic dragon flying towards him soared past, and he was almost startled and his eyes popped out! Then he saw a whole group of Molong Sect monks flying towards them, with enemies in front of them and pursuers behind them. He was so shocked that he felt like he was out of his body!
The burly man hurriedly drove to the top of the mountain with his sword light. His hatred for Ye Ling even surpassed that of the demonized Guo Tuoer. He pointed at the sky and cursed: "The surnamed Ye is such a friend! You are driving me to death!"
Ye Ling didn't have time to pay attention to him. He drove the demon dragon at high speed and saw the forest at the east foot of the mountain. Two sword lights, one purple and one red, flew from the slanting thorn!
"Zhang Qiuyun and Meng Fanyan?" Ye Ling's eyes narrowed, especially when he saw Zhang Qiuyun's black and red eyes staring greedily at his storage bag, Ye Ling had a vague understanding! He thought to himself: "It seems that these monks who have been demonized by the ink seeds are confused and instinctively hunt down the monks they were familiar with before. They are just like puppets! I must not be intercepted by them, Ice Rock Beast, Ferrets, kill them for me!”
Ye Ling shot the blue ice rock beast and the ferret one after another, hitting ice blocks on the demon dragon's back and slashing out ice blades to deal with the two women who were blocking them.
The moment they approached, Ye Ling noticed that Meng Fanyan's aura was much weaker. She was obviously injured and had not recovered. Even though she was reduced to a zombie-like puppet, she was still relatively weak. After a short time, she was The ferret's ice blade hits.
Ye Ling saw the right opportunity and without hesitation slashed out the Shura Blood Blade, which can be called the fourth-order top-notch magical weapon!
