"Haha, okay, it doesn't make much difference to me whether you die two more or two less. You don't even have the official status of Immortal Realm now. If you don't protect the fruit forest well, even if I kill a few to scare others, who can? What did you say about me?" Mao Jiuling did not expect that Lin Fang and Panhui Lama would also come forward at this time, but this did not affect anything. Who would care about him at this time, and who could care about him?
Mao Jiuling's laughter was still echoing in the air. The other immortals, monks and even the people in Yunqing Palace of Yunxia Immortal Sect had angry expressions on their faces, but they were helpless against Mao Jiuling's domineering use of public weapons and private use. Even if there is a real conflict, they will never be able to defeat each other. At this time, only two powerful true immortals, Lin Fang and Panhui Lama, who had considerable friendship with Fairy Yunxia, dared to stand up. The others were either too far behind in strength or too far apart from each other.
"I am not afraid of death, but why should I be afraid of death." Fairy Yunxia's voice fell slightly, and her body slowly rose into the air. Banhui Lama, Lin Fang, one on the left and one on the right. At this time, their auras rose up, among them Fairy Yunxia's aura was the strongest. Panhui Lama and Lin Fang came second. After all, they did not realize their potential like Fairy Yunxia after paying an unknown price.
"Then I will help you." Mao Jiuling held up his left palm, and a golden flame fan appeared in the palm of his hand, and suddenly enlarged to several feet long.
The golden flame fan just waved towards the void. At this time, golden flames could be seen billowing in the void. Although there was no howling wind, strands of something like golden threads bloomed in the void visible to the naked eye.
"Golden Flame Soul Devouring Wind!" The master of Qingzhe Palace and other experienced true immortals present were immediately horrified when they saw the power swept out by the golden flame fan. The other party actually refined such a vicious object into an immortal weapon, and spent countless years of hard work to collect it.
The golden flame soul-devouring wind is one of the most feared monsters for true immortals in the endless void of the immortal world. Once the golden flame soul-devouring wind forms a large-scale wind domain, even Xuanxian will never dare to easily Breaking into it, a true immortal and a powerful person, even a true immortal from the Immortal Realm, will surely die once he enters.
Although the magical power displayed by Mao Jiuling at this time was not on the same scale as that of Fengyu, after being specially refined and stimulated with an immortal weapon, its power was the more ordinary golden flame soul-devouring wind.
Not to mention the Immortal who has just been promoted to the True Immortal level, his strength is similar to Mao Jiuling's. It is not easy to resist such methods.
Although Lama Banhui and Lin Fang were mentally prepared for Mao Jiuling's strength, when they saw the golden flames and soul-eating wind, they couldn't help but look bitter.
At this time, Fairy Yunxia stretched out her sleeves and waved, and a gorgeous seven-color cloud spread out in the void, using the rainbow as a bridge to form a seven-color portal. The golden flames and soul-devouring wind blew on the seven-color portal, and the glow suddenly flew, Turbulent like ripples. But Fairy Yunxia's complexion became more and more rosy, so rosy that she looked morbidly coquettish.
Lama Banhui and Lin Fang had a wry smile on their faces, and with a wave of their hands, they each presented their own magical weapons. Twelve green vine scrolls continued to extend more branches, as if they wanted to form a forest to resist. That golden flame swallows the spirit wind. Facing Mao Jiuling's strength, Lin Fang and Panhui Lama did not think of counterattack for a while, they could only do their best to support this magical power for a while.
As for how long it can last, only God knows.
Mao Jiuling was very interested, but he never thought of ending Fairy Yunxia's life so quickly. As for the two guys, Panhui Lama and Lin Fang, they were dispensable, but at this time Fairy Yunxia was already working hard to win. Before Fairy Yunxia, it was not easy to kill Lama Panhui, Lin Fang.
But even if the three of them join forces, they will only be able to survive. Mao Jiuling still had this bit of patience. At the moment, he just shook the golden flame fan in his hand and controlled the golden flame and soul-devouring wind to continuously blow towards Fairy Yunxia and the other three.
There were bursts of wind in the void, and streaks of golden wind flames blew on the seven-color portal. The ripples of the glow above became bigger and bigger. Fairy Yunxia's sad and beautiful face became more and more rosy, and the corners of her mouth were filled with bright red blood.
A large number of green vines were blown off or burned by the golden wind flames, and the immortal weapons offered by Panhui Lama failed to gain any benefit. Like Lin Fang, they both suffered a huge blow.
At this time, Yun Chongyi and the others were recovering from their injuries far behind, and there was no time to come. Even if they came, they would not be able to intervene in this kind of fighting due to their condition.
Although Mao Jiuling suppressed a considerable amount of strength, he still suppressed Fairy Yunxia and the three of them so much that they could not breathe. Defeat was only a matter of time, and it even depended on Mao Jiuling's mood.
As time went by, the bodies of Fairy Yunxia, Lin Fang, and Panhui Lama were already crumbling in the void.
"Die!" Mao Jiuling snorted coldly, but his murderous intent was directed at Lin Fang and Panhui Lama.
The golden wind flame transformed into the shape of two flying knives and slashed at Lin Fang, Panhui Lama's head.
At this time, Fairy Yunxia's complexion had turned pale. It was obvious that the golden flames that had blocked Mao Jiuling's soul-eating wind for so long had almost squeezed out the potential in her body. At this time, even if they watched Mao Jiuling kill him, they were no longer able to stop them. They had gone through countless dangers from the struggle in the Phantom Mist Swamp to the Turtle Spirit Fairyland. Is it going to stop suddenly now?
"Stop!" At this time, a loud shout sounded, and a figure flew from the void. Lu Yiming launched two flying knives and faced each other, slashing and destroying the flying knives transformed into golden flames and soul-devouring winds. , Mao Jiuling attacked Lin Fang and Banhui Lama. The two of them were already at the end of their strength, and he could kill them without using much strength. Although Lu Yiming's strength was far inferior to Mao Jiuling's, it was not too difficult to defeat him at this time.
"Vice Immortal Lu!" Lama Banhui, Lin Fang couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy at being saved from a desperate situation.
Fairy Yunxia had resisted Mao Jiuling's attack for so long and was almost exhausted. At this time, seeing Lu Yiming, an acquaintance with a certain status in the fairyland, coming over, he could no longer hold on, his vision went dark, and his body fell powerlessly from the void.
"Lu Yiming, these guys are not good at guarding the orchards, and they dare to contradict me. I will discipline them. It's not your turn to intervene." When Mao Jiuling saw Lu Yiming intervene, he was not prepared to give Lu Yiming any face, so he scolded him directly. .
Lin Fang, Panhui Lama's heart sank, and his body staggered down, but most of the joy just now was washed away. Even if Lu Yiming arrived now, if the other party really insists on making things difficult, Lu Yiming might not be able to change too much. If Zhu Yan comes, there may be a glimmer of hope.
"You are not good at caring for the orchards? Everyone has heard of your reputation, Mao Jiuling, so why do you need to say it so clearly?" Lu Yiming stretched out his hand, and a gentle breeze supported the falling Fairy Yunxia.
