Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu landed on the mountainous area five hundred miles away from the Bloody Battle City. He ran all the way. In less than a quarter of an hour, he arrived at the square of the Bloody Battle City. At this time, flags were fluttering in the square behind. More than a dozen huge flags of various colors fluttered in the wind, and each of the ten city gates was guarded by a Golden Core monk.

Wang Lu walked to a city gate and took out his identity token. After careful interrogation by one of the Jindan monks and asking about his general origin, Wang Lu was asked to wait at the city gate.

Wang Lu knew that there were very few monks like him who came to the Bloody Battle City alone. In addition to being highly skilled, they also needed to be bold and have a reason why they had to come. In order to risk their lives and come to join the battle, otherwise they would come. It’s also a way to die.

About an hour later, senior sister Xie Lingyun came over. When she saw Wang Lu, she didn't say anything. She shook her head directly at the golden elixir monk and said, "This person is not Wang Lu from my Dream Sect Talisman Hall. However, he shouldn’t be a spy from the demon clan or a demon cultivator, so please don’t let this person enter the city.”

When Wang Lu heard this, he was surprised for a moment. He knew that the senior sister wanted him to retreat despite the difficulties, which also meant that this battle had reached a more critical moment and had reached an unspeakable danger.

After saying this, Xie Lingyun turned back and left indifferently without a trace of hesitation.

Seeing Xie Lingyun leaving so resolutely, Wang Lu had no intention of giving up. He sent a message to this middle-stage Jindan monk who was full of evil spirits: "This fellow Taoist should know Chen Ya'er from my Dream Sect. She and I are Old acquaintance, I asked fellow Taoist to report that the king of the sect is here." When he finished speaking, a storage bag containing one hundred high-grade spiritual stones had been quietly used by him. The force was sent to his waist.

He glanced at Wang Lu and sighed. Xie Lingyun, the leader of the Dream Sect, had obviously recognized Wang Lu just now. What could he do?

If she had denied it, then Wang Lu would have been imprisoned in the bloody prison by them, but the superfluous sentence "He doesn't look like a spy or a demon cultivator" was obviously to tell them not to arrest him. Now Xie Lingyun is just with him He is just a middle-stage Jindan monk with average cultivation, but his Taoist companion Tian Yidong is the treasure in the palm of his hand that is valued by the ancestors of all sects. Although Xie Lingyun usually leads the disciples of Futang to draw talismans and seals for the war, he also She has never made any excessive demands, but if someone messes with her without the right foresight, it will definitely end in a very miserable way.

After nearly five years of fighting, Chen Yaer, the core disciple of the Dream Sect, has become famous in the bloody battle city, whether it is fighting in front of the battle or deep behind enemy lines. If he survives this time, he will definitely be another pillar of the Dream Sect. Coupled with her stunning appearance, it can be said that everyone knows about her, and her popularity is catching up with Huang Yan, the number one person in the Golden Core Stage of the Dream Sect.

He did not accept Wang Lu's spiritual stone. In his opinion, Wang Lu's bloodshed and bravery had deeply moved him because a monk traveled thousands of miles to come and contribute to the war.

He originally wanted to let Wang Lu enter the city, but the rules could not be broken. He said hello to the city gate, and a late-stage foundation-building monk immediately called a beast cart and quickly left.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, Chen Yaer, who was dressed in pink and looked like a fairy descending from the mortal world, arrived at the city gate. When she saw Wang Lu, her eyes were obviously shocked, and her whole body was stunned for a few breaths.

After a while, Chen Yaer returned to normal.

When Wang Lu saw her, he had mixed feelings, but he was more happy. The most important person in the bloody city was right in front of him, which meant that she was not buried in the boundless sea.

Chen Yaer is already a peak cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but her aura is far superior to that of the average late-stage Golden Core cultivator. Her expression is calm and her face is calm, and her eyes seem to always have a hint of indifference that says "Do not let strangers enter," like a flower blooming alone. The narcissus blooms calmly with a stunning color, which makes people look at it and remember it deeply and lingeringly.

What Wang Lu didn't expect was that Chen Ya'er just glanced at him and left without saying a word.

"Fellow Taoist, you should go back. They don't claim you, so I have no choice. If you don't leave, I can only enforce the law impartially." The middle-level Jindan smiled bitterly at Wang Lu.

Just when Wang Lu asked him to help deliver a message to Lei Shun, the master of Qingfeng Hall, a man as handsome as a demon appeared in front of Wang Lu in a flash. It was someone other than Xu Kui.

"What's going on?" Xu Kui asked doubtfully.

"Senior brother, why are you here? I heard that Hall Master Yan told you before he left that if you return to the sect, you must stay in the sect, so when I came, I didn't say to you, oh, I understand. Now..." Wang Lu looked at Xu Kui, who had a dusty face, and said with sudden enlightenment.

He didn't know where he got the information about He Chan being trapped and disappeared, so he was worried and ignored Yan Jiao's order and came to Blood Battle City.

Wang Lu reluctantly explained to Xu Kui. Of course, he did not say anything about Chen Ya'er's arrival, but only said that his senior sister Xie Lingyun did not claim him.

Xu Kui couldn't help but burst out laughing after hearing this, and he didn't stop until he couldn't laugh anymore.

He handed the identity token to the golden elixir monk like a king. After checking it in detail, the monk stared at Xu Kui's whole body again and again. He was also quite surprised. This man was so handsome that he was a little too perfect. So much so that the scar on his face barely made his handsomeness slightly flawed.

Just as he handed the identity token to Xu Kui, Xu Kui and Wang Lu attacked at the same time, and before the cultivator could react, they subdued him. Then, the two of them used all their strength to fly into the city almost instantly.

The late foundation building cultivator hurried forward to unlock the restriction for him, and asked anxiously: "Uncle Bai, should we immediately summon the Law Enforcement Hall to arrest the two?"

"Hehe, no need, they are the real Wang Lu from the Dream Sect's Fu Hall and Xu Kui from the Puppet Hall, just guard them well." The cultivator surnamed Bai said lightly.

"Yes!"

Bai Yanming looked at Wang Lu and Xu Kui who had mixed into the crowd in the city, and his heart was up and down. Although the ten cultivators who could guard the city gate were not high in cultivation, they were carefully selected by various sects. Their mana, consciousness, soul, supernatural power, experience, vision, and skills must be superior to others in order to guard the rear and let the front have no worries.

The most important thing is that if the front is defeated, they will be the first group to leave, so their identities are carefully selected and they are the top priority of each faction. However, the guards are not just ten of them, but a full 100 people. Ten of them take turns to guard every ten days. So, once there is no way out, it can only depend on God's will.

Wang Lu and Xu Kui, who came, were able to control him before he could react. Although the incident happened suddenly, he had to admit that the two of them had very strong strength.