Above the Immortal Cultivation

Kong Ren was actually very worried that Wang Lu, a ruthless man, was still alive, but he was not afraid, as he still had a backup plan.

More than three years ago, when they were about to succeed, two mid-stage Nascent Soul masters appeared out of nowhere. Although the pursuit over the years had no results, it was not nothing.

One of the three opponents was actually Li Jie, the only remaining member of the Three-leaf Sword Sect that had been hunted by the Lonely Family for hundreds of years.

The four families were already in the same spirit. After blocking them on this island, he secretly ordered one person to turn back and report it to the lonely family.

With the ruthless and ruthless style of the lonely family, more than half a year passed. According to his estimation, it would come in three or four days at most.

Huh, I almost capsized in the sewer. Kong Xin, no matter how many helpers you have, I will definitely make your life worse than death!

Kong Ren thought with regret.

Li Jie and Yin Jiu made their decision unambiguously and flashed out from the edge of the black formation without causing any fluctuations.

The two of them were cautious, very cautious, for fear that this was a trap for the other party.

However, when they really stepped out, their faces were full of disbelief. Everyone in the Kong family really left, and they left cleanly and straightforwardly, as if the three of them were abandoned children and ignored them.

It's really strange. Could it be that Yu Ningzhi really attracted countless powerful people to save them?

That's not right, the South China Sea is boundless, and trying to find them is like looking for a needle in a haystack. How Yu Ningzhi knew they were here seems too fantastical.

At this moment, a violent earthquake suddenly occurred, the rocks on the island rustled down, and many trees snapped. Fifty miles away, a golden sun exploded violently.

When Li Jie saw this, he was shaken all over. He could tell at a glance that it was Wang Lu's action.

He actually led away and resisted the entire Kong family by himself, and a blazing warmth surged into his eyes.

"Brother Yinjiu, let's go, it's Junior Brother Wang."

Before he finished speaking, Yin Jiu was stunned, and Li Jie jumped into the distance and flew wildly.

Hearing "Junior Brother Wang", Yinjiu was confused, but he spread out his body skills and followed Li Jie, flying out.

Just when they had traveled thirty miles, a strong smell of blood spilled out.

Three miles to the left of the sea, a black figure drifted up and down with the current. Li Jie took a closer look and saw a bald man covered in scars, with blood pouring out, and his breath was extremely messy. The seawater around him was dyed scarlet, and he was seriously injured and unconscious.

With blood dripping from his heart, Li Jie rushed forward, picked up the man, and returned the same way without saying a word.

Who else could it be but Wang Lu, who was seriously injured?

He knew Wang Lu's ability to transform, and he had walked in the world of immortality as a "bald head" before.

"Come back quickly!"

After saying a few words, Li Jie turned on all his firepower. After dozens of breaths, the two of them returned to the "Black Formation".

As soon as he reached the bottom of the valley, Li Jie laid Wang Lu down on his back and gently put him down. The faint black light surrounding his broken body was vague and invisible. He was seriously injured and his condition was exactly the same as that of the woman in the late Nascent Soul. It was not good.

Both of them were equally helpless and could only rely on his own destiny.

"Alas." Li Jie sighed deeply. At this moment, the only thing he could do was to wait.

"Brother Li, this fellow Taoist?" Yinjiu had a rough guess in his mind, but even he dared to believe this guess.

"Brother Yin, he is my junior brother, the Qiu Qinrong you mentioned."

"What."

Although Yinjiu had expected it, he was still shocked.

How could this person lead all the people of the Kong family away from the mountain? The golden scorching sun just now was enough to seriously injure a late Yuanying monk. How could he, who was in the late Jindan stage more than forty years ago, have the power to compete with and defeat Yuan Ying? The strength of the late infant is too crazy.

The most important thing is that he not only passed the Kong family's blockade, but also came here.

This man is really a man of great luck. If he and Li Jie had not gone out, he would have been captured by the Kong family while he was unconscious, and the consequences would be disastrous.

"Yes, actually, junior brother is not Qiu Qinrong, his name is Wang Lu." Li Jie said calmly without surprising anyone.

"Crack!"

When the word "Wang Lu" burst into his ears, a bolt of lightning and thunder exploded in his mind, leaving Yinjiu dumbfounded.

"What, what, what? He is the world-famous Talisman Demon of the West Desert Dream Sect, Wang Lu!"

Yinjiu shouted loudly.

"Yes."

Li Jie was a little sad and replied calmly.

Suddenly, a pair of strong hands grabbed his arm tightly, and Li Jie looked at Yin Jiu in shock.

Yinjiu's eyes flashed, and he said decisively: "Brother Li, no matter what, we must survive this death disaster and survive."

Before Li Jie could speak, his tone suddenly became hoarse and deep, and he continued: "The senior and Junior Brother Wang must not be alarmed. Life and death depend on them. This formation can last for a month at most, but, Don’t forget, since we have helpers, why doesn’t the other side have strong support? We need to hurry up. It’s just a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity before the Kong family has returned. I will leave this place to you... for up to three days. When the time comes, listen to my signal.”

Silver Nine Tongues shined like a lotus flower, gushing incessantly, and as soon as the words fell, an indescribable transparent aperture appeared on her body, and she just disappeared in front of Li Jie without leaving any trace.

Li Jie was shocked when he heard his plan.

The life and death of the four of them all depended on Ginjiu.

It turned out that Yinjiu had left behind such a plan to reverse the situation, which caught him by surprise, and he finally saw a glimmer of hope for survival.

Okay, let us respond internally and externally and kill the enemy.

"Gulu."

A nearly invisible transparent bubble rose slightly at the edge of a dark formation with a radius of 20 miles at the bottom of the valley, and instantly merged with the air.

After a few breaths, 150 miles behind the Strait Island, "boom", the transparent light circle was swept by a wave more than 20 feet high.

Yin Jiu showed his figure and took a deep look back.

"Boom, boom..."

The sound of the attack was loud, and the light filled the sky. It was obvious that the Kong family had launched a new round of non-stop fierce attacks on the black formation.

Fortunately, he escaped in time. If he had stayed there for a few breaths, even the Golden Immortal of Daluo would be helpless.

Escaping from the danger again and again strengthened his determination.

Yin Jiu no longer hesitated, and used all his strength to develop his body skills, riding the waves at a speed of 600 feet per breath, and soon lost his trace.

Half an hour later, he stopped at a small island, sensing nothing unusual and extremely safe.

"Swish!"

A small and exquisite token with silver light was suspended in front of him. His hands were like butterflies flying through flowers. Pure silver magic power hit it. As the silver magic power was transmitted, the silver light of the token became thicker and brighter.

After a full hour, when the token completely turned into a small silver ball that could not be looked at directly and was blinding, Yin Jiu pointed a finger at his chest, and "Puff", a drop of blood with red and silver merged into the light ball.

"Bang!"

The light suddenly brightened in front of him and then disappeared.

The small silver ball seemed to have never appeared, and there was no trace.

Yin Jiu instantly shrank and fell to the ground, but struggled to get up, put his hands together, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and muttered to himself: "Senior Chen, please help me for the sake of our fellow disciples."

Yin Jiu worships!