Farming in the Immortal Mansion

As the swords, lights, and shadows intertwined, Ye Ling immediately felt a powerful pressure, far exceeding the power of the late Jin Dan!

It seems that there are countless innocent souls hiding in the shadow of the black-robed monk's giant sword, stimulating the sword energy!

Ye Ling's expression changed, and he suddenly drove the shuttle back.

The Shadow of the Giant Sword did not pursue the situation, but stretched out a soul shadow arm transformed from many wronged souls, and grabbed Ye Ling's Shura Demon Sword!

"Refining!"

The black-robed monk's Shizhang Faxiang spoke sadly, saying that he would use the soul refining technique to refine the Shura Demon Sword and turn it into his own use.

Seeing that her opponent was powerful, Zixuan sent another message: "Master, I'm here to beat him! Secretly, he will be possessed by the God of Mold, and his soul will be scattered, and he will die on his own!"

"No need!" After this trial, Ye Ling already knew the magic of this evil black-robed monk, who was good at refining and exorcising souls!

It's not that he is strong, but that there are too many wronged souls in his hands. No wonder he has no fear when facing the three of them!

So Ye Ling patted the storage bag and unfolded the scroll of the Water Mansion to seal the demon. His voice was like the cold wind in the Nine Netherworld, and he said coldly: "Capture the soul!"

In an instant, the shadow of the giant sword condensed by countless wronged souls collapsed! It turned into dots of dim light, forming a vortex, and was directly sucked into the Demon Sealing Diagram!

At this time, in the world in the Demon Sealing Picture, the demon leader was holding a secret discussion in Shuifu Grotto with the remnant souls of Demon Lord Zhang Zu and Haima, discussing how to deal with the Silver Dragon Soul.

Suddenly, the world in the painting became dark!

Like a tornado, it swept down countless innocent souls!

The devil was dumbfounded. The remnant souls of Demon Lord Zhangzu and Haima were so excited that they trembled all over:

"There is a soul! The master is capturing the soul!"

"So many wandering souls, oh my God! It's like it's raining!"

Before they could finish speaking, the Silver Dragon Soul let out a dragon roar and rushed out of the water of Shuifu. Like a dragon flying through the sky, it devoured countless wronged souls to strengthen his Dragon Soul Mo Ying!

The devil's eyes turned red and he roared angrily: "Damn it! Steal our food, come on together!"

The devil took the remnant souls of the two demon kings and rushed out of the water. They showed off their magical powers and fought desperately for food with the silver dragon soul!

At this moment, outside the scroll of Shuifu, the black-robed monk's ten-foot-long Dharma form showed a look of horror in his eyes. He stared at the demon-sealing diagram in Ye Ling's hand and cried out in pain: "What the hell is this? My giant Sword, the thousands of souls I have accumulated!"

Ye Ling had no expression on his face, pointed at the black-robed Dharma image, and poured mana into the demon-sealing diagram: "Continue! Capture the soul!"

The black-robed monk's Dharma form only felt a vast force pulling him. He struggled desperately, wishing that the strong man would cut off his wrist, and threw away thousands of innocent souls, trying to escape this disaster!

Ye Ling's magic power flew away, his face was a little pale, and he was unable to sustain it. He couldn't take it down completely in one go. Even the vortex of the Demon Sealing Map was a little unstable, and he was about to ask Zixuan to help him.

At this moment, the devil in the water scroll realized that the evil star master was about to stop, the tornado was gradually dissipating, and countless wandering souls were about to drift away and escape. How could he bear this!

"Master, we are here to help you!"

The devil shouted anxiously, wishing he could do anything to show his loyalty! He immediately led the remnant souls of Demon Lord Zhangzu and Haima, and did not hesitate to consume their soul power to turn into a thick ink color and blend into the world of the Shuifu scroll, making the tornado solidify and grow a bit more!

The Silver Dragon's soul fell into a brief silence, and then dispersed its soul power and merged into the water palace scroll.

The Demon Sealing Diagram in Ye Ling's hand emitted a dazzling brilliance in the blink of an eye, and the power of absorbing souls was like a whale swallowing water. Together with the black-robed monk's ten-foot-long dharma image, all the innocent souls were captured in it!

Looking at the black-robed monk again, his true form is now revealed. He looks like a withered man, with blue streaks all over his body, like a beggar. Even his breath is much weaker, and his cultivation has dropped directly to the early stage of the golden elixir!

Ye Ling said coldly: "An evil heretic like you harms living beings and refines souls for your own use. I will give you an advantage by hacking you to death today!"

At this time, the fat and strong man who was fighting with Wang Shiyuan saw that the black robe was broken and the situation was critical. He immediately ordered the red python to rescue him and take him back to the valley!

"Eight golden locks, seal!"

Ye Ling had already been on guard against the red python's sudden attack. He used the eight-door golden lock, an ancient forbidden method that incorporated the dual meanings of yin and yang, to immediately trap the red python and freeze it in mid-air!

At the same time, Zixuan's dark green sword light flashed past and pierced the python's body, and the poison quickly spread.

The angry black-robed monk was frightened and shouted sternly into the valley: "Brother! Save me..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Ling raised his sword and swung the Shura Demon Sword to slash out the Seven Demons and kill them directly!

Even the remnant souls were taken away by the Demon Sealing Map and became the food that the dragon souls and the demons competed for.

"Who! Kill my brother and take your life!"

The red mist in the valley surged violently, the formation opened wide, the ground shook, and a person flew out from the bottom of the valley. He put away his figure sitting cross-legged in meditation, exuding a monstrous momentum, and teleported directly to the mountain. It turned out to be Yuan Yuan. Ying Zhixiu!

Ye Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to crush the amulet that Fairy Youyue gave him for blood refinement!

Wang Shiyuan was so shocked that he grabbed the wind eagle and retreated quickly! He never expected that there would be Yuanying cultivators sitting in this deep valley. No wonder these two people were so arrogant before, with the support of Yuanying evil cultivators behind them.

The fat and strong man cried as if he had seen a relative: "Brother! You finally came out of retreat! It was him who broke the second brother's Dharma image! And this woman with a peachy face but a vicious heart poisoned the red python raised by the eldest brother!"

This Yuanying evil cultivator seemed to be a zombie that came out of the mud, exuding a rotten smell, and there were bulges on his face like a toad, looking very evil!

At this moment, he was furious, pointing at Ye Ling and the other two, and said in a hoarse and gloomy voice: "While I was in retreat, you broke into my valley, killed my brothers, and poisoned the red python! Tell me! Who sent you? Was it the Temple of the Gods? Or the Kaiyang Envoy! When did you find my residence?"

When the Yuanying evil cultivator said this, the red mist in the valley filled the air, as if to cover the entire mountain, cutting off their retreat and blocking foreign enemies from breaking in. ..

Outside the mountain, Liang Yuzhu, Han Wanrong and others on the Bishui Qilin waited for the return of the senior brother, junior brother and Zixuan, and looked at the mountain of Bingling Rock Mine from afar, but they could not find any trace of them.

Liang Yuzhu murmured to herself: "Strange! Where did they go? They haven't come back for half a day. Did they find a better quality Bingling Stone? Or even a new Bingling Mine?"

Just then, a raging red fog rose up and covered the top of the mountain!

Lu Binglan looked at it and screamed: "Not good! They must be in danger!"