Farming in the Immortal Mansion

"No! It's a fourth-order monster!" Everyone's pupils shrank sharply. Just from the powerful pressure of this spirit turtle, they immediately judged that it was a fourth-order monster in the foundation-building stage.

Shang Junyi was heartbroken. Seeing that he was not far away from Ye Ling, a fourth-level demon turtle appeared and knocked away his second junior brother Wang Gan. He also blocked their way impartially. At this point, Shang Junyi could only stop his walking steps and subconsciously stepped back several feet, fully alert to save his own life first.

Yuan Hao's face turned green with fright. He was used to watching his companions kill third-level demon deer in the second wave of beasts. He thought that there was no stronger one in this group of demon beasts. Who would have thought that something unexpected happened? A fourth-level spirit turtle popped out, making Yuan Hao's heart sink, and he thought to himself: "Is this how Ye Ling can escape?"

The servants behind him were even worse. When they saw that they were fourth-level monsters in the foundation-building stage, they were so frightened that Zhang ran back in panic.

After all, the four young masters of Nansheng have been in battle for a long time and have high cultivation levels. They are all at the Dzogchen stage of Qi training. Except for Wang Qian who is unconscious, Shang Junyi and the other three have entered a fighting state. They were all extremely careful and stared at the huge spirit turtle in front of them with vigilance.

"Good-for-nothing!" Shang Junyi glared contemptuously at the servant of the Yuan family who ran back, and reassured the rich man Yuan Hao: "Don't be afraid! With the strength of the three of us, we are the fourth level of foundation building." Monsters, we can also fight! What's more, this fourth-level spirit turtle may not cause trouble for us. It was the second brother who accidentally bumped into it."

Yuan Hao finally regained his composure and nodded repeatedly: "That's right! You two carry Mr. Wang on your back. Let's take a detour right now to avoid the spirit turtle. It's important to chase Ye Ling!"

How could they know that the fourth-level spirit turtle was deliberately released by Ye Ling? How could they let them go!

Just as Shang Junyi led everyone to wait for an opportunity to go around, the fourth-order spirit turtle rolled on the spot, and the hard turtle shell crushed it over, and there was a burst of exclamation!

The third young master of Nan Sheng Sect is indeed a monk at the peak of the ninth level of Qi training. His body skills are so good that he is no slower than the fourth level earth monster spirit turtle. He dodged them all.

Although Yuan Hao is at the ninth level of Qi training and is slightly worse than them, his equipment is not bad at all. His third-level top-quality Ule boots are also extremely fast and he can dodge them as well.

The servants next to him were in bad luck. No matter in terms of equipment, cultivation, or strength, they were not as good as the young master. Suddenly, there was a cry of pain!

The most unlucky person was Wang Qian, who suffered the same fate as the two servants who had just helped him up. He was rolled over by the fourth-level spirit turtle, and his flesh and blood were blurred. In the state of unconsciousness, he became confused. Got the 'meat' pie.

"Ah! Second son! You died so miserably!" Shang Junyi's face turned pale with shock, and the fourth young master of Nan Sheng became the third young master in an instant!

His two junior brothers were also frightened. They clutched the gold magic weapon in their hands and became more and more cautious. Among them, the silver-clothed monk glared at Young Master Yuan: "Yuan Hao! Your men are all a bunch of losers. Even I and I Senior brother is not taking good care of you, huh, no matter what, you must give me an extra 100,000 spirit stones to deal with the aftermath of my second senior brother! Otherwise, our Nan Sheng Sect will never let you go."

Yuan Hao was shocked and angry. This was the third young master of Nan Sheng who wanted to make a fortune, and he actually said it in a high-sounding and aggressive way! But now that there are monsters everywhere, and there is the threat of the fourth-level spirit turtle in front of him, it is really not the time to fall out, so Yuan Hao has no choice but to calm down and nod in agreement.

At this moment, at the end of the second wave of beasts, the figure familiar to them in a moon-white satin gown stood motionless, with his hands folded across his chest, as if watching the excitement from a distance.

Yuan Hao suddenly raised his head and saw that Ye Ling had not run far away. He seemed to be watching. He couldn't help but feel that his lungs were about to burst. He roared: "Damn it! This kid is watching from the other side, watching us fight with the fourth-order monster. Could it be that he is thinking about Wang Qian? When we are gone, will you come up and grab his equipment? No! If I don’t kill him tonight, I, Yuan Hao, will not be a human being!”

Yuan Hao's speculation was provocative and angered Shang Junyi and the other three.

Shang Junyi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he said in a deep voice: "Young Master Yuan, we will defend you against a wave of fourth-order spirit turtles. If you lead them quickly, you will end up Ye Ling's life!"

This was what Yuan Hao was waiting for. Seeing the three young masters of the Nan Sheng Sect besieging the spirit turtle, he immediately led the remaining four servants and rushed towards Ye Ling's location like hungry wolves.

Ye Ling's cold eyes showed layers of murderous intent. The figure in the moon-white satin gown flashed, using the wind control technique, he flew several miles away!

This time, Ye Ling headed towards the mountain wall on the north side of the Grand Canyon, where there was a fourth-level small medicine spirit waiting for him. There were many rocky beaches and strange rocks, under the dark night. , it seems that the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is a good place to kill!

Sure enough, Ye Ling ran away, followed by Yuan Hao and others in hot pursuit. The gap in cultivation and equipment meant that Yuan's servants did not have much time to distance themselves from their young master.

Ye Ling was already familiar with the terrain of this place from his previous exploration of the little Yao Ling, and he was able to shuttle through the rocks as if he were walking on flat ground! Seeing that Yuan Hao and the servant behind him were dozens of feet away, Ye Ling suddenly stopped and took out the Fire Cloud Bow from the Immortal Palace's jade pendant. He bent the bow and set an arrow, turned around and fired one after another. out!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

More than a dozen sounds pierced through the air, and the burning arrows penetrated the night, all whizzing past Yuan Hao's ears, almost startling him!

"Haha! Do you know how to use bows and arrows? With this kind of strength, I wonder how you defeated Qu Yang? I think you are just a name!" Yuan Hao waited until Ye Ling shot all 18 fire arrows, then laughed out loud.

Ye Ling destroyed the Fire Cloud Bow calmly, and a fireball burned the bow and arrows instantly. Then he stared at Yuan Hao coldly and said in a cold voice: "Yuan Hao, I have been waiting for this day for a long time! You might as well look back first!"

Yuan Hao was slightly stunned, not knowing where Ye Ling got the confidence from, and hurriedly looked back. Who knew that it would be better if he didn't look. When he looked, his face froze!

The four servants under his command were each shot with several fire arrows and were burning in a raging fire!

What shocked Yuan Hao was that these servants died in extreme fear, as if they saw something extremely terrifying before they died! So much so that they didn't even groan when they were shot by Ye Ling's fire arrows!

Yuan Hao felt something was wrong, and then he heard the sound of rocks breaking. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a dark purple ice rock beast walking out of the chaotic rock beach!

"What?! A fourth-level ice rock beast! How could the spirit beast of the mysterious blue-shirted monk appear here?"

Yuan Hao had heard of the name of the mysterious blue-shirted monk for a long time, and had heard of the massacre at the west gate of Fengqiao Town. When he saw the legendary ice rock beast, he was so frightened that his soul left his body and his three souls and seven spirits left!