Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The surviving Zhou family disciples were so frightened that their legs and feet became weak after being frightened by Ye Ling's Shura Blood Blade. They rolled down Zixiao Peak in pee and stumbled back to report the news.

Lu Binglan's beautiful figure appeared in front of Ye Ling again, and she sighed quietly: "You have caused trouble again, once in the Immortal Shadow Secret Realm, once outside the Wood Puppet Immortal Sect, and now you have returned to the Tiandan Immortal Sect, and you are still killing people."

Ye Ling said calmly: "You and I are different. You have been the eldest daughter of the Lu family in Maple Bridge Town since you were a child. In addition, with your single ice spirit root, you are the proud daughter of heaven, no matter who you are. I don’t dare to provoke you. But since I was a child, I lived alone in the bridge of Fengqiao and experienced all the hardships in the world. Then I entered the path of spiritual cultivation. It is not easy to survive today even if I don’t cooperate with you! When people fight, someone will come to oppress me. If I don’t fight, I will not escape my fate.”

Lu Binglan fell into silence. She also had a deep understanding of the cruelty of the world of immortality, natural selection, and the predation of the weak. She respected herself and others. If it were her, it would be difficult for her to be as cold and perseverant as Ye Ling.

Only Xiao Xing'er clapped her hands and praised Uncle Ye for killing well! However, she also knew that killing fellow disciples was a serious crime, and she blinked her big eyes at Uncle Ye with some worry, and suggested: "Uncle, before the two ancestors of the Zhou family know about it, run away! Go out and take shelter for a while. For now, after Master Liu from Dongzhu Ling Mountain takes care of the matter, it won’t be too late to come back.”

Ye Ling shook his head: "You dare to act like a real man! What's more, it's their fault. They came here to seek death themselves. They can't blame me for being too harsh! Haha, little Xing'er doesn't have to be afraid. At worst, you can follow Miss Lu to Ice Lotus Peak. It won’t hurt you.”

At this moment, Zhou Minghui, the sixth son of the Zhou Immortal Cultivation Family, was gathering his men, preparing to give Ye Ling, who had just returned to the Immortal Sect, a showdown. Who would have expected that before he could take action, transmission notes flew like snowflakes, informing him of what had happened at Zixiao Peak.

Zhou Minghui crushed the transmission talisman, and his originally handsome face became ferocious and terrifying!

"Damn it! The man named Ye, I haven't settled the score with you yet! He actually killed the people I sent out in the Immortal Gate Forbidden Area. Come with me! The man named Ye killed our Zhou clan members, and I and him are incompatible with each other! "

Everyone was shocked and asked what had happened. They all gnashed their teeth and cursed:

"The boy surnamed Ye is so ruthless. He slaughters his fellow disciples as soon as he comes back! Not only does he ignore the rules of the sect, he also shows naked contempt for uncle Zhou Yuan and Zhou Xingwu!"

"These tribesmen who died were all sent by the Sixth Young Master. The man named Ye killed them at will. This is a slap in your face, Young Master! We must not forgive him, we must bring him to justice and bind him Go to the Immortal Gate Hall!”

Under the push of these people, Zhou Minghui was so angry that he waved his hands and said: "Bring him to justice? Ridiculous! In Ye Ling's eyes, are there any rules? I heard that the ancestors of the Immortal Sect attach great importance to his alchemy. Whether he sends his talent to the Qingxu Peak of the main mountain, or even to the Yunhai Mountain of Tianlan Mountain, will the ancestor of the Immortal Sect reprimand him because of a few minor Qi practitioners? "

After hearing this, these disciples of the Zhou family were immediately discouraged and said with a grimace: "No wonder Ye Ling dares to do whatever he wants in the Immortal Sect. It turns out that he has the support of the Immortal Sect ancestors behind him. Hey! No wonder Uncle Yuan and Uncle Zhou Xingwu are fighting with his master Liu Juntang In the previous disputes over Zixiao Peak, I didn’t get the slightest advantage, and even Master He didn’t dare to take sides at will. This is the reason!”

"Then Mr. Six, what's your idea? All of our brothers will listen to you!"

Zhou Minghui glanced at the sixth-order goshawk, and then remembered the words of the two great masters who told him that he must avenge Uncle Chong and never let the family monks die in vain. So Zhou Minghui weighed for a long time, his eyebrows twisted into knots, and finally made up his mind. : "Since the man named Ye killed a member of my Zhou clan, I dare to kill him in the Immortal Sect!"

"Yes! We are also foundation-building monks after all. Although we are not as good as the Sixth Young Master in terms of status and status in the family, we are definitely no worse than the one with the surname Ye! There is no need for the Sixth Young Master to do it himself, I will deal with him for you!"

"If you want to kill him, you have to kill him early! In order to prevent Dongzhuling Mountain from being alarmed, even if Mr. Liu Juntang doesn't come in person and sends his eldest disciple Wang Shiyuan, we won't be able to bear it."

This sentence touched Zhou Minghui's sore spot, and he jumped three feet high like a corpse. He led the crowd to Zixiao Peak in a hurry, making sure to get ahead of Wang Shiyuan.

When they arrived at Zixiao Peak, they saw corpses strewn all over the ground, all of which were Zhou family's children. They were all furious and strongly encouraged the Sixth Young Master to kill Ye Ling.

"Ye, come out!"

Zhou Minghui shouted loudly, and there were no less than dozens of Zhou family disciples behind him, all of whom followed the shouting.

Ye Ling was in retreat at the Zixiao Peak Cave, planning to refine the puppets of the three sword spirits of water, wood, and earth, and then practice the Five Spirit Illusion Techniques. Suddenly, he heard another commotion under Zixiao Peak, and simply ignored them and allowed them to call for formation.

Zhou Minghui shouted for a long time but no one answered, and he was even more angry. He led his people to attack Zixiao Peak, and he must find Ye Ling.

Ye Ling heard their footsteps, and heard little Xing'er's anxious cry outside the cave, and said calmly: "Little Xing'er, don't worry, you can hide in the mountain behind Zixiao Peak, or go to Ice Lotus Peak for temporary shelter. After their blood splatters on Zixiao Peak, we will bring people over to clean up."

While talking, Ye Ling took out a storage bag of top-grade fifth-level blue ice vine seeds. He could take advantage of his commanding position and the terrain of Zixiao Peak to use the blue ice vine entanglement technique to make them suffer.

As for the Jiugong Flag Talisman, Ye Ling used it to trap the old monsters in Jindan. They are not worthy of using the Talisman to deal with these people!

"Zhou Minghui has come to trouble me several times. Now, Zixiao Peak is your place of peace!"

Ye Ling thought to himself, and was about to go out to fight, when suddenly, a familiar eagle call came from the eastern sky!

Ye Ling curled up the corners of his mouth, pushed open the Zixiao Peak cave door, cupped his hands and fists in the direction of Diao Ming, and said loudly: "Some trivial things have alarmed senior brother, I am ashamed!"

Zhou Minghui's face turned pale with shock, and the chirping sound was like a needle pricking his heart, making him tremble all over!

"Wang Shiyuan! It's Wang Shiyuan again! Mr. Ye, I've learned a lot about the traditions of Dongzhuling Mountain. I'm asking you to live for two more days before we leave!"

Zhou Minghui stumbled and sighed angrily, fearing that Wang Shiyuan would catch up, so he hurriedly threw his flying sword and escaped.

At this moment, Ye Ling used the entanglement technique and spilled a large number of top-grade blue ice vine seeds. They were scattered everywhere along the mountain wind. Countless fifth-level blue ice vines grew wildly, like a network of blue ice vines that covered the sky and the sun. Likewise, it blocked the path of Zhou Minghui and others.

"I just listened to your screams for a long time, and now you want to run away? How can you come to Ye's Zixiao Peak and leave whenever you want? Leave them all to me!"

Ye Ling's cold voice resounded throughout Zixiao Peak. Zhou Minghui and dozens of others did not expect that he had such a hand. Most of them were entangled in the blue ice vines and froze into ice sculptures in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Minghui's cultivation level is relatively high, and the magic weapons are all top-notch. Although he was not entangled, he crawled out of the blue ice vines in a panic. Just as he was about to escape, the seventh-level wind sculpture, which was comparable to the early stage of the Golden Elixir, stopped. By his side!

"Young Master Saturday, we meet again!" Wang Shiyuan stared at him with a dull expression and sighed: "You are really getting better and better. It's nothing more than defeat at my hands. You can't even defeat my junior brother." , Hahaha! You, the Zhou family, have all been humiliated."