Farming in the Immortal Mansion

At this time, Ye Ling had been traveling underground for most of the night on his earthen boat. He had traveled thousands of miles away from Chaoyang Peak.

This speed was slower than the flying sword of a monk in the early stages of foundation building. Especially when encountering the hard spiritual rock underground, the earth boat was climbing like an old cow, which made Ye Ling unbearable.

"The distance from Chaoyang Peak to Laiyang City at the southern end of Donglai Island is at least hundreds of thousands of miles. Although Earth Escape is relatively safe and can avoid the perception of most East China Sea monsters, if we travel slowly like this, when can we Rush to Laiyang City?"

Ye Ling thought to himself and thought about the situation on Donglai Island. It was obvious that the Xianmen Alliance was short of manpower and was still in a defensive posture in the battle of the East China Sea. The Qingman Mountains were invaded by the demon cultivators from the East China Sea and were almost flattened; as well as an important fortress like Chaoyang Peak, which was defended by only 300 people and was isolated and helpless, all showed this dilemma.

"On Donglai Island, the Xianmen Alliance cannot completely control it, and the East China Sea Demon Cultivator cannot completely invade it. There is no doubt that both sides are in a state of interlocking and stalemate. Because of this, the island seems chaotic and dangerous, but it is also It’s unlikely that there will be a large group of monsters inhabiting it, so it’s suitable for me to be on my way in a hurry!”

Thinking of this, Ye Ling controlled the earth boat to break out of the ground! A large amount of floating dust stirred up, covering Ye Ling's figure.

When Ye Ling dispersed his consciousness and realized that the surrounding area was a wilderness with no human habitation and no monsters, Ye Ling waved his sleeves to brush away the dust, and walked out of the boat with a protective light.

Whoosh!

The earth boat turned into a three-inch square and fell into Ye Ling's palm. Ye Ling inspected it carefully and sighed slightly when he saw signs of wear on it.

Ye Ling looked south again, and could vaguely see the sea and sky, which was quite a distance from the coast.

"Several major groups of demon cultivators in the East China Sea have been planted with blood-killing curses. They vowed to tear me into pieces and avenge the demon lord Zhangzu. Fortunately, the gods were thoughtful and gave me the teleportation stone and the transformation Put on the aura of the Flame Witch Robe here! I want to see if wearing this legendary robe of the Flame Wizard of the Ancient Fire Barbarian Land can really change the breath and increase the combat power?"

Ye Ling patted the storage bag, and the evil blood-colored robe floated in mid-air, as if it had accumulated too much blood-evil energy after years of vicissitudes. Ye Ling looked like an evil cultivator.

When he put it on his body, the flame witch robe was added to his body, and he instantly felt the blood surge, and the blood was hot! The whole body also exudes a strong blood evil aura, as if covered with a light layer of blood mist.

Ye Ling finally suppressed the surging energy and blood in his body, and gradually adapted to the blessing effect brought by the Flame Witch Robe. He spread out the palm of his right hand, condensed a ball of Three Nether Demon Flames, and blasted it out, flying out in four directions in the blink of an eye. More than ten feet, it fell to the ground and made a big hole!

Both the distance and the power are 20 to 30% higher than before, even further than the spell attack range of the ninth-level foundation-building peak monk!

Ye Ling's excitement was beyond words, and he praised continuously: "It is indeed a treasure of the temples! Although the blood evil aura is a bit heavier and looks a bit weird, the blessing of combat power is genuine! Such a heavy blood evil power The aura completely covers up my own aura, and I think I can avoid the detection of the blood-killing curse from the East China Sea Monster Clan."

Ye Ling tried to summon the seventh-level ice butterfly and red-fire green-tailed leopard again. As soon as the two spiritual beasts landed on the ground, everyone was shocked!

Before the red-fire green-tailed leopard could see clearly, the face of its owner, who was wearing a bloody robe, looked up to the sky and roared, exuding powerful pressure!

"Noisy!"

Ye Ling snorted coldly, and the roar of the red-fire green-tailed leopard stopped suddenly. He trembled all over and stared blankly at his master with wide leopard eyes, similar to those of copper bells.

Bingdie looked at the master seventy-two times, and finally said: "Master! Is it really you? Have you not been taken away by evil cultivators? Why is your aura so weird!"