Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Cui Jing never expected that the snow ape soul reflected in the seemingly ordinary ancient mirror magic weapon would be so powerful! It scared him out of his wits! He hurriedly crushed a golden talisman and instantly formed a large golden bell, covering them.

when!

The violent ringing of the bell rippled hundreds of feet away, shaking the mountains and rocks. Young Master Zhou Zhou in the shadow formation and the core disciples of the Dixuan Immortal Sect under him were all knocked upside down by the ringing of the bell.

However, at this time, Ye Ling's mana was almost drained by the Zhaoyaojian, and his face was extremely pale. Amidst the deafening ringing of the bell, Ye Ling quickly put away the Zhaoyaojian, and the snow ape beast soul also dissipated.

Fortunately, Cui Jing and other elite disciples of the Spirit Talisman Immortal Sect under the golden bell were the first to bear the brunt. They had not recovered from the stunned state for a while and were unable to come out to fight back.

This gave Ye Ling some time to relax and swallowed the Jibaimai Elixir to restore his mana. At the same time, Hongtang, Qingwan, Hong Guanlin and Yao Guangxu quickly regained their composure and got ahead of Ye Ling. They just waited for the golden bell to dissipate and give Cui Jing and the others A head-on strike.

Unexpectedly, the golden bell talisman lasted for more than ten breaths. People outside could not attack it, but Cui Jing and the others inside got rid of the stunned state one by one.

Cui Jing gritted his teeth and pointed at Ye Ling, and said bitterly: "I underestimated you. You actually have such a precious mirror. You are so cruel! But don't get too proud too early. I have a lot of ancient spiritual talismans!" What’s the point of using one?”

When he said this, the corner of Cui Jing's mouth twitched obviously, and he was obviously in extreme physical pain, but he still spoke plausibly and spoke nonchalantly.

"Junior brothers! Kill Mu Han at all costs!"

Cui Jing shouted while waving away the afterimage of the ancient golden bell talisman, and led his junior brothers to launch a crazy revenge, killing Ye Ling and Hong Guanlin.

"Hold me for a moment!"

Ye Ling's cold voice sounded. Hong Guanlin and Yao Guangxu thought he was planning to inject magic power into Zhaoyaojian again, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Unexpectedly, before Ye Ling's magic power could fully recover, he ducked and flew outside the shadow formation that trapped Mr. Zhou and others.

"Fellow Daoist Mu! What are you going to do? This formation is very strong, and the spirit stones that run the formation are all integrated into it. The formation's circulation cannot be broken!"

Mr. Zhou sighed helplessly, and the other core disciples of the Dixuan Immortal Sect also lamented that the tiger fell to Pingyang and was bullied by the dog, and they were unable to do anything.

Cui Jingzheng was fighting with Hong Guanlin. If he hadn't been afraid of his poison attack, he would have approached and blasted out the magic talisman. At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he saw the evil cultivator Mu Han arriving in front of the shadow formation. He couldn't help but laugh loudly and said proudly: "Mu Han ! Even if the Golden Core cultivator comes here, he won’t be able to break through this ancient formation, let alone you! Give up as soon as possible!”

Who would have thought that Ye Ling didn't use magic weapons or magic flames to bombard him, he just pointed his finger to pinch out the seal and swatted it down at the eye of the shadow formation!

"Huh?!" Cui Jing's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Ye Ling's move in horror. He was momentarily distracted, causing Hong Guanlin's poisonous smoke to hit him like a tide.

With Cui Jing's cry of pain, the shadow formation collapsed!

At this time, not only the elite disciples of the Lingfu Immortal Sect who were fighting fiercely with Hongtang and Yao Guangxu all changed their colors! Even Young Master Zhou and other core disciples of the Xuanxian Sect could hardly believe what they were seeing!

"Ah! We are finally out of trouble!"

"Fellow Daoist Mu can break the formation so easily! It's incredible!"

Young Master Zhou Mingzhao shouted in surprise and joy on Thursday: "Fellow Taoist Mu, I really have you! This bag of three million spiritual stones is for you. I will keep my word! You can share it with your teammates. Brothers , come with me and destroy the despicable Cui Jing child!"

"Destroy them! Destroy them!" The morale of the core disciples of the Dixuan Immortal Sect was high. One by one, they were like tigers descending from the mountain. They each sacrificed their heavy magic weapons, waved their fists as big as bowls, and blasted out fist shadows. The fists were fierce, and they all went towards The Spirit Talisman Immortal Sect disciples are saying hello!

The pressure on Hongtang and the others was immediately relieved! Yao Guangxu also retreated sweating profusely. Only Hong Guanlin succeeded in poisoning Cui Jing and pursued him like a shadow.