Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Seeing the vigilant looks of the two men, Ye Ling smiled slightly: "What you are talking about is Zhongqiu, but is that the vicious-looking middle-aged demon cultivator who was besieged by three people just now? He and I are not the same group! Just don't worry, since It’s great to join forces to deal with me! I’m about to learn the clever tricks of the two! Come on, let’s take action!”

As soon as Ye Ling fought against each other, he already knew the strength of the two of them. Although they were both in the early stage of the golden elixir, their combat power was still far behind his own! Ye Ling was just out of curiosity and wanted to see what the Taoist skills of the Witch Clan mage were like. How was it different from that of the Yueman Saint?

Therefore, he kept provoking the two of them to take action. The more he did this, the more frightened the purple-clothed sword cultivator and the winged fire wizard were, and they were very afraid of him!

Seeing the young monk wearing a moon-white satin gown, once again offering demonic flames, the sword cultivator in purple clothes did not dare to step forward to parry, and hurriedly shouted: "I am willing to bow down! I will give you the cave of the wizard of the witch clan, and I will not follow you." Robbed!"

Saying that, the purple-clothed swordsman hurriedly took up the ancient pine-patterned sword and flew north.

Ye Ling didn't take this to heart. He just wanted to see Master Yihuo's Taoist skills. Ziyi Jianxiu left as soon as he left, and there was no need to keep him.

"Come! Master, fight with me! Use your Wing Fire Witch Clan's most powerful Taoist skills to open up Ye's eyes!"

Ye Ling urged while holding up the Siyou Demon Flame, and only used Taoism to fight with him, without sacrificing the thunder bow, Shura Demon Sword and other magical weapons.

Unexpectedly, even so, the mage of the Winged Fire Witch Clan was still frightened and waved his hands hurriedly: "Fellow Taoist, stay here! If you have anything to say, I'm willing to give in! At the worst, I will free up the cave for you to live in, so why bother to force me?"

While speaking, the Wing Fire Wizard threw out a bamboo sign sealed by magic power, with five black characters engraved on it, Northern Spiritual Vein, Nineteen.

Ye Ling scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found nothing out of the ordinary. He picked it up with a flick of his sleeves. It looked like a cave master's token, used to open the 19th cave of Northern Spirit Vein.

Seeing that the Wing Fire Wizard was in a hurry to leave, Ye Ling jumped up and cast the giant wood curse's dragnet to block his way. He said loudly: "Master, if you don't leave a few hands to let Ye open his eyes, we will leave today." Want to leave!”

The Winged Fire Wizard had no choice but to fight. He made hand gestures and muttered words. His face turned black and red, and it kept changing. In an instant, with a long roar, a fire eagle was sacrificed! Breaking through the dragnet trapped by the giant tree.

"Well, that's interesting!" Ye Ling nodded slightly and wanted to force him to take action again.

At this moment, the Wing Fire Witch Master seemed to have discovered something that frightened him. He pointed to the north and exclaimed: "No! The demon cultivator Zhong Chou is back! Isn't that the sword cultivator's head?"

Before Ye Ling had time to look, he immediately felt a fierce pressure! Immediately afterwards, the sound of the sword cutting through the air from far to near was the arrival of the fierce demon cultivator's flying sword filled with black energy!

Ye Ling took out the Shura Demon Sword without hesitation, turned around and slashed, shouting: "Desolate Fire Slash!"

In an instant, the bright red light with the churning demonic energy met the sword light shrouded in black energy!

Buzz!

There was a trembling sound of swords clashing, and the sound was endless!

Under the fiery and violent aura of the Shura Demon Sword, the sword light shrouded in black energy could no longer withstand it, and gradually became darker.

"Take it!" The ferocious-looking demon cultivator Zhongchou quickly removed his black flying sword and looked at Ye Ling's Shura Demonic Sword with a greedy look on his face!

"What a magic sword! It can withstand my seven powers! Hand over the magic sword obediently, otherwise, the four of them will be your role models!"

Zhong Qiu smiled evilly, and the four heads tied around his waist were bleeding freely!

Ye Ling suddenly turned around, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but frown, and was secretly shocked. It turned out that the three people who besieged him, and the purple-clothed sword cultivator who had just left, were all killed in his hands!

(End of chapter)

Seeing the vigilant looks of the two men, Ye Ling smiled slightly: "What you are talking about is Zhongqiu, but is that the vicious-looking middle-aged demon cultivator who was besieged by three people just now? He and I are not the same group! Just don't worry, since It’s great to join forces to deal with me! I’m about to learn the clever tricks of the two! Come on, let’s take action!”

As soon as Ye Ling fought against each other, he already knew the strength of the two of them. Although they were both in the early stage of the golden elixir, their combat power was still far behind his own! Ye Ling was just out of curiosity and wanted to see what the Taoist skills of the Witch Clan mage were like. How was it different from that of the Yueman Saint?

Therefore, he kept provoking the two of them to take action. The more he did this, the more frightened the purple-clothed sword cultivator and the winged fire wizard were, and they were very afraid of him!

Seeing the young monk wearing a moon-white satin gown, once again offering demonic flames, the sword cultivator in purple clothes did not dare to step forward to parry, and hurriedly shouted: "I am willing to bow down! I will give you the cave of the wizard of the witch clan, and I will not follow you." Robbed!"

Saying that, the purple-clothed swordsman hurriedly took up the ancient pine-patterned sword and flew north.

Ye Ling didn't take this to heart. He just wanted to see Master Yihuo's Taoist skills. Ziyi Jianxiu left as soon as he left, and there was no need to keep him.

"Come! Master, fight with me! Use your Wing Fire Witch Clan's most powerful Taoist skills to open up Ye's eyes!"

Ye Ling urged while holding up the Siyou Demon Flame, and only used Taoism to fight with him, without sacrificing the thunder bow, Shura Demon Sword and other magical weapons.

Unexpectedly, even so, the mage of the Winged Fire Witch Clan was still frightened and waved his hands hurriedly: "Fellow Taoist, stay here! If you have anything to say, I'm willing to give in! At the worst, I will free up the cave for you to live in, so why bother to force me?"

While speaking, the Wing Fire Wizard threw out a bamboo sign sealed by magic power, with five black characters engraved on it, Northern Spiritual Vein, Nineteen.

Ye Ling scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found nothing out of the ordinary. He picked it up with a flick of his sleeves. It looked like a cave master's token, used to open the 19th cave of Northern Spirit Vein.

Seeing that the Wing Fire Wizard was in a hurry to leave, Ye Ling jumped up and cast the giant wood curse's dragnet to block his way. He said loudly: "Master, if you don't leave a few hands to let Ye open his eyes, we will leave today." Want to leave!”

The Winged Fire Wizard had no choice but to fight. He made hand gestures and muttered words. His face turned black and red, and it kept changing. In an instant, with a long roar, a fire eagle was sacrificed! Breaking through the dragnet trapped by the giant tree.

"Well, that's interesting!" Ye Ling nodded slightly and wanted to force him to take action again.

At this moment, the Wing Fire Witch Master seemed to have discovered something that frightened him. He pointed to the north and exclaimed: "No! The demon cultivator Zhong Chou is back! Isn't that the sword cultivator's head?"

Before Ye Ling had time to look, he immediately felt a fierce pressure! Immediately afterwards, the sound of the sword cutting through the air from far to near was the arrival of the fierce demon cultivator's flying sword filled with black energy!

Ye Ling took out the Shura Demon Sword without hesitation, turned around and slashed, shouting: "Desolate Fire Slash!"

In an instant, the bright red light with the churning demonic energy met the sword light shrouded in black energy!

Buzz!

There was a trembling sound of swords clashing, and the sound was endless!

Under the fiery and violent aura of the Shura Demon Sword, the sword light shrouded in black energy could no longer withstand it, and gradually became darker.

"Take it!" The ferocious-looking demon cultivator Zhongchou quickly removed his black flying sword and looked at Ye Ling's Shura Demonic Sword with a greedy look on his face!

"What a magic sword! It can withstand my seven powers! Hand over the magic sword obediently, otherwise, the four of them will be your role models!"

Zhong Qiu smiled evilly, and the four heads tied around his waist were bleeding freely!

Ye Ling suddenly turned around, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but frown, and was secretly shocked. It turned out that the three people who besieged him, and the purple-clothed sword cultivator who had just left, were all killed in his hands!

(End of chapter)