Lingxiao Immortal Clan

Ling Pengyun saw the expectant look on the face of the old master Bai Ling, and then looked at the two ghost crystals in his hand that the old master Bai Ling handed back.

In addition, with the current chaos, it would be best for the Yan Kingdom to unite as one. He felt relieved and nodded.

"Okay, if your sect encounters an accident during this chaos, as long as I can help, I will definitely take action."

When the old master Bai Ling, who was left with only his last breath, heard this, the last trace of concern in his heart suddenly disappeared into smoke, and his turbid eyes gradually became blurred.

He used his last bit of strength to sit cross-legged on the ground with difficulty, then closed his eyes peacefully, without any breath.

Although several Bailingmen Jindan Daoists around him had expected this scene, they couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Especially those disciples such as Master Baiyuan and Master Duobao, who had a very deep relationship with Master Bailing, all burst into tears.

They were all brought up by Master Bailing, and the golden elixir opportunity was given to them by Master Bailing. Master Bailing was like their elders.

When Ling Pengyun saw this, he sighed lightly.

"Fellow Taoist... go well."

Then, he said to the fake elixir realm "Bailing Zhenren", the eldest disciple of the old master Bailing.

"Take away the body of Fellow Taoist Bai Ling and bury it properly. Don't let the devil get in and ruin Fellow Taoist Bai Ling's final innocence."

Upon seeing this, Master Baiyuan of the Fake Dan Realm immediately thanked Ling Pengyun. Then, he also took out a coffin made of second-level spirit-locking jade, carefully put the body of Master Bailing into it, and prepared it. A good day was chosen and his body was cremated.

Only in this way can we avoid those who are interested in robbing his master's body.

Without Ling Pengyun's words, it was uncertain whether they could safely take away Master Bai Ling's body this time.

After all, Baiyun City is a mixed bag now, and there are monks of all kinds.

The spiritual talisman ancestors of the Jiaomang Lake branch of the Bailing Sect, who had always been unable to deal with them, were also from the Bailing Lao Zhenren's lineage.

Who knows if the ancestors of Lingfu Ancestor will take action at this moment, destroying the body of Old Master Bailing or robbing the body of Old Master Bailing.

The corpses of monks at the ninth level of the Golden Core like Master Bailing are good things and very useful.

Defenses can not do without.

The death of Master Bailing also made these Jindan Masters of the lineage of Master Bailing feel a little solemn.

Their lineage is purely supported by Master Bailing. Now that Master Bailing is dead, no one in their lineage can support Pai Mian.

The strongest one is Duobao Zhenren who is in the middle stage of Jindan.

But this kind of strength is completely inadequate in front of the spiritual talisman ancestors of the Bailingmen Jiaomang Lake branch.

In the lineage of the Lingfu Ancestor, not only the Lingfu Ancestor has reached the middle stage of the Golden Core, but his grandson Wu Hongke with Feng Linggen has also entered the middle stage of the Golden Core, and now his strength has not many opponents in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

This matter is also like a dark cloud, and some of the fake elixir realm Baiyuan Zhenren and other golden elixirs of the Bailing Lao Zhenren lineage are a little breathless.

Although Ling Pengyun was aware of this situation, he didn't want to get involved.

If Master Bailing was his good friend, he might help, but he and Master Bailing could only be regarded as ordinary Taoist friends, and their relationship was not deep. There were some minor conflicts in the early years.

On the contrary, the rivals of Bailing Lao Zhenren's lineage, the Lingfu ancestors of Bailingmen's Jiaomang Lake branch, are all his relatives, and they are his cousin Yang Siling's family.

Under such circumstances, it would be a good idea for him not to help the Lingfu Patriarch lineage to seize the position of the sect leader of the Bailing Sect that was vacated after the death of the old master Bailing.

Then, he looked at the situation outside the city.

Among the countless demonic beasts that besieged Baiyun City, the only remaining golden elixir demon king, the black jade water dragon, had disappeared. The other dozens of golden elixir demon kings and demon cultivators were also fast and ran away.

Only the group of monster beasts with lower cultivation level and slower speed were still within the coverage of his spiritual consciousness.

He frowned slightly.

"It was a waste of time."

Then, he raised his hand and struck the mysterious thunder that was floating in the void outside the city with 50% of its power left into the millions of monster beasts that were fleeing into the distance outside the city.

This mysterious thunder flashing in five colors immediately turned into King Yama, blasting all the monsters blocking the road into charcoal.

Moreover, this thunder struck from the end of the escaping monster group to the front of the group, penetrated the entire group of monsters, and killed at least tens of thousands of monsters. The record was astonishing.

This move also frightened the millions of monsters that followed the black jade water dragon to escape. Even those Qi-training monsters with low intelligence had a look of fear at this moment.

Although they are stupid, they are also afraid of death, and they are even more afraid of Ling Pengyun, the King of Hell.

At this moment, Ling Pengyun's face also showed a smile with countless killing intent.

He then shouted to Ling Penglin who was standing beside him.

"Peng Lin, create a trap formation, trap and kill these millions of Qi-training and Foundation-building monster beasts."

Ling Penglin, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately activated a third-level high-level trapping array that her family had purchased from an established third-level high-level formation mage in her early years.

Then a huge light curtain was transformed, covering the area of ​​100,000 miles around Baiyun City.

Those millions of slower Qi-training and foundation-building monsters were immediately trapped.

"My clan's golden elixir comes with me."

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Ling Pengyun looked at the group of dozens of golden elixir demon kings that had already run out in the distance, said something, and immediately chased after them.

At the same time, he said loudly.

"Fellow Daoists of Chen State, why don't you show up now?"

"If those dozens of Jindan demon kings who escaped from the range of our clan's trap array run away, they can form an army at any time in the future."

"It will be difficult for you to take back the territory of Chen State."

As soon as these words came out, dozens of array flags suddenly appeared in the void in front of the dozens of Jindan demon kings who fled, forming a huge third-level upper-grade trap array.

More than 30 Jindan early and middle-stage demon kings with slower reactions and several Jindan demon cultivators were directly surrounded. No matter how these demon kings and demon cultivators bombarded the trap array, it was difficult to break it in a short time. After all, this array was as high as the third-level upper-grade realm, and even a Jindan perfect strongman could be trapped for a while.

However, more veteran Jindan middle-stage and above demon kings reacted very quickly and escaped this disaster.

Although they wanted to help their trapped kin escape, they were afraid of the King of Hell who was constantly chasing them, so they did not dare to stay for long.

At the same time, they also bypassed the void that suddenly flew out of the formation, and then fled to the distance to avoid another formation flying out of the void.

"Hey."

"If my formation skills were higher, I would have had a chance to cover more demon kings."

From the void that suddenly flew out of the formation, an old voice full of regret came out. (End of this chapter)