Lingxiao Immortal Clan

A few hours later.

Just as Ling Pengyun rode the Fairy Crane King, left Tuyuan Market, flew nearly two thousand miles, and was only a thousand miles away from returning to the Rock Scale Snake Cave.

But suddenly he found a small black dot in the air a few miles ahead, flying straight towards him.

Ling Pengyun saw this scene and his expression changed.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, performed the technique of looking at the air, and his eyesight was blessed. Ling Pengyun could see the black dot flying quickly a few miles ahead clearly.

The black shadow was a cultivator who controlled a flying boat, and this cultivator was "Luo Qiuming", whose three natal formation flags were destroyed by Ling Pengyun in the battle of the sand and soil vein two years ago.

At the same time, Ling Pengyun also noticed that a cultivator who controlled a flying boat was chasing him a few miles behind him.

And the cultivator who was chasing him was Luo Qiuming's father, Luo Minghui, the patriarch of the Luoxia Luo clan, who had the eighth level of foundation building.

Seeing the two people appearing at the same time, Ling Pengyun frowned and his eyes flashed with worry.

Ling Pengyun would not think that it was a coincidence that Luo Qiuming and Luo Minghui, one blocking his way and the other following him, were just coincidence.

He was not afraid of Luo Qiuming, who was only at the third level of foundation building. With his strength, he could kill Luo Qiuming alone, after all, his cultivation was there.

But Luo Minghui, who was chasing behind him, was a veteran eighth-level foundation building cultivator with many tricks.

A few years ago, in the battle of sand and soil veins, Ling Yunhong, the strongest of the Ling family, almost died in the hands of this person after only a hundred moves.

It can be seen that this person has extraordinary combat power.

Ling Pengyun glanced at the flying boat controlled by Luo Minghui, the eighth-level foundation building strongman, who was chasing behind him.

When he realized that the flying boat under Luo Minghui's feet was of the second-level middle grade,

he was even less confident that he could escape.

If a second-level medium-grade flying boat flies at full speed, it can reach 60,000 miles a day, which is twice the speed of the fairy crane king Ling Pengyun is riding.

Under such circumstances, no matter how Ling Pengyun escapes, he will probably be caught up by Luo Minghui behind him in a short time.

Moreover, there is Luo Qiuming, a roadblock in front of him.

"There is no escape."

Thinking back, Ling Pengyun immediately took out a token engraved with the word "Yan" from his storage bag and crushed it.

This token was given to Ling Pengyun by Zhang Yan, the deputy head of the Bailingmen Deacon Hall, when he went to the Rock Scale Snake Cave when Yuanzhou was just opened up three years ago.

He also asked Ling Pengyun to crush it if he encountered danger.

"Now, it depends on whether Senior Zhang Yan will come as soon as possible for the sake of cousin Si Ling." After Ling Pengyun sighed lightly, he looked at Luo Qiuming, who was driving a second-level low-grade flying boat a few miles ahead, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"I almost died in today's battle. If Senior Zhang Yan hadn't arrived in time, I would have died here."

"Without me, the family will definitely lose strength."

"In the future, the family will be at a disadvantage in the friction with the Luo family."

"No matter what, we must take away the life of Luo Qiuming, who is at the third level of foundation building, to reduce the overall strength of the Luo family and at the same time take someone with us."

Thinking of this, the fierce light in Ling Pengyun's eyes became even stronger.

He quickly waved his hand and patted the storage bag on his waist, and summoned the two magic weapons, the Qinggang mother-and-child flying sword and the eighteen Qingling swords.

As soon as these three magic weapons were taken out, Ling Pengyun injected spiritual power into them respectively.

The tips of the two Qinggang mother-and-child swords burst out two six-zhang sword beams.

The eighteen Qingling swords quickly formed a sword formation, and then turned into a fusion sword formation, which turned into a five-zhang long sword beam.

At the same time, Ling Pengyun pinched his fingers and condensed a special blue seal covered with sword light.

This blue seal spun around, and a blue light flashed, directly transforming into a ten-zhang long urging blue sword light.

When this ten-zhang sword light was formed, the fairy crane king he was sitting on also flew several miles again, approaching Luo Qiuming, who was driving the flying boat in front, about one or two miles away.

This range is the area that Ling Pengyun's consciousness can cover, and it is also the range that can be attacked.

"Die."

Ling Pengyun roared, wielding the Qinggang mother-and-child flying sword, the Rong character sword formation, and the ten-zhang long blue sword light three attacks, directly hitting Luo Qiuming in front.

At the same time, he patted the fairy crane king who was in the early stage of foundation building.

Although there was no master recognition restriction as a medium between the fairy crane king and Ling Pengyun, the two had been stationed in the Rock Scale Snake Cave together for many years. Even without the master recognition restriction, the two could understand each other's intentions.

The fairy crane king let out a cry, spread his wings, and a fierce gale appeared in the air with more than 200 feather arrows.

In the blink of an eye, a combination of magic feather arrow tornado gale condensed and quickly hit Luo Qiuming.

A mile away.

Luo Qiuming, who was acting as a roadblock, saw that Ling Pengyun's first move was a killing move, and the feather arrow tornado gale shot by the fairy crane king in the early stage of foundation building was not weak, and a trace of fear was inadvertently revealed in his expression.

However, this trace of fear soon dissipated into smoke, and a hint of hatred rose on his face.

Two years ago, in the battle of the sand and soil vein, three of his natal formation flags were destroyed by Ling Pengyun.

In order to repair the three missing formation flags, Luo spent a lot of money.

But even so, the three repaired natal flags were not refined together with the other flags. This resulted in the power of Luo Qiu Ming's natal flags being at least 10% weaker than before.

What's more, the destruction of three formation flags caused him to be seriously injured. It took him nearly two years and nearly two months to recover from his injuries.

This also slowed down the progress of his cultivation.

If not, just with the resources to repair the three formation flags and the two years of healing time, he might have entered the middle stage of foundation building.

For monks, the hatred of blocking the road is greater than the sky.

Furthermore, if it hadn't been for Ling Pengyun, he, Luo Shi, would have won the first place in the battle of the sand ore veins and gained an additional share of the semi-formed ore veins. The value of the semi-formed ore veins' share would not be much.

"Today I will definitely hold down this damn Ling Pengyun and let dad kill him here."

Luo Qiuming swore secretly.

When the attack came, he did not dodge, lest Ling Pengyun take the opportunity to ride the Fairy Crane King, which was slightly faster than the second-order low-grade flying boat, and escape from his hands, missing the opportunity to kill Ling Pengyun.

In order to kill Ling Pengyun, he and Luo Minghui spent a lot of effort, and then found out that Ling Pengyun often went to Tuyuanfang City in recent years.

That's why today's interception and killing took place.

Luo Qiuming opened his mouth and called out twelve thumb-sized yellow formation flags from his dantian.

These twelve thumb-sized yellow sand eroded the formation flags. As soon as the yellow light appeared, they quickly grew several times in size and turned into the size of normal formation flags.

Immediately afterwards, under the control of Luo Qiuming, the set of formation flags flew quickly, formed a formation, and transformed into countless yellow sands with flashing auras, attacking the set of green steel flying swords, the Fusion Word Sword Formation, and The ten-foot-long Blue Sea Sky Sword and the feather arrow tornado were directly involved in the formation.

Two years ago, this yellow sand erosion formation was no match for Ling Pengyun, and Ling Pengyun even destroyed three formation flags in a short period of time.

What's more, now that Ling Pengyun has the help of the Immortal Spirit Crane King, the power of Luo Qiu Ming's formation has been reduced by about 10%.

At Ling Pengyun's signal, the feathered arrow tornado struck by the Fairy Crane King was rolled up by the strong wind, and more than 70% of the eroding yellow sand in the yellow sand erosion formation was swept into the feathered arrow tornado. Inside.

Ling Pengyun also took the opportunity to control the three attacks of the ten-foot-long bright blue sword light, the green steel flying sword, and the Rongzi sword formation, breaking through countless yellow sand and heading straight towards Luo Qiu Ming.

Luo Qiuming was not afraid. He patted the storage bag on his waist and took out a yellow copper bell.

This yellow copper bell has a grade as high as the second-grade mid-grade, and is called the Yellow Sand Bell. It is Luo Minghui, whose father built the eighth floor. For today's battle, he specifically relied on some second-grade sand crystals obtained by Luo from the sand veins. Entrust a familiar second-level mid-level weapon refiner from Bailingmen to refine it.

As Luo Qiu Ming transferred his spiritual power into the yellow sand copper bell, the yellow sand copper bell also propped up a huge shadow of the bronze bell, protecting Luo Qiu Ming.

The next moment, the ten-foot-long Blue Sea Sky Sword, the Blue Steel Flying Sword, and the Rongzi Sword Formation also bombarded the phantom of the bronze bell one after another, causing waves.

For a moment, these three attacks were really blocked by the phantom of the bronze bell transformed from the yellow sand.

Luo Qiuming also seized this gap and used the second-level high-grade Purple Star Long Cone that almost killed Ling Pengyun during the sand mine battle.

The long cone of the purple star turned into a purple phantom, and quickly hit the ten-foot-long blue sea sky sword that was the strongest attack of the bronze bell phantom.

The two collided, and the sky was filled with purple stars and blue sword shadows.

The Blue Sea Sky Sword, which had already consumed a lot of its remaining energy, was even vaguely about to be shattered by the Purple Star Long Cone.

Ling Pengyun, who was a mile away, saw this and made a prompt decision. Relying on the remaining 60% of the spiritual power in his body, he once again made two secrets to cast the Bihai Tianjian.

The shadows of two blue swords that were ten feet long slid across the sky, and combined with the power of three blue sea and sky swords, they directly knocked away the long purple star cone sacrificed by Luo Qiu Ming.

But at this moment, Luo Qiuming made a yellow seal.

This yellow seal quickly turned into a huge long hammer, and the three hard steel blue sea sky swords on the front still had a lot of remaining power.

"boom."

A huge roar suddenly sounded.

Countless yellow auras and blue sword shadows shine across the sky.

Although the giant yellow hammer was quite powerful, containing a full 50,000 kilograms of force, the three blue sea and sky swords struck by Ling Pengyun were all extraordinary.

This hammer only lasted about three breaths before being defeated.

Before the shadow of the bronze bell in the secret passage could hold a breath, it was directly shattered by the three infinitely powerful Blue Sea Sky Swords. Taking advantage of the situation, Na Luo Qiu Ming was chopped into large pieces of meat.

Miles away.

Luo Minghui, who was envoying a second-level mid-level flying boat, was on the way. Seeing Luo Qiu Ming's tragic death, he felt extremely sad. Nameless anger suddenly surged into his heart, and he roared angrily.

"Qiu Ming."

"Ling Pengyun, I will kill you today."

Luo Qiu Ming is Luo Minghui's child, and at the same time, Luo Qiu Ming is also the backbone of Luo's future.

Now, Luo Qiuming's death here is tantamount to blocking Luo's future.

With the heart to avenge his son, Luo Minghui didn't think too much and poured a huge amount of spiritual power directly into the second-order mid-grade flying boat at his feet.

The flying boat's light flashed, and its flying speed increased by three minutes.

at the same time.

After riding the Fairy Crane King and consuming too much spiritual energy, Ling Pengyun, who looked a little pale, showed a happy face after beheading Luo Qiuming.

"Kill Luo Qiu Ming. Even if something unexpected happens to me today, the Luo family will no longer have a pillar of support in the future. A hundred years later, I, the Ling family, will surely step under my feet."

Thinking of this, the smile on Ling Pengyun's face suddenly grew three points higher.

Because Luo Minghui, who was at the eighth level of foundation building, was chasing after him, Ling Pengyun, who had less than half of his spiritual power in his dantian, did not dare to delay too much. He quickly called out a medicine bottle from his storage bag and poured out two second-level low-grade pills. The elixir should be swallowed.

After a while, Ling Pengyun's Dantian, which was about to dry up, was filled with the power of the two spirit-restoring pills.

At the next moment, Luo Minghui, who was chasing after the second-level mid-level flying boat, also caught up within one or two miles of Ling Pengyun.

He also summoned his own set of natal formation flags, the twelve formation flags of the second-level mid-level small flame burning formation.

Ling Pengyun, who was riding the Fairy Crane King, saw this and did not dare to be careless.

This set of second-level mid-level small flame incineration array is extremely powerful, and when used in the hands of Luo Minghui, who is on the eighth level of foundation building, the power is increased by 40 to 50%, which is much stronger than ordinary second-level high-level magic weapons. .

Ling Pengyun waved his hand and quickly recalled the three ten-foot-long Blue Sea Heavenly Sword, Qinggang Zimu Flying Sword, and Rongzi Sword Art that had killed Luo Qiuming before.

At the same time, he summoned the Fairy Crane King to shoot out arrows, tornadoes, and strong winds, and all of them faced the incoming set of flags of the small flame-burning formation.

These six attacks, although it took a lot of energy to break through the phantom of the bronze bell that protected Luo Qiuming.

But now there is still 30% to 40% of the remaining strength, the power is not weak, and the number is large.

However, the power of the small flame burning formation was even more powerful.

Before the six attacks could get close to the formation flags of the Small Flame Burning Formation, the twelve formation flags flashed in the air, forming a small Flame Burning Formation, transforming into large fires, and directly involving the six attacks into the formation. The law is refined by fire.

These six attacks are not completely victorious, and it is difficult to break through the erosion of the flames and break out of the formation.

This blow also caused Ling Pengyun to lose the three blue sea sky swords, the green steel mother-and-son flying swords, and the Rongzi sword array and other attack methods.

Of course, in order to trap these attacks, Luo Minghui's formation was also held back.

However, the experienced Luo Minghui seized this opportunity and fired the second-level high-grade red fire flying sword towards Ling Pengyun.

Ling Pengyun's eyes trembled when he saw this.

If an ordinary monk were to encounter a situation like this where all the magic weapons were trapped, they would probably have no choice but to watch the red fire sword coming.

But for Ling Pengyun, a legal cultivator, it has little impact on combat power.

Just because, he reached the state of perfection by comprehending the second-level magic Water Snake Technique.

With this spell alone, his combat power will not be weak.

He also relied on his spare spiritual consciousness to condense three blue seals full of snake-like patterns.

These three seals transformed into three five-foot-long water snakes with a flash of inspiration.

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