Lingxiao Immortal Clan

The three water snakes roared and flew into the air, blocking the red fire sword that turned into a red sword light.

Luo Minghui, who was standing on the flying boat, was shocked to see that Ling Pengyun still had some strength left and launched three attacks in succession.

But at this time, he only had hatred in his mind and didn't think much about it.

He pinched his fingers and injected another spiritual power into the body of the red fire sword.

With the blessing of spiritual power, a large piece of red fire surged out of the sword body, directly sweeping over the bodies of the three five-meter water snakes, eroding the bodies of the water snakes.

Although the three five-meter water snakes were transformed by spiritual power, the spiritual power that condensed these three water snakes was water.

Water and fire are not compatible.

Although water can overcome fire.

But when the fire is big, it can also achieve the effect of extinguishing water.

Now, the three water snakes have encountered such a situation, and they can hardly resist the erosion of the red fire.

However, in just five breaths, the three water snakes were burned to ashes by the huge red fire gushing out from the body of the Red Fire Sword.

Without the obstruction of the three water snakes, the Red Fire Flying Sword also rolled towards Ling Pengyun with the fiery red fire all over the sky.

Seeing the power of the Red Fire Flying Sword was so strong, Ling Pengyun's face became more solemn.

He dared not hesitate too much, and clasped his hands together, and once again performed the Three Water Snakes Technique, transforming into three five-foot-long water snakes, and faced the Red Fire Flying Sword carrying countless red fire.

Although this second batch of three-headed water snakes, like before, did not last for three breaths, they were burned to ashes by the huge red fire gushing out from the body of the Red Fire Flying Sword.

But the three water snakes also reduced the power of the Red Fire Flying Sword to the greatest extent, leaving the powerful Red Fire Flying Sword with only 40% of its power.

Ling Pengyun saw the right moment, used his magic to cast a Jade Sea Sky Sword, and transformed it into a ten-zhang long Jade Sea Sky Sword, which blasted towards the Red Fire Flying Sword, which had only 40% of its remaining power.

The two swords collided, causing blue sword shadows and countless red flames to fly up.

After a half-breath stalemate, the Red Fire Flying Sword, which was not completely victorious, suffered a hidden loss and was knocked several feet away by the powerful Jade Sea Sky Sword.

The Jade Sea Sky Sword, which still had 20% to 30% of its remaining power, was also under the control of Ling Pengyun and took the initiative to blast towards Luo Minghui in the distance.

Luo Minghui was shocked that Ling Pengyun had so easily resolved the Red Fire Flying Sword he had shot.

This performance was far beyond the ordinary combat power of a fourth-level foundation-building cultivator.

At the same time, in Luo Minghui's heart, he also determined that Ling Pengyun was a person with extraordinary potential.

An enemy with extraordinary potential should naturally not be left alone.

The determination to kill Ling Pengyun was even better.

Luo Minghui no longer held back. He quickly made hand gestures with both hands and used the strongest attack method, the innate magic "Flame Burning Wind" attached to the technique.

A large piece of fire was formed in the void, and quickly condensed into a 14-zhang-long fire phoenix.

The fire phoenix looked at the Jade Sea Sky Sword with contempt, and the phoenix cried out, and the wings transformed by fire flapped, directly smashing the Jade Sea Sky Sword into pieces.

The fire phoenix's momentum became stronger, and it quickly flapped its wings and killed Ling Pengyun.

"It's bad."

Ling Pengyun saw the fire phoenix that was 14 zhang long and enough to match the full force of a ninth-level foundation-building cultivator. He quickly took out the three second-level inferior "Thunderbird Talismans" he had just obtained as a backup.

These three second-level inferior Thunderbird Talismans were purchased by Ling Pengyun from the second-level inferior Talisman Maker Xue Chao after he returned to Tuyuanfang Market with Yan Siyi and others not long ago.

Although Xue Chao did not have a thunder spirit root, he was very good at refining thunder attribute talismans. These three thunderbird talismans were made by Xue Chao.

The power of thunder attribute talismans far exceeded the power of the other five elements talismans of the same level by more than 30%.

It was for this reason that Ling Pengyun, a magic cultivator, spent a huge price of 600 spirit stones to buy the three thunderbird talismans from Xue Chao.

Of course, this was because Xue Chao gave Ling Pengyun a discount because of his identity.

The price of a general second-level low-grade talisman is about 200 spirit stones. Due to its power, the price of a second-level low-grade thunder attribute talisman is generally between 250 and 300 spirit stones.

He did not look down on ordinary second-level attack talismans.

As soon as the three thunderbird talismans were taken out, Ling Pengyun transferred his spiritual power into the three talismans and fired them.

Lightning flashed on the three talismans, and they quickly turned into three seven-zhang-long thunderbirds.

Although the three thunderbirds, each seven feet long, were weaker than the fourteen-foot-long fire phoenix, they were lightning-attributed talismans, so they flew extremely fast.

They were one step ahead of the fire phoenix and directly bombarded the fourteen-foot-long fire phoenix, breaking up a large area of ​​flames.

Lightning bolts also scattered.

When the three thunderbirds ran out of energy, the fourteen-foot-long fire phoenix shrank by nearly half.

During this time, Ling Pengyun once again pinched his fingers and condensed two of his own life spells, the Blue Sea Sky Sword, and shot out two ten-foot-long brilliant blue sword beams.

With the combined power of the two sword beams, they barely managed to smash the fourteen-foot-long fire phoenix, which had only about half of its power left.

However, for this, Ling Pengyun's spiritual power was once again exhausted.

Helplessly, he had to take out a medicine bottle from his storage bag again and pour out two soul-returning pills from the bottle.

Looking at the two soul-restoring pills, Ling Pengyun's expression darkened.

These were the last two soul-restoring pills he had.

After being stunned for a moment, he put them into his mouth and swallowed them.

Ling Pengyun also practiced his skills to refine the pills in his stomach.

A large amount of medicinal power immediately filled Ling Pengyun's meridians.

But this time, he swallowed two Spiritual Recovery Pills at the same time, but it was not as easy as before.

Instead, a large amount of medicinal power rushed into his meridians, making his meridians extremely sore, but it was still bearable.

"Based on the condition of my meridians, my meridians are so strong that I can only take up to four second-level low-grade Spiritual Recovery Pills."

"I'm afraid that as long as I take another Spirit-Rejuvenating Pill, my meridians will be injured or even broken by the power of the medicine." Ling Pengyun felt the pain coming from the meridians and made some calculations secretly.

Ordinary monks in the middle stage of foundation building can only swallow two second-order low-grade spiritual recovery pills because the potency of the second-level low-grade spiritual recovery pills is weaker.

Just when Ling Pengyun took the magic pill to restore his spiritual power, Na Luo Minghui in the distance was slightly surprised that Ling Pengyun had such a rare spiritual talisman as the Thunderbird Talisman.

"This kid has a good chance. He can find such rare thunder-attribute talismans."

Without wasting too much time, he pinched his hand and transformed into a flaming phoenix, which struck at Ling Pengyun.

Ling Pengyun, who had just refined the power of two spirit-reviving pills and sent them into his dantian, saw this, and his already frowning frown became even more intense.

"We can only give it a try."

He quickly made a secret, relying on 90% of the spiritual power in his Dantian, he quickly condensed three ten-foot-long Blue Sea Heavenly Swords.

At the same time, he gently patted the Fairy Crane King who was sitting down, causing him to once again transform into an arrow tornado and strong wind.

The Immortal Crane King immediately received the order and quickly used the Feathered Arrow Tornado and Gangfeng, followed closely by the three Blue Sea Sky Swords fired by Ling Pengyun, and faced the huge fifteen-foot fire phoenix that was coming.

The three blue sea sky swords were faster and struck the body of the fire phoenix first, scattering more than 60% of the fire phoenix's flames.

The feather arrow tornado and the strong wind followed closely, and one roll directly shrank the fire phoenix that was only six feet in size into the center of the tornado.

More than two hundred feather arrows within the tornado bombarded the body of the fire phoenix one after another.

The fire phoenix did not sit still and waited for death. It chirped and spit out a large fire, which directly made a small gap in the arrow tornado.

The fire phoenix also followed the small gap made, forced its way out of the arrow tornado, and went straight towards Ling Pengyun.

However, in order to break through the feather arrow tornado, the body of the fire phoenix was reduced by nearly half again, leaving only about four feet in size.

At this moment, Ling Pengyun patted the storage bag on his waist and took out the only second-level low-grade defensive weapon, the Mixed Rock Shield. He then performed two Yuan Shui spells one after another, forming a total of three defensive light curtains to protect the whole body. .

The Immortal Crane King who sat down on him also used his inner elixir magical power to prop up a body-protecting Yuangang, covering his entire body.

When the four defensive light curtains were propped up, the four-foot-sized fire phoenix also bombarded the outermost elemental water light curtain.

Although the fire phoenix does not have much remaining power, the power of the fire phoenix is ​​still not weak.

In just three breaths, the two Yuan Shui light curtains propped up by Ling Pengyun's magic were shattered one after another.

Finally, the bombardment hit the light curtain supported by the mixed rock shield, causing a huge wave, and small cracks appeared on the light curtain.

After this attack, the remaining power of the fire phoenix was finally exhausted and dissipated on its own.

Just when Luo Minghui in the distance was about to cast another natal spell, Flame Burning Phoenix, to kill Ling Pengyun in one fell swoop, a strong man's voice came from the distance.

"Clan Chief Luo, Ling Pengyun is my blood relative, the daughter-in-law of Wu Laozu, the real person of Bailing Sect Ling Fu. If my fellow Taoist doesn't stop, don't blame me for ignoring the feelings of being a fellow sect member."

As soon as this voice came out, Ling Pengyun and Luo Minghui both looked at the place where the voice came from.

About ten miles away.

There was a monk who was as strong as a bear and wearing the robe of Bailing Sect, driving a second-order high-grade flying boat and quickly arrived.

This Bailingmen foundation-building monk who arrived was none other than Zhang Yan, the deputy dean of the Bailingmen Deacon Hall, whom Ling Pengyun had previously sought help from.

When Ling Pengyun saw Zhang Yan's appearance, he let out a long sigh of turbidity, and there was even a hint of joy on his face.

On the other hand, Luo Minghui's face turned extremely dark, and he was extremely depressed.

Although he was sure, before Zhang Yan arrived, he once again condensed a Flame Burning Phoenix and broke through the magic shield around Ling Pengyun and the protective Yuan Gang of the Immortal Crane King.

Kill Ling Pengyun and even the Fairy Crane King together.

But the Zhang Yan who came over was from Zhenren Lingfu's faction, and Luo Minghui also knew it.

After all, before he established the Luo Family, he was a disciple of the Bailing Sect and had dealt with Zhang Yan several times.

As for the fact that he dared to attack Ling Pengyun even though he knew it, he was thinking that after all, Ling Pengyun was only the cousin of Yang Siling, the daughter-in-law of Ling Fu, not his biological brother.

Furthermore, this place was specially chosen by him to kill Ling Pengyun. There was no one around to see him. As long as he killed Ling Pengyun quietly, no one would know.

But Zhang Yan arrived...

According to his understanding of Zhang Yan, I am afraid that as long as he actually kills Ling Pengyun in front of Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan will most likely be concerned that Ling Pengyun's cousin is Yang Siling, the daughter-in-law of Ling Fu, and really attack him.

Zhang Yan's cultivation level is as good as Gundam Foundation Building, and he is also a powerful physical practitioner.

No one other than an eighth-level foundation-building monk like him would be able to defeat him.

Faced with the danger of his own life, Luo Minghui had no choice but to stop the pinch technique and use the flames to burn off the phoenix.

However, he glared at Ling Pengyun, obviously holding a grudge against Ling Pengyun.

Seeing Luo Minghui stop, Ling Pengyun's face became even more joyful.

Worried that Luo Minghui was just pretending to stop, for the sake of safety, he ordered the fairy crane king on the other side of the seat to fly farther away.

After about ten breaths, Ling Pengyun's savior "Zhang Yan" also rushed to Ling Pengyun's side.

Zhang Yan also mobilized his spiritual sense and scanned Ling Pengyun's body. Seeing that Ling Pengyun was fine, he was relieved.

He was originally stationed in Tuyuanfang City, which was only two thousand miles away from here. If Ling Pengyun died here, his cousin, Ling Fu Zhenren's daughter-in-law Yang Siling, would definitely have some opinions about him.

According to Yang Siling's status as a precious grandson with wind spiritual root qualifications for Ling Fu Zhenren, it is very easy to trip him up.

It is not impossible to directly transfer him from the position of deputy head of the Deacon Hall and demote him to an ordinary elder of the Deacon Hall.

After all, he was able to enter the perfect state of foundation building and even become the deputy head of the Deacon Hall because of Ling Fu Zhenren's appreciation.

If there was no Ling Fu Zhenren, he would never be where he is today.

For Ling Fu Zhenren, it is completely possible to find a loyal person to cultivate.

It is much more difficult for a physical cultivator to improve his realm than for an ordinary cultivator to improve his realm.

And if he is transferred from the most important and profitable position of the deputy hall master among the many halls of Bailingmen, he will no longer have a glimmer of hope to accumulate enough spiritual stones to buy a second-rate golden elixir spiritual object and try to break through the golden elixir.

More than 20 years ago, when Ling Fu Zhenren was still building his foundation, he relied on his position as the hall master of the Ling Fu Hall of Bailingmen to make a lot of money. In addition, with the many spiritual stones left by his ancestors, he bought a second-rate golden elixir spiritual object and then successfully broke through the golden elixir.

Zhang Yan also planned to copy Ling Fu Zhenren's original move, which is why he is so loyal to Ling Fu Zhenren. Even Ling Pengyun, a relative of Ling Fu Zhenren's daughter-in-law Yang Siling, considered joining his golden elixir cause.

Thinking back, Zhang Yan looked at Luo Minghui, who had never left, a hundred feet away, with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, you have your grudges, and I have my own considerations, so don't make things too ugly for both sides."

"But as long as you dare to attack Young Friend Ling in the territory of Yuanzhou where I am stationed, I will definitely seek revenge on you, the Luo family."

Hearing this, Luo Minghui, who was a hundred feet away, trembled his brows and clenched his fists.

But in the end, he still didn't make a move.

He silently controlled the boat under his feet to fall to the ground, wanting to take away the body of his son Luo Qiuming.

But Zhang Yan saw this scene and shouted.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, you can take away the pile of flesh and blood, but if you take away any spiritual object, you can't leave."

Hearing this, Luo Minghui couldn't stand this humiliation even if he could.

That was his son's property, but he couldn't take it away.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you are going too far. Although my cultivation is not as high as yours, I still have many friends in the Bailingmen Spiritual Array Hall." Luo Minghui said with pressure.

"What does it have to do with me? Will your friends help you? Haha, either take that pile of flesh and blood and leave, or leave by yourself, don't stay here and get in the way." Zhang Yan, with his perfect foundation, pressed towards Luo Minghui and said domineeringly.

He was not afraid of a second-level middle-grade formation master.

If it was a second-level upper-grade formation master, he would probably be a little afraid of such a threat.

Luo Minghui felt the powerful pressure on his body, and he had to suppress his anger in his heart to avoid being killed.

Helplessly, he had to collect the remains of his son Luo Qiuming and left.

When Luo Minghui's figure gradually faded away, Zhang Yan gave Ling Pengyun beside him a word.

"Friend Ling, I drove Luo Minghui away this time, but I think Luo Minghui's demeanor when he left shows that he will not give up."

"In the future, when you are stationed in the Rock Scale Snake Cave, try to go out as little as possible to avoid Luo Minghui taking the risk of killing you."

"If this really happens, even if your family and I avenge you, it is not worth it. After all, you only have one life."

Ling Pengyun nodded lightly and thanked him. "I understand, Senior Zhang. Thank you for coming in time this time. I will definitely remember this kindness."

"It's okay. When you are stationed in the Rock Scale Snake Cave in the future, just pay attention to safety."

"Go and pack up the property on the body of the foundation-building cultivator on the ground. Once you have packed up, I can send you back to the Rock Scale Snake Cave." Zhang Yan waved his hand and said.

Ling Pengyun also understood that Zhang Yan planned to escort him because he was afraid that Luo Minghui would return again after leaving.

But he also understood that Zhang Yan was able to come so quickly this time because of his cousin Yang Siling.

After a moment of distraction, Ling Pengyun also got off the Fairy Crane King and quickly landed on the ground to pick up two storage bags and a beast control bag.

As well as the twelve yellow sand-eroded natal formation flags that fell to the ground without spiritual power support, the second-level medium-quality yellow sand copper bell, and the second-level high-quality purple star long cone.