Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Fen Tiandiao's single eye burst out with overwhelming hatred.

"Bah!"

The Burning Sky Eagle let out a sharp scream, opened its big beak, and flames came out of its mouth.

The fierce flames were like a torrent of flames, sweeping towards Song Wen.

The moment Fen Tiandiao's eyes returned to clarity, Song Wen's figure suddenly retreated.

At the same time, the sea of ​​blood from above swept in and blocked Song Wen.

"boom!"

The flames surged into the sky.

The torrent of flames continuously impacted on the blood balls.

Fire and rain flew everywhere.

Half of the sky turned red.

The other half of the sky is a sea of ​​blood.

"Ji Yin, don't be obsessed with fighting, there are a lot of monsters behind you." Zhuyin's voice suddenly sounded.

At this time, Ziyun's spaceship has been put away, and everyone from Ziyun and Liangyi Sect has moved to the Xingcha Shenzhou.

Zhuyin was seriously injured, and she temporarily handed over control of Xingcha Shenzhou to Ziyun.

Xingcha Shenzhou is ready to go, ready to set off at any time and return to Liangyi Island.

Song Wen heard the sound and thought, and the sea of ​​blood in the sky quickly shrank in front of Song Wen.

After a breath, the sea of ​​​​blood gathered into a bloody ball with a diameter of more than ten feet, and it was still shrinking.

The torrent of flames bombarded the blood ball, and the blood ball was instantly thrown away.

With the help of the impact of the flames, the blood balls were as fast as thunder, and in the blink of an eye they covered a distance of dozens of miles and hit the Xingcha Shenzhou.

At the same time, during this period, the blood cells shrank to a size of one foot.

Seeing the blood ball approaching, the shield on the Xingcha Shenzhou cracked.

"boom!"

The blood balls hit the deck, causing the entire Xingcha Shenzhou to shake violently.

Xingcha Shenzhou was about to speed up its escape when a figure suddenly appeared in the sky above Shenzhou.

"Ziyun, are you okay?"

The person who came was wearing a light blue robe, with a beautiful and gentle face, and looked like a beautiful middle-aged woman. She was Taoist Aunt Lan Yin.

"Master!"

Ziyun looked up, his voice filled with surprise.

"It's okay for me to wait. It's all thanks to Ji Yin."

After saying that, she lowered her eyes and looked at the blood cells next to her.

The blood cells gradually began to collapse, revealing Song Wen who had returned to his normal human form.

Song Wen was lying on the ground, his skin was cracked and covered in blood, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

But no one present dared to look down upon him.

The looks cast from all directions were filled with shock and gratitude.

If it weren't for Song Wen, many of them would have died under the flames of the Burning Sky Eagle.

'Ji Yin' actually fought with the Burning Sky Eagle at the early stage of the fourth level with his cultivation at the Golden Core realm, and even severely damaged one of the Burning Sky Eagle's eyes.

Fighting across a large realm is simply unheard of.

You know, the higher the cultivation level, the greater the strength gap between realms.

Especially when it comes to the Nascent Soul realm, there is a huge gap in strength between each small realm.

Song Wen used the golden elixir to fight against the fourth-level monsters, which was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Aunt Lan Yin couldn't help but look at Song Wen with a hint of wonder.

This was the first time she had seen a Golden Core cultivator who could fight closely with fourth-level monsters.

Taoist Aunt Lan Yin turned her head and looked towards the distant sky, with killing intent in her eyes.

There, Fen Tiandiao, who realized that Taoist Aunt Lan Yin was not easy to deal with, was escaping quickly.

"You evil beast, you dare to break into the realm of our Liangyi Sect. You will die!"

Taoist Aunt Lan Yin snorted coldly, quickly formed seals with her hands, and the magic power around her body was instantly mobilized.

She put the fingers of her right hand together and drew forward.

Suddenly, a cold light appeared.

It was a three-foot-long flying sword.

The flying sword pierced the sky and chased after the Burning Sky Eagle.

At the same time, Taoist Aunt Lan Yin's figure turned into a stream of light, following closely behind Feijian.

"Master, don't chase me!"

Ziyun hurriedly shouted loudly, "Fellow Taoist Zhuyin said that there are a large number of monsters behind, heading towards Liangyi Island."

Aunt Lan Yin paused and turned to look at Zhuyin on the Xingcha Shenzhou.

She had seen Zhuyin before, and also noticed Zhuyin's cultivation, which had advanced to the Nascent Soul realm.

But because he was eager to hunt down the Burning Sky Eagle, he didn't have time to say hello to Zhuyin.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuyin, is what Ziyun said true?"

"It's absolutely true. I estimate that the demon army is only three to five thousand miles away from here." Zhuyin said.

"Is it so close? Why haven't the spies in front sent back any news? Have they all fallen into the hands of the demon clan?" Taoist Aunt Lan Yin secretly thought in her heart.

She did not doubt the truth of what Zhuyin said, and Zhuyin had no reason to lie to her.

She took out a jade slip and crushed it into pieces.

Immediately, the shadows of two crossed long swords appeared, and the shadows soared into the sky.

This is a signal to warn all Liangyi Sect members to prepare for battle.

Taoist Aunt Lan Yin is qualified to send this signal as the ancestor of Yuanying of Liangyi Sect.

"Let's go back to the clan."

Aunt Lan Yin landed on the Xingcha Shenzhou and returned to Liangyi Island with everyone.

"Ji Yin, are your injuries okay?" Aunt Lan Yin asked.

"Thank you for your concern, senior. It's just some skin injuries, nothing serious."

Song Wen had taken the elixir to get rid of the fire poison and was meditating on the deck to heal his injuries. When he heard Taoist Lan Yin's question, he didn't get up and replied.

He specially put on a brand new robe to cover up the blood stains all over his body. But his exposed skin was still covered in cracks, which was shocking.

Lan Yin said, "You don't need to call me senior anymore. You can hurt the early stage of the fourth stage of the Burning Sky Eagle. This is enough to show that your strength is comparable to that of the early stage of the Nascent Soul. You and I can call each other peers. When you advance to the Nascent Soul, your strength will probably catch up with me, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Senior, you are too kind. It is not so easy to break the pill and become a Nascent Soul. I am only a Jindan cultivator. How dare I compare with you." Song Wen said.

Lan Yin smiled slightly and stopped disturbing Song Wen's healing. She turned her head to look at Zhu Yin.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu Yin, I didn't expect that you have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage after just ten years. It is really a cause for celebration."

Zhu Yin bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior...Fellow Daoist Lan Yin, I was just lucky."

"How can you be lucky to condense the Nascent Soul." Nun Lan Yin changed the subject and asked, "You seem to have been seriously injured. Who did it?"

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Zhu Yin was injured by the demon clan.

Therefore, although Nun Lan Yin seemed to be concerned about Zhu Yin's injury, she was actually asking about the situation of the demon army.

Zhu Yin said, "On my way to Liangyi Sect, I met two third-level black-feathered cranes. As everyone knows, the black-feathered cranes are the vanguard of the demon army. So I wanted to avoid them, but they still found me and notified the Burning Sky Eagle."

"My speed was not as fast as the Burning Sky Eagle, and I was eventually caught up by it. I had just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, and I was no match for the Burning Sky Eagle, and was injured by it. If it weren't for the Star Cha Shenzhou, I'm afraid I would have died at its hands."

While speaking, Zhu Yin glanced at Song Wen who was meditating. She, a Nascent Soul cultivator, was not as good as Song Wen, a Jindan cultivator.

Nun Lan Yin frowned after hearing this.

"According to what you said, you didn't see the demon army with your own eyes?"

Zhu Yin smiled bitterly, "If I had seen the demon army, how could I have escaped alive."

Nun Lan Yin was a little disappointed that she didn't get more information about the demon army.