Farming in the Immortal Mansion

"Wait! Ye Ling, you can't use your soul flag anymore!"

Seeing that Ye Ling's final battle was about to start, the main arena official Lihuo Laodao said without question, ordering him to put away the soul flag.

The Jindan old monsters on the main arena were all stunned, looking at the furious Lihuo Laodao, each with a strange look on their face. Although they knew it well, they couldn't say it in front of such a late Jindan strongman, and it was not worth it to stand up for a Qi training cultivator who was about to join the Tiandan Xianmen.

Liu Juntang was furious and said unhappily: "Old Lihuo! You only allow the disciples of the Chixiao Immortal Sect to attack with poisonous souls, but you do not allow my disciples to use soul flags as magic weapons. What's the reason?"

The old Taoist Lihuo of the Chixiao Immortal Sect had a gloomy face and said confidently: "This is a different time. Just now, Ye Ling and Wuque Zhenren fought against each other, each using evil cultivation techniques, which was considered to be a counterattack. However, this match must be fair, and neither of them is allowed to use them. That's it! As the chief contestant, I have no right to ask about my decision!"

Liu Juntang's breath was choked. If it weren't for his profound Taoist practice, he would have gone up to fight.

Ye Ling said calmly: "Master, don't worry. I don't need the Soul Banner to deal with him!"

The Thousand Soul Banner had just been promoted to the fourth level, which was beyond Ye Ling's control. If he wanted to use it forcibly, he had to 'extract' part of his soul, and it would be difficult to advance to the fourth level of the Soul Banner. Ye Ling had not planned to use it again. His methods were not limited to this. He had enough confidence to fight against the demon cultivator Li Hongfei.

Elder Liu nodded silently and looked at Ye Ling with even more respect.

"Relight the incense and start the battle!"

At the command of the Taoist priest Lihuo, the foundation-building cultivator under his command lit another stick of incense. Since the defeat of Master Wuque by Ye Ling, he lost his whisk magic weapon and poisonous soul, and it was even difficult to win against Lu Xuezhu. This made Master Lihuo's face as black as the bottom of a pot, and his hatred for Ye Ling was no less than that of his disciple Master Wuque.

Li Hongfei, the purple-robed demon monk, was originally most worried about Ye Ling's dark green soul flag, which contained a poisonous soul that he hated. Now the elders of the Chixiao Immortal Sect forbade Ye Ling to use it, which was just what he wanted!

Li Hongfei grinned and slapped his storage bag. Two thunder hammers appeared in his hands, surrounded by lightning and very heavy. They were third-level top-grade soul hammers inlaid with five thunder stones!

"Senior Brother Ye, be careful! His soul hammer is powerful! Don't fight it head-on."

Lu Xinmei lost all three battles and gave up a game in the match with her younger sister Lu Xuezhu, destined to rank fifth. At this moment, she was watching the battle from the side, cheering for her younger sister against Wuque Zhenren who lost her signature magic weapon; at the same time, she reminded Ye Ling that she knew Li Hongfei was strong and asked her senior brother to pay enough attention to Li Hongfei's two hammers.

Ye Ling nodded slightly. His purple-gold robe had been burned by the rain of fire transformed by the whisk silk in the battle with Wu Que Zhenren, and the Qingsong amulet also had cracks. Then Ye Ling changed into ice silk robes and flowing shadow belts, and left the spiritual charm amulet that could resist powerful attacks at the Star-Picking Cliff of the Immortal Mansion. As long as he thought about it, he could take it out at any time for use.

In the crowd, Cao Zhen suddenly saw the ice silk robes that Ye Ling was wearing, and a trace of confusion and doubt flashed in her eyes. The flowing shadow belt also made her feel familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere!

"It seems to be the one that was finally auctioned off by the mysterious blue-shirted monk at the Wanbao Pavilion auction. The belt is also very similar! But could it be those two? There are too many similar low-level equipment in the world."

Cao Zhen muttered to himself, but he didn't associate Ye Ling with the mysterious blue-shirted monk in his heart. After all, the gap between the two was really far apart.

Also in a corner under the ring, Han Junhong, the eldest son of the Han family, who was sad and distressed, saw Ye Ling's outfit from afar and was also shocked! But he shook his head after all: "Impossible! I have never heard of any relationship between Ye Ling and the mysterious blue-shirted monk. If he had a close relationship with that person, my head would have fallen off eight times!"

Dang!

There was a clear and loud noise on the main ring, and Li Hongfei's two thunder spirit hammers collided with each other, hitting a dragon-like arc of lightning! Completely "stimulating" the thunder spirit power of the two hammers.

"Ye Ling! Die!"

Half of Li Hongfei's burned cheek twisted and suddenly became extremely hideous. He swung the thunder spirit hammer with lightning and attacked fiercely.

Ye Ling quickly pointed his fingers and pressed in the air, and said coldly: "Cloud Falling Technique, Seal!"

In an instant, a large group of clouds and mist enveloped Li Hongfei, which immediately slowed down his momentum.

Li Hongfei roared and broke through the cloud seal, but in front of him was another thick ice wall.

"Break it for me!" Li Hongfei swung the Thunder Spirit Hammer and smashed Ye Ling's ice wall spell in two or three strokes, and rushed over angrily.

Ye Ling took advantage of this opportunity to swallow two Ruyi Zhuan Shen Dan, and the cold voice sounded again: "Ice group seal!"

Ka La!

With a freezing sound, the water spirit on the main stage immediately turned into ice spirit, and immediately froze Li Hongfei, who was waving his double hammers, into an ice sculpture!

But the ice sculpture lasted less than a breath, and Li Hongfei broke free again, and large pieces of ice debris scattered.

Ye Ling's eyes revealed a trace of praise. This demon cultivator was indeed fearless and brave. Just relying on this courageous spirit, he was a strong enemy!

However, praise is praise, but Ye Ling's move was merciless!

"Giant tree curse, heaven and earth net!"

Ye Ling immediately chanted the Giant Tree Curse, pointed his fingers and pinched the formula, consuming most of his mana, and cast the wood-based group attack Taoist magic Heaven and Earth Net, instantly covering Li Hongfei, making him unable to move!

Elder Liu of Tiandan Xian'men's eyes lit up, and praised Ye Ling's last wood-based sealing: "What a heaven and earth net! It's quite a master's style!"

The other Jindan old monsters also nodded repeatedly. As a Qi training cultivator, it is rare to master so many sealing Taoist magics. The advantage of having all eight spiritual roots gradually becomes apparent.

The cultivators under the stage were already dazzled and exclaimed:

"Wow! Master Ye Dan's sealing technique is so exquisite! Ahem, I would be satisfied if I could learn the same."

"I don't know how many times Master Ye Dan has tried and how many monsters he has trapped to achieve his current accomplishments! He is a role model for us. We must practice the sealing technique well in the future."

"Hehe, no matter how powerful Li Hongfei is, he can hardly hurt Master Ye Dan. This is the benefit of the sealing technique. It traps him, avoids his sharp edge, and consumes his physical strength and magic power."

No matter who it is, the murderous offensive is trapped by a series of seals, and the arrogant arrogance of the fiercest cultivators is immediately weakened.

Li Hongfei shouted in anger in the net, but he could not break free. He could only stare blankly and struggle hard.

Ye Ling only controlled the fluctuations of the green light and manipulated the heavenly and earthly siege, while his left hand was free. He took the Ruyi Zhuanshen Pill slowly and quickly replenished his magic power.