Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The burly man almost had his nose twisted with anger. A dignified monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment has less courage than a weakling at the first level of Foundation Establishment. If this spreads out, where will he put his face?

Especially in front of the female cultivator Meng Fanyan, the burly man cannot afford to be embarrassed! He directly drove the khaki sword light, flew past Ye Ling's Thunder Spirit Flying Sword, and said without any doubt: "You go to the back!"

Ye Ling was waiting for his words. He threw a jade map slip to the big man and asked him to lead the way. He thought to himself: "Even if you meet a treasure-hunting monk, the taller person in front will be the first to hold it!"

The sword light of the three people almost flew up against the treetops of the trees at the foot of Longze Mountain. They saw where the line of sky was. The mountain wind was really strong on the mountain, like ten thousand wind blades. Looking at the line of sky again, two towering towers appeared. The mountains that enter the clouds are connected, and there is only a narrow sky canyon in the middle to pass through. In the dark night, the moonlight leaks through the sky, making the canyon look less dark, and you can see some light.

"Brother, don't you boast that the earth spirit stick can create mountains when it meets them? It's up to you!"

Ye Ling deliberately provoked the general so that the burly man could not get off the stage, so he had to pick up the earth spirit stick and continue to clear the way in front of his head with courage.

Meng Fanyan saw that the mountains here were indeed dangerous, so she took out a small vermilion umbrella from her storage bag. The aura it exuded was no weaker than the burly man's fifth-level high-grade earth spirit stick.

"What an umbrella-shaped magic weapon! It can be used both offensively and defensively, haha. It seems I have underestimated the strength of our team!" The burly man was full of praise and sighed.

Ye Ling also took a second look at Meng Fanyan's small vermilion umbrella. The umbrella ribs were obviously made of the bones of some kind of golden beast. They shone with a faint golden light and were extremely hard. The vermilion umbrella paper looked more like a fierce The beast's skin actually emitted faint spiritual pressure, which shocked Ye Ling's mind.

Seeing that Ye Ling's hands were empty except for a Thunder Spirit Flying Sword at his feet, the burly man couldn't help but frowned: "Hey! Don't you even have a fourth-order first-class magic weapon? Once there is an ambush by the treasure-catching monks, I will only I save you once, whether you can pass through the sky depends on your own luck!"

Ye Ling calmly took out the Mysterious Dragon Seal, which was a treasure given to him by Sect Master Zhao of the Yaogu Sect. It can be said to be a top-grade fourth-level weapon. It is said that after being used, if it hits the opponent, there is a certain chance of stimulating the immobilization effect. It can last for two breaths and is considered a control magic weapon.

The burly man snorted coldly, and the earth spirit stick danced like the wind, taking the lead in driving the sword light and rushed into the sky.

"Let's go!" Meng Fanyan called to Ye Ling. She opened her small red umbrella and held it in front of her, which could also be used as a shield.

With them clearing the way in front, Ye Ling felt much more relaxed and comfortable holding the Black Dragon Seal in his right hand.

The three sword lights had not flown very far, and in an instant, a big net fell silently in the canyon!

"Wood Dao Technique Dragnet!" Ye Ling's pupils shrank suddenly and he hurriedly retreated with the Thunder Spirit Flying Sword.

"Broken!" The burly man roared angrily, raising the earth spirit stick to the sky and forcefully breaking the dragnet!

Ye Ling saw it clearly and thought to himself: "What a great strength! This big man must have demonstrated the Tao with strength, and his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building can also explode with such powerful strength! It is much stronger than mine. "

Only then did Ye Ling feel the insignificance of the first level of the foundation. He would never be able to open such a huge dragnet and would have to be trapped.

Meng Fanyan held a small red umbrella and followed the burly man closely, looking at the surrounding dark canyon cliffs.

"There is a whole team of monks, two in the late stage of foundation building and three in the middle stage of foundation building! We are finished!"

Meng Fanyan clutched her umbrella-shaped magic weapon tightly, her pretty face turned extremely pale.

The opponent is far superior to them in terms of numbers and strength!

Under the thick eyebrows of the burly man, his eyes as big as copper bells were wide open, cold sweat on his chest wetted his clothes, and his hands holding the earth spirit stick trembled involuntarily.

"You can't run away! Haha, there is also a female cultivator, not bad! Just take her back to make a furnace cauldron. Brothers, come on! Take down that earthly cultivator that is getting in the way first!"

A shrill, night owl-like chattering sounded from the canyon cliffs.

Ye Ling did not get together with the two of them. Seeing the black shadows on the cliffs on both sides approaching, Ye Ling quickly retreated with the light of the Thunder Spirit Sword!

The burly man was slightly startled when he saw it, and couldn't help but curse loudly: "Nainai, seeing that the situation was not good, he ran away in the blink of an eye! Hurry, let's run too!"

It's a pity that four of the treasure-hunting monks who gathered around them had their divine consciousness locked on them. The remaining monk who was in the middle stage of foundation building and was riding a wind-type flying sword came forward and said with a smile: "Boss! This man and woman are left to you. , I’ll go after the little repairman who builds the first level of the foundation!”

"Go back quickly!"

Obviously, this group of treasure-hunting monks are very familiar with each other, and they also cooperate very well when killing people and grabbing treasures. The fastest Feng Xiu will hunt down the fish that slip through the net. In their view, this is absolutely a sure thing. , that monk wearing a moon-white satin gown on the first floor of the foundation building will definitely not be able to escape!

Feng Xiu's sword light was like a startling rainbow, chasing Ye Ling's Thunder Spirit sword light.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, suddenly, the thunder spirit sword light fell. When Feng Xiu took a closer look again, he couldn't help being surprised and surprised!

"Huh? Where are the people? Could it be that the water is hiding?"

Feng Xiu's wind-type flying sword also stopped at the place where the light of the Thunder Spirit Sword disappeared. There was a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth, and he immediately took out a fourth-level yellow bird from the spirit beast bag, and asked the yellow bird to use its fire eye talent. .

The yellow bird's eyes emitted a strange red light. In the dark canyon, it couldn't see far away, but it still noticed the blue bubbles of Ye Ling's water.

"Where are you escaping!" Feng Xiu shouted loudly, and the wind-type flying sword flew out from under his feet like a flash of lightning, piercing Ye Ling.

Ye Ling did not dodge or evade. He spread his hands and unfolded the ancient painting scroll of the Water Palace. Suddenly, a circle of ripples appeared, easily blocking Feng Xiu's flying sword.

"Break!"

Ye Ling took advantage of Feng Xiu's distraction and the Shura Blood Blade rose up and slashed out the Panlong Slash! The knife light was like a dragon swimming up to the sky and into the earth, and the momentum was very powerful!

The fifth-level wind-type flying sword blocked by the ancient painting scroll had already weakened, and when Feng Xiu was shocked, he had no time to retract it quickly, and was instantly cut off by Ye Ling's slash!

"Ah?!" Feng Xiu recovered from the shock, and felt a pain in his flesh. He never expected that his fifth-level flying sword would be cut off by a first-level foundation-building cultivator.

But in the blink of an eye, his eyes showed an extremely greedy look, and his heart was ecstatic: "The scroll in this kid's hand, and the broken blade with a blood-red glow, are definitely good treasures! It's just a fifth-level flying sword, this little loss is nothing! Hehe, I didn't expect that I could make a lot of money by chasing a first-level foundation-building cultivator, and go back to make them jealous to death!"

Feng Xiu took out two fifth-level magic weapons in succession, and laughed loudly: "Boy, see where you can run! This time, I will let you die without a burial place!"

Ye Ling looked at him coldly, standing with his hands behind his back, without any sign of retreating. Seeing that Feng Xiu was gradually approaching, Ye Ling swung his right hand and threw out a numbered spirit beast bag!

Feng Xiu was stunned, thinking that he had to kowtow and beg for mercy after offering the treasure, but he immediately found something wrong!

From the open mouth of the spirit beast bag, a fierce breath that made him palpitate emanated!

"Roar!" The fifth-level beast king, the red fire green-tailed leopard, suddenly emerged and roared to the sky, the sound shook for miles, even the treasure-hunting monks who besieged Meng Fanyan and the burly man in the narrow sky were trembling!

The red fire green-tailed leopard had been in the spirit beast bag for a long time, and finally saw the light of day. At this time, it had completely recovered from its injuries and vitality. It turned its head and stared at Ye Ling fiercely. It still couldn't forget who had forcibly branded it with a soul mark when it was the weakest!

"Evil beast, swallow him!"

Ye Ling frowned. It seemed that this fifth-level beast king was not easy to control, and the backlash was very strong. So Ye Ling quickly pointed his fingers and pinched the formula, and performed the beast control formula, causing the soul mark in the middle of the red fire green-tailed leopard's forehead to flicker.

The Red Fire Green Tail Leopard roared continuously, unable to escape the crisis brought to it by the soul brand, so it had to obey the master's order unwillingly and vent all its anger on Feng Xiu, who was in the middle stage of foundation building!

The Red Fire Green Tail Leopard with red flames flowing all over its body suddenly jumped out, almost scaring Feng Xiu off!

He had never thought that the seemingly plain-looking monk in the moon-white satin long gown not only held powerful treasures, but also a fifth-level beast king!

"This is a beast that is far more ferocious than the same-level monsters! I am afraid that I am not the opponent of this fifth-level beast king!"

Feng Xiu was somewhat self-aware, staring at the Red Fire Green Tail Leopard with fear, and then looked at Ye Ling standing with his hands behind his back from a distance, gritted his teeth and turned around and ran!

"Can you still run away?" Ye Ling sneered, causing the Red Fire Green Tail Leopard to chase him quickly.

The Red Fire Green Tail Leopard is not only outstanding in fire attack and powerful attack, but also in speed and body movement!

Feng Xiu heard the roars behind him, and his scalp was numb. He hurriedly shouted: "Daoyou! Let your spirit beast stop and listen to me! I have a treasure to give you!"

Feng Xiu secretly complained, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything. After all, he relied on the wind flying sword to chase all the way. Now the flying sword is damaged. If he wants to return to the team, how can he run back in a short time? He can only give in first, and then go back to pull fellow Taoists to avenge this.

"Oh? What treasure? Come over and talk! I promise that my spirit leopard will not attack and hurt people."

Ye Ling pursed his lips and said loudly.

Feng Xiu looked at the Red Fire Green Tail Leopard with fear. In his eyes, this fifth-level beast king is the real enemy. As for Ye Ling, who is at the first level of foundation building, he does not pose any threat to him at all.

So Feng Xiu bypassed it and flew close to Ye Ling, even ready to take action, wishing to capture Ye Ling before the Red Fire Blue Tail Leopard could come back to help!

Unexpectedly, Ye Ling sneered and slapped out three spirit beast bags in succession: "You stay!"

At once, the fifth-level blue ice rock beast, snow ferret and fifth-level demon dragon came out at the same time!