Reborn before the murdered wife preached

Not only the wandering cultivators standing behind the yellow-robed monk couldn't take their eyes off him, even the yellow-robed monk himself was staring at him intently!

Spirit stones kept falling out of the storage bag in Lingyun's hand and accumulated more and more!

The spirit stones fell out like a small hill, filling the gap between the two sides.

Seeing that the spiritual stone was about to block the sight of the people on the opposite side, the yellow-robed monk came to his senses. He raised the thunder hammer in his hand and shouted, "Fellow Daoists! Follow me!"

After these words were spoken, the scene fell silent for a moment.

After the yellow-robed monk finished speaking, he looked at Ling Yun opposite him with a ferocious expression on his face, and pointed the sky-shattering hammer in his hand at the opposite side. He stepped forward with one foot, looking like he was about to rush out and have a big fight with the enemy opposite.

The casual cultivators behind him came to their senses after hearing his loud shouts, but the identity of the Lingxiao Sword Master's granddaughter and the dazzling spiritual stones on the ground...

All the wandering cultivators swallowed at the same time, looked around, and waited for someone to take action before they took any action!

The best thing would be to fish in troubled waters, wait until everyone has finished fighting, and then quietly take the spirit stones on the ground and run away!

"Don't you want to kill me? Why don't you dare to come over?" Ling Yun picked up a spirit stone, held it in his hand, threw it upwards from time to time and caught it, repeating this cycle several times.

All the cultivators present unconsciously looked at the spirit stone in Ling Yun's hand, their eyes changing their line of sight as the spirit stone moved up and down.

Feng Xuanxuan put her hands behind her back, otherwise she would uncontrollably want to grab the spirit stone in Senior Sister Lingyun's hand!

“Senior Sister…”

Ling Yun ignored Feng Xuanxuan's call, took a look at the spirit stone in his hand, and threw it hard at the cultivators opposite.

The casual cultivators followed the movement of the spirit stones with their eyes, and unconsciously grabbed the spirit stones flying towards them!

The wandering cultivators huddled together, and finally the spirit stone was caught by the yellow-robed cultivator standing in the front and held in his hand!

Everyone turned their eyes towards the yellow-robed monk, and their expressions unconsciously became fierce!

"Hahaha!" Ling Yun laughed loudly, pointing at the cultivators on the opposite side, and said, "Catch him! These spirit stones in front of me are yours!"

The wandering cultivators took a look at the spirit stone and began to attack ruthlessly, heading towards the yellow-robed cultivator!

With so many people against one person, the yellow-robed monk didn't last long before being caught by the wandering cultivators and thrown in front of Ling Yun.

"You are all crazy! The reward I promised to give you is no less than these spirit stones. Kill them and these spirit stones on the ground will also be yours!" The yellow-robed cultivator tried his best to save the situation and said to the wandering cultivators behind him.

"Clap clap clap!"

Ling Yun listened to the yellow-robed monk's ideas and agreed with them very much.

"Not only these spirit stones on the ground, you can also take away everything on this person!" Ling Yun said to the cultivators opposite him with a smile.

"If you hurt me, my grandfather Lingxiao Jianzun will not let any of you go. If you get rid of him, you will have an extra windfall. What do you choose?" Ling Yun said confidently while looking at the fierce-eyed cultivators opposite him.

Several casual cultivators looked at each other, saw the expressions on each other's faces, and understood each other's choice.

The tacit understanding was formed in an instant!

Several flashes of swords and sabers passed by, and the head and neck of the yellow-robed monk on the ground were separated, and his limbs were scattered all over the ground.

A Nascent Soul that looked like a baby rushed out from the sea of ​​consciousness of the yellow-robed monk and flew quickly into the sky!

Several Nascent Soul True Lords of Qingyun Sect didn't even bother to look at it. A few sword lights flashed, and the Nascent Soul that flew out ten meters away fell down. The tiny Nascent Soul scattered into a pile of fragments and dissipated into the air before hitting the ground.

The wandering cultivators looked cautiously at the Nascent Soul cultivators of Qingyun Sect opposite them. They had long heard about the Qingyun Sect's Jianfeng disciples, who had extraordinary combat power. Seeing them today, they found that their reputation was well-deserved!

"Since the culprit is already dead, we won't bother you anymore." A casual cultivator said respectfully to Ling Yun with an awkward smile, and several other casual cultivators nodded in agreement.

"He is dead... Let's settle the accounts with you all!" Ling Yun said with a smile as he looked at the cultivators opposite him.

When the casual cultivators heard Ling Yun's words, they suddenly realized that they had actually been strife among themselves, and the one with the highest cultivation level had died!

The wandering cultivators each held their most skilled weapons and looked warily at the Nascent Soul cultivators opposite them.

"Don't you want to let us leave here!?" It was still the cultivator who had just spoken. The other cultivators were ready to escape at any time and secretly observing the best escape route.

Feng Xuanxuan looked at the cultivators opposite with full vigilance. If Senior Sister Lingyun wanted to deal with those cultivators, she would immediately open the defense array to protect her and Senior Sister Lingyun first.

Both sides stared at each other's every move to see who would make the first move!

Ling Yun still walked forward with ease, picked up another spirit stone, threw it upwards several times, and when the eyes of several casual cultivators on the opposite side were focused on the spirit stone again, he threw it at them.

It was still the wandering cultivator in the front who caught the spirit stone. The expression on his face suddenly turned pale. He still remembered how the yellow-robed cultivator had just died!

He was killed by them only after he received the spirit stone!

The wandering cultivator unconsciously left several of his fellow wandering cultivators as he did not want to follow in the footsteps of the yellow-robed cultivator.

"Why are you stupid?" Ling Yun looked at the few wandering cultivators opposite him in confusion, pointing at the spirit stones on the ground and the storage bag of the yellow-robed cultivator.

"These are all yours, why don't you pick them up!"

"Hmm?" After hearing Ling Yun's words, the cultivators looked at each other again, and then looked at Ling Yun opposite them.

"You won't kill us?" The casual cultivator holding the spirit stone said cautiously.

"Why should I kill you? Didn't I tell you that these spirit stones on the ground are my rewards to you, and you can also take away everything on the yellow robe." Ling Yun said patiently.

Feng Xuanxuan frowned and looked at Senior Sister Ling Yun. Her character of teasing others was really fatal!

"Really!" The casual cultivators' eyes lit up and they looked at Ling Yun seriously, observing her expression. If there was anything wrong, they would... run away immediately!

"Of course it's true! When have I, Ling Yun, ever cared about such a few spirit stones on the ground? I said I would give them to you, and I will give them to you." Ling Yun said with a little pride.

“Well…thank you…many times…” the casual cultivators bowed and expressed their gratitude.

Ling Yun led Feng Xuanxuan and several Nascent Soul brothers to retreat, leaving a certain distance for the wandering cultivators.

Although the casual cultivators temporarily believed Ling Yun, they still had to be on guard against him. They had a clear division of labor, and several people went to the yellow-robed man, checked the contents of the storage bag, and then divided it up.

Several people picked up spirit stones on the ground. It all depended on their hand speed and their own abilities!

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