Carry the system to cultivating immortals

Master Bitter Cold took a deep breath, he has a helper, who can help him, no one is willing to help him when he leaves Liulin Temple, and he can’t find a safe place in the human world, so he wants to take the saint to the demon In Wangcheng, it is said that neither cultivators nor monsters are allowed to attack each other there.

Now there is no way to go, there is only one place where I can shelter. Seeing my disciple die in front of my eyes, it is a lie if I don’t feel sad. Even if he has turned to the enemy, he is still a disciple he has raised for more than 20 years!
His heart hurt so badly that he was sweating in pain.

The cultivator on the opposite side didn't take the ancient lamp seriously at all, he died as soon as he died, and he didn't have a share of Lingshi, so why not do it.

Seeing Master Bitter Cold opened his mouth to say something, he finally closed it.

"Bithan, what do you want to say? I'll just ask you once, do you surrender?"

"Pooh!"

I saw the thunder hammer was thrown, and the thunder light flashed in the air, turning into a huge thunder ball and attacking the few people on the opposite side.

One of them had a flash of inspiration, "Thunder Hammer, it's a good thing, but it's useless because I just met me. Earth Dungeon!"

At this moment, Master Bitter Cold shot out a thunderball, and the opponent's cultivator had a flash of inspiration, and a huge mountain of dirt appeared in the air, directly blocking the thunderball.

I saw lightning flashing on the earth mountain, and the entire earth mountain began to shatter under the action of lightning.

The earth mountain collapsed, and the thunder and lightning were also exhausted at the same time, because their cultivation bases were not too bad, and they were both in the alchemy stage, so the two were almost the same.

At this time, Kuhan's head started to sweat, he took two steps back, and whispered to Ning Xiaofan, "My lord, I don't know if you are a noble person, the ancestor said, if you have you, you can keep the saint."

Ning Xiaofan was taken aback, who is their ancestor?What do you say?

How can it involve me?

"Master, what do you want me to do?"

"My lord, as long as you can protect the saint."

"Who is the saint?"

"that is……."

Only Ning Xiaofan could hear it, and there was a look of surprise in Ning Xiaofan's eyes, so it was like this.

Ning Xiaofan didn't move his body, because there were more than ten people in the other party, could it be that more than ten people are in the alchemy stage?

"Old guy, you dare to do it."

The opponent stood up and two people stood up. They both waved the magic weapon in their hands at the same time, and each of them held a yellow umbrella. There was a flash of inspiration on the umbrella, and a cloud of yellow smoke rose directly.

The flying sword in the other person's hand flickered, and the flying sword turned into countless flying swords and pointed at Bitter Han.

"When, when, when...!"

Master Bitter Cold watched everyone's opponent's spells with no fear in his eyes. He sat on the ground securely, and Muyu's voice was faintly thunderous.

"This is? Sky Thunder Technique? Let's stay away."

A monk called out the name of the exercise, and he and the others retreated several hundred meters.

Only the two attackers and Master Bitter Cold were left in front. The master closed his eyes, bit his tongue, and said, "Use my body to trigger the sky thunder, and I will destroy it!"

There was a rumbling thunder, and a bolt of lightning fell directly from the sky, aiming at Bitter Cold.

Ning Xiaofan frowned, it turned out that he used himself to induce Tianlei, and wanted to die with the two of them.

At the same time as the thunder was heard, Huang Guang rushed forward, and the poisonous gas sprayed from the umbrella was stopped by the thunder net when the poisonous gas just hit the bitter cold position.

As the thunder continued to roar, Master Bitter Cold spat out a mouthful of blood. He caught the thunder with his body, and the thunder also hurt himself.

Sword repair is more troublesome. Countless flying swords in the air have encountered lightning and fell directly from the sky. The power of the sky thunder is still not small.

The two attacking monks spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and the two retreated sharply, their faces pale.

The thunder and lightning directly covered the three of them, and the three of them suffered great injuries at the same time, Ning Xiaofan frowned, as the name suggests, it is really hard life sometimes!

Because the distance is too far, Ning Xiaofan can't help Bitter Cold, there are still eight people on the other side who haven't come over, I don't know how to deal with Bitter Cold again, I won't vomit another mouthful of blood~!

Ning Xiaofan slowly got down from the car and asked Xiaofeng to guard on the roof of the car, fearing that his wife and maids would be in danger, with this little guy around, ordinary alchemy cultivators would not be able to get close, don't think it's only in the foundation building period Cultivation.

"Fourth brother, come back quickly."

The other party found that the bitter cold was a suicidal attack, and quickly asked the other party's monks to retreat first.

Two flashes of spiritual light brought the two injured monks back to their original position. The two of them also had more air intake and less air output. Three people were seriously injured at the same time.

This is the tactic of injuring the enemy by one thousand and injuring oneself by eight hundred, because there are few people on one's side, only oneself, and there is no reinforcements if you want to delay, but you can fight to the death.

Only in this way can we repay the kindness of the master. Without the master, there would be no self, and if the things the master told me could not be completed, we would have to go underground to find him.

"Ugh!"

A sigh has helplessness, and a sigh has reluctance to the world.

It seemed that he had no better way. Master Bitter Cold sent a voice transmission to Escort Lin, "Old Lin, find a way to escape quickly and leave with the saint and the holy artifact. I can delay for a while."

"Master, you?"

"Don't talk, just go now."

"Yes."

The head of Escort Lin pulled Zhang Jin who was beside him, and a few more people came to the car protected by Xiaofeng and were about to leave with the two women.

A group of bodyguards followed Lao Lin and ran in the direction they came from.

Xiaofeng glanced at Ning Xiaofan, "Just follow along, don't let that girl get hurt."

Xiao Fengju spread her wings and flew into the air, her body disappeared in the air.

Ning Xiaofan didn't chase after them, no matter where they ran, they were all within his consciousness, and he could see them clearly for a hundred miles around, the most important thing now is how about the bitter cold?
"Brothers, let's charge two and two, and retreat quickly when we see the thunder."

Another two monks cast spells, one stood in the wind and flew, with seven wind chasing swords in front of him, heartbeat, sword movement, sword movement, human movement, the seven swords turned into seven silver dragons, and the silver light flashed towards the bitter cold.

"Honor Silver Dragon, have you also betrayed the human race?"

Even if he changed his face, he still couldn't change his technique, Chasing Wind Sword!
"Bithan, don't blame my brother, I can't help it."

At the same time as the seven swords fell, another monk flew up, holding a gold brick in his hand!
"Brother Jin, have you all been bought by the demons?"

"When, when, when~!"

There was a series of sounds of wooden fish, the thunder hammer flashed, and the sky thunder fell again. In Bitter Han's eyes, there was only reluctance, and he took a last look at the car behind him.

Rumble!
In front of Kuhan, there was an extra lightning barrier, which directly blocked the sky thunder.

A Chasing Wind Sword and a Gold Brick Cultivator, before the two of them retreated, lightning fell from the sky and directly smashed the two of them to the ground. It was full of friction, and their bodies began to twitch on the ground.

The two were snatched back by several people, and the two were only injured by lightning. This injury was not only a trauma, but also a soul injury.

Because the two of them were lying on the ground, they took in more air and less air out, so it seemed that their lives were about to die.

This master of bitter cold is really very powerful, and he injured four opponents with lightning.

Kuhan also spat out a mouthful of blood, leaning against the big tree beside him, his body trembling a little, "Oh, master, the task you gave me has not been completed!"

A big hand pressed behind the bitter cold, a comfortable warm current, who is this?Can anyone help me?

It's him, it's really him, he is my nobleman!
"small……."

With a very weak voice, Ning Xiaofan took out a pill and stuffed it directly into Bitter Cold's mouth.

"Master, are you alright?"

Master Bitter Cold shook his head. It won't take long for him to run out of fuel. Even if he can help him, it will be heaven's power.

"Alas!" When he saw Ning Xiaofan's cultivation, he let out another long sigh, because he thought too much, how could such cultivation be able to deal with four alchemy cultivators, not even one of them!
Master Kuhan took the pill, and seeing that he would be able to do something right away, he smiled and said, "Master, I got Zhang Lingfu a few days ago. I wonder if it will work?"

"Amulet!"

When he saw a golden talisman in Ning Xiaofan's hand, his eyes were filled with joy, the ancestor was right, it was him, and with him, the saint would be fine.

"Boy, are you a tripper?"

"This young man is really serious. What are you doing out here? You want to die!"

I saw a flash of inspiration in the opponent's hand, and a willow-leaf dart flew out. I saw Ning Xiaofan waved his hand, and a leaf flew out, and the dart fell to the ground with a bang.

"what?"

The opponent used spiritual power. With his cultivation base, who would have thought that someone would hit him with a leaf in this dart 100%. How strong is the opponent's strength?
The opponent's flower finger is also too strong, this skill is stronger than that of the alchemy monk, who is this?

"Guys, I have a magic talisman in my hand, have you seen it?"

When Ning Xiaofan approached, he could feel the demonic energy on several people, but it was very weak, and these people had just become demonic.

"What sign?"

"What kind of talisman can there be in a Qi refining period? Is it in the foundation building period?"

"Haha, a piece of garbage, what good things can you come up with? If there are good things, they can save you."

A group of monks saw that the bitter cold was no longer enough, and a little guy on the fifth level of Qi Refining stood up. These people laughed and watched the fun.

I saw Ning Xiaofan's palm facing up, a flash of spiritual light, is it a fourth-order magic talisman?
It is a fourth-order card, which is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage, and one of them is a bit stupid because he has seen a fourth-order talisman, and the other three have never seen what a fourth-order talisman is like, thinking that Ning Xiaofan is holding something to scare people .

"No, no~!"

There was a look of fear in the monk's eyes, because he knew that as long as it was a fourth-order talisman, it would be easy for these four people to confess their lives here.

"Third, what's wrong with you?"

"That, that is..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Xiaofan whispered, "Thousands of miles are covered in ice, thousands of miles are covered in snow, thousands of miles are covered in ice!"

"I'll go, fourth-order talisman?"

The six people were stunned at the same time, and there were two people on the side ground who knew it was the fourth level, and wanted to escape immediately, but it was too late.

Snow was flying in the sky, starting from Ning Xiaofan, a bunch of ice walls rushed towards the distance.

"Ding, congratulations master, killing the enemy has immeasurable merit, and you will get 24 merit points."

A magic talisman killed eight people, and these eight people died under the magic talisman at the same time. The first person has 3 points of merit, which is really not much.

"Ding, congratulations master, the charm value has increased by 10 points."

I'll go, the old man is good, and he can give you 10 charm points.

As long as the objects in front of Ning Xiaofan become ice sculptures, the eight monks all become ice men, they are still alive and kicking in just a few breaths, and they all stop there in just one breath, as if time paused, frozen in place.

Ning Xiaofan took the steel knife and slashed at the Iceman. After one slash, only storage space was left, and another slash left another storage space.

Compared with Wanli Frozen, there is a lot of difference between Frozen Thousand Miles. If it was a fifth-order magic talisman, these people would not even be left with scum.

Just one knife to each ice sculpture, you can get a storage space, several people and some magical artifacts fell on the ground, and they were all put away by Ning Xiaofan.

While Ning Xiaofan was doing these things, no one reacted.