Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

"Quick, we have to find the master and Sister Ling as soon as possible. I don't know how they are doing over there? Are Sister Ling and Lingyou injured?" Tang Jian waved his hand and waved everyone to rush outside the city gate.

"Don't worry, the First Elder and Master have rushed over. It will be fine." Yan Qinglan said words of relief, but her face was solemn.

The group of people comforted themselves. Of course they knew what a strong Immortal Emperor represented, and the Great Elder rushed over from behind. It was inevitable that everyone's hearts would jump.

"It's okay, don't worry, my mother is fine." The little bird flew in the air. The four mythical beasts were connected with their master. Naturally, they knew that the master was only slightly injured, but not life-threatening. They were eager to get to him now. around.

Xiaoqueer's words successfully comforted everyone. They were no longer as anxious as before, but their pace was faster. Maybe Sister Ling is still waiting for them to help?

Xie Mingchun, Xi Muyang, Hua Jianchen, and Tian Yu didn't say a word and followed behind him silently. But they looked at Xiaoque'er, they heard it right. Little Queer calls Miss Ling’s mother? Several people looked at each other, it couldn't be what they thought, right?

Zhou Mu saw their eyes sizing up the explorer, so he was proud but inexplicably proud and whispered a few words to a few of them. The eyes of the four people instantly shook. They looked at Zhou Mu in disbelief and then at the group of people leaving in the distance.

"Zhou Mu, you didn't lie to us."

"Hey, I'm crazy." Zhou Mu stopped talking nonsense to them and flew away to chase his friends.

The four of them came back to their senses at this moment, looked at the retreating figures, and secretly thought, Oh my God, it turns out that Xiaoqueer and others who came to help later were the contracted beasts of Miss Ling.

Those are the four legendary beasts! For a moment, they didn't know how to step forward, so they could only follow mechanically at the back, their eyes frequently looking at the figures in the front, and their minds turned into a ball of mush.

Only now do they realize how narrow-minded they were before. They could only see ten miles ahead, and they were already complacent about their achievements. As everyone knows, Miss Ling and her little friends are very subtle. It turns out that there is such amazing splendor and splendor in a place they didn’t know existed.

At this moment, they are extremely eager to get out of this world and go to the real big world for a walk and adventure.

"Let's go, don't be in a daze, or you won't be able to keep up." Xie Mingchun shouted, and the four of them ran away again.

Speaking of two sticks of incense, both Fu Ling'er and Yang Jian were already furious. Both sides tried more than a thousand moves but failed to defeat the other. Yang Jie gradually lost his patience, his face turned red, his eyes were fierce, his hands quickly formed seals, and he struck Fu Ling'er with a thunderous blow.

"Evil Palm"

The huge black palm print in the sky struck Fu Ling'er.

"Die to me."

"Ling'er..." Wan Qiyuan, who was flying over, saw such a terrifying scene. His liver and gallbladder were split apart, and the double blades in his hands came out, hoping that it was still too late.

The giant black palm print was almost in front of him, and Fu Linger hurriedly formed a seal to attack it.

"boom"

The huge impact pushed Fu Ling'er away, and the blood surged in her chest. She pressed her lips tightly to suppress the blood, so that no one could see what was wrong with her.

The power of chaos operates at an extremely fast speed, and the physical discomfort is relieved.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" The black and white double blades struck Yang Jie's vitals.

Yang Jie dodged sideways and leaned back to avoid the double-edged attack. The double blades spun around and returned to Wan Qiyuan's hands.

However, Yang Jie followed closely, and a dark soul-stealing gun appeared in his hand and quickly swept towards Wan Qiyuan, but his attack was taken over by Jean Lingyou.

Wan Qiyuan ducked to Fu Ling'er's side,

"Ling'er, how are you? Are you injured?"

"Fortunately, it's nothing serious," Fu Ling'er uttered a few words softly. The power of chaos nourished her body, and she recovered now.

"Then, Ling'er, you rest first, I'll go meet him," Wan Qiyuan's cold eyes showed a sharp cold light, daring to hurt Ling'er and seeking death.

"Be careful, he practices resentment and his martial arts are very evil."

"Don't worry, Ling'er, I have my own sense of responsibility. You've recovered your spiritual power. I'll come back as soon as I go." After saying that, Wan Qiyuan rushed towards Yang Jie, just in time to reach out and withdraw his strength, allowing Lingyou to fly backwards and stabilize his body. Land firmly.

"Lingyou, you should take a rest. I'll go meet him."

"Master, be careful."

"Ah."

Yang Ji looked at Wan Qiyuan opposite and shouted disdainfully,

"Are you going to die again? Very good, I don't mind giving you a ride too,"

"Arrogant," Wan Qiyuan didn't wait for him to prepare. Immediately, there was no wind around him, and dark spiritual power surged up. For a moment, his entire body, dressed in white, was looming in the black smoke, looking wild and evil, like a murderous god descending into the world.

"Black mist again? Are you too..." Yang Jie's whole body felt numb. He was already surprised that there were two cultivators using ghost energy. He didn't expect there was another one. Where did this person come from? It doesn't look like demonic energy, nor does it look like ghostly energy.

None of them are right, that is the legendary dark spiritual power that is one in a million.

It is said that dark spiritual power has special skills that can restrain all spiritual powers. I wonder if it is true? If true, that's a bit of a problem.

However, Yang Jie quickly put away his little thoughts. It didn't matter if he could restrain other spiritual powers. He uses his strength and cultivation to crush the opponent to death.

Just as he was thinking about it, Wan Qiyuan's attack was already approaching. The black and white double blades whirled towards his neck and abdomen, whirling one after another. The blades shone with a cold light, like The bloodthirsty monster bit Yang Jie's body.

Yang Jie quickly retreated, dodging the knife on his neck, but not the black blade on his abdomen.

In an instant, blood flowed out.

Wan Qiyuan didn't give him a chance to react, so the double blades returned to his hands, and he immediately attacked again, sticking to Yang Jie to attack at a close distance, and his dark spiritual power was attached to the double blades.

His agile and swift sword skills were mastered by his dancing, and the sharp edges kept flashing in the rolling black mist, bringing out streaks of blood. Yang Jie was in a hurry for a while.

Yang Jie calmed down, raised his spear, and a chain of resentment wound up like a spiritual snake. At the same time, Wan Qiyuan's dark spiritual power also turned into a chain, attacking, entangling, and strangulating.

In an instant, the chains of resentment were torn apart and dissipated.

Yang Jie was shocked. Sure enough, the dark spiritual power was different. He immediately changed his style of play.

The hands rotated, faster and faster. In an instant, strong winds came up, blowing up flying sand and rocks, broken branches and leaves, and everything around them turned into flying arrows and shot towards Wanqiyuan.

All of a sudden, flying arrows were flying all over the sky.

Wan Qiyuan's double blades merged, and the Hunyuan realm instantly opened, and the flying arrows in the sky stopped in mid-air. Immediately changing direction, Wan Qiyuan activated his dark spiritual power,

"shhhhhh"

Countless flying arrows were like boomerangs, shooting at Yang Jie again.

Yang Jie quickly formed a seal and put up a shield in front of him.

Just when he thought he could escape, something unexpected happened suddenly.