Lingxiao Immortal Clan

At the same time.

On the top of Yanyang Mountain, in a bamboo building, an old monk with a pale face, flowing white hair, and wearing a green Taoist robe walked out.

The old monk saw the Bihai Chongyuan Pearl that was fighting in the monster group and dozens of flying boats flying from afar, and a trace of relief appeared on his face.

"The people of the Ling family are finally here."

Then, he used the sound enhancement technique and said loudly.

"Fellow Taoists in the mountain, we are here to support you."

"Everyone, follow me to attack with all your strength. Don't hide your means. Help our allies to contain the monster group outside the mountain and help them enter the mountain."

This voice spread throughout the Yanyang Mountain.

The monks in the mountain all knew the seriousness of the matter, and they followed suit, desperately using various means of attack to bombard the more than 200,000 monsters attacking the mountain.

And the white-haired old monk on the top of Yanyang Mountain also sacrificed a whisk at the level of a magic weapon at this moment.

This whisk is the "Qingxin Whisk", the treasure of the Qingxin Taoist Temple, and the white-haired old man is the "Qingxin Old Taoist" who is the third-level Jindan master of the Qingxin Taoist Temple.

He waved his hand lightly, and the five thousand white whiskers at the front of the whisk quickly grew longer, flew out of the mountain, and poured into the group of monsters.

These five thousand white whiskers seemed soft and slender, but they were so sharp that they easily pierced the heads of the Qi training and foundation building monsters wearing solid mud armor.

Under the fierce attack of more than 8,000 monks in Yanyang Mountain, their achievements were not small.

Every breath, at least three or four thousand monsters died tragically at their hands.

In just ten breaths, they killed thirty or forty thousand monsters.

But the good times did not last long. Among the more than 200,000 monsters, a huge "roar" sounded suddenly.

Then, a huge crocodile demon, which was fifty feet long, covered with a layer of thick black scales and carrying the pressure of the golden elixir, rushed out from the depths of a swamp near Lingshan, stirring up countless black mud.

This giant crocodile was the swamp giant crocodile king of the third level of the golden elixir in the swamp giant crocodile clan.

This crocodile looked at the 30,000 or 40,000 Qi training and foundation building monsters that died tragically on the battlefield in a short period of time, and his heart was full of anger.

Among those monsters, there were few of its own kind.

But they were all his subordinates.

The muddy swamp realm was mostly swamps, and there were not many monsters suitable for living there.

To make up for the 30,000 or 40,000 monsters that had just been lost, they could only rely on the monsters in the muddy swamp realm to reproduce and replenish themselves.

And this replenishment time would take several years.

Several years was not long for it, but now the Baiyun Mountains were invaded by humans.

Several years were enough to determine the fate of a golden elixir monster clan.

Under such circumstances, the reduction in the number of monsters under its command is equivalent to reducing its strength.

However, this third-level Jindan giant crocodile king did not attack immediately, but looked at the Bi Hai Chong Yuan Baozhu behind him that had killed the monsters, with a bit of fear in his eyes.

Then, he looked up at the dozens of flying boats in the distant sky.

When he realized that there was only one first-level Jindan cultivator on those flying boats, and the remaining nearly two thousand cultivators were all cultivators in the Qi training stage and foundation building stage, the fear in his eyes suddenly dissipated, and instead, there was a bit of bloodthirsty joy.

"I didn't expect that the owner of that powerful gem is only a human Jindan of the first level."

"Hahaha!"

"When I kill that person and get the gem containing gravity, I will also have a handy magic weapon."

"The flesh and blood of that person is also a good spiritual object for nourishment. When I swallow the flesh and blood of that person and the flesh and blood of the third-level Jindan human in Yanyang Mountain, my chances of reaching the fourth level of Jindan will be greater."

Thinking of this, the bloodthirstiness in the eyes of this swamp giant crocodile became stronger.

Because Ling Pengyun and others were far away, it was not good at long-range attacks, but only good at physical strength, and it was difficult to attack Ling Pengyun and others who had not yet approached.

In addition, the 8,000 cultivators in Yanyang Mountain and the old Taoist Qingxin posed a greater threat to the monster group, so the swamp giant crocodile king put the Bi Hai Chong Yuan gem aside first.

It roared at Yanyang Mountain, then swung its thick tail behind it, quickly swam in the black mud swamp, and crashed into the formation of Yanyang Mountain.

Seeing this, the Taoist Qingxin in Yanyang Mountain frowned.

If the powerful swamp giant crocodile king was allowed to crash into the formation in the mountain, it would probably be broken in less than three days.

He hurriedly urged the five thousand long white whiskers transformed by the third-level intermediate magic weapon Qingxin whisk in his hand to roll towards the body of the swamp giant crocodile, tying up most of its body and restricting its movement.

Moreover, the white whiskers were getting tighter and tighter, and the white whiskers were like blades, gradually cutting through the thick black scales on the body of the swamp giant crocodile king.

The swamp giant crocodile king and Taoist Qingxin had fought several times before, and knew how powerful the white whiskers were.

It did not dare to be careless, and immediately cast the swamp giant crocodile clan's innate magic "Black Scale Armor", and a black light flashed around it.

A set of black spiritual armor gradually emerged from the scales on its body, blocking all the white whiskers wrapped around its body.

This crocodile king also avoided the pain of being cut by the five thousand sharp white whiskers and penetrating into the flesh.

Then, this swamp giant crocodile king began to exert force, swinging his body, trying to break free from the restraints of the white whiskers.

Although the grade of Qingxin whisk is as high as the third-grade middle grade, and the white whiskers that are transformed are also tough, but the old Taoist Qingxin is now injured and it is difficult to fully exert the power of this magic weapon.

In addition, the giant swamp crocodile king has a strong body and contains a huge force of more than 500,000 kilograms.

As the crocodile kept swinging, the white beards tied to it gradually became overwhelmed, and the flickering spiritual light became a little dim.

It is likely that it will not be long before the white beards will be torn off by the crocodile.

More than two thousand feet away.

The sky.

On the Lingxiao flying boat.

Ling Pengyun looked at the mighty swamp crocodile king with his eyes slightly narrowed.

"This crocodile's cultivation is probably at the peak of the third level of the golden elixir. It is estimated that it is only a matter of time before it breaks through to the fourth level of the golden elixir."

"This is a problem."

Ling Pengyun's expression moved slightly and he temporarily took over the control of the forty Yunxiao flying boats behind him, transferred huge spiritual power to those flying boats, and used all his strength to drive those flying boats and the magic weapon cone-shaped Lingxiao flying boat he was sitting on to rush to Yanyang Mountain.

Although the distance was more than 2,000 feet, these flying boats flew at full speed and arrived outside Yanyang Mountain in less than a hundred breaths.

On the way, many monsters attacked Ling's flying boats with magic.

But those Qi training and foundation building monsters were not good at magic attacks, and their power was not strong. They were easily blocked by the light curtain supported by the third-level lower-grade Five Elements Return to Origin Formation, and it was difficult to pose any threat to the flying boats.

As for the swamp giant crocodile at the peak of the third level of the Golden Core, it was now being entangled by the Taoist Qingxin with all his strength and it was difficult to get away.

Ling's flying boats also took this opportunity to follow the big hole in the formation protecting Yanyang Mountain and successfully entered the mountain. The flying boats also landed on a huge flat land halfway up Yanyang Mountain.

Several disciples of the Qingxin Taoist Temple in the foundation building period were also brought up at this moment, arranging the nearly 2,000 casual cultivators brought by Ling, as well as Ling's Qi training and foundation building cultivators to participate in the battle.

There was also a foundation-building cultivator who invited Ling Pengyun to the top of the mountain to meet the Jindan Qingxin Taoist from the Qingxin Taoist Temple.

On the top of Yanyang Mountain.

"I have long heard that you, Daoyou, entered the Jindan before you were a hundred years old. Today, seeing that Daoyou is so strong, I believe that you are indeed a great man of the time."

The "Qingxin Taoist" who used the Qingxin whisk to trap the Jindan level 3 peak swamp giant crocodile outside the mountain saw Ling Pengyun coming, and he separated some of his mind and greeted Ling Pengyun.

"Daoyou, you are too kind. I just entered the Jindan by chance, and I am not worthy of the title of a great man."

"Now that my clan has come, I wonder what you are going to do next? Do you plan to stay, or do you plan to find an opportunity to take your disciples away from here?"

Ling Pengyun was not interested in the compliments of the Qingxin Taoist, but asked meaningfully.

"I believe that Fellow Daoist Ling can see that I am injured. I am not fit to fight in this condition."

"Nearly half of the disciples of my sect who are powerful were lost when they were developing the territory of Qiuyangyan."

"Therefore, I plan to leave this place and return to the hinterland of Qiuyangyan after helping Fellow Daoist Ling stabilize the situation."

"As for this mountain, although it is in the territory of Qiuyangyan occupied by my Qingxin Taoist Temple, I can make the decision to lend this sacred mountain to Fellow Daoist's family as a base, so that the nobles can resist the huge group of more than 200,000 monsters outside the mountain."

Qingxin Taoist is also an old Taoist. Knowing Ling Pengyun's intention, he did not hide too much and said directly.

"Thank you very much." Ling Pengyun was very satisfied when he heard this. This was exactly what he wanted to see.

If the old Taoist Qingxin stayed here, after destroying the group of monsters outside the mountain, the old Taoist Qingxin would definitely share a lot of the spiritual veins of the muddy swamp.