Lingxiao Immortal Clan

At the same time.

Deep in the Bailing Gate, in a quiet room in a cave.

A middle-aged monk who was a little fat and looked very rich, like a rich master, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Next to this person, there was a compass that exuded the aura of a third-level low-grade magic weapon and a drop of golden blood suspended above it.

In an instant, the compass and the drop of golden blood suspended above it suddenly flashed with spiritual light.

The magnetic needle on the compass also began to rotate wildly the next moment.

After rotating for about three or four breaths, the rotation speed of the magnetic needle slowly slowed down.

The position of the magnetic needle arrow was also fixed in the west direction, and a trace of spiritual light also flashed at the position of the magnetic needle arrow, as if guiding others to go southeast.

The rich master who closed his eyes next to him had been alarmed. When he saw the appearance of the blood-borrowing compass next to him at this time, his eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance.

A touch of greed also appeared on his face.

"Finally, we have found the only offspring of the Jindan realm Golden Wing Dapeng of the Wanshou Sect. The Jindan offspring is indeed not dead yet."

"Thinking this way, the Jindan offspring must have been hiding in the third-level breath-retaining formation for the past two years, which has blocked the search of our sect's compass for finding relatives."

"Now, the Jindan offspring should have left the third-level breath-retaining formation and went out to the outside world."

"I hope that this time I can use the Jindan demon prince's offspring to find the trace of Liu Nian, the disciple of Wanshou Daoyou who is carrying two Jindan spiritual objects."

"If we can find Liu Nian and get the two Jindan spiritual objects on him, the sect's foundation-building perfect... Bing..."

Thinking of this, the rich master stopped thinking.

Then, he took the third-level inferior compass of borrowing blood to find relatives, turned into a phantom, left the cave, and turned into a figure that others could not find. He quietly sneaked out of Bailingmen, followed the guidance of the compass in his hand, and quickly rushed to the west.

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Northern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation Realm.

A barren land in the "Yuan Kingdom" territory, which is tens of millions of miles away from the territory of Yan State.

A golden-feathered roc carrying an ice-faced middle-aged man rushed to the west.

But not long after, he felt something unusual behind him.

Turning his head, he saw a small black dot appear behind him. With the blessing of the vision technique on his eyes, he could see the shape of the black dot clearly.

It was a middle-aged cultivator with a fat body, a strong aura of wealth, a kind face, and looked very easy to talk to.

When the ice-faced middle-aged man saw this person, his brows suddenly frowned, and a trace of hatred appeared on his face.

"Damn it, how did old ghost Bai Ling catch up with me?"

He cursed inwardly, and then directly ordered the golden-feathered roc that had completed its foundation to use the escape technique to escape as soon as possible.

The golden-feathered roc was indeed extraordinary. When it used the escape technique, it burst out with a speed comparable to that of a Jindan-level demon beast.

But the middle-aged cultivator who was chasing behind it was even faster, and the distance between them was also rapidly shortening.

In just a few hundred breaths, the middle-aged cultivator caught up with the golden-feathered roc within tens of thousands of feet.

"Friend Liu, I haven't seen you for a long time. You seem to be more energetic."

"If Taoist Wanshou could see you like this, he would be very pleased."

"It's a pity that Taoist Wanshou died young."

"But I am a kind person. I will send you to the underground to see your short-lived master right away."

The middle-aged cultivator smiled slyly and sent a sneer to the cold-faced middle-aged man who was riding the golden-feathered roc in front of him.

The hatred on the face of the middle-aged man on the Golden-Feathered Dapeng became even stronger when he heard this.

"Old ghost Bailing, you will not die well."

The rich man who was chasing behind him couldn't help laughing when he heard this curse.

"Hahaha! It's hard to say whether I will die or not, but... Today, my friend will definitely die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rich man burst out with a faster speed, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed to the ice-faced man within ten thousand feet.

Then, he raised his hand and shot out a magic flying sword, with one sword cutting the ice-faced man and the Golden-Feathered Dapeng under his seat into two pieces.

Seeing this, the ice-faced man who was running for his life in front of him quickly took out several third-level low-grade defensive talismans from his storage bag and hit himself.

But just when the magic flying sword of the wealthy master was about to hit the defensive talisman around the ice-faced man, a red flying sword carrying the aura of a dragon suddenly came out from a distance and fiercely blocked the flying sword of the wealthy master.

A sharp sound of Gengjin iron was also heard.

"Zheng!"

This scene startled the ice-faced man and the wealthy master.

Immediately, the two looked towards the place where the dragon sword came from.

Suddenly, the two saw a blue escape light rushing towards this place.

A young man's voice was also heard from the escape light.

"Daoyou Bailing found the remnants of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect and didn't tell my Ling family. Could it be that Daoyou Bailing is planning to eat alone?"

The wealthy master was very familiar with this voice, and his face darkened.

"Why is this person here too?"

Soon, the blue escape light showed its figure.

This man was eight feet tall and looked young, but he had black hair fluttering in the wind, and he was wearing a blue Taoist robe. There were clouds and mists floating around him, giving him an air of immortality.

The man raised his hand and waved it, and three huge coffins appeared quietly, floating in the air.

Three demon corpses with strong demonic energy and green nether fire all around them quickly crawled out of them.

"Demon Three, stop that man."

The young man with a fairy-like appearance raised his hand and pointed at the icy-faced man who was riding the golden-feathered roc in the distance, and said to one of the golden elixir-level demon corpses in front of him.

The golden elixir-level demon corpse nodded slightly as if it had consciousness, and then turned into the void and walked towards that place.

The rich master who had previously chased the icy-faced man saw this, and his face became even darker. He said coldly to the young man with a fairy-like appearance.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, quickly stop that demon corpse."

"If you continue to interfere in this matter, don't blame me for breaking the friendship between our two forces."

The young man with a fairy-like appearance was naturally Ling Pengyun.

The rich man was Bai Ling Zhenren of Bai Ling Sect.

Ling Pengyun was not afraid of this threat and said calmly.

"The Ten Thousand Beast Sect was destroyed by you and me. Now that the remnants of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect appear here, I should kill them. If there are any valuables on them, my Ling family will also have a share?"

"If you really want to fight... I will accompany you to the end!"

Bai Ling Zhenren snorted angrily and immediately slapped the storage bag on his waist, and took out the Black Flame True Fire Gourd, the treasure of the Bai Ling Sect, and summoned out powerful Black Flame True Fire, which covered the sky and hit Ling Pengyun in the distance.

Ling Pengyun was not afraid, and successively used the Bi Hai Chong Yuan Treasure Orb, the Fen Yuan Magic Lamp, the Yu Gui Chang Banner, the Shuang Long Fu Hai Formation, the Fire Dragon Sword and other magic weapons to meet the attacking black true fire.

The three-layer and six-layer red-gold bear underworld fire corpses beside him did not just stand there and watched. They also spit out underworld fire.

For a moment, although Ling Pengyun, who was only at the fourth-layer of the Golden Core, actually used various means to resist the attack of Bai Ling Zhenren.

He even had a few advantages.

If Bai Ling Zhenren had not taken out several magic weapons and used them to reverse the situation and gain the upper hand, Bai Ling Zhenren would probably have been suppressed.

Bai Ling Zhenren was shocked by this.

In the past, although he had seen Ling Pengyun fight against others and knew that Ling Pengyun had extraordinary means, he did not expect Ling Pengyun's means to be so strong that he could compete with him when he was completely victorious.

Then, his eyes kept turning between the magic weapons that Ling Pengyun had played and the two underworld fire corpses whose strength was extraordinary enough to rival the fighting power of the cultivators of the same level.

"The two Nether Fire Corpses are particularly strong, both of which are comparable to the combat power of cultivators of the same level. I wonder how Ling Pengyun refined them."

"Although the grade of his magic weapons is not high, they are all top-notch among the best, and their power is not weak. In Ling Pengyun's hands, their power is greatly increased."

"With this person's own strength, I'm afraid he has the strength of the sixth level of Jindan."

"Under such circumstances, Ling Pengyun's means are enough to fight against the seventh level of Jindan. Even if my cultivation is as high as the eighth level of Jindan, I'm afraid it will be difficult to repel him with ordinary means."

"If I use the method of increasing strength, it is possible. There was a chance to repel him, but the price was too high, and the old man Xuanyang from Xuanyang Sect was watching closely... It was not advisable to forcibly use the method of increasing strength to repel him. "

"I didn't expect that the Ling family, who was just following behind my Bailing Sect in the early years, would have become so powerful so quickly..."

"We need to be on guard against this clan."

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have formed an alliance with the Ling family decades ago. This might have suppressed the development of the Ling family..."

Thinking of this, Bailing Zhenren thought that if it weren't for the help of the Ling family, the great enemy of Bailing Sect, Xuanyang Sect, would not have been crippled.

"Ah!"

"One powerful enemy is gone, and another one is coming!"

"It's really hard to survive in the Yan Kingdom's cultivation world!"

After Bailing Zhenren sighed, he quietly put away the black flame, and then said to Ling Pengyun in the distance.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, since you were able to find this place, I'm sure you know what Liu Nian, the disciple of Master Wanshou, has."

"If Liu Nian has the two golden elixir spirit objects that disappeared from the Master Wanshou Sect, I can give you one of them. However, the two golden elixir spirit objects must still be divided according to the 70:30 split when we destroyed the Master Wanshou Sect. If you want to take one of them, you need to pay 120,000 spiritual stones."

An ordinary golden elixir spirit object costs about 300,000 spiritual stones.

Two would cost 600,000 spiritual stones.

Ling Pengyun, who was far away, hesitated for a while after hearing this and felt that this matter was relatively fair. In addition, Master Bailing was very powerful. If he really provoked Master Bailing, he would probably find it difficult to resist and could only leave without success.

He nodded and replied.

"Okay."

Then, the two stopped their tit-for-tat and turned their attacks to Liu Nian, who was stopped by a golden elixir-level red gold bear fire corpse in the distance.

After all, Liu Nian was a disciple of Wanshou Zhenren, and he was wealthy, carrying a large number of third-level spiritual talismans.

With those third-level spiritual talismans, this boy was able to block the attack of the Jindan first-level Hell Fire Corpse.