Lingxiao Immortal Clan

Outside the small cave, Ling Pengyun, who had restrained his breath, looked at the scenery of the mountain col several hundred feet away and secretly guessed.

"Judging from the auras leaked by the three black-clothed monks during the battle, the taller black-clothed monk should have a late-stage Qi-training cultivation, while the other two only have a mid-stage Qi-training cultivation."

"As for the middle-aged monk who is at a disadvantage, he should also have a late-stage cultivation of Qi. Judging from the fact that this person throws out a valuable first-order mid-grade spiritual talisman from time to time, I am afraid that this person is not a casual cultivator. In all likelihood, they are from powerful people, so they changed into linen robes in order to keep a low profile. As for the three black-clothed monks, they are probably the evil cultivators that the elders call specializing in murder and robbery."

Ling Pengyun stayed away from the fight that was happening in front of him.

He now has the dividends from the Xuanshui iron ore vein, and is also skilled in the two arts of weapon refining and spiritual cultivation. There is absolutely no need to participate in a fight that has nothing to do with him.

But just when Ling Pengyun was about to leave with Xiaofeng Yingpeng, the battle in the mountain col hundreds of feet away came to an end.

The late-stage qi-training monk in sackcloth had used his spiritual talismans many times to get out of trouble, and all the spiritual talismans in his hands were exhausted.

Without the help of the talisman, he had less than ten breaths before the three evil cultivators seized the opportunity and were beheaded by a flying sword weapon.

After killing this person, a small mouse no bigger than a fist suddenly appeared on the ground at the feet of the late-stage Qi-training evil cultivator.

After hearing what the little mouse said, the black-clothed evil cultivator in the late stage of Qi training looked happy and turned to look at where Ling Pengyun was.

Through the qi-gazing technique, Ling Pengyun's presence was immediately detected through hundreds of feet.

Ling Pengyun, who had only been watching the battle for a moment from a distance, was startled when he saw the leading evil cultivator in black looking at him.

Although his location is not far from the mountain col where the three black-clothed evil cultivators are, it is still hundreds of feet away. In addition, he himself has gathered his aura as much as possible, even a cultivator with perfect qi training should be able to It was impossible to detect his existence in such a short period of time.

Confused, Ling Pengyun's eyes suddenly stopped at the little mouse at the feet of the evil cultivator in the late stage of Qi training. His pupils shrank slightly and he sighed secretly.

"Spirit-seeking rat? No wonder it noticed me in such a short time."

The spirit-seeking rat is a kind of rat demon that is extremely sensitive to spiritual power. It can enter the first level. Although it is not strong, it is fast and agile.

This rat is often captured by monks and used to search deep into the territory of monsters and beasts to search for various elixirs or spiritual objects.

"I think the monk wearing linen robes who was killed by the three black-clothed evil cultivators just now was found by the three black-clothed evil cultivators because of the rat."

"Evil cultivators are indeed evil cultivators. Spirit-seeking rats and other spiritual beasts that search for elixirs and spiritual objects fell into the hands of these three evil cultivators. They were specially used to search for lone cultivators."

Ling Pengyun secretly sneered.

In the mountain col.

The evil cultivator in the late stage of Qi training saw that there was another monk here, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the face under the black gauze was full of joy.

"Well done." The evil cultivator in black lowered his head and praised the little mouse who discovered Ling Pengyun.

After saying that, he immediately waved his hand and put the little mouse at his feet into a small bag on his waist.

Then he made a hand seal with his hands and cast a light body technique on his body. A green light appeared on his body. After leaving a word, he quickly rushed towards Ling Pengyun's location.

"There are fat sheep, follow me."

The other two black-clothed evil cultivators in the surrounding area were startled when they heard the signal. They cast their Zhanqi Techniques one after another and looked towards the direction where their boss was running. They also noticed the presence of Ling Pengyun and saw that there was indeed another "fat sheep". The two of them looked at each other. There was a hint of joy in his heart, and he quickly followed his boss to kill Ling Pengyun.

Ling Pengyun, who was outside the small cave, was not surprised when he saw this scene.

He had already guessed what was happening when he was discovered.

The distance of several hundred feet is too short. In all likelihood, even if he escapes, he will be caught up soon.

Ling Pengyun calmed down and first put the little Feng Ying Peng, who was not in the realm of innate perfection, into the beast control bag to prevent the little Feng Ying Peng from being accidentally destroyed in the battle between the Qi Practitioners.

Then, he quickly waved his hand and tapped the storage bag on his waist, summoning a three-foot-long flying sword that was entirely white, and a turtle-shell-shaped shield the size of a millstone.

This white flying sword is called the Flowing Light Sword, and the turtle shell-style magic shield is called the Turtle Spirit Shield. They are both first-class high-grade magic weapons. They were purchased by Ling Pengyun from the General Affairs Hall when he left the Clan Mountain. They cost one hundred and ninety yuan each. A piece of spiritual stone, and two hundred and forty spiritual stones.

The average price of a first-level high-grade magic weapon on the market ranges from 180 to 200 spiritual stones.

Under the control of divine consciousness, the Flowing Light Sword was suspended beside Ling Pengyun, while the Turtle Spirit Shield was held tightly in Ling Pengyun's hand.

After preparing all the magic weapons, Ling Pengyun did not stop. Instead, he continued to use magic formulas with both hands. First, he used three water shield techniques in succession to build three water shields around his body. Then he used the magic techniques to condense the water. Arrow, suspended beside him.

When Ling Pengyun condensed seven feet long water arrows, the black-clothed monk in the late stage of Qi training was the first to enter the 100-foot range covered by Ling Pengyun's spiritual consciousness.

"Go!" Ling Pengyun saw this and did not hesitate. He groaned in his mouth and his consciousness moved slightly.

The flowing light sword floating next to him was like white light, and it was shot out first, followed by the seven-foot-long water arrows following the flying sword.

In order to kill the late Qi training black-clothed cultivator as quickly as possible, Ling Pengyun even took out a small needle from his storage bag and shot it out inadvertently.

The speed of the Flowing Light Sword was extremely fast. In an instant, it crossed a distance of more than 90 feet and killed the late Qi training evil cultivator.

The late Qi training black-clothed evil cultivator was shocked when he saw the flying sword coming so fast. He quickly summoned a yellow magic shield from his storage bag, held it tightly in his right hand, and blocked it in front of him to block the incoming Flowing Light Sword.

"Zheng!" The flying sword hit the magic shield, and a sound of iron and steel rang out.

The yellow magic shield in the hands of the late Qi training black-clothed evil cultivator was of good quality and blocked the Flowing Light Sword. However, the huge force transmitted from the sword to the magic shield along the arm caused the late Qi training cultivator to retreat several steps before it was released.

Before he could recover, seven foot-long water arrows came at him again.

The power of these seven water arrows was extraordinary. After bombarding the magic shield held tightly by the black-clothed cultivator in the late stage of Qi training one after another, the residual force transmitted directly broke the right arm of the black-clothed evil cultivator in the late stage of Qi training. Even the magic shield was blown away several meters by the residual force of the seven water arrows.

The evil cultivator in the late stage of Qi training endured the pain of breaking his right arm and was about to take out a water shield talisman from his storage bag and arrange it around him, but he didn't expect that a silver light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hidden weapon flying needle."

The pupils of the black-clothed evil cultivator in the late stage of Qi training saw the slender flying needle transformed into silver light, and the fear of death appeared on his face.

The flying needle was too close to him. Before he could use the water shield talisman in his hand to defend, the flying needle had already pierced his head.

Then, the man's vitality also quickly drained away, but in an instant, he lost all his breath and fell to the ground.

"Brother."

The two black-clothed evil cultivators in the middle stage of Qi training who were slower shouted when they saw their brother fell to the ground without any breath.

Then, a sense of fear rose in their hearts.

Their brother was a strong man in the late stage of Qi training, and such a strong man was killed before he could last ten breaths, not to mention that the two of them were only cultivators in the middle stage of Qi training.

The two looked at each other and turned around and ran in opposite directions at the same time.