The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Leng Bingqing and Duan Tiande were confronting each other in the field, while the other Xuantian Sect disciples held magic weapons and were alert to Qiu Qianqiu.

"Junior Sister Leng, how could you be so miserable? I feel so sorry for you." Duan Tiande's pretty face showed a concerned expression, but his eyes kept lingering on Leng Bingqing's plumpness.

Leng Bingqing felt as if her body was licked by a poisonous snake. Her eyes were full of disgust, and she wanted to split this annoying guy in half.

Behind her was a gorgeous and fragrant golden sunflower.

"Brother Duan, don't just think about the beauty, the boy is back."

Qiu Qianqiu put away the headless body of the demon tiger, his face full of joy, completely ignoring the fiery eyes of several Xuantian Sect disciples.

A gust of wind blew, and Zhan Nianchuan fell to the field like a meteorite, and the red flame long sword in his hand slashed at Duan Tiande fiercely.

"You little brat, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

Duan Tiande saw the might of Zhan Nianchuan's attack and curled his lips in disdain. In his opinion, this attack was just the cultivation of an ordinary Qi Condensation Level 7 or 8 disciple, and he could break it with a single hand.

He waved his right hand, and a golden long whip, like a long snake, with a sharp whistle and a strong golden aura, hit Zhan Nianchuan.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, Zhan Nianchuan's arm was numb, and his long sword kept shaking. He was forcibly shaken away for several feet, while Duan Tiande stepped back several steps, showing a trace of surprise.

"Good fellow, you are really capable, but that's it, it's over."

Duan Tiande laughed wildly, holding a long whip, aiming at Leng Bingqing from a distance, and said coldly:

"Junior Sister Leng, get out of my way, otherwise I can't guarantee what I will do."

A figure flashed, Zhan Nianchuan stood in front of Leng Bingqing again, and Qiu Qianqiu also stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Duan Tiande.

A confrontation appeared again in the field.

The four people's spiritual pressures confronted each other, and it was obvious that Leng Bingqing and the others were at a disadvantage.

Leng Bingqing's injuries had not healed, and Zhan Nianchuan's real cultivation was still too low, and he could not fight against these two veteran inner sect first disciples.

"The strength is still insufficient," Zhan Nianchuan sighed in his heart, "Relying on external objects blindly, it will eventually fall behind, it is not the kingly way."

At this moment, several Xuantian Sect disciples stood behind Leng Bingqing and Zhan Nianchuan after some hesitation.

Leng Bingqing's character is obvious to all. She blocked many attacks for them in the battle with the demon tiger just now. Under such circumstances, they chose to trust Leng Bingqing.

As a result, the strength of the two sides suddenly reversed, and even Leng Bingqing's side was slightly stronger than the other side.

Duan Tiande and Qiu Qianqiu looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Junior Sister Leng, are you really unwilling to take people away? You have no future following this kid." Qiu Qianqiu looked at Leng Bingqing with interest, trying to persuade her to leave.

Leng Bingqing's combat power is extraordinary, and it can't be taken without paying a huge price. If possible, he doesn't want to do things to the extreme.

"Yes, Junior Sister Leng, we know that you still have a Xuan-level mid-stage talisman in your hand. After killing two demon tigers, the remaining power of the talisman in this kid's hand is equivalent to the full force of a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. But with this, you can't beat us."

Duan Tiande also persuaded. Although he was lustful, he also knew that the overall situation was important.

What disappointed them was that both Leng Bingqing and Zhan Nianchuan looked indifferent, as if they had not heard what they said.

"Humph, since Nie Yunxi and Zhong Li are dead, their two talismans must have fallen into your hands, right? But do you really think you can fight us like this?" Qiu Qianqiu said in a muffled voice.

He spread out his right hand, and a small talisman appeared, with dense runes on it, revealing a powerful and frightening power.

A Xuan-level top-grade talisman!

At the same time, Duan Tiande also slapped his storage bag, and a light talisman flew up with it. A terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly appeared, causing everyone in the audience to stagnate.

Another Xuan-level top-grade talisman!

Duan Tiande and Qiu Qianqiu looked at Leng Bingqing and Zhan Nianchuan with a smile, and seeing their sudden change of color, they felt proud and couldn't help laughing again.

This is the method they jointly agreed upon, to directly show their ultimate strength, crush the opponent, and force the opponent to give up.

They are not afraid of being exposed. In the face of such absolute strength, all conspiracies are useless, just like the demon tiger in the middle stage of Tongming was killed by a sword.

Looking at the two talismans emitting terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, Leng Bingqing's heart was cold. The opponent had two Xuan-level upper-grade talismans, and his side only had one Xuan-level upper-grade, one middle-grade and one low-grade. It sounds similar, but in fact, the difference is huge.

The power of a Xuan-level upper-grade talisman is at least equivalent to two Xuan-level middle-grade.

What should I do? Should I give up the fruits of victory that I have finally obtained? But what else can I do?

Leng Bingqing has no doubt that Duan Tiande and Qiu Qianqiu will take action. After all, the temptation is too great. There are more than a hundred golden sunflowers, two demon tigers, and dozens of disciples' storage bags. This is definitely worth two Xuan-level upper-grade talismans.

Thinking of her troubles, she couldn't help but glance at Zhan Nianchuan, but found that he just frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

For some reason, Leng Bingqing's originally worried heart suddenly calmed down when she saw him thinking.

Duan Tiande and Qiu Qianqiu talked and laughed in low voices, not paying any attention to the others.

As the situation turned around again, the atmosphere changed subtly. The other disciples looked hesitant and even began to communicate with each other.

Seeing this situation, Qiu Qianqiu nodded secretly in his heart and decided to add fuel to the fire and completely suppress Leng Bingqing's confidence.

Although they had the advantage, he was still unwilling to have a big conflict unless it was absolutely necessary. Wouldn't it be good to keep a Xuan-level top-grade talisman?

He coughed lightly, stepped forward a few steps, and said with a smile:

"Brothers and sisters, you have seen the current situation. Sister Leng can't protect you. Follow me, brother, and I won't say much. Each person will get a spiritual medicine and a storage bag!"

After hearing this, two disciples from Changhe Sect and Xuantian Sect suddenly flashed their eyes and were obviously tempted.

"Haha, fellow disciples, please rest assured. The title of the first inner disciple of the Beast Taming Sect is still worth a lot of spirit stones. I, Qiu, still have to save face. If Junior Sister Leng and the others say that I betrayed and killed you after leaving the Nanlu Secret Realm, how can I survive?"

As soon as these words came out, the two disciples immediately made up their minds.

They looked at each other, and the disciples of Changhe Sect walked out first, while the disciples of Xuantian Sect bowed to Leng Bingqing. The two left the Xuantian Sect team one after the other and stood behind Qiu Qianqiu without saying a word.

In this way, the paper strength of the two sides was reversed again, and Duan and Qiu once again had the upper hand.