Outside the ancient ruins, Hengxiong and others were talking. At this time, someone suddenly rode a big bird and flew over them.
"who is it……"
Hengxiong and others were very alert, but they did not notice the incoming person. Only when the incoming person spoke out did they become aware of his presence.
They were extremely shocked, because there was only one possibility that could prevent them from feeling the presence of the coming person, and that was that this person's cultivation and strength were far above them.
"Why does this person have the aura of Little Medicine King on him?"
The person who came was a young man, wearing white clothes and a silver crown on his head. He had a handsome face and sword-shaped eyebrows. He was an out-and-out handsome man.
Beautiful monks are very common in the world of cultivation. You must know that after a monk's cultivation reaches a certain level, he can change his appearance at will.
"call."
The young monk rode a big bird and descended from the sky. A biting wind swept down from the sky. Sand and rocks suddenly flew from the cliff. Even some short trees were uprooted.
"this……"
Seeing this scene, Hengxiong and others couldn't help but be shocked. Their guess came true. This man's cultivation level was indeed much better than that of himself and others.
Even the flat-haired beast at the young man's feet was very ferocious.
It was a black eagle. The wings of this eagle were spread out like two door panels. The strong wind blowing from the wings made Hengxiong and others stagger and stand unsteadily.
"Zhizhi."
At this moment, something jumped out of the hands of the young monk on the back of the black eagle and rushed towards the sloppy old man.
"What……"
Everyone was shocked. After all, Heng Xiong was a strong man from the ninth level of the Immortal God. He was only one step away from entering the realm of the Immortal Emperor. With his quick eyes and quick hands, he directly slashed at the thing that was rushing towards the sloppy old man with a sword. ,
"snort."
When the young monk on the back of the black eagle saw Heng Xiong take action, he quickly waved his sleeves, and a strong wind suddenly appeared, and then rolled towards Heng Xiong,
"Roar."
Hengxiong roared, his long hair dancing wildly. In an instant, he unleashed his most powerful cultivation and combat power, causing ripples visible to the naked eye to appear in the void.
However, no matter how Hengxiong crazily activated the immortal power in his body, it was difficult to compete with the young monk. The strong wind swept in and directly swept away Hengxiong and his sword.
"Lie."
The clothes on the sloppy old man's chest were torn by the thing. A jade box fell out and was grabbed by the thing. Then it jumped on the back of the black eagle and landed on the shoulder of the young monk.
"you……"
The sloppy old man was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground. The jade box contained the little Medicine King plant given to him by his master Gu Zhong.
That's the Little Medicine King. Ordinary monks can't get such a magical medicine at all. This Little Medicine King is very important to the sloppy old man.
He had cut off his own cultivation, and needed this magical medicine to replenish the energy in his body. With this little medicine king, he would be able to recover quickly.
But now, this extremely precious little medicine king has been snatched away by a little beast.
"The little guy is so good, he knows what I want."
The young monk opened the jade box, and a stream of pure spiritual energy immediately hit his face. A magical medicine shrouded in aura lay inside the jade box,
On the young man's shoulder, there was a little white-haired mink squeaking happily, very spiritual.
"That was what Master just gave me..."
The sloppy old man was so excited that his body's energy and blood surged. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face flushed. He was so frightened and angry that he almost suffered a hidden injury on his body.
"Master, give a small medicine king to a mortal."
The black eagle stopped over the cliff. The young man on the back of the eagle could not help but frown. He knew very well the value of a small medicine king and could give it to anyone casually. This person's master must have some background.
"Who are you? We have never offended you."
At this time, Hengxiong, who was swept away by the young man with a wave of his hand, came over. He was not injured, but the other party's high level of cultivation shocked him.
"You are not qualified to know who I am."
The young monk said proudly that his background was so good that he did not pay attention to these low-level casual cultivators. What made him a little afraid was the master behind this old man.
Now is the great world of the human world, and the world of cultivation is extremely prosperous. Even immortals and gods are no longer lofty gods in this great world.
The young monk also knows that there are some powerful men hiding in the world that he cannot provoke.
"I took this little medicine king, and I will treat it as something you gave me as a filial piety."
The young monk was about to leave, but Heng Xiong had already charged forward. Bright sword lights shot out from his body and penetrated towards the young monk above the black eagle.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
The young man stretched out his right hand and pressed down. The pure sword light shattered under his palm. This time, Hengxiong received a huge impact and was slapped down from the air by the young man.
"boom."
There was a vibration on the cliff, and countless stones rolled down the cliff. A large handprint appeared on the cliff. In the middle of the handprint, there was a person. That person was Heng Xiong.
"Ahhhh..."
Almost all the bones in Heng Xiong's body were broken, and the immortal body of the Nine Heavens Immortal God was covered in blood and flesh. The young monk's blow completely defeated him.
It's not that he is too weak. With his cultivation in the ninth level of the Immortal God, he is considered a master in the human world. It's that the other party is too strong. This person may look like a powerful Immortal Emperor.
There was no suspense. The strength of the young monk completely shocked everyone present.
"Do you know whose little medicine king you snatched belongs to?"
A tall middle-aged monk stood up. This man's cultivation level was only slightly weaker than Heng Xiong's. A powerful immortal aura burst out from his body.
"Hmph, I don't care who owns this Little Medicine King. What my Xiaoyao Little Immortal Emperor likes belongs to me."
The young monk seemed a little angry,
"Little Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao, the young master of Xiaoyao Sect."
Everyone couldn't help being surprised when they heard this. Xiaoyao Sect is not a small sect. This sect has been passed down in the Southern Wilderness for a long time. It has a profound foundation, similar to that of the Zhongli family.
And the most important thing is that Xiaoyao Sect has good relations with the four ancient tribes of the Southern Wilderness, and there are many experts in the sect. This Xiaoyao Little Immortal Emperor is an emperor in the Southern Wilderness.
"What nonsense, I have never even heard of it."
Chapter completed!