The monks present could not help but be startled, and they all looked up to the east, wanting to see which immortal had arrived.
What shocked the monks present was that the two demon kings paused slightly and slowed down suddenly after hearing the sound of wind chimes.
Feng Yidao thought of something. He raised his brows, slowed down the magic techniques in his hands, and stopped the rising aura. Finally, he turned around and fled towards the Purple Stone Demon King.
Gu Changqing raised his head to look at the person who came, and saw that he was tall and slender, wearing a red crown jade on his head, white brocade embroidered with peach blossoms, and a face that was so handsome that it was almost coquettish. It really complemented each other.
There was a string of crystal-clear magic weapons like wind chimes floating on the man's palm. The wind chimes moved slightly, and a burst of wind chimes sounded again. The two demon kings stopped moving, and even their faces showed a look of confusion.
This person is none other than Lanzhou Loose Cultivator, Patriarch Lan Ling.
He had previously promised the other three families to kill a fifth-level mid-level monster in exchange for a life-extending spiritual item. Today, it was time to fulfill his promise.
While shaking the spiritual treasure in his hand, he took out a needle-like magic weapon that was more than a foot long. Under the stimulation of a massive amount of true energy, the needle changed from one to two, two to four, and four to many, in just two breaths of time.
, turned into tens of thousands of identical steel needles, emitting a shining cold light.
In the end, the tens of thousands of steel needles were all aimed at the ferocious-looking Black Wind Demon King.
At this moment, the Black Wind Demon King suddenly broke free from his control, and his body suddenly swelled up to reveal his true form. A solemn look flashed in the eyes of the ancestor Lan Ling. With a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of steel needles moved towards him without hesitation.
The Black Wind Demon King shoots away!
The Black Wind Demon King let out a roar, spitting out a black hurricane mixed with flames from his mouth, facing the steel needles, and most of the steel needles emitting cold light instantly disappeared into nothing.
Less than one-third of the remaining steel needles instantly penetrated the Black Wind Demon King from different angles, and a few steel needles even pierced the Black Wind Demon King's belly despite the hurricane.
However, the Black Wind Demon King is huge, and the damage caused to him by these mere steel needles is really limited.
Ancestor Lan Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and used his true energy to urge the spiritual treasure in his hand again. However, this time, the Black Wind Demon King, who was on guard, was only stunned for a moment before he regained consciousness.
On the other side, Feng Yidao took advantage of the opportunity when the Purple Stone Demon King was controlled by Ancestor Lan Ling and successfully cut off one of his arms and seriously injured him.
Qi Zhikong took action and threw the fourth-level spiritual talisman without the spirit stone. Before Feng Yidao killed the purple stone demon king, three fourth-level monsters were killed by Qi Zhi's spiritual talisman.
The arrival of Ancestor Lan Ling also refreshed the spirits of other Jindan monks. Even the several Jindan monks who were seriously injured became more energetic in their hands.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the situation reversed twice. When the low-level monks saw another Nascent Soul Ancestor coming, they all regained their confidence.
However, after Gu Changde manipulated the magic weapon to kill a second-level low-level monster, he looked up at the ancestor Lan Ling above his head and thought that this man looked younger than the ancestor Zhantian, and he could actually restrain him easily.
The fifth-level mid-level Demon King is truly amazing.
Of course, Gu Changde is not the only one who thinks so. Many low-level monks saw Lan Ling Ancestor for the first time and could not help but be surprised and sighed.
This Yuanying Ancestor is so handsome!
At this moment, Patriarch Lan Ling didn't know what was going on in the hearts of these low-level monks. He was busy fighting the Black Wind Demon King!
The Wind Chime Spirit Treasure consumed too much real energy, and the Black Wind Demon King was on guard again. It was of no use anymore and was temporarily put away by Ancestor Lan Ling.
At this moment, he was controlling an exquisite pagoda, fighting the Black Wind Demon King back and forth.
Ancestor Lan Ling is a pure Dharma cultivator, so unlike Feng Yidao, he does not engage in close combat with the Black Wind Demon King. The exquisite pagoda has dual functions of defense and trapping enemies. If the Black Wind Demon King is captured by this exquisite pagoda,
Lord, you can imagine the outcome.
However, the Black Wind Demon King, as a veteran among demon kings, naturally saw the beauty of this exquisite pagoda at a glance, and tried his best to avoid it from the beginning to the end, refusing to let the pagoda get close.
On this side, Feng Yidao, who had beaten the Purple Stone Demon King back in a row, couldn't help but glance at Ancestor Lan Ling.
Although this person is a casual cultivator, he has a lot of good things. One spiritual treasure and two magic weapons, both of which are special types. I am afraid that the ancestor of the Shaoyang Sect, the Mishuo Ancestor, is not as rich as him, right?
And here, the Purple Stone Demon King, whose body-protecting purple light must have been extremely dim, seemed to be distracted when he saw Feng Yidao, and a thought instantly passed through his mind.
escape!
He glanced at the Black Wind Demon King who was fighting with Patriarch Lan Ling, and without hesitation turned into a purple light and fled away.
At this moment, Feng Yidao sneered, and the knife in his hand flew out, majestic like a tiger descending from the mountain, and slashed at the purple light with lightning speed!
The Purple Stone Demon King let out a cry of pain, and the knife struck his back firmly. He felt a damp heat behind his back. However, even so, he did not dare to look back, but continued to move deeper into the demon clan's territory.
Escape!
Seeing the Purple Stone Demon King run away in an instant, Feng Yida retracted his sword and nodded with satisfaction.
Last time, I just cut off a piece of his skin. This time, I cut off an arm and seriously injured him. Maybe next time, I can really cut off the head of this purple rhinoceros.
But here, seeing Zishi actually running away, the Black Wind Demon King couldn't help but become very angry. He glanced at Feng Yidao, who was coming towards him with a knife, and snorted coldly.
Do you think you can win with more people?
Stupid human monk, he is not the two boys Zishi and Wangyue. He has advanced to the fifth level for hundreds of years. Today, let these two human monks be quiet, his real method!
The extremely angry Black Wind Demon King thought this, and just when he wanted to vent his anger on Ancestor Lan Ling and Feng Yidao, he suddenly heard a voice. The voice sounded very sincere and full of temptation.
"Fellow Daoist Black Wind, since you are so angry, why don't you blow yourself up to calm your anger?"
In an instant, the Black Wind Demon King's true energy poured into the inner elixir. However, just when he was about to detonate the inner elixir, he suddenly noticed something was wrong, and both his movements and his true energy paused.
And at this moment, that voice appeared in his ears again
"Fellow Daoist Black Wind, what else is there to hesitate about?
If you are unwilling to part with these thousand years of hard training, how about giving me the inner elixir?"
Here, Feng Yidao, who was stopped by Patriarch Lan Ling's gesture, put away his sword. Hearing Patriarch Lan Ling's words, he frowned and sent a message to all the Jindan monks, telling them to stay away from Patriarch Lan Ling and Heifeng.