"Tell me, are you so busy with panda eyes and bitter gourd face?"
Ye Kong looked at the person opposite, half accusing, half feeling distressed.
"Look at how miserable I am, why don't you come and help me share the burden?" Ye Ling pouted and held up her still dizzy head with her hands.
The maid outside the door heard a noise in Ye Ling's bedroom and knocked on the door twice.
He asked tentatively, "Lord Ling, do you need me to come in?"
Ye Ling quickly touched his face and hair, calmed down a little, and said, "No, just go and wait outside."
"Yes," came the voice of the maid walking away.
"I came to see you today for a few things?" Ye Kong said straight to the point.
Hearing this, Ye Ling's lips that had just been raised slightly drooped again. He came to see him if he had anything to do.
This is really what do you think of my Zixia Pavilion.
"Let's go, I'm going somewhere," Ye Kong came over and took Ye Ling's hand without saying a word, which instantly turned into a stream of light and shot straight into the sky.
Ye Ling was startled when she woke up, "Hey~ can you please stop scaring me as soon as you come~"
"I haven't brushed my teeth, washed my face, or combed my hair. Being seen by others would damage my image as the master of heaven and earth."
Along the way, Ye Lingxu talked a lot.
Ye Kong only replied lightly, "I will surprise you later!"
The two of them were flying so fast that even if they flew past their eyes, they would be almost undetectable.
Not long after, the two came to the boundary between the fairy world and other worlds. The surroundings were deserted and the sky was dark.
Ye Kong emitted his spiritual consciousness, checked for a while, and suddenly flew straight in the direction.
"Where are you going?" Ye Ling had no choice but to follow her. She couldn't bear her unkempt appearance along the way, so she used magic to change herself into a lavender gauze skirt.
Although spells are very effective, they lack the sense of ritual that they experience personally, so Ye Ling rarely uses them.
A few breaths later, they came to an open wasteland, land covered with withered grass, a dim sky, and even a hint of burning smell floating in the air.
"Why are you here?" Ye Ling pulled a corner of Ye Kong's robe and couldn't help but ask.
"When I fought in the Time and Space Corridor for two days and two nights, I killed Luo's clone Ling, and left a trail of clones behind when I left."
Ye Kong continued, "Recently, I can often feel a prying consciousness sweeping over me."
"I can't tell you clearly, it's just a fleeting feeling that I can't catch the spy," Ye Kong said, with a distressed expression on his face.
"Then what did you find when you came now?"
"We'll find out later," Ye Kong continued walking forward. At the end of this huge wasteland, there was a tree growing, which looked like a huge mushroom from a distance.
Ye Kong stepped forward quickly, rushing out like the wind, squeezing the air at such a fast speed that it made a "click" sound.
Soon, the details of this tree appeared before our eyes. The bent and cracked roots were tightly pierced to the bottom. The trunk was about the thickness of a person, and the branches and leaves were luxuriant.
The leaves are dark green in color and have a dull surface. If Ye Kong hadn't picked off a leaf and looked at it carefully, he would have thought it was a fake tree.
"There is indeed something wrong with this tree. Even grass doesn't grow here. Why is there this tree?"
Ye Kong pointed to the depths of the leaves, where there was deep green but airtight.
Suddenly, Ye Kong stretched out his palm, and a burst of spiritual power shot out. The huge impact was like a tornado, instantly submerging the trees in front of him.
Boom boom~
Kaka~
The roots of the tree were uprooted, the trunk was crumbling, the leaves were flying and scattered, and most of them were blown off in an instant.
When the tree was about to be submerged by the storm, a huge power of spiritual consciousness was reflected through the tree, and the tornado was instantly calmed down.
Both Ye Kong and Ye Ling felt a strong sense of oppression. If they hadn't been strong in cultivation, ordinary cultivators would have died due to the explosion of their meridians under this pressure.
"Haha~" A low and suffocating sneer came from among the dense leaves.
"Ye Kong, I was discovered by you, but so what?"
"Are you the one who peeked into the fairy world?" Ye Kong asked calmly.
"Yes, it's me," the deep voice continued, full of disdain.
"It's really unlucky to be killed by a loser in Qi training!"
"Tell me, what are your last words? If I'm in a good mood, I might be able to fulfill one of your last wishes."
Among the deep green leaves, the voice came out even more brazenly, completely ignoring Ye Kong and Ye Ling.
"I should be the one to say this. Why are you taking my line?" Ye Kong said with an indifferent expression.
Ye Ling naturally believed in Ye Kong's strength, and she guessed that the mysterious man spying on him had a cultivation level higher than that of Luo Di.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have peeked into the fairyland many times in silence.
"Haha, if you were so stubborn before you died, it won't be long before everyone in the fairy world will come to bury you!"
Suddenly, Ye Kong heard a crackling sound in the air. He looked up and saw a huge cloud of white smoke coming out from among the leaves. It became bigger and bigger, and the crackling sound in the air became louder and louder.
big.
Ye Kong didn't have time to think too much. He jumped up and pulled Ye Ling to the top of a distant mountain in an instant.
Bang~bang~bang~
The white smoke rolled bigger and bigger, enveloping more air, and made explosive sounds several times in succession. Sparks appeared in the white smoke, and lightning flashed from time to time.
In just a few breaths, the huge wasteland was blown up into dust and smoke, hot scorched earth was sprayed into the air, and potholes of various sizes appeared on the ground.
A trace of cold sweat broke out from Ye Ling's back, "It's so dangerous. This mysterious man's strength is not low."
Ye Kong raised one corner of his lips and sneered, "Really, his performance is over," and then stretched out his hand, a dazzling white light flashed through, and a small fishing rod appeared in his hand.
He swung the rod lightly, and the small fishing rod instantly hit hundreds of times. The straight fishhook turned into a sharp blade and flew toward the trees in the wilderness at the speed of light.
Phew~
Wherever the small fishing rod passed, the void seemed to be cut open, making a "click" sound.
Soon, the mysterious tree was cut off in the middle, and the small fishing rod spun around again, changed its direction, and flew up and down in the air.
Ah~
A painful wail came out, and the dismembered tree trunk fell to the ground with a "snap", and the leaves scattered in the wind.
From the gaps in the bark, a dark red liquid oozes out and has a fishy smell.
"Ye Kong, just wait for me. I won't give up. What you killed was just one of my thousands of clones."
The low voice came out again, with deep reluctance, like an evil ghost calling for life in the middle of the night.
"Kill, you can kill as you like, I want to see how much more power there is in the immortal world, hum!"
How could Ye Kong let him escape so easily? He concentrated his mind and carefully sensed the source of his spiritual consciousness.
Suddenly the whole body became quiet, and only the sound of his own heartbeat could be heard. Ye Kong followed the guidance of his heart and disappeared from the place in an instant.