Just when Kong Laosan and others killed Hongyang of the Beast Control Sect, seized the storage bag, and left, the entire spiritual land was also in a state of turmoil. Now, nearly one-third of the three-month period has passed.
, some people couldn't hold it any longer and couldn't help but take action.
Those weak casual cultivators may fight against each other for a spiritual medicine or a spiritual beast, showing no mercy. Compared with the disciples of the big sects, these casual cultivators are more ruthless and use less methods.
Even more cruel, once he takes action, he doesn't care about the consequences.
At this moment, at the bottom of a cliff to the west of the spiritual land, two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building were fighting. Judging from the clothes of the two, they were obviously casual cultivators. One of them was as long as a hemp pole and had a
Wearing a gray robe, with wrinkles on his face, he looked sixty or seventy years old. There was a small shield made of unknown material around his body, and he was controlling a flying sword to kill the opponent fiercely.
Opposite him was a baby-faced man with a ruthless look on his face, and a silver silk thread wrapped around his hand. Every time he moved it, little bits of silver light would appear on the thread, making him appear and disappear, making it difficult to detect.
The two of them were going back and forth, fighting like crazy. Next to them, there was a rhinoceros-like monster lying quietly. It was obvious that the two of them were fighting desperately for this monster...
Beside the stream, two early-stage foundation-building cultivators, a man and a woman, controlled spiritual soldiers and were constantly besieging a young woman in her thirties in the middle. The two attacked ruthlessly and cooperated with each other tacitly. While the woman was attacking wildly, she kept shouting and cursing.
, the young woman surrounded in the middle seemed to be a disciple of the five major sects. Although her realm was slightly higher and she had reached the middle stage of foundation building, her moves were unorganized. She was even more angry when she heard the evil words spoken by the woman.
His face was pale, but facing the siege of two people, he could only protect himself. He wanted to break out of the siege, but he was tightly entangled by the two people and could not escape at all.
"I am a disciple of the Miaodan Sect. If you treat me like this, aren't you afraid of being chased after you go out?"
The woman shouted sternly. At this moment, she was only relying on a small three-legged cauldron for support. Her face was pale, her chest was rising and falling violently, and she was obviously at the end of her strength.
Hearing this, not only did the two people under siege not stop, but their attacks became more fierce.
"Hmph, it is precisely because you are a disciple of the Miaodan Sect that we cannot let you go. We, the helpless cultivators, cannot afford to offend a powerful sect like you. However, there are dangers everywhere in this spiritual land. Even if you, the Miaodan Sect,
If all the disciples died here, no one would say anything, right?!"
The woman sneered and said in a serious tone.
"you……"
Hearing what the woman said, the young woman was obviously in a hurry. But just after she uttered a word, the man behind him flashed his eyes and lightly tapped the spiritual sword in his hand. The sword light suddenly doubled in speed and penetrated directly through the woman's chest and abdomen.
Inadvertently, what has already died cannot die again.
After beheading the young woman, the man and the woman looked at each other with joy, took off the young woman's storage bag and left in a hurry...
Three hundred feet away to the west of Lingluo Immortal City, there is a small path called Yangchang Path. The Yangchang Path leads straight to the secluded place. On both sides are stone mountains towering hundreds of feet high. It looks extremely steep. Logically speaking, cultivators who can enter this spiritual land can
At the very least, he is at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and flying in the air is not a problem at all. Who else would walk through this path in a boring way?
However, things are different. At this moment, on this path, three men who are in the early stage of foundation building are surrounding an old man and a young man secretly, looking like they are busy sharpening their knives. But what is strange is that this old man and the young man are busy.
The young man was calm and composed. The old man had his hands behind his back and seemed not to notice the three people in front of him at all. The slightly younger young man showed his white teeth and slowly glanced at the three people with a sneer.
"If this black rock grass had not been of some use to me, I would not have come to this place. In this case, you will naturally not meet me, and you will be able to continue to live in peace. If you have to blame, you can only blame yourselves.
Seek death!"
The young man said, showing an evil smile. He turned his palm, and a palm-sized Mingyu appeared in his hand. With a slight push, palm-sized illusory fire crows shot out from the Mingyu, scattering one after another, like lotus flowers.
Generally, it surged towards the three people. In less than a cup of tea, the three people did not even scream and turned into a ball of ashes. The person in front of them was none other than the young master of Burning Sky Valley, Yuan Shaoyang.
"Go pick those black rock grasses, and let's go meet Brother Jin!"
As soon as the voice fell, the old man rode the escaping light to the stone wall and picked off the palm-sized black clover...
These are just microcosms of the entire spiritual land.
At this moment, countless battles are taking place in the entire spiritual land. Various conspiracies and tricks are emerging one after another among cultivators, and between cultivators and monsters. Whether it is casual cultivators or disciples of those sects, those who can survive are lucky.
Of course, the most intense battle is still in Lingluo Immortal City.
Although the Lingluo Immortal City at this time has long been reduced to ruins, and even its original appearance cannot be seen, but thirty thousand years ago, the Lingluo Immortal City was built by a veritable power from the upper realm to resist the demon army.
Countless secret treasures, as long as there are enough opportunities, it is not impossible to soar into the sky.
It is rumored that more than seventy years ago, a disciple of Lingjian Pavilion obtained a flying sword in Lingluo Immortal City. Although this flying sword did not look outstanding, it contained a powerful power from the upper realm.
After the secret scroll of martial arts was obtained by this disciple of Lingjian Pavilion, in less than ten years, he practiced from the early stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building. Later, after luckily forming the elixir, he became an important elder in Lingjian Pavilion.
Such examples happen every few decades. Similarly, it is precisely because of the expectation that every time the spiritual land is opened, even though they know that the Lingluo Immortal City is full of dangers, there are still many disciples coming to explore, looking forward to their own.
An opportunity.
The outermost layer of the entire Lingluo Immortal City has been completely eroded by time, and many of the surrounding ruins and walls have turned into dust. The rugged ravines are shocking to see. However, most of the cultivators who came here at this moment have no intention of admiring these. They came here with their forefoot.
, and then galloped towards the surrounding trails with his hind legs, fearing that his opportunity would be snatched away by others if he was too late.
But at this moment, apart from these cultivators who were in a hurry, there were two groups of people fighting in the dilapidated hall. Judging from the clothes of the two groups, one of them was the disciple of Fentian Valley, and the three of them were.
In the middle stage of foundation building, the four in the early stage of foundation building were controlling flying sword magic weapons, and they kept blasting away at the three people in the middle.
At the moment, it seems that the three people in the middle can't hold on for much longer. One of them seems to have been seriously injured and is being firmly protected by the other two. At this moment, the three people are already covered in color, and they seem to have been forced to a dead end...
At this moment, in addition to the two groups of people who are fighting, not far from these people, a cultivator wearing a purple shirt and a square face with thick eyebrows quietly looked at the scene in front of him, without the slightest intention of interfering. Behind him stood a group of people.
An old man in his fifties, with slightly white eyebrows and wrinkles on his face, looks old. However, his strength has obviously reached the peak level of the later stage of foundation building, and he is even only one step away from reaching the golden elixir.
However, at this moment, the old man in front of him was respectful to the young man, which showed that the man's identity was not ordinary.
After watching for a long time, the man seemed to have lost interest in the two groups. His eyes flickered and he turned to look into the void, but his mind had unknowingly flown to the sky...
Thinking of the last battle in the Nangukou Little Demon Realm, Jin Lingping's heart began to boil unconsciously, as if a fire was burning, and he could hardly control his emotions.
As the legitimate son of the Jin family, Jin Lingping has shown extraordinary talent since he was a child. He has all kinds of geniuses, treasures, pills, medicines and weapons. There is almost no opponent in the same rank. Because of this, Jin Lingping has been regarded as a member of the Jin family since he was a child.
The next patriarch was trained and instilled in him various ideas that put the interests of the Jin family first.
In Jin Lingping's heart, the ancestor of the Jin family can be said to be a symbol of invincibility. This idea is deeply rooted in Jin Lingping's heart. From childhood to adulthood, he has never wavered in the slightest. Of course, as an ancestor of the late Jindan period, ancestor Jin is here.
The Abandoned Land can indeed be called an extremely terrifying existence.
However, in that battle with Gui Yunzi, Jin Lingping's belief in his heart was completely destroyed. When he saw the ancestor of the Jin family being cut off by Gui Yunzi who turned into a green zombie, and fled like a bereaved dog, the ancestor
The image of Jin Lingping completely collapsed in his heart.
It was precisely because of this that there was an agreement between himself and Green Zombie. Of course, it would not be an exaggeration to call it a transaction.
Thinking of the content of the transaction between the two, Jin Lingping licked his lips unconsciously, and a hint of excitement flashed across his face!