Urban Medicine Martial Immortal Venerable

Chapter 3189 Injured?

Golden Yinling King!

One of the most powerful existences in this corpse-refining tomb!

In such a large nest of corpse refining graves, golden Yinling kings rarely appear.

most of the time.

It only exists through word of mouth!

The ghost is here.

Generally divided into first-level transparent Yinlings, second-level green Yinlings, third-level black Yinlings, and fourth-level white Yinlings!

Further up, that is the golden Yinling King!

That is comparable to the existence of the late Nascent Soul!

Even if it is a white fourth-level Yin spirit, it is not something ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators can win!

And in this corpse-refining tomb nest, the most common types of powerful Yin Spirits are green Yin Spirits and black Yin Spirits, which are equivalent to the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage and Golden Core Stage respectively!

The white fourth-level Yin spirits above are very, very rare!

Now... the appearance of the golden Yinling King is so shocking!

Looking at the tall golden figure on the mountain, there are several white Yin spirits and a group of black Yin spirits beside him.

Everyone was stunned!

Their faces were full of astonishment and shock, their mouths were opened wide, fear gradually spread in their eyes, and they forgot to run away for a moment!

At this time, it was too late to escape.

The three white-headed Yin spirits have already stood in the air, forming corners, guarding the three exits.

They vaguely gained some consciousness, looking at the group of people below, their empty eyes shone with light.

The white Yinling is equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator!

The actual combat power does not belong to the middle stage of Nascent Soul at all!

Three white Yin spirits stood in the air, and the cold breath swept down like surging waves.

The remaining monks were shrouded in these breaths, and they were all frightened and stiff, and their hearts were full of fear!

Not to mention.

There are also seven or eight black ghosts wandering around, each of them is equivalent to a golden core monk!

Dead!

Many people have this idea, and their hearts begin to despair.

Even the four guardians of the two major sects, including Bian Rong, all became extremely ugly, and even began to be filled with fear in their eyes!

Facing three white yin spirits equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage, there are more than a dozen Golden Core monks following them!

Not to mention.

The golden Yinling King appeared in the middle of the mountain!

This is equivalent to the strength of the late Nascent Soul!

Just the Yinling King alone is enough to keep them all here!

At this moment, everyone did not dare to move, they were frozen in place!

Jiang Xiaobai and Xu Huang, who originally wanted to leave, and other people on both sides of Wangxianmen and Black Soul Sect, dared not move at all!

The atmosphere is a little afraid to breathe!

Ju Youming and the others who were hiding in the dark suddenly stopped breathing!

Looking at the Yinling King in the distance, Ju Youming and Nie Xingchun, their hearts seemed to be hit hard by something, and their bodies tensed up to the extreme.

If they were discovered by the Yin Spirit King, they would have no chance to escape!

The difference in strength between the early stage of Nascent Soul and the late stage of Nascent Soul is too big!

What's more, the golden Yinling King's strength may be even more terrifying.

If they are discovered, they will never escape!

"How to do?"

Ding Gong was a little anxious at this time, and said hastily.

Although both Ju Youming and Nie Xingchun are Nascent Soul cultivators, they are simply incomparable to this Yinling King!

However, he glanced at Lin Tian next to him, seeing that the latter was already calm at this moment, and seemed to see the appearance of the Yinling King, but he was just surprised, so he didn't care!

What is his strength?

She is still so calm now, she must be relying on something!

Ding Gong felt even more mysterious about Lin Tian.

On the contrary, Zhong Yi waited for a few people, his face was already pale.

How aggrieved that a group of people fell here!

"Can't show up! Wait! Wait for the two great elders of Wangxianmen and Black Soul Sect!"

Ju Youming was also extremely nervous, and said in a deep voice: "When they come, they may be able to deal with the Yin Spirit King, and then we will take the opportunity to enter the Dragon Palace! If not, we can only leave! Today's harvest is already considered good!"

Listen to this.

The group breathed a sigh of relief.

At least there is still a chance to escape!

Luo Yang and Zhuang Xiao outside probably sensed the monstrous aura on this Yinling King's body!

"Kill...he...them!"

Suddenly, a faint voice came from mid-air, and it was the Yin King who spoke.

Its eyes shone with gold.

The whole body exudes a breathtaking breath.

It uttered human words and gave orders to the dozen or so white ghosts around it.

But those three black ghosts didn't move!

Their eyes were like black blades, staring at the people below.

"Hoho~"

More than a dozen white ghosts flew out, screaming incomparably ugly.

They were murderous, with cold eyes, as if they wanted to choose someone to devour.

"escape!"

Bian Rong was the first to roar.

He turned and flew away.

Others hear this.

They all dispersed immediately.

Puff Puff Puff ~

The next moment.

There was a sound of bones being broken.

Those black Yin spirits turned their hands into black sharp blades, attacking like lightning, breaking off the weapons of many monks, and then piercing them, fiercely and swiftly.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people died!

The monks on both sides of Wangxianmen and Black Soul Sect have already rushed to the entrance, ready to leave.

The next moment.

Find the passage entrance.

But there is already a black ghost waiting there.

It seems to be here in the blink of an eye!

too fast!

This speed is extremely terrifying!

Even Bian Rong and Qin Fu and the other four protectors, who have the cultivation base of a fake baby, can't even see how this black ghost came here.

Bian Rong and the group stopped quickly and retreated a certain distance.

The guardians of the sects on both sides even guarded Xu Huang and Jiang Xiaobai behind.

The two are the top geniuses in the sect, and if one dies, it will be an incalculable loss to the sect!

But the black ghost didn't seem to make a move, just looked at them quietly.

But the black eyes are filled with a stunning light, as if they are the gaze of death!

But the black Yin spirit didn't make a move, but several white Yin spirits rushed over.

Each of them is equivalent to the middle to late stage of Jindan.

The strength is no longer weak, Bian Rong waits a lot.

"Let's shoot together! The four of us should be able to stop it!"

Bian Rong turned his head, looked at the others, and said coldly.

Li Hongfeng, another guardian of the Black Soul Sect, nodded.

Qin Fu and Jia Jinbo, the two guardians of Wangxianmen, looked at each other and rushed out.

Facing the attack of seven or eight white Yin spirits, the four of them were able to handle it with ease.

"Take..."

At this time, the golden Yinling King spoke again, giving an order to one of the black Yinlings.

The black ghost blocking the way of Bian Rong and the others swept over silently.

"Wait...surrender...let you die quickly..."

The golden Yinling King struggled to stop his words, and it was really not easy to be able to speak out.

But what it said made the souls of those who were still alive fly away.

Especially when they saw the black Yin spirit approaching, Bian Rong and the others looked desperate.

"Why isn't the Great Elder coming!"

Jiang Xiaobai roared loudly.

Xu Huang was also full of unwillingness at this time.

They don't want to die here.

"Hmph! What a golden Yinling King. Normally, even if the old man joins hands, it's not too low. Unfortunately, he was injured!"

Just at this time, an old voice came from the entrance of the passage.

At the same time, a slap slapped the black ghost running towards Bian Rong and the others like lightning.

The black Yin spirit was directly blown away. ,

The next moment, Zhuang Xiao, the elder of Wangxianmen, and Luo Yang, the elder of Black Soul Sect, appeared in the underground space.

"Big elder!"

Xu Huang, Jiang Xiaobai and the others all cried out in surprise.

Was the Yinling King injured?

Ju Youming and Nie Xingchun, who were hiding in the dark, were all surprised.

(End of this chapter)