Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

A group of practitioners gathered in the sky above a desolate land, and dozens of practitioners were clearly divided into two major camps.

In the middle, two young men were controlling a green flying sword and a red flying knife in a fierce battle.

The two collided with each other, emitting dazzling light and a deafening roar.

The practitioners standing on both sides watching the competition had excited expressions on their faces and whispered to each other from time to time, like two birds singing at the same time.

This group of fighting teenagers were all young men in their teens. Their cultivation had all stopped at the Qi training stage, and not even one of them had reached the foundation building stage.

However, judging from their identical clothing, they should be low-level disciples of a nearby noble family or small sect.

However, why did they gather here and engage in a fierce battle?
After the green flying sword and the red flying knife fought fiercely in the air for a long time, the green light gradually gained the upper hand and suppressed the red flying knife, forcing it to retreat step by step.

"Oh, the power of the Qingling Sword is indeed extraordinary. It seems that Senior Brother Lin is sure to win this competition."

A beautiful girl saw the scene and couldn't help but smile and said to the boy beside her.

"Humph, that's nothing. If he wasn't from the Lin family, how could he have a mid-level spiritual weapon in the Qi training stage?"

"He took full advantage during the fight. If I also had a mid-level spiritual weapon, I would never lose to him in a small test."

When the young man heard this, he was quite dissatisfied and muttered to himself.

However, his voice was extremely weak, as if he was worried about being heard by others.

The girl couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this.

Although she is still young, she already shows some charm.

However, just as she was about to continue, the boy inadvertently glanced up at the sky and suddenly let out a scream.

"What happened?" the girl asked in confusion, turning her head to look.

The girl's pretty face also showed a look of shock.

I saw a strange figure appearing in the sky not far away.

This figure was so strange. It was clearly the image of a human male, but there was a pair of huge wings growing on its back.

The surface of the wings was flashing with bluish-white lightning, but it was silent and no sound was heard.

None of the many low-level cultivators below noticed the existence of this person.

If the young man's gaze had not accidentally fallen in that direction just now, I'm afraid the two of them would still be unaware of it.

The man had his hands behind his back, not paying any attention to the girl and others who were not far away from him.

He just had his back to them and looked up into the distance, as if observing something, but there was nothing around him except white clouds.

"Who on earth is this? Could it be a high-level monster?"

The girl came from a small family of immortal cultivators. Although she had read some classics, she still knew something about the shapeshifting monsters. Therefore, when she saw this scene, her face immediately turned pale and she screamed.

"It's impossible. Although our Huozhou is located in a remote area, it is unlikely that a high-level demon cultivator would show up in broad daylight. Perhaps a senior is practicing here!"

It is rare that the boy could make an accurate judgment quickly despite being surprised.

Oddly enough, although the two sides were far apart, the winged man in the air seemed to hear their words at once.

Suddenly he turned around and looked towards them.

It just happened to meet the eyes of these two young boys and girls.

When the two boys and girls saw each other's faces clearly, they were immediately frightened and their heartbeats accelerated.

This was not because the other person's appearance was frightening. In fact, apart from his exceptionally clear eyes, this man was just an ordinary-looking young man from any angle.

However, what terrified them was that a pitch-black vertical pupil grew between the young man's eyebrows.

This eye was so empty and expressionless that it made one feel cold all over.

What is the identity of this strange person in front of me? Could he really be a cultivator transformed from a high-level monster?
Otherwise, why does he have the third eye that is unique to humans?
This idea undoubtedly shocked the young man and woman, and they couldn't help but want to confirm their doubts.

However, just as they were about to warn their fellow disciples around them, the young man in the sky suddenly turned around, and the pupil of his third demon eye instantly emitted a black light that disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, a loud roar was heard in the air nearby, followed by a flash of dazzling white light.

A figure miraculously appeared from the void, only a few dozen feet away from the young man.

Looking closely at this person, he is an old man who looks to be around sixty years old, with a triangular bun on his head, bare feet, and a striking horse face.

However, as soon as the old man appeared, he stretched out a palm without hesitation and hit the other party fiercely.

As the space fluctuated, a crystal clear light yellow hand immediately appeared above the young man's head and grabbed down with lightning speed.

However, the young man seemed to have foreseen this. He flapped his wings lightly and turned into a green arc and disappeared without a trace.

The next second, he appeared at another location nearby, but his face became extremely gloomy.

"Old Monster Feng! You have been tracking me for a whole month. You know that you cannot trap me, but you still keep chasing me. What do you want to do?"

The young man frowned and asked loudly, his voice echoing in the nearby air like thunder.

The low-level monks who were watching the battle below were caught off guard and were stunned, losing their balance and falling to the ground.

Especially those monks with weaker cultivation base felt a black screen before their eyes and fainted directly.

Only a very small number of Qi Refining cultivators who had magical instruments to protect them and profound cultivation were able to remain somewhat conscious, but they were also completely powerless.

Unable to stand up, he could only turn his neck with difficulty and stare at the "senior master" in the air, his face as pale as paper.

The two monks who woke up were the young man and woman who first discovered the strange phenomenon in the sky.

Like their fellow disciples, they were filled with endless bitterness.

If they could meet a high-level monk under normal circumstances, it would be a great blessing and the opportunity they had always dreamed of.

However, what they were facing now was a fierce battle between two high-level monks, which was undoubtedly a disaster. These young disciples who had regained consciousness could not help but reveal deep fear.

Although they had never personally experienced a fight between high-level monks, they had heard of such horrific scenes more than once from the elders of their sects.

Every narrator would repeatedly warn them that if they encountered a fight between high-level monks, they must flee the scene as quickly as possible and stay as far away from the danger zone as possible.

Once they are affected by the fighting energy of high-level monks, death will surely await them.

"Humph, you killed others, that's fine. But you actually dared to brutally kill Feng's descendants in front of me. How can I allow you to be so rampant?"

"I just don't believe that a mere Nascent Soul cultivator is capable of continuing to hold on. I am willing to waste more than ten years of my life to bring you to justice and interrogate you strictly."

The horse-faced old man said angrily, then he waved his finger, and the crystal clear yellow hand quickly spun, turning into a yellow light and attacking Yan Yun again.

The young man Yan Yun gently flapped his wings behind him and disappeared into thin air in an instant.

Then he appeared in another space twenty feet away, but his brows were slightly frowned, and his face was full of disappointment and distress.

Of course, this young man was Yan Yun, who had just turned the Yinluo Sect upside down.

The horse-faced old man standing opposite him was a huge trouble that Yan Yun inadvertently caused when he killed the last elder of Yinluo Sect.

It turned out that this horse-faced old man was actually a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage who had a close relationship with the elders of the Yinluo Sect.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun himself felt deeply regretful. Why did he choose this old man as his opponent in the first place?

If he had chosen several other Yinluo Sect elders to fight for the Guiluo Banner at that time, perhaps this disaster could have been avoided.

In fact, this old monster Feng was traveling with the elder of Yinluo Sect at that time, and the strength he displayed was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul. Yan Yun did not notice anything unusual.

Therefore, he did not take the old man seriously when he designed to lure out the elder of Yinluo Sect.

The horse-faced old man unexpectedly arrived at the place where he made the attack, and happened to witness him killing the elder of Yinluo Sect with one sword.

So, the horse-faced old man immediately became furious and displayed the powerful strength of the God Transformation Stage, and immediately launched an attack on Yan Yun.

If Yan Yun had not managed to dodge the attack unexpectedly with the magical skills of Wind-Thunder Wings and Nine Changes of Gale, he would have probably fallen into the hands of this Divine Transformation cultivator.

However, in his panic, he used the Wind and Thunder Escape without hesitation to escape from the scene.

He originally planned that even if the Yinluo Sect recalled all the elders outside the sect, he might still lurk near the Yinluo Sect for several months, looking for opportunities to act again.

However, now he unexpectedly met a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage, so he naturally had to change his mind immediately and flee from here quickly. This undoubtedly gave Yinluo Sect a glimmer of hope.

Judging from his current condition, the cultivators in the God Transformation Stage have become the biggest threat to him in this world.

This also gave the Yinluo Sect an unintentional chance to catch their breath.

However, what made Yan Yun feel helpless was that the Yinluo Sect monk he killed seemed to have a deep relationship with the horse-faced old man. The other party actually followed him all the way regardless of his own losses.

Although the escape technique he used was slightly inferior to the Wind and Thunder Escape, with the support of his cultivation in the Spirit Transformation Stage, the gap between the two was not too big.

What's worse is that it seems that the other party has exerted some kind of power on him, and every time he tries to get rid of the other party, it takes a while.

When you are preparing to hide your whereabouts, you will always be accurately tracked by the other party before long.

Yan Yun hurriedly checked his entire body, but found nothing abnormal.

This made Yan Yun more wary of Old Monster Feng and he decided to engage in a protracted war with him.

He was well aware of the limitations of a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, so he planned to use the power of the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Liquid to gradually drain the opponent's magic power, and then try to get rid of him and escape.

However, half a month later, Yan Yun fell into trouble.

He was surprised to find that the horse-faced old man also possessed the ten thousand year old spiritual liquid. The two of them traveled through several states and counties one after the other, and they remained in the same state the whole time.

There was no sign of his spiritual energy weakening.

Considering the other party's identity as a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, it would not be surprising even if he really had the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Liquid in his body.

On the contrary, Yan Yun was nearly caught by the enemy several times and had to rely on magic weapons to maneuver before he could successfully escape again.

During this period, Yan Yun had tried many times to persuade the other party to give up chasing him, because the other party was obviously not a cultivator from the Yinluo Sect, and it was not necessary to fight to the death.

However, the old man with a horse face who called himself "Old Monster Feng" may have begun to feel ashamed and angry because he had been unable to catch up with Yan Yun for a long time.

He refused without hesitation, and even threatened Yan Yun to surrender and be tied up as soon as possible to avoid suffering more pain and torture.

Facing the threat from Old Monster Feng, Yan Yun remained very calm and did not respond.

So, the two continued chasing each other for several days and finally came here.

During this process, Yan Yun suddenly stopped and decided to confront the Jindan stage cultivator head-on in order to test the gap in strength between himself and the Jindan stage cultivator.

He believed that as long as he showed strong enough strength and made the opponent understand that even if he could defeat him, the energy consumed would be beyond the opponent's tolerance, then the opponent would definitely choose to give up chasing him.

However, Yan Yun did not know that at this moment, the "Old Monster Feng" who appeared behind him was filled with mixed emotions of shock and anger, and his heart was also full of doubts and troubles.

Yan Yun's magic power, which was several times greater than that of an ordinary late Nascent Soul cultivator, was clearly revealed in the eyes of Old Monster Feng and could not be hidden at all.

However, what really gave Old Monster Feng a headache was Yan Yun's mysterious Wind and Thunder Wings escape technique.

Although Old Monster Feng thought that his escape technique was quite advanced, as a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, he failed to successfully intercept Yan Yun many times, allowing this Yuanying Stage junior to easily escape in front of him many times.

This situation put Feng Laoguai in a dilemma.

In fact, the murdered elder of the Yinluo Sect did not have a deep emotional bond with Old Monster Feng. He was just a descendant of his with a closer bloodline, but because of his long life.

Nature has gone through countless generations of reproduction.

When Old Monster Feng learned that a large number of Nascent Soul elders in the Yinluo Sect had been attacked.

Mistakenly thinking that it was done by other Transformation Stage cultivators, they immediately rushed to his ancestor and begged for protection. (End of this chapter)