Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Ye Ling's three spiritual beasts came out together, and Feng Xiu was frightened out of his wits. When he was about to use the Wind Control Technique to flee, he was blocked by the fifth-level beast king, the Red Fire Green Tailed Leopard behind him!

"Swallow him!"

Ye Ling's cold voice sounded, and the fifth-level demon dragon spun in the air and used the water element's ultimate move, Water Dragon Song. A large-scale waterfall poured down, leaving Feng Xiu with nowhere to hide, and he immediately fell into a state of slowness.

The snow mink and the blue ice rock beast came one after the other, one shot out ice blades, and the other threw ice cubes one after another. Even if Feng Xiu used a fifth-level magic weapon to parry, he was still powerless. After a short while, the two magic weapons were completely damaged. The demon dragon flying in the air spit out water arrows, and the red fire green tailed leopard pounced hard behind him. Ye Ling concluded that he could only hold on for a few breaths at most, and he would perish.

"Protect with the wind!" Feng Xiu saw that the situation was not good, and quickly blessed a wind spirit to protect his body, as if covered with a layer of auspicious clouds, and his speed doubled, and he immediately got rid of the slow state! His speed almost exceeded the limit of the body movement of the middle stage of foundation building, and even the red fire green tail leopard had a hard time chasing him!

Ye Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly sent a divine thought to the red fire green tail leopard: "If you can't catch up with this person, you will die!"

The red fire green tail leopard shuddered, and the red fire light on its body became brighter, and it flew forward swiftly.

The snow ferret and the ice rock beast were also chasing closely behind!

Ye Ling's face showed a solemn expression, and he stepped on the dragon head of the fifth-level demon dragon, wishing that he could immediately sacrifice the golden giant sword talisman that was as powerful as the golden elixir magic weapon, and end up killing this person.

But the giant sword talisman can only be used once at most. After weighing the pros and cons, Ye Ling did not want to waste it on Feng Xiu. He just let the fifth-level beast king Red Fire Green Tail Leopard chase desperately to see how long his Swift Wind Body Protection can last.

Feng Xiu was in great pain at the moment. Although the Swift Wind Body Protection could get rid of the slow state and even double the speed, it consumed a lot of mana. In order to maintain the Swift Wind Body Protection, the mana in his body was rapidly fading. Even if he swallowed a large mouthful of the fifth-level top-grade Moon Orange Spirit Wine, he could only last for twenty breaths at most!

Ye Ling was riding the demon dragon, but he was not as fast as Feng Xiu and the Red Fire Green Tail Leopard. Seeing that the Red Fire Green Tail Leopard could not catch up, he could not help but send out his divine thoughts and shouted angrily: "Evil beast! Catch up with him at all costs! Even if you are injured, this master will naturally treat you! I will give you another 100 kilograms of fifth-level top-grade fire spirit fruit!"

The Red Fire Green Tail Leopard was indeed encouraged and roared violently, and the aura of his body changed! The red flames all over his body turned into green light in an instant!

Whoosh!

The speed of this fifth-level beast king also climbed at this moment, and the dust stirred up by the surrounding strong winds was like a earth dragon!

Feng Xiu was almost frightened and immediately despaired! He hurriedly let his soul leave his body, abandoned his body, and fled at the cost of burning his soul.

Seeing this, Ye Ling's cold star-like eyes were filled with fierce murderous intent. He quickly shook off the ancient painting scroll of Kaishui Mansion, and injected all his mana into it crazily. Facing the soul of Feng Xiu who was fleeing far away, he shouted: "Soul capture!"

At such a long distance, Ye Ling was not sure, but one thing that was certain was that Feng Xiu had abandoned his body and burned his soul, which was also considered to be seriously injured, and should meet the conditions for the ancient painting scroll to capture souls.

Ye Ling felt that the mana in his body was almost drained, and the ancient painting scroll exuded a heart-pounding vast aura!

Then, a flash of light appeared, and the soul of Feng Xiu, who had almost flown to the depths of the narrow sky, whizzed into the ancient painting scroll!

"Ah! What the hell is this place? Let me out..."

In the waters of the ancient painting scroll of the Water Palace, there was a shadow of a soul, who was screaming and shouting with all his might, but under the perception of Ye Ling's consciousness into the ancient painting, his shouting seemed extremely weak.

"You are not the first intermediate foundation-building cultivator to enter my scroll!"

Ye Ling's cold consciousness was transmitted into the ancient painting of the Water Palace, causing the soul of Feng Xiu to tremble and beg for mercy repeatedly.

Ye Ling ignored him for the time being, swallowed the fourth-grade top-grade Qingling Pill, and quickly restored the mana in his body. When his face was not so pale, he begged the exhausted Red Fire Green Tail Leopard with his hand.

"At the critical moment, it is still used in the ancient painting scroll! However, since you have also made a contribution, this master will fulfill his promise to help you heal your wounds and reward you with 100 kilograms of top-grade fire spirit fruit!"

While speaking, Ye Ling pointed his fingers and pinched the formula, performing a high-level rejuvenation technique. The bright green light was like rain, turning the hair of the Red Fire Green Tail Leopard from green back to red flames, and the injury was completely recovered. Then Ye Ling threw out 100 kilograms of red top-grade fire spirit fruit from the storage bag.

The Red Fire Green Tail Leopard's lantern-like leopard eyes immediately shone with brilliance, and it pounced on it and swallowed it in a big mouthful, still drooling, shaking its tail, and looking at its master very respectfully.

Ye Ling grabbed its leopard skin and put its huge body into the spirit beast bag. The snow ferret, ice rock beast and demon dragon consciously got into their respective spirit beast bags. Ye Ling threw some top-grade spirit herbs and spirit fruits into them, and then stepped forward to pick up Feng Xiu's storage bag.

Ye Ling opened it and looked at the spirit stones, spirit pills and some fifth-level top-grade equipment. He didn't care about them at all. He just flipped through the various jade slips.

"The whole map of Longze Mountain! Swift Wind Art, Swift Wind Body Protection!" Ye Ling's consciousness carefully scanned these jade slips and he couldn't help but be overjoyed!

After reading for a long time, Ye Ling unfolded the ancient painting scroll and sent a divine thought to the Feng Xiu soul inside who kept begging for mercy: "Where did you get the Swift Wind Art from? Why is there only one Taoist art, Swift Wind Body Protection? Tell me! If you dare to say a lie, your soul will fly away!"

Feng Xiu's soul shivered in the waters of the Shuifu scroll, and said in a trembling voice: "A few years ago, our team of monks robbed it from a late-stage foundation-building monk who also had wind spirit roots. That person was a disciple of the Five Elements Immortal Sect. The only Tao technique he learned was the Wind Body Protection Technique, and there was nothing else. The captain specially gave it to me. "

Ye Ling said coldly: "What skills does each of you in your treasure-hunting team practice? What magic weapons do you usually use? If you have any sinister tricks, tell me one by one."

"Yes! Yes!" Feng Xiu's soul deeply felt Ye Ling's cold murderous intention. Just like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, he betrayed all his old teammates who had worked together to seize the treasure for many years, and even hated them to the bone. If not for this A few guys looked away and let him chase this terrifying monk in a moon-white satin gown alone. How could he end up like this!

Therefore, Feng Xiu's soul was eager to drag them into the water together, to keep him company in this extremely weird scroll water.

Just as Feng Xiu was telling him, Ye Ling suddenly noticed that there were several sword lights flying into the sky from behind! He quickly closed the ancient paintings of Shuifu, threw out the pebble formation disk, and flashed into it, instantly hiding all his aura.

Ye Ling accidentally learned from Yuan Guangxi, the elder of the Immortal Sect's Golden Core, that this pebble formation disk was originally called the Hidden Stone Formation disk. It was specially given by Yuan Guangxi to his grandson Yuan Hao to save his life. Undetectable.

The newly arrived sword lights were all Foundation Establishment monks. They flew past the area where Ye Ling was hiding. They all passed by in a hurry and did not see the cobblestone array or Ye Ling in it at all. They just noticed it. There is a freshly dead body.

"This unfortunate guy has good equipment. I'll take it off! You guys wait for me!"

A sword light stopped, but the teammates behind him reminded: "Be careful! It might be a bait, and there will probably be a treasure-hunting monk ambushing him nearby."

"Haha, we regrouped on the shore and brought in so many new teammates. Are we still afraid of the scattered treasure-hunting monks?"

The man smiled proudly and took off Feng Xiu's broken high-grade robes and amulets.

Ye Ling saw clearly in the pebble formation plate and smiled bitterly in his heart: "These monks are indeed very experienced. They hugged each other ashore and formed a group of nearly twenty people. They met to cross the sky together to protect their own safety. Safe. Ahem, it's a pity that when we came here, we were not united. The burly man was so stupid that he couldn't think of this method. Meng Fanyan's mind was not as good, otherwise he would have had the same success as them. "

Seeing that they were far away, Ye Ling put away the cobblestone array and released the fourth-level small medicine spirit to explore the way in front. He followed behind him with his sword light, and at the same time, he took the time to practice wind control and body protection. technique.

This is definitely a life-saving technique for escaping and rushing out of danger. Ye Ling spent a lot of effort to kill Feng Xiu. To obtain this technique, only by studying it seriously can he practice better on the dangerous Longze Mountain.

After traveling for a few miles, Ye Ling discovered through the connection with the soul imprint of the fourth-level little medicine spirit that there was a large brilliance of fighting in front of him!

The twenty-odd monks who had passed by before were fighting together with Feng Xiu's accomplices, the team of treasure-hunting monks!

As for Meng Fanyan and the burly man, they were lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment. Their robes were damaged, and even the ribs of Meng Fanyan's small scarlet umbrella were left.

"Well, it was this large group of people who saved them both!"

Ye Ling understood the situation in front of him and saw that the four treasure-hunting monks were no match for the large number of people here, and they hurriedly ran away like bereaved dogs.

Ye Ling simply put away the little medicine spirit and rushed forward with his Thunder Spirit Sword Light. He smiled at Meng Fanyan and the burly man from a distance: "Two teammates, are you okay?"

More than 20 monks all turned back to look at Ye Ling, then looked at the two injured monks, and asked: "Are you in the same group? Hehe, little brother is pretty good, he only has the cultivation level of the first level of Foundation Establishment. , you dare to wander around in the sky! It's your luck not to meet the treasure-hunting monk!"

The burly man and Meng Fanyan looked up and saw Ye Ling standing in front of them unscathed, with expressions of disbelief on their faces!

"Ah? You're safe and sound? It's weird!" The burly man jumped up as if he had seen a ghost. He couldn't help but groan in pain from the wounds on his body.

Meng Fanyan also stared at Ye Ling with wide eyes, and said in amusement: "Where is the mid-stage Foundation Establishment Feng Xiu who is chasing you?"

Ye Ling couldn't deny it in front of everyone. He could only say lightly: "Dead! These fellow Taoists must have seen his body when they passed by."

Meng Fanyan gasped and looked at Ye Ling with suspicion, then at the twenty or so monks. After receiving a positive reply, she looked at Ye Ling with even more confusion!

The burly man's eyes almost popped out of his head in shock, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Impossible! This is impossible! You definitely didn't kill that Feng Xiu!"