Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The leader of the Molong Sect saw that his men were intimidated by Ye Ling's momentum and did not dare to take action, which made him extremely angry.

"Fuck them all!"

The leader of the Molong Sect shouted sternly, determined to let his cronies and the puppet monks planted with ink seeds test Ye Ling's strength, but he himself cautiously drove the ferocious sword light and followed behind at a leisurely pace. , always keeping a certain distance from Ye Ling, always prepared for Ye Ling's counterattack.

The disciples of the Molong Sect who came from the top of Longze Mountain suddenly saw Ye Ling riding a fifth-level demon dragon and wearing a moon-white satin gown. The demon dragon also carried several fifth-level spiritual beasts on its body. It was a surprise! When they saw people like Hu Laoliu and the short and thin monk giving way, they all felt timid and did not dare to block them without permission.

"Isn't this the fifth-level demon dragon that Boss Sun didn't catch up with a few days ago? It's the little Xiu who builds the first level of foundation! Why don't they stop him? How strange!"

A black-robed snake herder came over after hearing the news and looked confused when he saw Ye Ling whizzing by.

"Even the sect master didn't take action to stop it, so why should you and I bother? I didn't see those fifth-level spiritual beasts on the demon dragon. They are all difficult to provoke. We'd better avoid the limelight!"

The snake shepherd's snake formation was ineffective against the demonic dragon rising into the sky, so they all had a wait-and-see attitude and did not dare to touch the bad luck.

The leader of the Molong Sect saw it from a distance, and his handsome face turned gloomy and terrifying, and he cursed: "A bunch of cowardly losers! Curse of the Moyin!"

While speaking, the leader of the Molong Sect used a three-foot-long demon wolf brush, which exuded a dark black light. As he drew strange runes in mid-air, almost the entire Longze Mountain Peak, as long as it was planted with ink, The puppet monk he planted, the ink marks between his eyebrows exuded black energy, and his eyes also turned black and red!

Ye Ling, who was standing at the dragon's head, discovered this strange scene, and his heart sank. Almost half of the Molong Sect was demonized! The disciples of the Black Dragon Sect who were originally quite wary of his mount and spiritual beasts, rushed forward like moths to the flame, fearless and fearless!

Those who have not been planted with the ink seeds are mostly close followers of the Molong Sect. They are also frightened when they see the sect leader being angry. Hu Laoliu and the short and thin monk followed behind the black puppet monk with their scalps reflected, and tried their best to catch up with Ye Ling.

Ye Ling ordered the fifth-level demon dragon to use the water dragon chant to push back the oncoming monks. At the same time, he ordered the red-fire green-tailed leopard to rush to the top of Longze Mountain like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, expel the demonized puppet monks, and clear the way in front.

The Molong Sect Master saw that Ye Ling never took action and only sent spiritual beasts to attack, which was somewhat strange. However, Youdao was careful to use the Wannian Ship. The more Ye Ling behaved like this, the more the Molong Sect Master felt that Ye Ling was luring him into taking the bait. Therefore, he did not act rashly for a long time, but just watched with cold eyes. His soul was already injured and has not healed for many years. If he is injured again by the comrades who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, he will never recover.

"This sect master has raised you for many years, opened up mountains for you, and occupied the Longze Mountain range. Now is the time for this sect master to employ people, and you are all timid. Humph! Zhang Jichun, Hu Da, you two dare to do this under the nose of this sect master. You are lazy and courageous!”

The leader of the Molong Sect shouted angrily. The short and thin monk and Hu Laoliu shivered, and quickly cheered up, raising their swords to attack Ye Ling.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Ling immediately summoned back the red-fire green-tailed leopard, ordered the demon dragon, and flew quickly to the east foot of Longze Mountain.

The demonic dragon's speed is comparable to the sixth-level flying sword of the Foundation Establishment monk. Now it is flying at full speed, and it has thrown away most of the Black Dragon Sect monks in an instant.

The leader of the Molong Sect noticed something was wrong from behind and suddenly realized: "Huh? This person doesn't look like he wants to massacre our Molong Sect. He wants to run for his life in a panic! Chase them all!"

The short and thin monk Zhang Jichun saw the sect leader looking very angry, so he hurriedly came forward and said with a smile: "Don't worry, sect master! Killing a chicken with a bull's knife, I'm waiting for him, I don't think he can fly out of the Longze Mountains!"

"That's right! It's important for the sect master to take care of himself. Just rest assured and heal his wounds. He flew to the east foot of Longze Mountain, where Elder Sun has been leading the new disciples to chase the escaping monks for days. He only needs to send a note to let Elder Sun go. Chasing and intercepting them." Hu Laoliu also had a flattering look on his face, fearing that the sect master would blame them for not being able to intercept them, so he hurriedly persuaded them.

The leader of the Molong Sect pondered for a moment, nodded, and played the transmission talisman to mobilize Sun Xiangrong, who was chasing the monks who entered the mountain at Donglu, to intercept Ye Ling.

Until now, although doubts arose in Molong Sect Master's heart, he still could not determine Ye Ling's true cultivation level. He still couldn't figure it out: If the other party was really at the first level of Foundation Establishment, no matter how many spiritual beasts there were in the Foundation Establishment stage, they would not be able to break through his golden elixir stage restriction! Perhaps seeing the overwhelming number of people in the Molong Sect, he didn't want to fight and ran away in a hurry?

Thinking of this, Master Molong glared at his subordinates coldly, and said in a deep voice: "This sect master's blue-leaf salvia was snatched away by this guy, and I swear to get it back! You have to get this person back before sunrise!"

"I obey my orders! Our Longze Mountain Range is surrounded by large swamps, and there are countless sixth-level and even seventh-level evil dragons. As long as it is not the night of looking at the moon, he will never escape from Longze Mountain!" Zhang Jichun and Hu Da hurriedly patted their chests and assured.

The leader of the Molong Sect pondered for a moment, then sighed and said: "If he flies across the swamp and is not afraid of the seventh-level evil dragon in the swamp, you should not provoke him and let him go!"

Zhang and Hu looked at each other with astonishment on their faces: "Did the sect leader conclude that this person is hiding his cultivation? Is he actually an expert at the Golden Core stage?"

"Hey! It's just my sect leader's guess. Let me hunt them all down! There are so many puppet disciples on the mountain. You must test out his true strength for me."

The leader of the Molong Sect snorted coldly, and returned to the cave with a ferocious sword light. He deliberately arranged more restrictions and formation flags to prevent his colleagues from attacking. At the same time, he swallowed a lot of pills to suppress his injuries. He was obviously very worried about Ye Ling's visit. fear.

Zhang Jichun and Hu Da had no choice but to pursue Ye Ling, so they had no choice but to take the demonized puppet monks with them and rush to Donglu to test Ye Ling's strength.

At this moment, Ye Ling couldn't feel the dangerous aura of Master Molong behind him. Although he didn't know why he didn't chase after him in person, he still let out a sigh of relief and kept feeding the fifth-level top-grade spiritual fruit to the demonic dragon. The demonic dragon flew hard to get rid of the Black Dragon Sect monk behind it.

As soon as he arrived at the eastern foothills of Longze Mountain, which he was familiar with, he suddenly saw a large group of people flying in front of him. The leader was the old man in black robe who had been chasing him. The rest of the people looked familiar to Ye Ling, and among them there were demonized ones. Guo Tuoer, the black-robed swordsman and the female monk Zhang Qiuyun.

It turned out that these people did not absorb all the monks who came up the mountain into the Molong Sect, and a few escaped. They had to hunt hard for the past few days, almost searching the entire eastern foot of Longze Mountain, and even took a dangerous trip around Yaofeng Ridge. , there was never a trace of the fleeing monk.

Sun Xiangrong, the old man in black robe who was leading the team just now, received a message from the sect leader, asking him to intercept a monk who was riding a fifth-level demon dragon and wearing a moon-white satin gown. He immediately understood that this person was one of the monks who had been leaked that day, and intercepted him. He played right into Sun Xiangrong's hands!

Sun Xiangrong saw Ye Ling's demon dragon from a distance, his eyes narrowed to a slit, his heart was filled with ecstasy, and he laughed loudly: "Good boy! I asked you to escape last time, but this time, I will kill you no matter what." Take it!”

He didn't have the same worries as the sect master, and he determined that Ye Ling was just a minor cultivator at the first level of foundation building. Otherwise, how could he have been running around under his nose in the past few days?

Ye Ling glanced at him coldly, then looked back at the dense sword light chasing after him. In an instant, he had made a trade-off!

"rush!"

Ye Ling sent spiritual thoughts to the demon dragon, ice rock beast, red fire green tail leopard and other spiritual beasts, and ordered them to shoot the monks blocking the way in front of them.

"You don't know what you can do!" Sun Xiangrong, the old man in black robe, saw Ye Ling's demon dragon suddenly speeding up and rushing towards them. He snorted and said disdainfully.

As Ye Ling got closer and closer to them, the old man in black robe finally saw clearly the other spiritual beasts carried on the demon dragon's back, especially the red flames all over the body of the red fire green tail leopard, exuding violent fire aura, which made him The pupils shrank sharply!

"So many fifth-level spiritual beasts! It turns out he has more than one demon dragon! Quickly, surround him! Don't let him escape!"

Sun Xiangrong yelled and ordered the new disciples who had ink seeds planted on their brows to come forward to resist.

Ye Ling saw Guo Tuoer and the others rushing over with expressionless faces, and secretly resented the uselessness of these familiar-looking puppets. They had turned from teammates who went into the mountains together into the opponent's murderous weapon. Ye Ling said coldly: "Kill!"

For a moment, ice cubes from the ice rock beast, ice blades from the ferret, and water arrows from the demon dragon were shot out one after another.

Just after forcing them back, Ye Ling was about to fly away quickly with the demon dragon. The black-robed old man Sun Xiangrong sneered, spilled a lot of sixth-level talismans, and said rather painfully: "Boy! You can only blame yourself for your life. Bitter! If the sect leader hadn’t given the order to die, I would have stopped you, otherwise I wouldn’t want to waste these hard-earned talismans!”

Bombarded by so many spiritual talismans, not even the fifth-level demon dragon could dodge, and the ferret was so frightened that he hid behind him, but the ice rock beast stood in front of its owner. Even if its body was injured by the spiritual talismans, it still continued to throw it unyieldingly. with ice cubes.

In addition to the Ice Rock Beast, the Red Fire Green Tailed Leopard also roared repeatedly, with its red flame hair standing on end, resisting the power of the sixth-level spiritual talisman. In addition, the waves it roared made the puppet monks unable to rush forward for a moment. Come up.

Ye Ling held the mutated turtle's shell and was not afraid of the sixth-level talisman of the black-robed old man Sun Xiangrong. He could tell at a glance that these spiritual talismans were all first-grade and middle-grade, and there were not even any high-grade talismans, so their power was naturally limited.

Sun Xiangrong's face turned very ugly. After spending so many magic talismans, the opponent's body was not even damaged, but the demon dragon and the ice rock beast were injured. He couldn't help but become angry: "It seems that I can't do it today if I don't use my ultimate move." ! Thunder technique! Sky thunder kills ghosts!"