Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The young man surnamed Lu in a yellow shirt hid behind Senior Brother Ghost Cultivator. Relying on the power of Senior Brother, he shouted: "The boy named Ye destroyed the sacred wooden tripod given to me by Master! Senior Brother, you have to do something for me." Junior brother is so angry! He dares to run wild on the territory of our Wood Puppet Immortal Sect. He is really tired of living. "

"Shut up!" Lu Xuezhu shouted in a deep voice: "It was obviously you who came forward to challenge Brother Ye, and you didn't even consider how much you weighed. You were defeated as soon as we met, and now you are angry again? Do you want the senior brother to do it for you? You are so useless! Senior brother, don’t listen to him, Brother Rong Ye, let’s go!”

The young man named Lu's face turned blue and white, and he glared at Ye Ling angrily, but he was very afraid of the Shura Blood Blade in his hand and did not have the courage to go up and fight again.

Brother Guixiu snorted coldly and said in a conspiratorial manner: "Ye! In front of my master, you destroyed the magic weapon she gave to my junior brother. If I don't teach you a lesson and spread the word, you will think that Our Wood Puppet Immortal Sect is easy to bully!”

Ye Ling frowned and glanced coldly at the golden elixir elder who was in the mountain-protecting formation and walked away. It was obvious that she had no intention of getting involved in this matter and allowed the ghost cultivator in the late stage of foundation building to do whatever she wanted.

Seeing that she was far away, Ye Ling suddenly took up the Wind Demon Sword Light and flew westward. Then a cold voice came: "If you have the guts, follow me!"

The senior ghost cultivator sneered, driving a sixth-level spiritual snake bone staff and chasing after him.

Lu Xuezhu frowned and shouted loudly across the mountain-protecting formation of the Immortal Sect: "Senior Brother, please be merciful! Don't hurt Brother Ye!"

Liang Yuzhu, who was on the side, was confident and said proudly and nonchalantly: "Hey, don't worry! If your ghost skeleton senior brother can defeat junior brother Ye, I will lose you 50,000 spiritual stones."

Although Lu Binglan had known Ye Ling for a short time, there was no doubt about his combat prowess and the power of the spiritual beasts. She nodded coldly: "Well! You, the Dongzhuling Mountain lineage, will definitely have the upper hand in a wild fight. Yes. Although Ye Ling's spirit beast has been damaged, the powerful beast king is still there, but this ghost cultivator didn't know it and underestimated the enemy and rushed in. I'm afraid he will be in bad luck. "

The four girls were watching from a distance in the mountain-protecting formation. The young man named Lu in yellow shirt and Senior Brother Tong who was guarding the mountain-protecting formation were also watching with excitement. What they expected was that the ghost cultivator would give Ye Ling a good beating. If you can take back the blood-red magic sword in his hand, that will be your wish!

Ye Ling flew until he was ten miles away from the mountain-protecting formation of the Wood Puppet Immortal Sect. Then he stopped at the sword light, turned back suddenly, and said coldly: "Right here!"

"Good boy! You don't plan to attack by surprise? You dare to confront me head-on! Hahaha!" Senior Brother Ghost Cultivator laughed loudly, paused his feet, and the snake bone staff seemed to be alive, swimming in the air and flying. Come to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling slapped the spirit beast bag unceremoniously and released the fifth-level Ice Butterfly King!

In an instant, a bone-piercing icy wind blew by, and the ghost cultivator's spirit snake bone staff seemed to have died, frozen straight up, and fell from the mid-air!

"What?!" The ghost cultivator was shocked. Before he could react, the Ice Butterfly King's icy wind hit him, leaving him unable to hide.

However, with his cultivation in the late stage of ghost cultivation and his body covered with skeletons and corpses, he was not afraid of the cold. The ice wind of the ice butterfly could not freeze him into an ice butterfly. It only condensed a thin layer of ice and snow on his body. This caused him to fall into a brief state of stiffness.

However, in this short moment, Ye Ling was able to use his ultimate move and shouted in a deep voice: "Slay ghosts with thunder!"

A strange arc of purple thunder hit the ghost cultivator! It made him groan, and several of his ribs were broken.

Ye Ling didn't have time to see the results, so he quickly swallowed a top-quality Hundred Meridians Pill and quickly recovered his mana.

"Damn it! Seeing as your cultivation level is average, you can use the thunder element's ultimate move, it's quite powerful!"

The ghost cultivator finally broke free from the stiff state and was so angry that he was so angry. This was the first time he had been injured by a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment since he had been practicing to the late stage of foundation establishment. It was simply a great shame and humiliation!

Before the ghost cultivator could take a breath, Ye Ling's cold voice sounded again: "Second cut!"

The ghost cultivator's surprise was no small matter! He knew very well that once he used his ultimate move, he would consume a lot of mana. However, this kid actually used the thunder to kill ghosts again in an instant, which he didn't expect.

"Ah!" With a heart-rending cry, the bones of the ghost cultivator's right arm shattered!

Ye Ling didn't look at him again, and immediately drove away with the Wind Demon Flying Sword. The fifth-level Ice Butterfly King danced gracefully behind him, and gradually disappeared into the sky with one sword and one butterfly.

The ghost cultivator dragged his right arm, feeling fearful and angry. His hatred for Ye Ling was overwhelming! There has never been a more cowardly fight than this one. Before he could take action, he was seriously injured by a small cultivator on the third level of the foundation building.

However, the ghost cultivator has some self-awareness after all. Now that he is seriously injured, if he persists in catching up to deal with Ye Ling's fifth-level Ice Butterfly King, he will only be humiliating himself. He can only struggle to come back.

Junior Brother Lu in the yellow shirt turned green when he saw his senior brother returning from a miserable defeat. He said cautiously: "Senior Brother, are you okay? Can you reattach the broken arm? Ahem, let's go ask the master right now and ask her to replace it for us. revenge!"

"Get out of here!" Senior Brother Ghost Cultivator roared angrily: "I have been completely humiliated by you! Sooner or later, I will crush the man named Ye to pieces to avenge today!"

Liang Yuzhu, who was in the mountain guard formation, said leisurely: "Oh? Really? If you can't get angry anymore, you can go and compete with Ye Ling's senior brother Wang Shiyuan. He is also in the late stage of foundation building. Hmph, do you dare?"

Lu Binglan said calmly: "You can't even defeat Junior Brother Ye who is on the third level of the Foundation, let alone compete with Senior Brother Wang from Zhuling Mountain in the East of Tiandan Immortal Sect. I'm afraid that not only will an arm be broken, but my life will also be lost." ”

"You! Believe it or not, I drove you all away and fed you to the Nascent Soul puppets!" The ghost monk roared loudly in anger.

Lu Xuezhu looked at their embarrassed looks, suppressed laughter, and hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "That's it, Senior Brother, calm down! Why bother taking it out on our sisters when you lose at the hands of Brother Ye? They are heroes, and they have worked hard to practice Taoism and combat skills. Let’s have a showdown with Brother Ye!”

Senior Brother Ghost Cultivator and Junior Brother Lu swore a lot, but they couldn't keep their faces dim and still went back to the Wooden Puppet Immortal Sect dejectedly, unable to come out of seclusion.

At this time, Ye Ling was far away from the Wood Puppet Immortal Sect. He knew full well that the Corpse Shadow Puppet was attacking the mountain guard formation on the north side of the Wood Puppet Immortal Sect. He had no time to pay attention to them and there was no need to flee in a hurry.

Therefore, in order to avoid attracting attention, he replaced the more arrogant Wind Demon Flying Sword with a fourth-level high-grade cloud flying magic weapon. This kind of flying magic weapon is more common in the world of immortality and will not be paid too much attention by the monks along the way. .