Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The little witch snorted coldly: "Ye Ling! Do you think I can't recognize you because you wear a hat and a raincoat to hide your spiritual consciousness? Even if you turn into ashes, this witch can still tell you the difference! "

Zhuo Wuhua, who was tied to the tree by the magic rope, his pupils shrank sharply when he heard the word Ye Ling, but then he became helpless and lowered his head deeply.

Zhuo Wujun, who was tied to another ancient tree, finally woke up from his dying state. As if he saw endless hope from despair, he used his strength and shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist Ye, come and save me." !”

Zhuo Wuhua suddenly raised his head again and glared at Zhuo Wujun: "What! You called him to save you? Did you betray the family?"

Zhuo Wujun said disdainfully: "You are already on the verge of death, so what if you betrayed me? I followed you all the way, and that's why I suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck!"

Ye Ling ignored their arguments and kept his eyes on the little witch Su Caiying.

By his side, only Qingwan still retains her fighting strength. Hongtang, Yuming and Xiaotao were all seriously injured and unable to activate their magic power.

Ye Ling saw that the little witch's purple earring containing the golden elixir was left with only one, and the purple ink fan, a seventh-level inherited spiritual treasure, also had a shocking crack. Ye Ling said coldly: "Although your poisonous injury has been cured, it's a pity that you are a bit weaker than last time!"

"It's ridiculous! This witch is not scared! This damn girl Qingwan secretly learned my Purple Eye Technique and dared to stand up for my enemies. It's very good! Today this witch has eradicated all of you!"

While speaking, the little witch Su Caiying suddenly slapped her purple ink fan, unlocking 40% of the seal of the seventh-level inherited spirit treasure, and emitted a purple demonic aura, rushing towards Ye Ling and Qingwan.

Ye Ling still released the eight sword spirit puppets to form the Great Five Elements and Small Three Sword Formations. The sky-high sword energy resisted this evil spirit!

A look of pride appeared on the little witch's face, and she laughed loudly: "It seems that your strength is no more than this! Apart from the puppet sword array, don't you have any other magic weapons?"

She unlocked the seal of the purple ink fan again, and its power was directly increased from 40% to 70%!

In an instant, the evil spirit emitted from the purple ink fan was as powerful as a rainbow! Steadily suppressing the sword energy of the Great Five Elements and Small Three Strange Sword Formations.

Qingwan suddenly took action and fired a ball of Taiyin Demonic Fire, and then used a six-level top-grade sword with billowing demonic flames!

"Damn it!" The little witch hurriedly took out a jade bone umbrella with a purple cover to resist. Her hatred for Qingwan has reached the same level as Ye Ling!

At this moment, Ye Ling let out a clear whistle, and the red-fire green-tailed leopard suddenly sprang out from the woods behind the little witch and swooped forward like lightning!

The little witch Su Caiying suddenly felt a strong life and death crisis, so she could only withdraw her purple ink fan and fan it behind her.

As the sword energy of the Big Five Elements and Little Three Strange Sword Formations waxed and waned, Ye Ling slammed the spirit beast bag, and the other three major sixth-order spirit beasts sprang out at the same time!

The little witch was shocked! It turns out that Ye Ling not only possesses the puppet sword array and the jade slip containing a golden elixir strike, but also four sixth-level spiritual beasts!

Suddenly, the situation changes! The little witch's confidence was shattered at this moment!

Zhuo Wuhua, who was tied to the tree, saw all this, the color on his face was gone, and he could hardly believe his eyes! There was boundless bitterness in his heart, and he murmured: "Ye Ling, who I have always wanted to hunt down, is so strong! Even if the three clan uncles and the second brother Zhuo Wuhai are still alive, I am afraid they are not his opponent! "

The sixth-level demonic dragon hovered over the woods and cast Water Dragon Roar, exploding a waterfall of water all over the sky. The little witch had no way to hide and her movements immediately slowed down.

The red-fire green-tailed leopard's flying attack, and the ice-rock beast's ice cubes, made her parry again and again, and the purple-red jade bone umbrella, the sixth-level top-notch defensive weapon, suddenly shattered!

The little witch frantically poured mana into the purple ink fan, and even sprayed out a large mouthful of vitality. Her expression suddenly became sluggish, but the seals on the purple ink fan were released one after another, and the power increased to more than 90%!

Ye Ling stared at her coldly, and calmly took out the ancient painting scroll from the storage bag and opened it suddenly!

A vast aura emanated from the ancient painting scroll, surprising the little witch again!

She quickly flapped her purple ink fan, and the strong demonic energy was like a black cloud over the city, blasting into the entire forest. She must beat Ye Ling and his spirit beasts to death or injury!

Unexpectedly, when the demon in the demon-sealing diagram saw this, he laughed excitedly: "Hahaha! I haven't seen such pure demonic energy in a long time, it all belongs to this demon!"

The brilliance of the Demon-Sealing Diagram flashed, and all the black clouds in the sky were sucked into the Demon-Sealing Diagram! It turned into the light ink-colored waters in the ancient paintings of Shuifu.

"Not enough! Come again!"

This time, the demon in the demon sealing picture loudly conveyed his desire for the evil spirit to his master.

At this time, the little witch was so shocked that she could not open her mouth from ear to ear. The full blow of the seventh-level inherited spirit treasure that she was proud of was completely absorbed by an ancient painting by Ye Ling!

Ye Ling held the scroll and stared coldly at the little witch. His ice rock beast, red fire green tail leopard and sixth-level demon dragon began a new round of siege!

Then, Ye Ling waved his right hand, and the Shura Blood Blade slashed out two red lights one after another, and Zhuo Wuhua and Zhuo Wujun's demon-subduing ropes were cut off!

"Give you a chance! Help me, or die with her, make a choice quickly!"

The veins on Zhuo Wuhua's face jumped. He never expected that Ye Ling would release him at this time.

Zhuo Wuhua secretly thought that his storage bag had been lost a long time ago and he was unarmed. When the crisis came, it was more important to escape, so how could he dare to fight with Ye Ling or the little witch! So the moment he landed on the ancient tree, he immediately flew into the air and escaped without looking back!

"Puppet sword array, kill!"

Ye Ling's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly sent out a spiritual thought!

The little witch was tired of dealing with the siege of the three-faced spiritual beast. When Meng heard Ye Ling's voice, she thought it was for her and hurriedly waved her purple ink fan to resist.

Unexpectedly, the puppet sword formation went straight to Zhuo Wuhua. After flying for several miles, it quickly caught up with Zhuo Wuhua who was escaping in the air. Eight sword lights slashed down and strangled him immediately!

Ye Ling snorted coldly: "I wanted to save your life and help me get back home, but it's a pity that you didn't know the current situation and ran away before the battle, and you deserved to die!"

As soon as Zhuo Wuhua died, Zhuo Wujun let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly expressed his loyalty in front of his master. He shouted to the little witch Su Caiying opposite him: "Little witch, you are dead! Stop doing unnecessary things. If you can resist, surrender to Fellow Daoist Ye and become maids with the four of them, you may still be able to save your life!"

Hongtang's expression changed. Even though his soul was seriously injured, he still glared at this weakling and ordered Qingwan to slap him in the mouth.

Zhuo Wujun was hit so dizzy that he suddenly came back to his senses! Immediately, she renovated her words of persuasion to surrender and came up with another clever idea. She changed her words to those of a dedicated little witch: "A vicious and vicious female devil like you will kill all the female cultivators in the world, and no one will marry you as a Taoist priest." Companion! Not to mention handsome and charming, there is no one like you in the world who can’t stand you! You are not worthy of being my companion!”

After hearing this, the little witch knew it was a way to disturb her mind, but she was so angry that she trembled all over and angrily took off the purple jade earring on her right earlobe.

However, at this moment, the sixth-order Ice Butterfly King, who had been hiding on the leaves in the forest, suddenly fanned the ice wind and completely froze the little witch into an ice sculpture!

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ye is extraordinary! It's an eye-opener for me!" Zhuo Wujun shamelessly praised him.

"enough!"

Ye Ling coughed lightly, which made Zhuo Wujun stop immediately. He lowered his hands and listened respectfully to Ye Ling's words.

Ye Ling said calmly: "Go to Lanxi now and look for the monks of the Dongyang Sect. It is the order of the master of the Demon Flame Palace to ask them to immediately send people to meet the four envoys of the Demon Palace and ensure their safety."

Zhuo Wujun accepted the order and hurried away regardless of the injuries on his body.

Afterwards, Ye Ling took off the purple jade earrings containing the power of the golden elixir from the ice sculpture of the little witch, took off the storage bag, and picked up the purple ink fan, a seventh-level inherited spiritual treasure that was full of cracks, and shook his head. Sighing: "A good purple ink fan was ruined by the little witch. I can only collect the remaining evil spirit from it. Qingwan! Distribute the calming pill to Hongtang and the others. The life or death of the little witch is up to you. !”

While talking, Ye Ling used high-level rejuvenation skills to treat the injuries to their internal meridians. As for the serious injuries to their souls, he could not do anything. He could only ask them to take a body-fixing pill and meditate to restore their vitality.

Qingwan made an agreement with Hongtang, Yuming, and Xiaotaoshang. She suddenly turned around, stared at the ice sculpture that sealed the little witch, and said in a deep voice: "The father of the little witch Su Caiying killed hundreds of people in Cuiyun Village. This revenge We are irreconcilable! She has been enslaving us for six more years, and she deserves to be damned!"

Ye Ling nodded and allowed Qingwan to avenge the four of them, but he dug out a thick jade slip from the little witch's storage bag and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness. It was a complete purple pupil technique!