Lingxiao Immortal Clan

Dozens of feet in the sky.

Riding Fengyingpeng, Ling Pengyun was delighted to see that the thorn vines transformed by his own spiritual plant had some effect.

He patted Fengyingpeng, who was sitting down, and called out.

"Fengying, attack the more than 400 monsters whose four legs and bodies are bound in the group of monsters with all your strength."

Seeing that his master finally ordered him to attack, Fengyingpeng felt a surge of heat in his heart. Although he was a spiritual beast, his nature was still bloodthirsty.

A green light flashed around him, and dozens of inch-long wind blades quickly condensed and hit the more than 400 monsters bound by thorn vines in the dense forest below.

These dozens of wind blades were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they blasted into the more than 400 monsters.

In just one encounter, more than a dozen weaker monsters in the early stage of Qi training were killed by dozens of wind blades.

Fengyingpeng saw this scene, and his eyes gradually turned blood red.

The speed of casting wind blades also increased a bit.

Ling Pengyun, who was sitting on Fengyingpeng, did not just watch. Although he had to control the Qinggang mother-and-child flying swords, activate the mixed rock shield to support the magic shield light curtain, and support the Yuanshui light curtain, he still had a lot of free consciousness.

As for the thorn vines wrapped around the more than 400 monsters in the dense forest below, they had already firmly trapped those monsters, and there was no need to spend much consciousness.

Relying on the spare consciousness, Ling Pengyun had to cast a Yuanshui spell every three breaths to make up for the defensive light curtain around him that was shattered by the magic spells cast by the monsters in the dense forest below. He quickly pinched his hands and cast the first-level superior water blade spell.

In an instant, he transformed into a huge water blade that was ten feet long.

"Go." Once the water blade was formed, Ling Pengyun waved his hand and hit the more than 400 monsters in the dense forest below that were bound by the thorn vines.

Although this water blade is only a first-class high-grade spell, it can be cast by Ling Pengyun, a foundation-building cultivator, and its power is several times stronger than that of ordinary Qi-cultivating cultivators.

The strong bodies of those Qi-cultivating monsters are like thin paper in front of this water blade.

More than 20 Qi-cultivating monsters blocking the road were directly cut in half by this water blade.

After this achievement, the remaining power of the water blade was exhausted.

But Ling Pengyun has cultivated this method to perfection. The next moment, another water blade was formed by his spell and blasted towards the monster group.

However, in just about fifty breaths, more than 200 weaker Qi-cultivating monsters in the early and middle stages were killed by the water blades cast by Ling Pengyun and the wind blades cast by Feng Yingpeng.

Although the achievement was great, Ling Pengyun's spiritual power could not bear it, and his spiritual power was only about 20% left.

Previously, he transferred his spiritual power into the thorn vine, his life spirit plant, and during the transformation of the thorn vine seeds, he had already consumed nearly half of his spiritual power.

During the battle, he had to cast defensive spells to resist the magic attacks of nearly a thousand monsters below, control the Qinggang mother-and-child flying swords to fight the black flame tiger, and use water blades to attack.

Under such circumstances, Ling Pengyun, a foundation-building cultivator, consumed so much spiritual power so quickly.

"Now it's only half an incense stick that can delay this group of monsters, which is a little short."

"I can only take the second-level low-grade soul-restoring pill that the third ancestor gave me when he left the clan mountain and went to Xiyang Market to garrison three months ago, to recover some spiritual power and stop the group of monsters below for a while."

Ling Pengyun felt that there was not much spiritual power left in his body, and estimated the time again, and a helpless look suddenly appeared on his face.

He waved his hand and patted the storage bag on his waist, summoned a medicine bottle, opened the bottle cap, poured out a green pill from it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, Ling Pengyun slightly practiced the technique to refine it, and a large amount of relatively mild liquid spiritual power gushed out of the pill and filled Ling Pengyun's meridians.

Under the control of Ling Pengyun's technique, the large amount of pure liquid spiritual power transformed by the pill was all sent to the dantian in the abdomen that was about to dry up.

In an instant, the effect of the pill was exhausted, and the liquid spiritual power in Ling Pengyun's dantian also recovered to as much as 90%.

The effect of this Huiling Pill also shocked Ling Pengyun, who took the second-level inferior Huiling Pill for the first time.

However, this was the time of battle, and he did not dare to be distracted too much, and quickly came back to his senses.

With enough spiritual power as support, Ling Pengyun first pinched the formula to perform three Yuanshui techniques to fill the defense loopholes.

Then, he pinched his fingers and cast the Water Snake Technique, the only one that had entered the second level among the several common spells that had been comprehended to perfection.

A month ago, Ling Pengyun had comprehended this spell to perfection.

He had not cast this spell just now because the spell was of the second level and it consumed a lot of spiritual power to cast it.

In an instant, Ling Pengyun condensed a blue seal covered with snake-shaped runes.

As soon as the seal was completed, the spiritual light flashed, and it quickly turned into a three-meter-long water snake.

"Go." Ling Pengyun raised his hand and shot the water snake out.

The water snake roared like a living thing.

The lifeless eyes flashed with spiritual light, and the body swung quickly in the air, driving the body to bombard the more than two hundred Qi training monsters that were bound by thorn vines in the dense forest below where Ling Pengyun's spiritual sense was locked.

The huge water snake rushed among the more than two hundred Qi training monsters.

Because the four feet of the more than 200 Qi training monsters were bound by thorn vines, their bodies could not move at all, so they could only constantly add their own defensive spells.

But how could the defensive spells cast by these Qi training beginners and intermediates resist the water snake transformed by the second-level spell.

The huge water snake crushed nearly 60 Qi training beginners and intermediates before it ran out of energy.

Sky.

Ling Pengyun, riding Feng Yingpeng, was secretly surprised to see the water snake's achievements.

"The power of the second-level spell is indeed several times stronger than that of the first-level spell. The only disadvantage may be that it consumes too much spiritual power."

"Even if I win, I can only use this water snake spell more than 20 times."

In order to cast the water snake spell, Ling Pengyun just consumed nearly half of his spiritual power.

Afterwards, Ling Pengyun cast three Yuanshui spells to support the light curtain. After making up for the defense defects, he cast the powerful water snake spell again.

After 30 breaths, under Ling Pengyun's powerful attack, the more than 400 Qi training monsters that were previously bound by thorn vines all died in the hands of Ling Pengyun and Feng Yingpeng.

For this reason, Ling Pengyun's Dantian spiritual power also reached the bottom again.

"Although I didn't block them for long this time, I killed more than 400 Qi-training monsters. The strength of the monster group was halved, which can be regarded as weakening the strength of this group of monsters."

"Relying on the first-grade superior defense array of Xiazhi Mountain, I can resist the remaining more than 500 Qi-training monsters and the black flame leopard for half an hour. When the fifteenth aunt and others come to Xiazhi Mountain for support, it should be barely possible."

Although Ling Pengyun still has Huiling Pills on him, taking multiple Huiling Pills in a short period of time will damage the meridians and Dantian.

This time he went out to Xiazhi Mountain to block the monster group, he had made a lot of contributions. There was no need to pay such a high price to force himself to swallow Huiling Pills again to block the monster group.

Ling Pengyun made up his mind and looked at the more than 400 Qi-training monster corpses that were killed in the dense forest below, and secretly said it was a pity.

The more than 400 monster corpses were in the monster group. Unless the entire monster group was destroyed, it would be difficult to take them away.

Ling Pengyun sighed helplessly, and with a move of his spiritual sense, he controlled the remaining 400 thorny vines in the dense forest below, and bound them to the four feet and bodies of the remaining 500 Qi training monsters in the monster group, restricting their movements.

Then, he waved his hand to call back the two Qinggang mother-and-child flying swords that were fighting with the black flame leopard to his side, and put them into the storage bag.

He patted the head of Feng Yingpeng who was sitting down and gestured.

"Fengying, go back to Xiazhi Mountain."

Feng Yingpeng, who was enjoying the joy of killing monsters, heard the master's signal and had no choice but to give up killing the monsters in the dense forest below.

Although killing monsters is fun, in Feng Yingpeng's heart, the master is the first.

Feng Yingpeng spread his wings, turned around, and quickly flew towards Xiazhi Mountain.

Below, dense forest.

The black flame leopard in the early stage of foundation building at the front of the monster group saw Ling Pengyun, who had consumed too much breath, riding Feng Yingpeng to escape, and wanted to chase him and kill him for food.

The spiritual power contained in the bodies of foundation-building cultivators is a great tonic for monsters.

But this black flame leopard thought that the remaining 500 Qi training monsters behind him were trapped by thorn vines and could not break free in a short time. If he waited for the 500 Qi training monsters to break free from the thorn vines, it would be difficult to catch up with the extremely fast Feng Yingpeng in the sky.

If he could only chase alone, there would be a chance to catch up with Feng Yingpeng.

After thinking about it carefully, the black flame tiger in the early stage of foundation-building, which had already developed spiritual intelligence, immediately gave up chasing Feng Yingpeng.

This place is the territory of the human race and the territory of cultivators.

Even if its cultivation level is as high as foundation-building, if it leaves the main force and chases the fleeing Ling Pengyun alone, it will still be in a lot of danger.

In this situation, the black flame leopard could only roar in anger in the direction where Ling Pengyun left to vent his anger.

After venting, the Black Flame Leopard smelled the bloody smell in the air. In addition, it had traveled hundreds of miles today and had not eaten anything. It was hungry and could not help swallowing its saliva.

It turned around and looked at the corpses of more than 400 Qi-training monsters that were killed by Ling Pengyun and Feng Yingpeng in the previous battle. It moved its four legs and walked to the corpse of a late Qi-training monster. It opened its bloody mouth and ate its flesh and blood.

The more than 500 monsters trapped by thorny vines around them, after performing various spells and getting out of trouble one after another, saw the Black Flame Tiger in the early stage of foundation building eating flesh and blood, and they did not hide their hunger in their hearts. They followed suit and ate the flesh and blood of their comrades who had not been killed just now.

In just half an incense stick of time, the corpses of more than 400 Qi-training monsters entered the stomachs of the Black Flame Leopard and the remaining more than 500 monsters.

On the ground, there was only a bloody color and some relatively hard bones.

After a hearty meal, the Black Flame Leopard followed the faint human scent in the air and led the group of monsters forward again, rushing towards Xiazhi Mountain, where the largest number of mortals gathered nearby.

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