The Immortal Spiritual Picture

The monks present were stunned and looked east at the same time, wanting to see which immortal had arrived.

What shocked the monks present was that the two demon kings paused slightly and slowed down suddenly after hearing the sound of the wind chimes.

Feng Yidao thought of something. He frowned, slowed down the spell in his hand, and stopped the rising momentum on his body. Finally, he turned around and fled to the Purple Stone Demon King.

Gu Changqing looked up at the person who came. He was tall and slender, wearing a red crown and jade, and wearing white brocade embroidered with peach blossoms. With a handsome face that was almost coquettish, it really complemented each other.

On the palm of the man's hand floated a string of crystal clear magic weapons like wind chimes. The wind chimes moved slightly, and the sound of wind chimes rang again. The two demon kings stopped their movements, and even their faces showed a look of confusion.

This person is none other than Lanzhou's casual cultivator, Lan Ling Patriarch.

He had previously promised the other three families to kill a fifth-rank middle-grade demon beast in exchange for a life-extending spiritual object. Today, it is time to fulfill his promise.

He shook the spiritual treasure in his hand and took out a needle-like magic weapon that was more than a foot long. Under the urging of a large amount of true energy, the needle turned into two, two into four, and four into more. In just two breaths, it turned into tens of thousands of identical steel needles, emitting a sparkling cold light.

In the end, the tens of thousands of steel needles were all aimed at the ferocious Black Wind Demon King.

At this moment, the Black Wind Demon King suddenly broke free from control, and his body suddenly swelled to reveal his true form. A trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of Patriarch Lan Ling. With a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of steel needles shot towards the Black Wind Demon King without hesitation!

The Black Wind Demon King roared, and a black hurricane mixed with flames spit out from his mouth, facing the steel needles. Most of the steel needles emitting cold light instantly disappeared.

Less than one-third of the remaining steel needles instantly penetrated the Black Wind Demon King from different angles, and even a few steel needles pierced into the Black Wind Demon King's abdomen against the hurricane.

However, the Black Wind Demon King was huge, and the damage caused to him by these few steel needles was really limited.

Ancestor Lan Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not hesitate to use his true essence to activate the spiritual treasure in his hand again. However, this time, the Black Wind Demon King, who was on guard, was only slightly sluggish for a moment before he regained consciousness.

On the other side, Feng Yidao took advantage of the opportunity when the Purple Stone Demon King was controlled by Ancestor Lan Ling and successfully cut off one of his arms and seriously injured him.

Qi Zhikong made a move, and threw out the fourth-level spiritual talisman without spiritual stones. Before Feng Yidao killed the Purple Stone Demon King, three fourth-level monsters had been killed by Qi Zhi's spiritual talisman.

The arrival of Lan Ling also boosted the spirits of other Jindan cultivators, and even several seriously injured Jindan cultivators felt more powerful.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the situation reversed twice, and the low-level cultivators regained their confidence when they saw another Yuanying ancestor coming.

However, after Gu Changde manipulated the magic weapon to kill a second-level low-grade monster beast, he looked up at Lan Ling above his head and thought that this man looked younger than Zhan Tian ancestor, and he could easily restrain the fifth-level middle-grade monster king, which was really amazing.

Of course, Gu Changde was not the only one who thought so. Many low-level cultivators saw Lan Ling ancestor for the first time, and they were surprised and sighed.

This Yuanying ancestor is really handsome!

At this moment, Lan Ling ancestor didn't know the twists and turns in the hearts of these low-level cultivators. He was busy fighting with the Black Wind Monster King!

The wind chime spiritual treasure consumed too much true essence, and the Black Wind Demon King was on guard again, so it was no longer useful and was temporarily put away by Ancestor Lan Ling.

At this moment, he was manipulating an exquisite pagoda and fighting with the Black Wind Demon King.

Ancestor Lan Ling was a pure magic cultivator, so he was different from Feng Yidao and did not fight with the Black Wind Demon King at all. The exquisite pagoda had the dual functions of defense and trapping the enemy. If the Black Wind Demon King was captured by the exquisite pagoda, the end could be imagined.

However, as an old hand among the demon kings, the Black Wind Demon King naturally saw the extraordinaryness of the exquisite pagoda at a glance. He tried his best to avoid it from beginning to end and refused to let the pagoda get close to him.

On this side, Feng Yidao, who had beaten the Purple Stone Demon King and made him retreat, could not help but glance at Ancestor Lan Ling.

Although this person is a casual cultivator, he has a lot of good things, including a spiritual treasure and two magic weapons, both of which are special types. I'm afraid that the Shaoyang Sect's Meihuo Patriarch is not as wealthy as him, right?

On this side, the Purple Stone Demon King, whose body protection purple light must be extremely dim, saw Feng Yidao seemed distracted, and a thought instantly passed through his mind.

Escape!

He glanced at the Black Wind Demon King who was fighting with the Lan Ling Patriarch, and turned into a purple light without hesitation and fled.

At this moment, Feng Yidao sneered, and the knife in his hand flew out, with a majestic momentum like a tiger descending from the mountain, and slashed at the purple light at a speed faster than lightning!

The Purple Stone Demon King cried out in pain, and the knife slashed firmly on his back. He felt a burst of dampness and heat on his back, but even so, he did not dare to look back, but continued to flee to the depths of the demon clan's territory!

Seeing the Purple Stone Demon King running away in an instant, Feng Yidao retracted the knife and nodded with satisfaction.

Last time, I only cut off a piece of his skin, but this time I cut off one of his arms and seriously injured him. Maybe next time, I can really cut off the head of this purple rhino.

On this side, seeing that Zi Shi actually ran away, the Black Wind Demon King couldn't help but be very angry. He glanced at Feng Yidao who was coming towards him with a knife and snorted coldly.

Do you think you can win by having more people?

Foolish human cultivators, he is not like Zi Shi and Wang Yue. He has been in the fifth stage for hundreds of years. Today, let these two human cultivators secretly show his real means!

The extremely angry Black Wind Demon King thought so. Just when he wanted to vent his anger on Lan Ling Patriarch and Feng Yidao, he suddenly heard a voice. The voice sounded very sincere and full of temptation.

"Brother Black Wind, since you are so angry, why don't you explode yourself to calm your anger?"

In an instant, the Black Wind Demon King's true essence poured into the inner elixir. However, just when he wanted to detonate the inner elixir, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and his movements and true essence stopped.

At this moment, the voice appeared in his ears again.

"Daoyou Heifeng, what are you hesitating about?

If you are reluctant to give up this thousand years of hard practice, why not give me your inner elixir? How about it?"

Here, Feng Yidao, who was stopped by a gesture of Patriarch Lan Ling, put away his knife. Hearing what Patriarch Lan Ling said, he frowned and sent a message to the Jindan cultivators, asking them to stay away from Patriarch Lan Ling and the Black Wind Demon King.