Peerless Heavenly Immortal

All the carriages stopped one after another, and a large number of dísciples jumped out of the carriage and looked at the front warily. There was a large black silhouette standing there. The first middle-aged robust man was sitting on a giant bear with snow-white hair. The giant bear had seats and a canopy on its back. It was obviously a tame animal that was often used for riding.

Ling'er poked her head out of the carriage, took a look at the middle-aged robust man, Yingmei slightly frowned, and said: "This man is from the bloodfiend sect, and his strength is still higher than me. Innate Realm Middle Stage powerhouse !"

"Innate Realm Middle Stage?" The charming servant girl's face turned pale, and said: "Is he the only one?"

Linger swept away I glanced at the middle-aged robust man behind him, his eyes flickered slightly, and said, "At least ten powerhouses of Innate Early-Stage."

The charming servant girl's complexion changed wildly, suddenly clenches the teeth, and said: "Miss, our route is confidential. There must be an insider in Sect. I will cover you. With your strength, it shouldn't be a problem to escape from the chaos! As long as you are still there, Bamboo Tune Sect has a chance to rise!"

Ling'er started, took a deep look at her, said with a slight smile: "Don’t be afraid, we have a total of sixteen Elders here. Although they are all Innate Early-Stage, they have to deal with the opposite. Ten Elders shouldn’t be a problem. As for the Innate Realm Middle Stage, I’ll contain them."

"Miss, how can I do it!" The charming servant girl anxiously said: "Although it is only a realm gap, But there are as different as heaven and earth!"

Ling'er smiled lightly and said: "I have not learned art in the past ten years. Although I am only Innate Early-Stage, I have swallowed it. Let’s play the Mad Niu Dan, plus the several Taoist methods taught by the Master, and the golden gourd magic weapon left to me by his Senior. It is not difficult to delay this person."

The charming servant girl is about to say more. What? Ling'er waved her hand suddenly, her expression became solemn, and said, "They are about to attack, you will wait in the carriage after a while!" There was a tone of command in the words.

The charming servant girl startled.

At this moment--

Whoo! Whoo!

Two rays of light flew in and hit the carriage. Ling'er's posture flashed and came to the sky above the carriage. With a wave of her slender hand, a golden light floated out of her sleeve and hit the two rays of light head-on.

Boom! Boom!

The two rays of light retreated and were knocked back and flew back, and the rays of light above were quite dim.

"Hey!" The middle-aged robust man narrowed his eyes. "The old bastard golden gourd of the white crane? He was willing to give it to you, huh! If you haven't reached the Innate Realm Middle Stage, you can only Can use half of the power of this thing, bring it to me!" He said, grabbing it with a big hand.

I saw a bunch of scarlet blood mist born out of thin air, condensed into a blood claw, and shot it towards the golden gourd.

Ling'er's face was solemn, and the mutter incantations in her mouth, the golden gourd rays of light flashed suddenly, the mouth of the bottle opened, and a group of purple flames whizzed out from the inside.

As soon as this purple flame touches the blood claws, the blood claws melt quickly like ice and snow, and they are burned out in an instant.

Middle-aged robust man complexion slightly changed, coldly snorted and said: "What about Ziyang Heavenly Fire!" With a spit out, a dark ruler shoots out, rising against the storm, and the sound of tigers roars faintly from the ruler , There was a faint tiger, attached to the black ruler, and roared at the golden gourd.

Ling'er squeezed a trick with one hand. The golden bottle gourd rays of light are generous and suddenly turned into a round of golden scorching sun, contending with the black ruler.

And Elder in other carriages, seeing Ling'er did not choose to escape, but fighting with the middle-aged robust man, immediately guessed her thoughts, and rushed towards the other Elders on the opposite side.

The common disciple around the carriage rushes with the demonic path dísciple on the opposite side, and the roar of fighting fills the sky for a while.

Wu Feng floated out of the carriage, and saw that Ling'er was actually fighting with the middle-aged robust man opposite, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

When I saw this middle-aged robust man's black ruler magic weapon, there was a tiger spirit attached to it, so I immediately narrowed his eyes.

The magic weapon is attached to the spirit, which can enhance the formidable power of the magic weapon, such as a First Rank magic weapon. If the spirit is successfully attached, the formidable power will increase according to the strength of the Spirit Physique. If the Spirit Physique is strong enough, it is comparable Rank 2 magic weapon!

With the look of Wu Feng, I immediately saw that the golden bottle gourd in Ling'er's hand is of extraordinary quality, and the black ruler is a bit inferior, but with the formidable power enhanced by the spirit, It was barely able to fight.

Wu Feng eyes flashed, without any hesitation, killed the army on the opposite side.

whiz whiz whiz ……

The faint rays of light flashed on his fingertips, and then, in the common disciple crowd below, dísciple immediately fell to the ground one after another, and lost his breath.

These dísciples have a characteristic, there is a little Yinhong blood on the eyebrows, which is so small that they are almost invisible. This made the Bamboo Tune Sect dísciple, who was fighting against these dísciples, started, but I quickly guessed that it was mostly the work of the Sect Elder who possesses great magical power. He immediately regained his energy and rushed toward the opposite side more desperately!

sou sou ……

The small needles shuttle through the common disciple like a bird. There are a total of five flying needles, each of which can easily take a life away.

This is the weapon Wu Feng conceived after cultivation Tianmai Division chanting. Tianmai division chanting can divide the divine sense into thousands and hundreds of shares. The advantage is that others can use one weapon, and they can use hundreds of them! It's like others have to face hundreds of people's siege!

So , Wu Feng thought of needles!

These needles are just forged from ordinary iron essence and are illegal treasures, but at the speed of divine sense control, they have to kill an acquired powerhouse with no difficulty!

As Wu Feng took action, wherever he flew, a large number of demonic path dísciples died mysteriously, like a plague of death emanating from him.

This weird scene made the other Elder and dísciple aware of this. Although they are in the war at the moment and don't have much thoughts, they still secretly keep this matter in their minds.

At this time, Wu Feng had already come behind the opponent, and two Elders flew over to double-team Wu Feng.

The expressions of these two are cold, with a trace of hideousness. They have seen Wu Feng's uncommon action and a little tricky, so they chose the two together and immediately solved him.

When encountering an opponent of the same level, Wu Feng did not dare to take it lightly, and immediately retracted the flying probe, and the divine sense attached to it was shrouded around him to prevent sneak attacks.

"Dead!" A thin old man rushed forward, with a pitch-black whisk in his hand threw away, and countless black threads were like hair, soaring thousands of feet, twisting around Wu Feng.

Wu Feng's eyes flickered cold, raised hand and beckoned, and the Flying Sword under his feet suddenly cut out.

Puff!

The black threads are broken one after another, but more black threads continue to flow in, and there is a feeling of endless cuts.

At the same time, another person has come behind Wu Feng, took out a small black cauldron, and shrouded Wu Feng.

Wu Feng silhouette is fast, but it can't match the moving speed of the magic weapon, and it is soon enveloped by the black cauldron. At the moment of being enveloped, Wu Feng immediately felt that his body was pressed down like a mountain, and his body was falling involuntarily.

Boom!

The whole ground trembled and sank. This black cauldron is incredibly heavy!

"Dead!" This controls black Cauldron's middle-aged man, his eyes flashed lightly.

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