Show off your skills!

There was no sign of panic on Ling Xian's face.

I was just a little surprised, but I was soon replaced by a sneer.

"Okay, since you don't know how to live or die, then Ling doesn't need to show mercy!"

Faced with this overwhelming attack, Ling Xian's mouth was filled with ridicule, and he no longer restrained his breath, and his terrible spiritual pressure soared into the sky.

The cultivators present were breathless.

Everyone was so scared that their faces were no longer shy.

"You...you are an immortal cultivator in the tribulation stage!"

The old man in the soap robe couldn't help but exclaim: "Senior, let's do it slowly. We have recognized the wrong person. Please show mercy. I am grateful to you."

However, Ling Xian ignored it.

He is not a fool, and this excuse for admitting the wrong person is just talking nonsense!

Of course he would not listen to the other party's clever words.

If these guys were not sure and had their identities clearly found out, they would not have set up traps here.

Ling Xian didn't bother with his lips and tongue. When he whipped his sleeves, more than ten sword lights suddenly surged out of his sleeves. In the wind, it turned into a hundred times more.

It is dense and covers half of the sky.

Then the sound of breaking through the air became loud, and the monks who sneaked over and swept over like those who attacked him.

"ah!"

In an instant, screams came one after another. Although the formation was quite mysterious, it could temporarily trap the immortal cultivators in the Tongxuan stage. Facing Lingxian, it would be like clay and paper paste.

It was soon torn apart by the sword light.

Of course, it is impossible for a mere Nascent Soul cultivator to have the power to fight back.

Even if there were a few smart people who had already sacrificed their defensive treasures, they still had no use, but they saw blood splattering, one by one, and they had already returned to the underworld.

As for the two cultivators in the middle stage of Tongxuan, their reactions were much faster.

When Ling Xian burst out the spiritual pressure, they knew they had done something stupid.

The trap set up is enough to kill the cultivators in the late stage of Tongxuan, but if it is replaced by an old monster who has survived six heavenly tribulations, it seems to be different from the joke.

This sounds a bit outrageous.

But this is true, the tribulation period is completely different.

So while begging for mercy, the two of them had already fled. After all, most immortal cultivators will revenge, so they dare not hope that the other party will really stop.

The two of them reacted quickly, but they were still useless.

Ling Xian came to the statue of someone who didn’t offend me, and I didn’t offend me, but the other party had already bullied him and set up a trap to deal with him. Of course, he would not show mercy.

Ling Xian first raised his right hand and slapped the back of his head. Suddenly, a blue light flew out of his mouth.

Like an arrow that leaves the string, it flashed and arrived behind the old man in the soap robe.

The other party was shocked, and the spiritual light on the surface of his body suddenly became dazzling. His figure rolled around, and the sound of "swooshing" breaking through the air kept coming to his ears.

Swords, spears, swords, halberds and shields. In the blink of an eye, the other party actually sacrificed seven or eight treasures.

The spiritual lights of these treasures were connected into one piece, and an extremely thick light curtain suddenly appeared in my eyes.

Protect his body.

However, the Thousand Dragon Sword ignored it and slashed it hard on it like a rainbow flying from the sky.

Thorn...

The sound of breaking through the air came to my ears. The seemingly thick light curtain was like mud and plastic paper. The old man in the soap robe had a look of despair, but he watched the shield being torn into pieces and fell off...

On the other hand, the middle-aged man was so scared that his face was no longer shy when he saw his companions fall.

As soon as I gritted my teeth and waved my hands, I wanted to use the secret technique of saving my life at any cost, but I heard a loud bang coming into my ears.

However, Ling Xian's fist was wrapped with countless pattern arrays and electric arcs, and it was swung out like him from afar.

The golden light shines, and then he has no idea about the human affairs.

Ling Xian withdrew his fist.

His current strength is also different from that of the old monsters in the early stage of the tribulation. A mere monk in the middle stage of Tongxuan naturally seems vulnerable to him.

Then Ling Xian raised his right hand and grabbed the old man.

Although the other party had his head removed by himself, the Nascent Soul did not die and was teleporting to escape.

As Ling Xian moved, the other party suddenly felt that the air around him became different from the iron walls of the copper walls, and the teleportation naturally lost its effect.

"This is...the law of space!"

The old man's Nascent Soul suddenly turned pale.

Originally, he had a glimmer of chance to escape, but now he was left with a look of despair on his face.

No more attempts to escape at all.

Because in this case, resistance is simply futile.

Ling Xian was not polite, and grabbed him into his hand, then he left the place with a green light.

...

After a moment, the sound of breaking through the air came into my ears, and then the escape light disappeared, and two monks, a man and a woman, came here.

The man was over forty years old, while the woman was younger and pretty.

Both of them are in the God Transformation Stage. Although their clothes are different, they have the logo of the alliance of casual cultivators on their necks.

As I said just now, the Alliance of Dispersed Cultivators is neither forbidden nor encouraged, and allows them to be allowed, and even too lazy to send people to maintain order.

However, Ling Xian had just fought with those guys. Although the time was short, the spiritual power fluctuations generated were extraordinary.

In this case, it is naturally impossible for the Alliance of Dispersed Cultivators to ignore it. After all, their headquarters is nearby, so of course they have to send someone to investigate.

After the two of them fell from the escape light, they immediately searched the vicinity with their spiritual sense, and soon their faces became gloomy.

"Brother Mu, what do you think?" the woman in a green dress spoke.

"There are not many traces of attack here, but there are dozens of cultivators who have been killed. Although the attackers have erased the traces, time has been rushing and many clues are still left behind. The fallen cultivators are mainly Nascent Soul, but there are two, who are seniors of Tongxuan who have survived five heavenly tribulations." The man was wearing a gray robe and his face was very ordinary. However, based on just a few clues, he told what had just happened as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

There are indeed many strange people in the world. Although this person's strength is not worth mentioning, his vision and ability are extremely admirable.

The woman's face was also full of coldness: "The conclusion I came to is similar to Brother Mu. It's fine for those Nascent Soul cultivators. Even two immortal cultivators of Tongxuan level also fell in an instant. There is no doubt that the old monster in the Tribulation Period took action."

"That's right, but Fairy Tian doesn't think this is a bit strange?"

"strangeness?"

"No," the man surnamed Mu frowned: "From the clues, it can be inferred that the fallen monks set up a trap here, but are they fools? With their strength, they dare to ambush the old monster in the tribulation stage?"

"this……"

The woman was also confused when she heard this, and then shook her head: "I can't figure it out, but we don't need to think deeply. We just need to report the process of the matter to the elders. What should we do? Naturally, all the seniors decide."
Chapter completed!