Ling Xian's expression moved and raised his head according to the sound.

The bursting sound became clearer and clearer, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth became extremely chaotic, and there was still a faint evil energy rising into the sky.

Needless to say, there are monks fighting, and they are not weak in strength.

Ling Xian couldn't help but look overjoyed on his face.

He had tried all his best along the way, but he had no use. With his own strength alone, he would have no chance to escape unless someone could help him.

Or it is also possible to take advantage of the troubled waters.

The opportunity in front of me is obviously a once-in-a-lifetime experience. From the fluctuations of spiritual energy between the world, Ling Xian judged that the strength of the two sides in the fight was not weak. Although he did not dare to be 100% sure of anything, there was a great possibility that he was a cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage.

Of course, it is difficult to judge enemies and friends in this situation.

But so what?

Anyway, it is difficult for me to get rid of the enemy now. Even if I encounter trouble again, how bad can the situation be?

In a word, if there are too many lice, you won’t be itchy, if there are too many debts, you won’t be worried!

Thinking of this, Ling Xian's face no longer hesitated, and his whole body was full of green light, flying away like a burst sound.

Ling Xian had made up his mind to take advantage of the troubled waters. Only when there were variables, he had the chance to get rid of the old monster in front of him.

With Ling Xian's magical escape technique, such a short distance, it will naturally arrive in an instant.

The rumbling burst sounded loudly, and colorful lights of inspiration appeared in the eyes. The two sides in the war seemed to be fighting fiercely.

Three men with different costumes are besieging another female monk.

Although the three men had different cultivation levels, they were all ugly in appearance, but their cultivation level was so high that they made people suck.

Middle stage of Nascent Soul!

That's right, all three of them are immortal cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Such a master is rarely seen even if he is just one.

Ling Xian never thought that today we met three people on a narrow road.

Then who will be besieged by them?

Can block three middle-stage Nascent Soul with one person's power, can it be said...

Ling Xian raised his head in surprise.

Then he showed a look of surprise and surprise.

It’s true that we never meet in life!

What caught my eye was a young girl wearing white clothes and beautiful face. She faintly exuded a sense of dust all over her body.

The aura emitted is extremely powerful.

Late stage of Nascent Soul!

Fairy of Herbs!

Why is my sister here?

When the two escaped from the ancient wilderness and teleported from the headquarters of the Fantasy Moon Sect, they went their separate ways. Ling Xian kept inquiring about the news about the Fairy of the Hundred Herbs, but unfortunately they found nothing.

I've been worried and anxious.

After all, the fairy of the Hundred Herbs has not healed.

But I don’t know where she is, and I can’t help but want to help.

I never thought that under this situation, I met my sister.

Ling Xian was naturally ecstatic.

Fairy Baicao is also a great monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. Although Ling Xian didn’t know what her real magical powers were, or she had never seen them, she practiced the ancient martial arts "The Book of the Hundred Grasses", and no matter how bad she was, she would be almost the same.

Even if it is worse than the demon clan powerhouse behind it, the difference should not be much.

God really helps me!

Ling Xian originally wanted to take advantage of the situation, but now he saw the opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

But that has a premise.

It is to deal with the old monster in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul in front of you.

Otherwise, the enemy's enemy will be his own friends. If they join forces with the demon clan, they will not be able to take advantage of it.

Don’t think it’s incredible. Things in the world of immortal cultivation are bizarre, and it’s possible for anyone to reach an alliance with whom temporarily.

This thought changed and Ling Xian moved. After all, there was not much time left for him.

Without saying a word, Ling Xian's body became slightly blurred and rushed to the man closest to him.

That was a monk in gray clothes.

Ling Xian's movements were silent, but he released the realm of spiritual consciousness as quickly as possible.

This move is useless for late-stage monks. If one is not good, it will be backfired. However, it is the best to deal with mid-stage monks, or it is very good, or it has been tried and tested.

And this is not over yet.

Then Ling Xian made a fist with one hand and clenched his claws with the other.

With a light dance between his hands, dense claws suddenly appeared, and the huge fist fell like a meteor, whistling away like a gray-robed monk.

Ling Xian had no reservations at all.

He killed him as soon as he attacked.

Even under normal circumstances, it is not easy for middle-stage Nascent Soul monks to deal with it.

Not to mention that at this moment, he was originally attacking.

Although the opponent fought against one, he was defeated in the face of the fierce attack of the Fairy of the Hundred Grass. Now he was attacked by Ling Xian again and hit the realm of spiritual consciousness. He couldn't see or touch it. He suddenly panicked.

boom!

Wrapped in dense claw shadows.

As the screams came to my ears, my whole body was torn into pieces.

Fall!

The whole process was filled with rabbits and falcons. The other two middle-stage monks in the Nascent Soul stage were shocked and said that they were scared to death.

The two of them have naturally experienced countless storms and waves when they can reach this point.

Make a quick decision, and each one scatters left and right, flees away and leaves!

The fairy of Baicao raised her eyebrows and naturally didn't want to let them go. However, at this moment, a familiar voice came to her ears: "Sister, stop chasing them."

"Brother, why are you here?"

The fairy of Baicao turned to her head and looked surprised and happy on her face. Although they were not brothers and sisters, they promised to have a thousand gold medals. Since they had already made Jinlan, they were naturally far from comparable to ordinary fellow Taoists.

"It's hard to say anything. Sister, don't chase the poor enemy. I'm here, please help me."

"What, what happened?"

The fairy of the Hundred Herbs stopped.

His expression was a little surprised. Before the two separated last time, Ling Xian was only in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, and now he has actually passed through three heavenly tribulations.

Such a speed of cultivation is simply shocking.

Moreover, he wiped out the enemy with one move just now. Although it was a sneak attack, the strength he showed was still a little scary. With the eyes of the fairy of the Baicao, it can be seen that he is no less than the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

How did my younger brother practice?

In addition to admiring the fairy of Baicao, he also looked panicked, and the woman's expression became solemn.

After we met again after we parted, the two had a lot to say, but now this situation is naturally impossible to reminisce.

Things have priorities.

Ling Xian didn't dare to delay at all. He made a long story short and introduced his current situation clearly. Then he gave a deep gift: "I'll ask my sister to save me."

"See what you said..."

Fairy Baicao quickly helped Ling Xian up: "Because you and I are Jinlan brothers, what are you saying about seeing each other?"

"It is natural for me to save me."
Chapter completed!