The fairy of the Hundred Grass has no objection.

So the siblings flew carefully like they were ahead, because they wanted to hide their tracks, and the distance they had arrived in an instant took more than a cup of tea.

What made Ling Xian happy was that the ancient altar was hidden in a primeval forest.

Looking around, there are towering ancient trees growing for thousands of years everywhere, with dense branches and leaves, which is very conducive to the two of them hiding their paths. They are determined and unintentional, and the possibility of successful attacks is quite high.

It's approaching soon.

Even with Ling Xian's cunning, a hint of nervousness could not help but show a look of tension on his face.

Because the distance is too close, he dared not even use the sound transmission technique. After all, the spiritual consciousness in the late stage of the Nascent Soul is very powerful.

He gestured with his eyes like a fairy in the Hundred Herbs.

Four early stage monks of the Nascent Soul stage, one of them deals with one.

That's right, the target of the two sneak attacks was not the Lord of Yunzhong City, but the weaker early-stage cultivator.

If there is nothing else, the success rate of attacking the weak will naturally be higher.

Cut off his arms and cut off his wings. As long as these four people die, the Lord of Yunzhong City will not be able to escape from heaven.

The two had clear goals and each selected their opponents. Ling Xian picked the old man in a green robe on the left, with a cloud embroidered on the cuffs of his clothes.

As for the fairy of Baicao, she didn't make any choice, so she just picked the one closer to her.

The atmosphere in the air became solemn.

The battle is about to break out!

However, at this moment, the Lord of Yunzhong suddenly turned his head, as if he had discovered something, but there was a little doubt between his eyebrows, as if he could not be sure of it.

"not good!"

Ling Xian cried in his heart.

Since the other party has some doubts, if you delay it, you will reveal your behavior.

Without further ado, he made a quick decision to launch an attack.

The Thousand Dragon Sword emerged from the sleeves and flew forward with amazing power.

The fairy of the Hundred Grass took action almost at the same time. With a delicate shout, a flying sword was flying at lightning, just like teleportation. It was just released the moment before, but the next moment it came to the enemy.

The woman wearing a hat was shocked and just realized that she was at the forefront of life and death.

There was a look of incredible and fear on his face.

But I didn't have time to hide, and I didn't have time to drive away magic weapons or avoid anything. The blood rose into the sky and my head was removed.

There was still a look of incredibility on her face, but then, even the Nascent Soul had no time to escape, and the sword light pierced through her dantian with a turning point.

On the other hand, the opponent selected by Ling Xian won't be much better.

He became hasty, and he could say that he was already in a hurry, but at least he sacrificed his magic weapon, which looked like a scimitar.

Block in front of you.

Just block it a little and you can buy time for yourself, and the city lord can also rescue you.

Ruyi made a good plan, but the next moment, he widened his eyes, but when he heard a click of the sound of the crack and the blue light flashed, the scimitar he had sacrificed was split in half.

The old man in green robe was stunned.

At this time, he had already seen who was attacking the attack. The other party's cultivation level was only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. Even if the magic weapon was sharper than his, how could he reach such a state with reason?

This thought was like lightning, but the next moment, the Thousand Dragon Sword was pierced through his dantian, and Ling Xian took action much more ruthless than the Fairy of the Hundred Grass.

One blow will kill you, and you will not leave any chance to take over the opponent's Nascent Soul body.

The whole process was full of rabbits and falcons, and in an almost blink of an eye, the two early-stage cultivators of the Nascent Soul stage were scattered.

A roar came into his ears, and the middle-aged man whose eyes were so passionate that he could no longer maintain his kingly demeanor. As soon as he blew his sleeves, a golden light flew away from his sleeves, like Ling Xian who was closest to him.

The late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator's angry attack cannot be underestimated. However, Ling Xian had just sacrificed the Thousand Dragon Sword, and it was too late to summon it back at this time.

"younger brother!"

The fairy of Baicao was also shocked and wanted to help, but the distance could not relieve the near thirst. A hint of madness flashed in Ling Xian's eyes.

Without avoiding it, he heard the crackling sound coming into his ears, and he actually punched him like the golden light.

"this……"

The fairy of Baicao exclaimed, and the face of the Lord of Yunzhong City was full of sneer.

I have seen a brave cultivator, but I have never seen anyone so bold.

In the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he actually dared to pick up his treasure with bare hands. Is this the old birthday star hanging himself, are you tired of living?

boom!

A loud bang came into his ears, and Ling Xian's fist was covered with flames and arcs. Even so, he still couldn't resist it. He felt a powerful force that could not resist and he flew out slanted.

The blood in his chest was surging, and the surface of his fist was even more bloody. Even if he stimulated the giant's divine blood, coupled with the Tianfeng divine fire and the thunder and lightning contained in the Thousand Dragon Sword, he still could not stop the great monk's hatred attack.

But Ling Xian's performance is already shocking. Don't forget that he is naked. If he is a cultivator, even if he is in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage, he would never dare to do this.

Even the lord of the Immortal City had a serious expression.

If he missed a blow, he did not attack, but instead floated in the air: "Who are the two fellow Taoists? No grievances or grudges? Why do you sneak attack me?"

"You...you are Ling Xian, and you have also arrived at this interface."

Before the two of them could reply, a heart-wrenching voice came to their ears. Chen Feiyun's face was full of incredible expressions, but there were more angry expressions. As early as Luoyun Mountain, he hated Ling Xian to the bone and wanted to drain his soul and refine his soul, but at that time, he didn't have enough strength.

Now that things are changing, his hatred for Ling Xian has not only not diminished slightly, but has turned into regrets.

I am now a Jindan stage immortal cultivator, and that boy Ling is probably still in Wu Kingdom, but unfortunately he is difficult to go back, otherwise he must torture him.

This is the biggest regret in his life!

He often sighed for it, but unexpectedly, at this moment, Ling Xian appeared in front of him and became the ancestor of the Nascent Soul. The depression and resentment in his heart are conceivable.

"Feiyun, do you know this fellow Taoist?"

The Lord of Yunzhong City frowned. He asked himself that he had no grudges and no grudges with the two people in front of him, and had never even seen each other before. Why did the other party fight? Could it be that the adopted son caused the trouble again?

Thinking of this, a hint of disgust appeared in his eyes.

The physique of this kid's Nine Spirit Sword Body is indeed enviable, but his mind is too bad. He can do nothing except cause trouble and does not practice hard. This kind of personality is destined to be difficult to become a great person.

Was it too hasty to decide to recognize him as his adopted son?
Chapter completed!