After returning, Ding Xing sneaked all the way and quietly approached the carriage.

During this period, I heard the shouts of the disciples of Xianzhuang, and thought that the "Uncle Yi" they said must be the Yi family of Baozhi Yaozhuang.

Ding Xing and Hu Yanluo met unexpectedly in Juanchen Mountain. They once met Yi Jicai, a disciple of the Supreme Sect, who was born in this medicine shop.

Ding Xing was invited by four people to pick the spring in Yuezhi Kingdom. As a result, he was trapped for several years. This time he met a disciple of Baozhi Medicine Village. Ding Xing happened to ask, whether the four people had not returned to Zhanqing Lingquan for a long time. Did something unexpected happened or had they forgotten him in Yuezhi Kingdom?

He looked around on the battlefield and saw that there were many disciples in Xianzhuang, with a large number of twelve people. He had surrounded the three demon cultivators, but he was unable to destroy the enemy for a long time.

These demon cultivators have very clever methods. They can use magical powers of demon clouds and hide their bodies firmly in the black clouds, so that the disciples of Xianzhuang cannot identify the true body and can only be surrounded for the time being.

When Ding Xing saw one of the black clouds getting closer and closer, he thought that this person was also unlucky. The valley was dozens of feet wide, but he wanted to escape to the carriage. He hit Ding Xing directly under his nose.

Ding Xing saw a young man in brocade hiding in the clouds, with his back facing him, and all his guards were concentrated on the disciples of Xianzhuang in front of him, so that the empty door was wide open on the back. Ding Xing suddenly raised his arm and slapped it, and shot a Xuanfrost palm, which went straight into the clouds, hitting the demon cultivator's back heart.

A muffled groan sounded, and the black clouds instantly dissipated, revealing the figure of a young man, and thumped, falling to the ground.

The young man was subdued by a move, which caused the two nearby partners to be extremely frightened. The red-haired man waved the magic hammer in his hand and slammed the ground, smashed a crack on the ground on the ice, and jumped in. It seemed like he was going to use the ground to escape. Unexpectedly, his body had just entered the ground halfway, and suddenly a frost force was shrouded in it.

With a gentle pull from the air, the red-haired man had already pulled the big man into the air. The nearby disciple of Xianzhuang was quick-eyed and rushed forward to capture him.

These disciples have not seen Ding Xing's true body yet, but they know that their strong support has arrived, and they are all very motivated. After they subdued the red-haired man, they shouted: "No, there is another person who has escaped with the escape technique!"

Ding Xing turned his head and saw that the demon cultivator vomited blood in the last mouth, coagulated as a talisman, and teleported away with the method of blood escape. Ding Xing did not move and did not chase after him. He simply raised his arm and threw the Yuezhi Gate out.

After this teleportation, the demon cultivator revealed his true body more than ten miles away. He is in his fifties and sixties and has rich experience in fighting skills. He doesn't look back at all, does not hesitate for a moment, and immediately overdraws his essence and blood and continues to use his escape technique.

He was sure that he was the work of the Xuanfei monk who could capture his two companions in two moves. He was not interested in seeing the monk's appearance. Anyway, he ran away first.

Unexpectedly, before he could complete the casting, a light door suddenly flashed beside him, sliding across the air, and sucking him into the door, he suddenly felt that his body was out of control.

In just blinking, he found that he had been moved. When he looked up, he saw that he had actually returned to the valley battlefield.

In front of him, a carriage made of white paper was parked. Outside the carriage was a white-haired monk dressed as a scholar, only one step away from him.

"This is..." He was at a loss.

The white-haired monk slapped him in the face with a palm, interrupting his horrified words.

At this moment, all three demon cultivators were waiting to die.

The twelve disciples of the Immortal Village saw Ding Xing appear and bowed together: "Thank you for your help, how can you ask which school of monk you are?"

There was a petite female cultivator in the crowd. She looked Ding Xing's face for a while, and couldn't help but open her eyes wide and secretly said to the young man in black beside her: "This senior is like a little drunk man from Huofeng Orange Garden in our winery!"

"Little drunk man?" The young man in black was incredible: "Is it the Xiao Ding who rescued you and your father-in-law in Juanchen Mountain back then?"

"Xiao Ding is Xiao Ding, senior is senior!" The female cultivator was also confused. She really didn't dare to associate Xiao Ding with the Xuanfeng cultivator: "When Xiao Ding left the winery, his cultivation was only at the second and third levels of Qi training. It took less than ten years to build a Xuanfeng?"

"This may not be true! A Xiang, have you said that the spiritual cellar on your farm was stolen ten years ago, and even the twelve jars of golden dew liquid stored in the cellar were stolen!" The young man in black analyzed with a self-righteous view: "In the past ten years, the spiritual cellar and golden dew liquid have completely disappeared in Juanchen Mountain. No one can find their clues. Maybe it will fall into the hands of this senior Xiao Ding!"

"It's possible, it's possible!" The female cultivator nodded and suddenly looked overjoyed: "Husband, why don't I ask this senior? If he is really Xiao Ding, then we will have a good life in the future. Xiao Ding and my parents are close friends. He has become a mysterious cultivator and will definitely take care of us!"

If you can get in love with a senior in the Xuanfei period, you will have a backer in Binghua Mountain from now on.

Jinlu Winery has been ruined, and hundreds of villagers are like stray dogs. They are living under the roof of immortal villages everywhere. Everyone doesn’t say anything, but they are all looking forward to the fact that among the villagers, they can advance to a mysterious senior and raise the banner of the winery again. As long as they raise their arms, everyone will definitely compete to join us.

This female cultivator is not someone else, but a winery disciple, Shen Chuanxiang. Her parents, Old Man Shen and Grandma Meng went south to Juanchen Mountain, and had a relationship with Ding Xing for several months.

Later, Shen Chuanxiang was surrounded by a group of corpses and insects in the mountains and was rescued by Ding Xing. However, she and Ding Xing only lived in the same village, but had never had any in-depth relationships. Therefore, when they saw Ding Xing's face, they only looked familiar. Ding Xing had another white hair, which made her even more afraid to be sure of Ding Xing's identity.

If her father, Old Man Shen, were here, she would definitely be able to recognize Ding at a glance.

The young man in black was named Xue Chongren, and his life experience was similar to Ding Xing. His uncle married into Baozhi Yaozhuang and later led him to the village. He was about the same age as Shen Chuanxiang. He developed feelings for him while exploring Binghua Mountain a few years ago and soon became a couple.

This time, the couple was ordered to go to the Demon Ferry to handle the job. When a group of demon cultivators sneaked in and participated in the sniper together, they never expected that they would meet Ding Xing here.

In fact, when Ding Xing returned, he had already recognized Shen Chuanxiang, but although the three demon cultivators were captured, they were just small minions. The war was not over, so Ding Xing had no time to reminisce about the past.

He fixed the Yuezhi Gate beside him, and his eyes turned toward the Demon Ferry.

He has the cultivation level of the Xuanfei stage, which can be seen further than the disciples of the Xianzhuang present. The battlefield is not just this place. There are other fights near the ferry, and the momentum looks even stronger.

Seeing that he had been watching the ferry, the disciples of Xianzhuang didn't dare to speak anymore, and they all stood there with each other.

After a while, the sound of fighting at the ferry was getting closer and closer, and it gradually spread here.
Chapter completed!