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Ling Xian frowned, and then relieved, now the Water Cloud Realm is mixed with dragons and snakes, dangers are everywhere, and there is no one to preside over the overall situation, it is normal for a fight to occur.

Ling Xian didn't want to meddle in his own affairs, but now he was feeling at a loss, he had a long future ahead of him, and he didn't know where to stay.

Since there was no clear destination, of course Ling Xian couldn't talk about hurrying, so why not look at the excitement?

It is important to know that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and danger and trouble often mean opportunities.

Ling Xian is right to be cautious, but he is by no means cowardly, not to mention that his current strength is as good as the world can go, what is it to look at the excitement?

Thinking so in his heart, Ling Xian was covered in green light, and he had quietly approached the place of battle.

The distance is only a few hundred zhang, as far as the eye can see, but there are two men and a woman, divided into hostile sides, and the magic weapons come out together, and the fight is extremely lively.

A man and a woman on the left, both in their twenties, have clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and their looks are quite similar, looking like a pair of brothers and sisters.

Both of them are in the late stage of foundation building, one is the sword, and the other has a red silk that burns like a flame in his hand.

The red light is dazzling, and the power is extremely good.

Ling Immortal had so much experience in fighting the Method, and with a casual glance, he could judge that the strength of this brother and sister far surpassed that of an immortal cultivator of the same level.

However, even so, they fought more and fought less, but they completely fell behind.

There is no other reason, because the enemy they are facing is an old monster with a golden pill!

A big realm gap. It's not this number of people that can make up for it, and it's just that these two brothers and sisters, with magical powers and treasures, all have something extraordinary, otherwise. It has long been beaten to the point that its soul is scattered.

However, even so, it is still embarrassing, but it is tired to cope, this defeat is just a matter of time, and it does not make much sense to persist at all.

"Little sister, get out of here. ”

The young man was dressed in white, but at this moment he was disheveled, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't do more. I saw that he pinched the sword trick with both hands, and with the strength of one person, he took over most of the attacks of the Jindan old monster.

The purpose is to create an opportunity for the little sister to get out of here.

However, the face of the young girl next to her was full of hesitation, it was indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in front of her, and she also understood that it was almost impossible for the two of them to escape at the same time.

However, the truth is this, how could she bear to run away alone and leave her brother behind. Face a strong enemy.

After all, intellect and emotion are very different.

And this is a little hesitation. The time was fleeting, and the smug laughter of the old man Jindan came into his ears: "If you want to go, don't be naïve, you two, no one wants to leave this place today, and the soul is the only ending for you." ”

The man was dressed in black. His appearance was extremely fierce, not so much an immortal cultivator, but rather a secular bandit, Ling Xian raised his eyebrows slightly. Originally, I didn't want to be nosy, but the more I looked at the brother and sister, the more familiar I felt, but I was so anxious that I couldn't remember where I had seen them.

This is a bit unusual, you must know that immortal cultivators usually have the ability to remember, how can they not remember.

Ling Xian tapped his forehead.

A flash of inspiration flashed through my mind.

Remember a long time ago......

That's right, it's been a long time.

At that time, I had just laid the foundation, and I was thinking about what to do next.

Do you want to continue to be a casual cultivator, or do you want to join a sect?

When he was undecided, he heard a commotion outside, and went out to check, but it was a casual couple who fled to the valley.

It turned out that they were being hunted down by a demon cultivator.

But the reason is laughable.

This casual couple has a pair of children, and their spiritual root qualifications are very good.

It can be said that it is one in a million.

The good material and the quality made the demon cultivator happy to see the hunt, and wanted to accept the two as apprentices and inherit the mantle, but the couple didn't want their children to be any demon cultivators.

The two of them have inferior spiritual roots, and they are pitiful to God, and they are so good at giving birth to a pair of children, as parents, they naturally hope that they can have a bright future.

It is best to be able to worship among the five major sects.

The demon cultivator naturally refused to give up, but Ling Xian took action and saved the couple.

It can also be regarded as receiving a good fate.

At the same time, it is not without gains.

From their mouths, they knew how to join the secrets of the Heavenly Flavor Sect.

There is no need to dwell on the rest of the story.

No wonder I feel a little familiar, the brother and sister in front of me are not the children of the couple back then.

It's just that at that time, they were still young, and now things have changed, and the brother and sister have not only grown up, but also cultivated to the late stage of foundation building.

Counting the time, it is only a few decades, and although this kind of cultivation speed is not shocking, it is not an exaggeration to call it a genius.

The two brothers and sisters, in the sect, most of them are very happy with the elders of the sect, otherwise, they will not be given the top spiritual weapons.

However, even so, in the face of the existence of the Jindan level, even if the other party is only in the early stage of the Jindan and has no decent treasures, the brother and sister are still dwarfed.

The gap in the great realm is not so easy to make up.

To be able to persevere to this point, they have already used all their skills.

"Little sister, you ......"

Seeing that his sister gave up the opportunity to escape that he had won so hard, a trace of disappointment flashed on the young man's face.

But there is nothing to be done, and now, the opponent's offensive has become more and more fierce, even if he is desperate, it is difficult to win a second chance.

Could it be that today, my brother and sister will really fall here, and God will not give even a ray of life?

The young man thought sadly.

Before this thought could be turned, the rampant laughter of the Jindan monk had already reached his ears: "I want to see the next move, how do you deal with it?"

Before the words fell, he raised his hand, and a magic weapon in the shape of a gourd was sacrificed.

Countless black grains of sand surged out from inside, conjuring up birds, beasts, insects, snakes, and all kinds of monsters with hideous appearances.

Wrap the treasures of the two of them.

Whether it was the fairy sword or the red silk, they were all blocked by the black sand, and the aura became extremely dim.

The rest of the sand grains turned into a big black hand, which grabbed it like the girl on the left.

Looking at his plan, he actually wanted to capture him alive.

The two brothers and sisters were shocked.

But he couldn't move, and he didn't have the skills to return to the sky.

Finished!

The eyes of the two of them were full of despair, but at this moment, a sudden change protruded, and from the far sky, an almost transparent sword qi suddenly flew out.

With a simple effort, he knocked the big black hand back into its original shape and turned it into a grain of sand with an irregular shape.

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