In vain, the formation arranged by Ling Xian did not seem to be able to stop at all, but he was not discouraged, and along the way, he was still happy, and the formation was taken out of the storage bag by him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the mountainside, in the swamp......

Ling Xian's vision was extremely vicious, and the places he chose were the most suitable places to set up the formation, which could maximize the power of the formation.

If it's an ordinary enemy, are you afraid that you won't be blocked by the formation?

However, the strength shown by the great power of the Xuan Xuan when he got serious is a headache.

Ling Xian's hard work didn't serve its supposed purpose at all.

Not to say that there is no half-point effect, but the effort and the gain are obviously disproportionate.

Damn it!

Ling Xian's face was gloomy, but it seemed that he was poor in donkey skills, and he knew that it was useless, so he still had to keep doing it.

In this way, the two of you chased after me, and before I knew it, another half an hour had passed.

The distance between the two of them finally expanded to three hundred miles, but the middle-aged Confucian student didn't care, although the distance was a little larger than just now, but what was the use, he was a Tongxuan ancestor, unless the other party could escape thousands of miles away in one go, it was impossible to get rid of his lock.

All efforts were in vain.

There was no way he could escape from the palm of his hand.

The more the other party does this, the more it proves that he has exhausted his donkey skills.

is so similar in his heart, the middle-aged Confucian student is more and more calm.

He was no longer in a hurry, and a somewhat playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Cat and mouse!

It's a nice feeling too.

He likes to watch the other person panic.

The feeling of having nowhere to run is amazing.

Suddenly, the sparkling waves came into view, and the sea?

No, it's just a lake.

It's just that the lake in front of you is a little outrageous, thousands of miles longitudinal and horizontal, endless, and it looks like it is really similar to the ocean.

He released his divine sense, and found that hundreds of miles ahead, Ling Xian's aura became vague, and it seemed that the other party was still not dead, and what trick did he want to play.

The middle-aged Confucian student was unimpressed.

There is no use at all, in the face of absolute strength, any ghost tricks are useless, and in the end it is just a joke.

After this period of pursuit, his confidence gradually recovered, although the little guy in front of him was more difficult than an ordinary god-transforming monk, but it was nothing more than that.

The revenge of the broken arm must be avenged, and he will definitely make him regret coming to this world.

Thinking viciously in his heart, he was covered in black and had flown towards the small lake.

With its divine speed, in an instant, it was dozens of miles away from the shore.

Rumble!

Without the slightest warning, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared on the surface of the water, bottomless, more than a hundred feet in diameter, and the sound was terrifying.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was unimpressed.

Along the way, the other party has arranged too many formations, but it is just a mantis arm blocking the car, which can be broken by himself.

At the beginning, he was a little jealous, but now he is regarded as ordinary.

With the sound of "snorting" breaking through the air into his ears, those jumping splashes turned into icicles and icicles, like a rain of flowers in the sky, flying towards him.

But so what, this kind of thing seems ferocious, but in fact it is just a façade.

Even his own body protection aura can't be broken.

But he didn't turn a blind eye.

Instead, point a finger downward.

With its movement, there was a "boom", and circles of black ripples, which looked like qualitative and invisible sound waves, rolled down wildly.

Whether it was a splash or an icicle, after being swept up like a black ripple wind, it turned into nothingness in a roar.

The corners of the middle-aged Confucian student's mouth showed a hint of pride, and he did not give up.

Instead, they turned their fingers into claws, and suddenly grabbed them like they were below.

I don't know what trick he wants to use, but at this moment, the sound of the dragon's groan came to his ears, and from the whirlpool, a cyan dragon actually flew out.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged Confucian couldn't help but be surprised.

This dragon shook its head and tail, vivid, not like a formation illusion.

Could it be that some kind of treasure has changed?

Not like that!

Then there is only one explanation.

This is the spirit beast raised by the other party.

Just as mortals can domesticate some animals as domestic animals, immortal cultivators can also raise demon clans, which are called spirit beasts.

Spirit beasts usually sign contracts with monks to help their masters fight.

Very useful!

Among the sects of cultivating immortals, there are even some sects, which mainly control spirit beasts.

However, Jiaolong is a heaven and earth spirit clan, arrogant and abnormal, and it is rare for the other party to be able to subdue Jiaolong.

A hint of surprise flashed on the middle-aged Confucian student's face, but it was quickly replaced by a sneer.

The Jiaolong clan is certainly not easy to mess with, but in front of him is just a third-order Jiaolong, whose strength is equivalent to that of an immortal cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, how useful it is.

actually used such a precious and weak spirit beast to stop himself, it seems that the other party is indeed poor in donkey skills.

So he turned his fingers into claws, and grabbed them lightly.

The black wave suddenly swept towards his palm, and on his palm, infinite suction actually bloomed.

Jiaolong is rare, he does not intend to kill it, but is ready to capture it alive and tame it as his own spirit beast.

Rise!

The dragon's groan reached his ears, and there was a mixture of struggle and disobedience.

But it's useless.

Compared with the strength of this middle-aged Confucian student, Jiaolong was too weak, and it was in vain to struggle with all his might, and in the end he could only watch himself being imprisoned and pulled in front of the middle-aged Confucian student.

"Not bad, not bad!"

The old monster looked at the dragon in front of him.

The length is only more than ten zhang, and the cultivation in the early stage of the Yuan Infant is too weak, but it has infinite growth possibilities.

As long as you cultivate well, you will be able to help you in the future, and your strength will be able to reach a higher level.

"That little one, I gave myself a nice gift. ”

He burst out laughing.

Of course, he wouldn't let Ling Xian go just because of this.

On the contrary, after getting Jiaolong, it made his greed increase a lot, obviously, the other party was not an ordinary immortal cultivator in the god transformation stage, so he didn't know what unexpected treasures he had in his hands.

As long as the other party is eliminated, these are all in their own pocket.

At this thought, his smile became more and more cheerful.

However, at this moment, Jiaolong, who was supposed to be unable to move, suddenly opened his bloody mouth.

If there is a third immortal cultivator next to him at this time, he will definitely find that there is a hint of sarcasm in Jiaolong's eyes.

"Boom!"

The dragon's breath swept up with golden flames.

It was close at hand, and the middle-aged Confucian was so carried away that he didn't have the slightest defense, and he didn't have time to hide, and he was suddenly wrapped in dazzling flames.

Fortunately, he is a Tongxuan Ancestor, and his body is aura, and his condensation is abnormal.

But he soon discovered that it was useless, and the other party was not spewing ordinary fire. (To be continued.) )