Surge forward!

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

Ling Xian's face was full of gloom, and now he couldn't help thinking about it anymore, and he was covered in green light, as if flying away in front of him.

There are the most monks in that direction, there are more than ten of them, but relatively speaking, the cultivation is weak, mainly in the early and middle stages of foundation building.

There are many people on the surface, but in Ling Xian's opinion, it is the easiest to break through.

At this time, where did Ling Xian dare to hide his clumsiness, he was galloping, and almost in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of the more than ten people.

Although those monks behaved fiercely, Ling Xian really rushed closer, one by two, but he was very angry, but he didn't dare to escape from the battle, otherwise he would have to be severely punished if he returned to the sect.

So one by one, they took the plunge and sacrificed their own spiritual weapons.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, and so on, all of them were all in one mind, like Ling Xian falling down.

Suddenly, there was a loud whistling sound.

More than a dozen foundation building monks shot together, and no matter how they cultivated, these treasures were connected together, and the power was still quite amazing.

If another monk and Ling Immortal were to change places, even if they had already entered the late stage of foundation building, they would never dare to go straight to the ground.

Even if you don't hide, you will inevitably sacrifice the treasure of your defense.

In this way, it is blocked.

Their task is accomplished.

As long as this kid is blocked a little, when Uncle Zhuge comes here, will he still have room to resist?

The wishful thinking played well, but Ling Xian didn't play his cards according to common sense at all, not only did he not sacrifice the treasure of defense, but the speed of his flight slowed down in the slightest.

There's even an expedition!

Damn it!

The more than ten monks, all of them had crooked noses.

This kid dares to look down on himself so much, today. He must be hated here.

The magic tricks in their hands were flying, and the treasures they sacrificed were suddenly violent, and the sound of clanging clanging came into their ears, and since Ling Xian didn't hide, he was naturally beaten into a mess.

None of the artifacts missed, but then. But there was a scene that stunned everyone.

Those spiritual weapons hit Ling Xian's body, and they didn't even scratch his oily skin, and they were directly bounced off easily.

How can it be?

This scene was witnessed not only by the people concerned, but also by the monks in the city, without exception.

Suddenly, the sound of "buzzing" came to their ears, and everyone even thought that their eyes were wrong.

"Not really. Invulnerable?"

"Are you really sure that this is an immortal cultivator?"

"Even if it's a demon clan, it's hard to do this!"

......

The onlookers were still like this, and those monks who intercepted head-on could be imagined, their faces were full of shock, and they couldn't say a word, and taking this opportunity, Ling Xian's retreat was very fast. Flew past them.

In the blink of an eye, he broke out of the encirclement, leaving the dozen or so monks far behind.

Until Ling Xian walked away. They woke up like a dream, and hurriedly chased after them, but it didn't matter if they shouted or beat their chests, if they missed it, they missed it, and then they wanted to catch up. It's hard to climb.

Fall on one's feet!

Of course, for Ling Xian, it was only temporary.

I didn't violate the ordinary door rules, to put it bluntly, I broke into a catastrophe.

Reasonable. Those who come to hunt down and kill themselves will not only be immortal cultivators in the foundation building period, there must be characters of the Second Heavenly Tribulation.

It's just that, Jindan Ancestor, where is it?

Ling Xian didn't know.

However, the sense of urgency in his heart made him feel like he was on pins and needles, and he had to get out of here as soon as possible.

Thinking like this in his heart, Ling Xian's speed of evasive light had been exerted to the extreme.

Soon, it flew out of a hundred miles away, and the originally clear sky was inexplicably gloomy.

As if it was going to rain heavily, Ling Xian's expression was similar to the weather.

The bad feeling in my heart became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, he slowed down, stopped without warning, and then slapped his waist and took out a talisman.

Earth Escape!

At this time, he has escaped for hundreds of miles, and if he continues to fly, it will be easier to be discovered, and it will be wiser to go underground.

If you want to escape from the ascension, you have to think carefully and don't use your brain, it will definitely not work.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian slapped the talisman to his chest, and was about to escape into the ground.

However, at this moment, the already gloomy sky suddenly turned gray.

This gray and gloomy is different, but the oppressive atmosphere is even stronger, and what is even more terrifying is that the gray and white sky is still churning, throbbing like some living thing.

Ling Xian was shocked, and at this time, he didn't care about any earth escape talismans, and the whole person flew out towards the oblique thorn.

Thorn ......

Almost at the same time, a sword light fell from the sky, almost grazing Ling Xian's body.

With a loud noise coming to his ears, he had a lot of inspiration, fortunately Ling Xian dodged quickly, but a hill in front of him was not so lucky, and he became a substitute for the dead.

The sword light flashed and disappeared into the hill.

The next moment, from the belly of the mountain, countless rays of light rose to the sky, and the rubble fell like rain, but in an instant, a huge mountain peak actually turned into a ruin.

Ling Xian's face was ugly, and his forehead was covered with sweat droplets the size of beans.

The power of a sword is so far, 100% it is a Jindan monk!

He turned his head and saw an ordinary looking old man, dressed in ordinary clothes, but with a non-angry and arrogant bearing.

Uncle Zhuge !

A solemn look flashed on Ling Xian's face, it was this senior uncle who presided over the entrance assessment back then.

Zhuge Ling!

Although he did not serve as the lord of a peak, he was known for his wisdom and bravery.

Ling Xian sighed and bowed with his fists, but he was silent.

At this point, it is useless to explain, and it is impossible for the other party to let himself go, so how can he escape?

Hard!

But no matter what, Ling Xian would not sit idly by.

Zhuge Ling sighed.

For Ling Xian, his mood was actually quite complicated, both hating and appreciating, but since he was here, there was no reason to let him go.

"Tie your hands down, although you are a little reckless in this matter, but the fault is not all yours, go back, I can help you intercede like the senior brother in charge." ”

"Thank you, uncle, but I won't go back with you. ”

Ling Xian heard the sincerity of the other party's words, and a trace of gratitude flashed on his face, but it was impossible to be caught, cultivating immortals was going against the sky, and he had to go through countless hardships and sufferings, and his own fate needed to be grasped by himself, so go back like this, God knows what the end would be?

Seeing Ling Xian's refusal, Zhuge Ling neither felt surprised nor angry, but sighed: "Well, with your character, I don't think you can be moved by a few words, it's just that the order of the head of the house cannot be violated, since you are unwilling to go with me, then I can only knock you out and take you away." (To be continued.) )