Gou became an immortal and became an ancestor in the world of immortality

Chapter 147 Save Yunxiao
"Quick, even faster."

Over the wild mountains and forests more than 200 miles away from Tingchao Lake, a spiritual boat can be seen flying rapidly, with mottled marks on its surface covered with swords and magic weapons.

Looking around, one could see four Qi-training monks wearing cloud-patterned white robes.

The leader is a thin man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He is about thirty years old and has attained the ninth level of Qi training.

But at this moment, everyone, including the other party, looked pale and breathless, and their white robes were stained with blood and full of scars.

"Buzz!"

With the previous urgent sound falling to the ground, everyone endured their injuries and performed the seal again, causing the spirit boat's speed to break out again.

In an instant, a half-foot-sized fireball was seen falling from behind, just passing by.

"so close."

The young man's face was ugly, and his tired eyes were bloodshot.

Following his spiritual sense, we could see eight or nine monks pursuing him from behind.

Most of them are in the later stage of Qi training, and their faces are either covered or changed by the art of disguise.

Obviously, this is a gang of robbers and cultivators who are eyeing their prey.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Strange laughter rang out, and in the next breath, a black shadow flashed. A ninth-level qi-training cultivator in black robes used secret techniques and talismans, and exploded with speed, appearing on the side of the spirit boat in an instant.

A rainbow of spiritual power swept out, and a middle-grade flying sword weapon tore through the sky, heading towards the leading young man on the spirit boat.

when!
The sound of Jin Ge echoed, and a medium-grade shield weapon was summoned and blocked in mid-air, barely stopping it.

"Damn!"

Yang Yunxiao looked ugly and pale, and it was obvious that he had very little spiritual power left.

At the same time, affected by this, the spirit boat was also intercepted and stopped, and Jie Xiuye ​​from behind took advantage of the situation to catch up.

"Fellow Taoists, where else do you want to escape?"

The leader of Jie Xiu sneered, and as he waved his hand, he saw other figures scattering in all directions, just in time to surround several members of the Yang family.

"Your Excellency, I, the Yang family of Baiyun Mountain, have no enmity or enmity with you, so why bother?"

Holding on to the last bit of luck, Yang Yunxiao patted the storage bag and took out hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones and warned.

"I wonder if these spiritual stones can be considered as money for buying money?"

"Ha ha."

Glancing at the storage bag in the opponent's hand, the leader of Jie Xiu shook his head.

"It is said that the Yang family in Baiyun Mountain is very wealthy and has a second-level alchemist in charge."

"Fellow Taoist, these little spiritual stones are just sending beggars away?"

"you!"

Several young people from the Yang family looked ugly, and Yang Yunxiao on the side also had a gloomy look and raised his hand to stop them.

"I don't know, how much do you want?"

"How many?"

He laughed loudly, and then he saw the leader of the robbery show his murderous intent, and he made a gesture and took action boldly.

"Of course it's all, including your lives!"

Bang!
The spiritual storm swept across, and Yang Yunxiao and others were besieged from all directions in the blink of an eye.

"Brother from the Yunxiao clan, I'm leaving first!"

Faced with such a critical situation, a young monk from the Yang family did not hesitate and immediately swallowed a Exploding Yuan Pill with determination on his face.

Beside him, the other two people also had the same expressions and movements, and they endured their injuries and said their last instructions.

Without waiting for Yang Yunxiao to answer, the three of them rushed out together and used their last resort to forcefully hold down the tribulation cultivators.

Obviously, they wanted to use their lives to open up a way for each other.

"Yunfeng!"

Yang Yunxiao's eyes were about to burst, and his heart seemed to be bleeding.

If it weren't for the danger in the secret realm and the many twists and turns along the way, he would have exhausted his cards and left injuries.

How could a group of them be in such a mess?

"Let's go!" Angry shouts came from the chaotic fighting storm. Feeling the urging, Yang Yunxiao's eyes gradually turned blood red.

He knew that he had no choice now.

During this trip to the secret realm, the Yang family suffered heavy losses.

If the gains are not brought back to the family, then the Yang family will completely lose everything and waste their wealth.

Thinking of this, his blood-red and hateful eyes recorded the group of calamity cultivators one by one, gritted his teeth, and was about to muster up his spiritual power to turn around and escape.

"Want to escape?"

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded.

Immediately, a calamity cultivator who seemed to be only in the middle stage of Qi training exploded. The gray-robed figure flashed strangely, just in time to avoid the obstruction of Yang Yunfeng and others.

At the same time, he summoned a medium-grade jet-black spear weapon and headed straight for Yang Yunxiao's back like a broken bamboo.

"Is there another ninth level of Qi training?"

"Clouds!"

Several members of the Yang family looked shocked and angry, and they quickly shouted reminders.

Bang!
The whistling sound was fierce and harsh. He was caught off guard. Although Yang Yunxiao tried to dodge, it was like being struck by lightning.

The spiritual shield on his body was shattered, and his left shoulder was pierced by a spear.

Blood splashed everywhere, soaking the cloud-patterned white robe red in the blink of an eye.

"Is there anything hidden?"

Covering the wound, Yang Yunxiao stopped in mid-air and looked at the grey-robed Jie Xiu who was standing in front of him and slowly put away his spear weapon, with a bitter smile on his face.

He knew that today, they were completely defeated.

"The response is very fast."

Jie Xiu spoke coldly, not sure if it was a compliment or a sarcasm.

"But alas, you have to stay!"

With a cold shout, he immediately saw the spiritual power fluctuations at the ninth level of Qi training burst out, and the long spear weapon tore through the sky, leading a violent attack straight towards the door in front of Yang Yunxiao.

Swish!
Whistling sounds and biting coldness swept over him. In an instant, Yang Yunxiao felt as if his whole body was cold, as if he was about to die.

Affected by this, the world in front of him seemed to have stopped, and the shocked and angry voices of the three Yang family peers behind him suddenly stopped.

"Is this a hallucination before death?"

With confusion in his eyes, Yang Yunxiao felt that he might have died.

But, next breath!
But he saw an extremely powerful foundation-building spiritual pressure blooming quietly, seeming to freeze everything around him.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling spiritual light bloomed in the air, turning into a golden rain of arrows and falling wildly.

"Foundation?"

There were sounds of surprise and suspicion, and the expressions of the two Jie cultivators at the ninth level of Qi training changed drastically.

puff!puff!puff!
The spiritual shields exploded one after another, and the muffled sound of flesh and blood echoed around.

The golden arrow, which was more than ten feet long, pierced the golden cracked stone and pierced all the body of Jie Xiu on the spot.

"Ho ho."

The gray-robed Jie Xiu and his black-robed leader both looked at each other in disbelief, with blood bleeding from the corners of their mouths. They looked down at the fist-sized blood hole in their chests.

Gradually, the breath dissipated and there was no more life.

Bang!
All the tribulation cultivators fell on the spot, falling into the air one after another and smashing into the ground.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yunxiao and others' eyes widened, their hearts were shaken, and they froze on the spot for several breaths.

Until, a breeze blew.

A familiar aura appeared in his consciousness, and Yang Yunxiao quickly looked up.

The clouds dispersed, and a spiritual boat quietly appeared.

Among them, a figure in green clothes can be seen standing with hands behind his back, his indifferent temperament is like an evergreen pine and cypress.

Time seems to have left no trace on his body, and his appearance is still the same as before.

"Uncle Li!"

(End of this chapter)