Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

A few hours later, Ye Ming appeared above an endless grassland.

The so-called Dingfeng Mountain is in front of us!

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the rolling mountains in the distance.

Most of the peaks in the entire mountain range are extremely high, and the shortest is thousands of feet high. When the monsoon from the grassland blows here, it is blocked by the mountains and cannot go south.

A large amount of cumulus clouds formed here, causing abundant rainfall in this area, and the place that should have been a wasteland became a green grassland.

When he flew to a distance of a thousand miles from the mountains, he saw bright lights in many places on the mountains ahead, red, yellow, white, and all kinds of lights, and there were also faint roars coming from them.

When he swept his mind over there, he knew that all the noise was caused by someone fighting.

There was a battle group almost every one or two hundred miles, and the entire fighting range stretched along the mountains for thousands of miles.

Such a vast area is exactly where the combined cultivators of the Tianyun Clan and the Jiaochi Clan fight.

Ye Ming stopped in the air, looked at the fighting lights with flickering eyes for a moment, then restrained his cultivation and flew towards a certain battle group with a flash of golden light.

……

Qianjizi was controlling a giant sword that was hundreds of feet long, several majestic fire dragons, and a giant seal as big as a hill, and was fighting fiercely with a white-faced young man from the Jiaochi tribe.

There were two golden puppets that were a hundred feet tall, assisting in the attack. The two puppets each held a giant hammer and a giant spear in their hands, and exuded the aura of the fusion stage.

"Boom..." There was a loud earth-shaking sound, and a giant sword that was hundreds of feet long and surrounded by flames cut off three giant pythons made of thick black air with one sword.

Qianjizi laughed loudly: "It seems that Yin Kui, who is known as the most powerful demon below the Mahayana level in the Jiaochi tribe, is only so powerful. He really doesn't deserve the reputation."

The white-faced young man was in the late stage of fusion cultivation. He was dressed in a black robe and was filled with demonic energy so dense that it turned into a substantial piece of armor on his body.

They each used a bone fork, a skeleton, and several pale bone claws to fight against Qianjizi's giant sword, giant seal, and fire dragon respectively. In addition, there was a four-winged sky tiger in the fusion stage and two puppets.

"Hmph, I was just giving in to you, old fellow just now. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?" The white-faced young man sneered and grabbed the air with one hand. A bone banner filled with demonic energy appeared out of thin air.

After throwing it lightly in front of him, the bone flag swelled in the wind, reaching hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye. Ink-black demonic energy surged out madly, instantly covering most of the sky, blocking out the sun, with an extremely astonishing momentum.

Ghostly faces and ghosts kept appearing inside, and the sounds of ghosts crying and howling were endless. Led by a demon corpse that was dozens of feet in size and covered in black and shriveled, countless ghost heads and ghosts slowly surrounded Qianjizi.

"A holy level demon corpse!" Qianjizi's face became solemn. The aura of the shriveled demon corpse had actually reached the second level of the holy clan.

He immediately flipped his hand and took out a several-inch long spike to prepare for the fight.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from afar: "Daoyou Qianji, I'm here to help you!"

Qianjizi turned his head and saw a long golden rainbow coming at him from more than ten miles away. It appeared at the edge of the dark evil energy in the blink of an eye, and then drilled in without stopping.

The light faded, revealing the figure of a young man in white.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, it's you! Have you advanced to the Saint level?" Qianjizi said in great surprise after seeing who it was.

Ye Ming nodded. The cultivation level he displayed at this moment was only at the initial stage of fusion.

"Fellow Daoist Qianji, I will help you contain a few of them and try to capture this beast as soon as possible. You still need to go back and preside over the battle in Yuncheng."

The white-faced young man was amused by these words, "Humph, what a big tone, a person who has just advanced to the Saint Clan dares to brazenly say in front of me that he can take me down, he is really ignorant and fearless."

“Hahaha, we’ll have to try to know if it works. Fellow Daoist Ye, just help me to raid the formation, and I’ll watch out…” Qianjizi didn’t believe that Ye Ming could pose any threat to Yin Kui of the Jiaochi tribe, but he still accepted Ye Ming’s kindness with a big laugh, and then sacrificed the spike.

With a rumbling sound, the sharp cone suddenly became several feet in size, with silver-white lightning flashing on the surface, and thick arcs jumping on it. After a series of crackling sounds, these arcs bounced out and flashed towards the demon corpses and demon heads.

The two came into contact with each other in an instant, and there was a loud bang and dazzling silver, white, black, green and other colored lights.

At the same time, the other treasures driven by the two men also attacked each other non-stop. The aftermath of the various attacks made the area within a radius of dozens of miles a mess.

"Hey, I'm being underestimated." Seeing this, Ye Ming laughed in his heart, but this is better.

Then, without seeing Ye Ming taking out any treasure, he suddenly rushed towards the white-faced young man.

Moreover, its movement speed was incredibly fast. With just a flash of golden light, it crossed a distance of several miles and appeared twenty or thirty feet in front of the young man.

"You are looking for death!" Although the young man in black looked down on Ye Ming's cultivation, he was still a saint-level existence after all, so while fighting with Qianjizi, he also kept some of his attention on Ye Ming.

Seeing Ye Ming rushing towards him with bare hands, he was shocked and immediately pointed his fingers at Ye Ming several times.

"Roar..." With a shocking roar, two pitch-black pythons made entirely of demonic energy suddenly shot out and coiled towards Ye Ming from the left and right.

At such a close distance, the magic python can arrive in an instant.

Just as the python was about to wrap around Ye Ming and strangle him tightly, Ye Ming stretched out his hands, grabbed the python's vital point like lightning, and then squeezed it lightly.

With two light "puff" sounds, the magic python was crushed into pieces and turned into wisps of magic energy again.

"Huh?" The white-faced man was shocked when he saw this scene. Even Qianjizhi would have to work hard to deal with his magical power. The unknown boy in front of him could break it so easily. He couldn't help but become alert instantly.

But before he could make any other reaction, Ye Ming's counterattack had already arrived.

Ye Ming raised one palm and pushed it out towards the white-faced young man. A purple-gold handprint several dozen feet in size emerged from Ye Ming's hand and flew over quickly.

Before the palm print actually hit his body, an extremely astonishing force was generated out of nowhere, pressing tightly against the space within a radius of dozens of feet, as if it were solidified, and it was extremely difficult to move his hands and feet.

"Damn, he's a body cultivator!" The white-faced young man was knowledgeable and the moment he felt the huge force of the palm print, he realized that Ye Ming should be a cultivator who excelled in body training.

Then he roared loudly, and practiced the magic formula frantically, pushing the magic power in his body to the extreme. He shook his arms violently and temporarily broke free from the restraint of the huge force.

However, it was too late. Before he could activate the escape technique, the huge palm print hit him with a tremendous force.

With a loud "bang", the entire void was slightly shaken and distorted by this palm, which shows the tremendous power contained in this palm!
The white-faced young man was terrified and in a hurry he only had time to raise a round white shield to block in front of him. However, the white shield emitted a large amount of demonic energy and was shattered by the huge force before it could truly exert its power.

Then the palm print hit his magic armor. After the armor let out a wail, it followed the same fate as the White Shield.

"Ah..." With a scream, the white-faced young man's body was instantly beaten into a meat paste by the palm prints.

A pitch-black Nascent Soul jumped out from the meat paste, holding a pitch-black storage bracelet in both hands. Without thinking, it performed the secret art of teleportation and disappeared into the void in a flash of black light.

However, Ye Ming was prepared. He saw the skin between his eyebrows crack open, and a black vertical eye emerged from it.

"Puff" a beam of black light spurted out and swept towards a certain empty void.

The next moment, a pitch-black Nascent Soul staggered and fell from the void. It was the Nascent Soul of the white-faced young man.

"Destroy the Dharma Eyes!" Yuanying's face was full of disbelief and deep despair.

At the same time, a golden hand grabbed the Nascent Soul like lightning and caught it in its hand.

(End of this chapter)