Peak space

Ling Yu's figure was like a ghost, and after a few dodges, he came to Brother Hu, his eyes narrowed slightly, he glanced at the latter's injury and said in a low voice: "Is the injury serious?"

"This little fur injury is nothing, but the group of grandchildren didn't know what medicine they took and kept chasing and killing the poor tigress." Brother Hu also stopped in mid-air and said whirring.

"Leave it to me." The depths of Ling Yu's eyes were calm, and there was an indifferent indifference.Recalling that Ling Mubai added a phantom formation for the latter at that time, the mistake should not have occurred here, so it would be strange, according to what the latter said, the group of people should have some purpose, just as Ling Yu was wondering .

Dozens of breaking winds sounded from the woods, and in the blink of an eye they were a hundred feet away in front of him. There was a group of figures in white robes. The leader was an old man with white hair. His whole body was skinny and slightly yellowed. His face was covered with unsightly and distorted wrinkles.

The old man looked at Ling Yu indifferently and said, "This little brother is also interested in this tiger?" After getting up, the twenty youths were all of the mid-to-high stages of transformation.

Ling Yu glanced at the latter lightly, and said lazily: "Oh, I'm sorry that the tiger you said is my partner, it's difficult now, but you make me quite interested."

The corners of the white-haired old man's mouth twitched slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "What a sharp-toothed, sharp-mouthed little doll, today I'm going to take care of you too."

"Second Elder, you should just rest. Let me take care of this kind of petty stuff, don't get your hands dirty." A figure beside him stepped forward and said.The man was thick-backed, and his hard-covered muscles were constantly beating on his chest. He looked at the slender figure in front of him playfully.

"Haha, the boy who was shot by Brother Yunfan will definitely not live long."

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There were many voices behind him, all of them surrounded the burly young man in front of him, "Okay, go, let him know that living a second longer is like dying." The white-haired old man said lightly, stroking his beard.

"Haha, you can rest assured that Yunfan is an elder." As he said that, the strong young man stepped out and galloped towards Ling Yu. After entering the fluctuation of the summoning level, he held a sledgehammer in his hand and let out a muffled sound, which was obviously quite heavy.

Ling Yu glanced indifferently at the young man who flew over, and the corner of his mouth curled up, and he said mockingly: "I've seen someone who sent you to death, but I've never seen you live so long."

After Ling Yu devoured the source fire, his cultivation directly broke through to the early stage of the Summoning Realm. How could this kind of majestic fluctuation of spiritual power be as weak as it was in the Transformation Realm? The spiritual power has been pervading a radius of hundreds of feet, and the opponent couldn't detect his own accuracy at all. Strength, Ling Yu sighed, the golden light surged on the white fingers, the power of the Vajra Immortal Finger suddenly condensed on the palm, and the toes suddenly hit the sky, and the figure suddenly shot out.

With two fingers together, the sharp Jin Mang protruded four inches from the fingertips, looking like a golden long sword from a distance, tearing the air and quickly pointing towards the oncoming figure.

"Hoo..." There was only an extremely fast sound, and then the ghostly figure slowly emerged and stopped in mid-air, and there were actually three afterimages gliding behind him.

Not good, just when Ling Yu's figure burst out, the extremely weak fluctuation of spiritual power was noticed by the white-haired old man, "This kid is also a strong man in the summoning realm." I was horrified in my heart, He suddenly realized that the figure was arched and was about to shoot, and immediately he saw the burly young man standing motionless in the air like a statue, the old man's pupils shrank rapidly to the size of a pinprick, and he felt a sense of danger coming directly from the soles of his feet. It's on my mind.

(To be continued!! Emotionally rolling in all kinds of requests...)