Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 732 The Immortal Talent of a Small Country
Water vapor is splashing above the quiet lake.

Zong Bing, the first person below the Jindan level among the six sects of Zhao State, is now leading everyone to set up protective measures to eliminate the fluctuations caused by the fight between the real people.

After the shield was raised and everything stabilized, she turned her gaze to the group of green-robed cultivators, frowning secretly, as if she was thinking about something.

She Yingtan took two steps closer and asked in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist Zong, I see those people are not cultivators from the Wood Nation. Can you tell their true identity?"

Zong Bing slowly shook his head and said softly, "Although I can't tell their origins, they all have pure magical powers and mysterious techniques. They must be from famous families. If they wholeheartedly help the Mu Kingdom, it will be a big trouble for us..."

After she finished speaking, she paused, turned around, and warned everyone, "At this critical moment, we must be careful and not distract the masters."

"Yes!"

Zheng Hua, He Ling'er and others bowed in agreement.

At the level of Zhao, the six sects are actually just one...

She Yingtan was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but cast his gaze to the corner of the lake, and the figure of the lonely boat.

As a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect, she was extremely sensitive to the aura of demon cultivators, and was therefore able to tell this person's identity as a demon cultivator based on his Foundation Establishment cultivation.

"We killed the Dragon King not long ago, and now another Golden Core Demon Cultivator has appeared?"

Her eyes flickered, and she murmured to herself, "Why do I feel so familiar, as if I've come across this before..."

She thought for a moment, greeted Zong Bing, and then stood up and walked over.

"This senior..."

Xiao Qi looked back and saw a female cultivator in a green dress, and smiled inwardly.

She Yingtan steadied herself, bowed deeply, and said thoughtfully, "I am a disciple of the Beast Tamer Sect. May I ask where the immortal mountain is, Senior?"

Xiao Qi smiled and replied, "I am a cultivator from the State of Zhao."

She Yingtan's brows tightened, and she felt that Xiaoqi was joking with her.

When did Zhao State produce such a Jindan demon cultivator?
If Xiao Qi was really a cultivator from the State of Zhao, how could she, a member of the Beast Taming Sect, not know about it?

She shook her head and didn't argue, saying to herself, "Right now, the three kingdoms are in a tense situation. If you, senior, don't want to fight for this opportunity, it's better to retreat to avoid being implicated..."

Xiao Qi nodded in agreement: "Thanks for the reminder, I will save myself the trouble."

Seeing that he showed no signs of moving, She Yingtan changed her mind, bowed and left.

She had kindly warned that if the demon cultivator before her refused to retreat and was harmed or killed, it would not be the Zhao State's responsibility...

A three-way fight broke out among the sea of ​​clouds.

Xuan Ji Zhenren was extremely depressed. In fact, if Zhao and Mu countries had joined forces, they would have forced the Eternal Life Hall to retreat and shared this opportunity. How could the current situation have happened?

Sword lights swam out like fish, and instantly split into thousands of rays!

Just as the blood flower beside Qiu Lan was about to be destroyed and fall on her body, the male cultivator named Wu raised his sleeves and a dense cluster of flying needles, flashing with a terrifying dim light, poured down on her like rain.

"Ding ding ding..."

A series of pleasant sounds rang out, and the power of the sword light was greatly reduced. It failed to break through the blood flower barrier and dissipated like a bubble.

Xuan Ji Zhenren became increasingly furious and shouted angrily, "Qing Mian! Do you really think these people of unknown origin can protect your Mu Kingdom forever?!"

True Man Qing Mian's eyes flickered, but he laughed heartily and said, "Don't worry about that, fellow Daoist."

The male cultivator surnamed Wu curled his lips and sneered, "Are you also worthy of inheriting this place?"

"Get out of my way!"

He shouted loudly, and the power of the Golden Core's perfection exploded. The rolling pressure swept over like a sky curtain. Xuan Ji groaned again and stumbled back a few steps. "Hahahaha..."

Seeing this, the male cultivator surnamed Wu laughed heartily and said disdainfully, "With such strength, you dare to fight against my Canglan lineage?"

"The Canglan lineage?"

Chu Li and the other two looked at each other, none of them had heard of the name of this Taoist school.

Niu Dali snorted coldly a few times, strode forward and said, "What a bullshit Canglan, Fellow Daoist Chu and Fellow Daoist Jiang, the three of us, work together to kill him!"

The sound was as loud as thunder, and it also brought out the heroic spirit in the hearts of Chu and Jiang.

"it is good!"

The two of them responded in unison, and in perfect tacit understanding, they both used their trump cards.

A golden-red line swept across the sky. Wherever it passed, the void was torn apart and burned without fire.

Behind it, there grows a towering tree, which brings down the power of suppression and plunders the opponent's energy at all times.

As for the last one, Niu Dali transformed into a body a hundred feet tall, his entire body black, and he punched out like a demon god, with a continuous rumbling sound in the air. That was the sign of his spiritual power collapsing...

Facing the three's strongest attack, the male cultivator surnamed Wu appeared unfazed. He shook his head and said, "I heard that the three of you are the immortal talents of this generation in Zhao State. Now that I see you, wow..."

He waved his hand, and endless fog suddenly appeared in front of him. With the howling of a strong wind, it covered the sky and the earth.

After getting a little closer, Niu Dali and the other two discovered that this was not fog at all, but clearly a bunch of green flying needles spreading out, densely packed together, forming the feeling of fog!
The golden and red thread bore the brunt of the attack, making incessant clanging sounds all the way, but its forward speed became slower and slower. Finally, before it got within a hundred feet, it let out a mournful whine and dissipated.

His magical power was broken, Chu Li spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

Following closely behind him, Jiang Cheng's face was sallow and his energy had been depleted too much. He failed to plunder his opponent's energy and was instead attacked by his own magic.

At this point, only Niu Dali remained among the three great immortals of Zhao State...

The flying needles were like snowflakes, dense and violent, swept by the howling wind, making it impossible for him to open his eyes.

But he still maintained his body shape and punched with all his strength.

The next moment, there was a loud "bang" and under the huge force, the endless flying needles actually stopped!
The male cultivator surnamed Wu uttered a sigh and sneered, "You do have some strength, but that's all."

He activated his golden elixir and a wave of air suddenly swept out. Niu Dali could not keep his balance and flew backwards with a "thump".

"The immortal talent of a small country is really a joke..."

He uttered a contemptuous remark, then turned to look at Qiu Lan and said to Qing Mian, "Daoyou, help me capture this demon girl!"

One person defeated four Jindan cultivators. Such combat power is beyond the imagination of the cultivators of Zhao and Mu countries.

True Man Qingmian's heart was secretly moved, and he felt that cooperating with Senior Taiheng was a wise move...

"Fellow Daoist Zong, even Senior Xuan Ji has been defeated. What should we do now?"

In the Zhao army's formation, some people were extremely anxious and couldn't help but ask about the backbone at the moment.

Zong Bing remained silent, equally confused. If his own true master couldn't defeat the enemy, how could they, the foundation-building cultivators, turn the situation around?
"A small country's immortal talent... Is the gap really that huge..."

At that moment, everyone had this thought.

She Yingtan unknowingly looked at the lone boat again.

Looking at the figure in the white robe, she suddenly thought of the person in her memory...

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(End of this chapter)