Looking at Feng Zhonglian, although he was seriously injured, but facing dozens of senior brothers who were still imposing at all at the moment of cultivating the ninth level of Qi training, Chen Mo felt deeply admired.

Today, he met his senior brother again.

In the past memory, my senior brother was not good at speaking but was understanding. He looked cold but had a warm heart hidden in his chest.

Whether it is to myself or to some of the senior brothers in the Immortal Sect, the senior brothers are so gentle.

Today, with a strong enemy in front of him, he finally saw the other side of his senior brother. His arrogance and domineering were deeply engraved in his bone marrow and merged into his blood.

The senior brother is a strong man, his heart is a strong man's heart. No matter when, he will not allow him to do anything against his will.

At this moment, Chen Mo finally realized that a strong man like his senior brother didn’t understand what it means to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, and what it means to keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood.

All his goals were clearly revealed, even when he was against the enemy, he was dignified and had no intrigue at all.

Suddenly, Chen Mo discovered that the senior brother was so simple, so simple that it made people worry. In this chaotic and intriguing world of cultivation, how could a person like the senior brother survive?

But after thinking about it carefully, Chen Mo felt that if it weren't for the "simple" of senior brother and his focus, could he still reach the tenth level of Qi training with the meager resources provided by the Xiao Xiao Kongsang Immortal Sect?

From this point of view, this "simple" is so profound that it makes people sigh in their hearts, but it is hard to reach.

In just a moment, Chen Mo's thoughts changed several times, and then he realized that for the senior brother, the battle was not just for a mere mysterious grass from the beginning, and his opponent was no longer the cultivators in front of him.

Naturally, he could not be an obstacle for his senior brother. He immediately gave up the idea of ​​handing over the root-refining Xuancao, and the fighting spirit in his heart was also ignited by Ye Piaoling. He said to Ye Piaoling firmly: "Senior brother, my junior brother understands."

As he said that, Chen Mo closed his eyes and quickly understood the contents of the jade slip.

Feeling Chen Mo's changes, Ye Piaoling smiled when he heard this. At any time, Ye Piaoling would not go against his wishes.

life and death!

Small things

The white jade piece in his left palm suddenly swung, and the blood stained on Daihe disappeared, and a slight white light was emitted again.

After Ye Piaoling's words just now, many cultivators were already blushing and embarrassed and angry. Seeing that Ye Piaoling's spiritual power was weak, someone around him immediately pretended to be brave.

The one who stood up was a young cultivator who had a great perfection in the ninth level of Qi training, with a look of resentment, a magic sword in his hand emitted a faint blue light, and the tip of the sword pointed at Ye Piaoling.

"He is just one person. Although he is at the tenth level of Qi training, he has not yet established a foundation. Now he is seriously injured. Which of us is not at the nineth level of Qi training? It's only one layer different. Are we still scared by him?"

"Think about the root-refining Xuancao. As long as you take Xuancao, you and I will be expected to practice the tenth level of Qi."

As he said that, the cultivator who was in the nine-level great circle of Qi practice thrust his sword in his palm, and his powerful spiritual power poured into the sword. The sword tip rippled with circles of blue halos. As the young cultivator pinched a finger mark, the sword suddenly shot towards the leaves like a blue light.

Seeing that there were people who were leading the way, some bold cultivators finally rushed in completely, and several magical instruments that were aroused turned into streams of light and shot towards the leaves.

Ye Piaoling raised his eyebrows, and the white jade piece in his hand flew out suddenly. In an instant, he smashed the blue magic sword into two sections. The young cultivator immediately groaned and blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the cultivator present changed slightly. He didn't expect that the cultivator named Ye was clearly at the end of his strength, but he was still so powerful.

Then they turned their eyes to the white jade piece, their eyes were hot, and they knew that the white jade piece must be a treasure of extremely high grade.

Even though the sword was broken at this time, Ye Piaoling's seriously injured body was shaken. Even though he was as strong as him, blood could not help but overflow from the corner of his mouth and he took a step back.

The cultivators were immediately overjoyed when they saw this. Without taking anything and urging them with all their strength, several streams of light forced the leaves to float from different directions.

Ye Piaoling's eyes turned sharply, and he waved the white jade pieces in his hand. He ignored the spiritual techniques and magic swords, but used the white jade pieces to directly kill those Qi training practitioners.

In a blink of an eye, several cultivators from the ninth level of Qi training died in Ye Piaoling's hands. At the same time, Ye Piaoling was also injured several times. A magic sword passed through his chest and almost hit his heart.

Ye Piaoling failed to break through the siege and staggered for a few steps before he could make a decision. His face was pale and there was no blood. His throat became sweet, his face flushed, and a stream of blood was about to spurt out, but he swallowed it.

His right arm was swaying, and Ye Piaoling straightened Chen Mo, who was carrying the back behind him with his left hand. Even though he was seriously injured, he still refused to put on the Little Five Elements Vestle. He just slowly straightened his body again. The white jade piece in his palm shook, and the blood stains on it faded. His fearless eyes calmly stared at the masters in front of him.

For a moment, everyone was shocked by Ye Piaoling. They couldn't imagine how could there be such a person in this world?

Fighting is crazy but very rational;

Don’t know fear, fearlessness of life and death!

He was clearly at the end of his strength, but he had to waste several cultivators at the ninth level of Qi training.

Thinking of this, the cultivators felt cold all over their bodies and their eyes were frightened.

But they also knew that Ye Piaoling would sooner or later die of spiritual power, but I still didn’t know how many cultivators would have their lives in this process, and would they have themselves?

Everyone did not dare to move forward for a moment, but under the stimulation of a cultivator of the Ninth Level of Qi Practice with the root refining mysterious grass, he rushed up again and fought fiercely for a cup of tea. Half of the cultivators of the ninth Level of Qi Practice in the field were killed or injured, and Ye Piaoling was injured more than ten times, and finally he still had the power to break through the siege. He underestimated these people's persistence in the root refining mysterious grass.

Ye Piaoling gritted his teeth and held his breath. When he was about to fight for the last desperate situation, the change suddenly rose.

The earth suddenly trembled again, and the black can above the black platform in the center of the lake suddenly shot out dozens of black and white chains.

Several of the cultivators could not dodge and were directly penetrated by iron chains. With a few screams, the cultivators began to wither from the holed parts. No matter how they struggled, they would not help, and eventually turned into a few pools of ashes.

Then dozens of black and white chains pierced into the earth, and a shrill roar that shook mountains and rivers came from the bottom of the lake.

Immediately afterwards, the earth at the bottom of the lake rolled violently, and cracks appeared. Countless blood and energy began to rush out of the cracks. Several cultivators who could not dodge were eroded by the blood and melted like candles, emitting a foul stench like a rotten corpse.

This scene suddenly scared many cultivators present to stop fighting and quickly stay away from their blood and energy.

At this moment, a blood shadow suddenly emerged from the crack at the bottom of the lake, and rushed towards a cultivator who had achieved great perfection in the ninth level of Qi training.
Chapter completed!