Chapter 712 Arrogant Hong Ling

The monks were stunned. The yellow escaping light was full of aura, and it was obviously an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage. But such a master was actually being chased in such a panic, everyone couldn't help but feel chilled.

There was a look of fear in his eyes, and he looked at the red beast behind him tremblingly. Could it be a powerful monster in the transformation stage?

Apart from monsters like that, the monks really couldn't think of anything else in this world that could drive a Nascent Soul master to such a miserable state!

Stab...

A sound like the tearing of brocade reached the ears, and from the red bolt, a dazzling beam of light, about the diameter of a bowl, caught up with the yellow rainbow like lightning.

Bang!

There was a flash of yellow light, and the monk in the frightening rainbow was unable to dodge. Although the protective spiritual light was not dispersed, the demonic aura around his body quickly dimmed.

Lin Xuan squinted his eyes, and couldn't help but move back a little, while the faces of the others were equally ugly. After a few breaths, accompanied by a cry of surprise, the yellow light fell to the ground like a meteor and fell into the crowd of people.

The brilliance subsided, revealing the face of an old man.

He has white hair and a white beard, but his skin is as white as jade. He is dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, and he looks quite a bit immortal.

However, at this moment, his expression was full of panic, and the bright red blood stain at the corner of his mouth was even more dazzling.

Although he was in a miserable state, the demonic power emanating from his body was still shocking. He was indeed a Nascent Soul Stage monk. Some people in the crowd even recognized this old man's name.

"Huangmu Zhenren!"

"Hey, isn't this Huang Mu Zhenren from Hanging Sky Cliff?"

"Oh my god, I heard that this senior advanced to the Nascent Soul stage a hundred years ago, and his cultivation is extremely profound. How is it possible..."

"Idiot, don't you feel the spiritual energy in the red ray behind? It's more powerful. As the saying goes, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. What's more, the old monster in the early stage of Nascent Soul is not invincible."

"Shh, you are looking for death when you say this. Seniors in the Nascent Soul Stage are not the ones we can criticize. Be careful about losing your life here."

…

Various sounds came into his ears, but Huang Mu was not in the mood to pursue it. He looked up at the startling rainbow flying towards him, his face full of solemnity.

The red light escaped extremely quickly and fell down in the blink of an eye. The people around him shouted and dispersed as if they were frightened.

The spiritual light flashed wildly, and various protective shields were put up.

However, the light faded away, and what was revealed inside was not some terrifying monster, but a female nun with picturesque features.

Dressed in red, her skin is as white as jade, and her facial features are extremely delicate. She is a rare and stunning beauty. However, there is a faint evil aura in her eyes.

Fairy Hong Ling!

Lin Xuan sighed and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

He didn't expect to meet this woman here by chance. Lin Xuan didn't want to meet her, otherwise it might lead to another fight and trouble.

Fortunately, there are many monks here, and most of Fairy Hongling's energy is occupied by the old man who arrived first, so she will naturally not notice Lin Xuan's whereabouts.

With just a brief sweep of her consciousness, she focused on the old man in yellow robe. With a flick of her sleeves, a sharp flying knife was drawn out.

"stop!"

Master Huang Mu was horrified and hurriedly held up the body-protecting aura: "You woman, you are so courageous. You have arrived at Mangshan Holy Land and you are still forcing me to do it. Aren't you afraid that you will violate the rules of the conference and become a cultivator?"

Public enemy of the fairy world?"

"What kind of rules do you think you can make this fairy let you go by talking nonsense?"

How could Fairy Hong Ling be a person who would be intimidated? She stretched out her jade hand, seemingly slowly but urgently, and gently pointed it forward. The flying knife trembled, and a large piece of spiritual light burst out from above. In a flash, she was gone from where she was.

It disappeared, and the next moment, it turned into a red lightning and appeared in front of the old man.

Master Huang Mu was horrified, his face instantly turned pale, his eyes turned sharply, he opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow that was about a foot long.

After the shield was absorbed, it suddenly became thicker and blocked the lightning strikes.

Taking advantage of this moment, the old man hurriedly reached into his arms and pulled apart a certain ornament hanging on his chest. A length of two inches long appeared on his fingertips.

"disease!"

The old man pointed at the wood, and fired several spells in succession, injecting all the demonic power into it. Along with a bloody aura, the dead wood suddenly swelled to about ten feet, and he hit the flying knife fiercely. The two treasures were entangled.

together.

"Hoo, ho..."

A heavy beast-like breath passed into his ears, and the old man began to use the demonization technique. His eyes turned green, several inches long sharp horns grew from his forehead, and several fangs protruded from the corners of his mouth.

With these changes, his mana also began to grow crazily!

However, Hong Ling remained unmoved. There was even a hint of ridicule on her beautiful face. She stretched out her jade hand, drew a Tai Chi diagram in mid-air, and hit the opponent fiercely...

boom!

The surrounding monks were dumbfounded. Not to mention the low-level monks in the agility stage and foundation-building stage, even the dozen or so "experts" in the alchemy stage seemed to be petrified at this moment. Have they ever seen such a level of fighting?

Shocked and frightened, I hurriedly ran away hundreds of feet away... for fear of being affected!

"Brother Zhang, who is this fairy in red? How come I have never heard of it before!" A somewhat panicked voice reached his ears, and Lin Xuan turned his head, but it was an ordinary-looking bald immortal cultivator.

His cultivation level has also reached the elixir condensation stage.

"I have never seen it before. This matter is indeed a bit strange. This fairy can defeat the real person Huang Mu. I am afraid he is a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. His appearance is so good. There is no reason for his reputation to be so obscure."

He was about thirty years old, dressed in white, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of a Confucian immortal cultivator.

…

At the same time, the other monks around were all whispering. For them, today's experience was too bizarre, and there was a hint of excitement in the fearful eyes.

There is envy and fear, but there are also quite a few people who are gloating over misfortune, and it's not just for Huang Mu.

When Lin Xuan saw it, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and at this moment, a familiar voice reached his ears.

"Brother Lin, this woman may be an ascetic cultivator like fellow Taoist monks."

Lin Xuan turned around and saw Zhang Song who had arrived with him. He couldn't help but squeeze out a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Oh, why did you see him?"

"This Mangshan Conference is a grand event held once every ten years in the world of immortality. There are countless monks participating, and it is inevitable that some of them will have grudges against each other. In order to avoid bloodshed and adding instability to the conference, the conference must have rules.

No matter what hatred the two sides have, they cannot fight within a radius of twenty miles. Huang Muzhen fled here, presumably to seek shelter from this rule. It stands to reason that even if this woman is a cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, she will not be able to fight.
Chapter completed!