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This wisp of black light moved extremely fast, like a black bolt of lightning, it suddenly pierced into Ye Ling's neck.

Suddenly, Leng Qiuyue's beautiful eyes widened as she sucked in a breath of cold air.

Crack!

A pair of white, temporary fingers suddenly scuttled forward, causing the black light to suddenly freeze!

"Who is it!" Ye Ling's eyes lit up, and the black light flashed, then suddenly disappeared.

The scene in front of him was as lively as it was before him.

But Ye Ling did not neglect it in the slightest, because all around him, a wave of killing intent enveloped everything.

"Who?" Leng Qiuyue gasped in surprise, looking left and right, but didn't see anything.

Originally, her cultivation would definitely not be able to feel this killing intent, but right now, after being promoted to Late stage of the Black Turtle, her spiritual sense was extremely strong.

He was an absolute superior cultivator. He was able to freely release his killing intent. Now, he was releasing it completely. Apparently, he treated the two of them like dead men.

"Sir, must you be the expert that was hiding in the shadows of this Leng Jia? [You actually dare to sneak attack me. You really think so highly of me. Do you think I won't be able to find you just because you hide?] "Hee hee ?"

Crash ?

Ye Ling made a grasping motion with his big hands, and instantly, the clear light in front of him surged as a crisp sonic boom rang through the air.

"There's someone here!"

Leng Qiuyue suddenly realized that there was a shadow of a shadow shuttling through the clear light.

His speed was incredibly fast, as if he was not in the same space as the two of them.

"Come out!"

Dong! A punch was thrown out, and twelve shadows flew around randomly. Instantly, space exploded, and with a muffled sound, a pitch-black figure was forced out.

"Pu ci ?"

This sound was like the tearing of a brocade sack. With a wave of the black shadow, it turned into a rain of arrows.

"Ye Ling, be careful! This is my Leng Jia's primordial spirit's manifestation technique, the Thousand Illusion Arrow, it is actually at the highest level! Heavens! Other than my father, there was actually someone else who managed to reach such a level! "

Leng Qiuyue could not help but shout out, her tone of voice could not hide the surprise in her heart, because the technique was actually her Leng Jia's direct disciple.

These arrows were not real arrows, but primordial spirit's manifestation. However, their killing power was hundreds of times stronger than real arrows, and if they were directly pierced through, they would be able to pierce through the primordial spirit!

"Twelve Celestial baleful qi!" Ye Ling waved his hand, his face was filled with confidence.

Immediately, twelve figures appeared, each of these Purgatory Asura s had robust bodies like steel, their essence energy surging.

After becoming a two star Asura, the strength of these Asura had a qualitative change. At the moment, Ye Ling just so happened to test out the power of the Twelve Du Tian!

When the twelve phantoms saw the arrow shooting towards them, they did not stop it. Instead, they gathered together and roared loudly!

Roar! Roar! Roar!

It was like the roar of a tiger or the roar of a mountain. A strong wave of blood energy soared to the sky!

The chests of the twelve Asura devils swelled up, and an intense decibels shot out from their mouths.

"Ah ?" Leng Qiuyue could not help but cover his ears.

Suddenly, the arrows of Qian Bai stopped moving, and then burst into crackling sounds. Finally, like bubbles melting, they all exploded.

primordial spirit belongs to the yin, upon encountering a fierce Qi and blood, it immediately dissipated.

If it was a steel arrow, it would have shot it long ago. However, the Purgatory Asura had a tyrannical physique, such that even a steel arrow would not be able to pierce through it.

After a cultivator advanced to the Black Tortoise, most of the time, it would be the primordial spirit and techniques that would be used to compete with each other, unlike the Black Tortoise, who only used its physical body.

Bang! The primordial spirit exploded and slowly condensed into the shape of an old man. He coughed continuously as he escaped quickly.

"Go!"

Ye Ling knew that his opponent had already suffered a great loss. With the twelve Asura combined, unless it was a Sky Martial Saint, they would simply be unable to resist.

Sure enough, twelve phantoms rushed out!

BOOM! Twelve Asura's joined hands to send out a series of sonic booms in all directions.

"If you have friends coming from afar, why don't you say so? Since you dared to attack me, you should stay!"

Ye Ling laughed out loud, his big hand fiercely enveloping everything, causing ripples to form in the air instantly, as a shadow was pulled out.

The huge black robe was cut open, revealing an old man who was at the end of his years.

"Ancestor Leng Wuchang!" Leng Qiuyue's beautiful eyes widened, as she sucked in another breath of cold air.

This old man was an extremely influential ancestor of the Leng Jia, one who was even more senior than her father. However, it was rumored that he died after his cultivation went berserk twenty years ago, so he didn't expect to appear here alive.

"Autumn ?" Cough cough, it's me. " The old man nodded and smiled kindly, "I even held you when you were born, but you probably don't remember."

"Are you really Patriarch Wuchang?" Leng Qiuyue's eyes were filled with confusion, she pointed at the old man, and asked: "But ? But I clearly saw your memorial tablet in the Ancestral Hall in Leng Jia. "

"It's just faking death. If I wasn't in charge, the Leng Jia would have long since been swallowed by those bunch of tigers and wolves ?" Cough cough, this Fellow Daoists is amazing, I admire you. " Leng Wuchang cupped his hands in a salute, then coughed again and again, his face was already pale.

"Hehe, I assume that you have made your move to test my strength." Ye Ling didn't give this old fellow any face either. After all, he couldn't fake the killing intent just now.

"Now that you have tested it with your own hands, are you going to kill me?" Ye Ling's tone carried a hint of playfulness.

"No, no, no ?" How could this old man dare to attack again? Just now ? It was just a misunderstanding. " Leng Wuchang quickly waved his hand, his heart was filled with bitterness.

At this moment, he didn't dare to put on any airs from the ancestor. After all, the cultivation world respected power.

"Ye Ling... Patriarch Wuchang didn't do it on purpose. " Leng Qiuyue also pulled at Ye Ling a bit, his eyes wide open.

"Hehe, of course I know. After all, we are a family, aren't we?" Ye Ling's attitude immediately took a 180 degree turn, he reached out his hand and put it on Leng Wuchang's shoulder, and whispered: "I really do not like this way of greeting. The next time we meet, I'm afraid the ancestral hall's memorial tablets will come true."

"Ye Ling, what are you two talking about?" Leng Qiuyue felt a wave of doubt in her heart. The two people beside her were whispering to each other, not allowing her to hear anything.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I'm reminiscing about old times with Patriarch Wuchang. Patriarch Wuchang even said that your aptitude is good and wanted to reward you with a spirit weapon." Ye Ling winked his eyes, doing something bad.

Cold Impermanence immediately opened her eyes wide ? The heck, when did I say such words?

"Really?" Leng Qiuyue's eyes lit up, although Xuan Wu Realm cultivators could refine spirit weapon, they would still need to use up a lot of energy and blood.

"That's right, that's right." Ye Ling immediately followed up, and blinked a few more times. Patriarch Wuchang said that he wanted to reward you with a powerful spirit weapon, which is at least more powerful than that Purple Firmament Sword. Patriarch Wuchang, don't you think so? "

Puff ?

Leng Wuchen was about to spurt blood.

This brat was too evil! He had only tested her a little, yet she was already bleeding so heavily!

The spirit weapon s that were not inferior to the Purple Clouds Flying Sword! That's a high level spirit weapon, do you think high level spirit weapon are cabbages!

Leng Wuchang's heart was bleeding, but when he saw Ye Ling's charming eyes, he couldn't help but shiver.

If he did not agree to Ye Ling's terms now, there might be a worse idea coming his way.

Thinking to this, Leng Wuchang could only squeeze out a smile on his face, "Cough cough ?" Little friend Ye Ling is right, Qiu Yue, you actually managed to open the bloodline of your family.

With a flip of his hand, a lightning blade appeared. With a horizontal slash, the lightning shot out a hundred zhang and let out a thunderous boom.

"Thank you, Patriarch Wuchang!" Leng Qiuyue's face was full of joy as he received the Thunderbolt Blade and played with it.

Seeing Leng Qiuyue continuously sprinkle lightning, Leng Wuchang became even more depressed in his heart. This item was at least one of the top three treasures in his treasury, if he just gave it away like that, it would be fake even if he said he didn't feel any pain.

"Hehe, geezer, a girl like Qiu Yue, giving her a knife might not be appropriate." Ye Ling continued to whisper in his ear, just like an old fox exposing its tail.

"I... I really am gone. "

"Is it really gone?"

"There's really nothing else." Leng Wuchang nodded his head, at the moment, he was looking at Ye Ling as if he was looking at a monster.

What kind of person was this? Why was it so dark? Even the number of people that opened the black dot couldn't even compare to one in ten thousand!

"Hehe, I'll let you off this time." Ye Ling patted Leng Wuchang on the shoulder, and then waved at the lightning that was shooting out from the opposite side of the mountain: "Qiu Yue, let's go! We return to the Immortal Cloud Sect! "

"Sure." Leng Qiuyue kept his Thunderbolt Blade and obediently followed behind Ye Ling.

"Hehe, Ancestor Wuchang, we'll meet again in the future." Ye Ling smiled merrily and immediately disappeared into the horizon.

Leng Wuchang stared at Ye Ling's disappearing figure, and did not say a word for a long while.

See you! To see your sister, I wish I could never see you again in this life.

At this moment, Leng Wuchang truly regretted it in his heart. Why did he come looking for trouble with Ye Ling when he had nothing to do, wasn't this just looking for trouble?

"Ancestor ?"

Suddenly, a dozen or so cold gusts of wind swept over, condensing into a human form on the ground, it was the dozen or so Leng Jia Elders.

"Ancestor, are you alright?" Where's Ye Ling? " When Elder Shuang saw Leng Wuchang's pale face, she immediately rushed forward to support him.

"Pass my orders, I will fulfill all of Ye Ling's requests in the future." Leng Wuchang coughed continuously, then added, "Unconditionally."

"Ah ?" The group of elders were stunned. What was going on?

"Are my words useless?" Leng Wuchang glared at him.

"Yes sir!" The group of Elders all knelt down.

"..."

Immortal Cloud Sect, Thunder Dominion.

When Ye Ling and Leng Qiuyue came to the Immortal Cloud Sect, they straightforwardly brought Leng Qiuyue's luggage over. The two of them lived together in the Thunder Center.

On this trip to the Ye Family, both of them had made a breakthrough. In order to consolidate their cultivation, they had to go into seclusion in Thunderclap.

An hour later, over a dozen figures suddenly descended from outside Thunderclap Hall in unison!