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    Faced with the killing of Jindan Daoist, the Foundation Establishment monks have only one way to go, and that is to escape, run with all their might!  But now the two sisters were banned by Fang Ling. Even if they escaped Wang Hetong's pursuit, they would probably die under Fang Ling's ban.  The chapters are updated the fastest

    Yi Zi frowned and said in a deep voice: "Escape, the two of us have no other choice but to escape now."

    "Sister, but Fang Ling is forming pills. Once the king and Tong attack him, he will definitely die!" Yi Ling's words seemed a little urgent.  Moreover, she seemed to want to prevent her sister from doing this.

    Yi Zi snorted and said: "If we stay here, we will also die. If we escape, we can use the Qianli Yunyan method that Master gave us, and maybe we can still have a way to survive. As long as we find the ancestor as quickly as possible,  Although this prohibition is powerful, it may not kill you or my sister."

    Yi Ling's heart moved. In the past, she would have definitely agreed with her sister's method, but now, Fang Ling's majestic and irresistible aura has been deeply imprinted on her heart, making it difficult for her to resist Fang Ling at all.  Heart.

    The thought of abandoning Fang Ling flashed through her mind, and then disappeared without a trace. She then said in a deep voice: "Sister, let's give it a try, maybe wait a moment."  He will be released soon."

    Yi Zi cursed in her heart that her sister was really out of her mind, but at this moment, she couldn't grab Yi Ling's hand and pull her away.  Just when she was about to open her mouth to persuade again, she heard Wang Hetong shout loudly, and two surging sword lights fell fiercely from the void.

    ¡°Dang, Dang, Dang!¡± Fang Ling lurked at the golden mirror surrounding the cave.  Most of it exploded in an instant.  You must know that although these treasure mirrors are of average quality, they are all magic weapons. It is extremely difficult for ordinary foundation-building monks to break through these thousands of illusory golden light mirrors.  But the king and Tong Yu's sword broke most of the mirror into pieces.

    "Let's go!" Yi Zichen shouted, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and his whole person turned into a cloud of smoke and flew away into the distance. In just an instant, Yi Zi had already flown more than a hundred feet away.

    Wang and Tong looked at Yi Zi who was about to leave.  He sneered and said, "It's too late to leave now!" As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of white light flew out of Wang Hetong's small universe bag.  In a flash, it transformed into a skeleton of white bones more than one foot tall, blocking Yi Zi's front.

    The skeleton¡¯s bones were as crystal clear as jade, standing in front of Yi Zi.  A trace of fear involuntarily arose in Yi Zi's mind.  As the top disciple of the Maiden Sect.  Although Yi Zi did not practice any ghost magic, she would not be intimidated by a skeleton. The reason why she was afraid was because the pressure brought by the skeleton made her feel scared.  This skeleton has at least a golden elixir level of strength!  This thought flashed in Yi Zi's heart, making Yi Zi feel a little chilly in her heart.  The skeleton didn't wait for Yi Zi's reaction, and saw its big hand move, and the five bones in the palm instantly grew ten times in size.  Like a spear without a root, it grabbed at Yi Zi.

    Yi Zi casually held up a high-grade ruler-shaped magic weapon to resist the bone-white palm, but unfortunately, the ruler-shaped magic weapon just emitted billowing golden light.  He was directly grasped by the big bone-white hand, a faint green light flashed through, and the ruler-shaped magic weapon fell to the ground like a piece of scrap metal.  Fortunately, Yi Zi saw the opportunity quickly and avoided the attack range of the big bone hand like lightning. However, the moment she just landed, the big bone hand flipped over again, and five rays of white smoke were bounding towards her like a long snake.  go.

    At this time, Yi Ling was in a more dangerous situation than Yi Zi, because she was directly facing Wang Hetong at this time.  A sneer appeared on Wang Hetong's skinny face. He pinched the magic formula in his hand, and two rays of silver sword light fell straight towards Yi Ling.  This sword light was so powerful that it had already locked onto Yi Ling's mind before it fell.  For a moment, Yi Ling felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Under the rolling sword light, she couldn't resist at all.  Just die under the sword light of a real Jin Dan?

    Yi Ling was unwilling to give in. She felt that she still had a lot to do, especially the person who was deeply imprinted in her heart.  Thinking of that person's safety, Yi Ling gritted her teeth and prepared to use her heart's energy and blood to unleash the desperate technique.

    "Don't you think it's boring for fellow Taoist to bully a junior?" In a faint voice, a sword light flew out of the void, blocking the two sword lights of Wang and Tong.  As the two colors of sword light flew up, the pressure on Yi Ling disappeared without a trace.  Listening to the familiar voice, she felt a sense of joy in her heart.  Not caring about anything else, she turned towards the entrance of the cave and saw Fang Ling, wearing a blue robe, walking out of the cave.

    Fang Ling is still the same Fang Ling, and there seems to be no difference from before. But the moment Yi Ling looked at Fang Ling, she felt that the man standing in front of her seemed to be integrated with the world in all directions.?

    "Golden elixir, he has formed a golden elixir!"

    This thought gave Yi Ling a hint of surprise. This surprise came from the bottom of her heart!

    Fang Ling sensed the joy in Yi Ling's heart. He nodded towards Yi Ling, and with a flash of thought, he summoned the White Tiger Seven Kills Chart into his hand.  As his mind activated the White Tiger Seven Kills Chart, an extremely fierce murderous aura rushed out from his body.  This murderous aura is getting stronger and more majestic, and in an instant, it has a momentum that sweeps across all directions.  Although this rolling murderous intention was not directed at Yi Ling, Yi Ling felt that she was unable to resist at all under this murderous intention.

    Wang Hetong's expressions changed. The moment Fang Ling walked out, he only showed a hint of solemnity. After all, he had achieved the Golden Pill for some time, and in addition, he had a magic weapon passed down from the ancestor of Yuanying in his hand.  Although Fang Ling was in the early stage of Jin Dan, he didn't take it seriously.

    But as the cold murderous intent rose, Wang Hetong felt the danger. In his mind, the murderous intent was like a rising flood that would eventually break through the shackles of the dam and drown him in the murderous intent.

    Wang Hetong, whose expression changed, patted his Little Universe Bag, and a small black and red arrow suddenly rose above its head.  The small arrow was only about half a foot long, but as it flew out, a black and red cyclone was instantly formed above Wang Hetong's head.  Streams of black and red light were continuously injected into the small arrow.

    "God-killing arrow!" Yi Ling looked at the short arrow and couldn't help but exclaimed.  As for this short arrow, she heard from Patriarch Yin that it was the treasure of Qianzhu Sect. Once it was fired, even Patriarch Yuanying would be hard-pressed to resist it.  Rolling murderous intent was constantly hovering in the void. Fang Ling, Wang Hetong looked at each other coldly, but no one took the lead.

    Fang Ling's eyes were cold, and he was constantly calculating his chances of winning in his mind.  He was sure to run the White Tiger Seven Kills Chart and smash Wang and Tong into pieces immediately.  But the killing intent coming from the small black and red arrow made him feel a deep sense of fear.  He had no doubt that when he beat Wang and Tong to death, the small black and red arrow could penetrate him.  Fang Ling didn't want to die, so he couldn't take the lead.  For the same reason, he couldn't stop. At this moment, the two of them were in a matter of life and death.

    Like Fang Ling, Wang and Tong were equally highly focused.  He also didn't want to die, and at this moment, he felt a little lucky in his heart. If he hadn't brought the God-killing Arrow given by his ancestor, he would never have been able to withstand the surging murderous blow.

    "Ah!" A shrill crow sounded in the ears of the two people. Along with the crow, a half-foot-long black crow flew ten feet above the two people's heads.  But the moment it flew over, there were two more crow corpses on the ground.  The moment the crow landed, the half-foot arrow flew ten feet into the air, and the white tiger above Fang Ling's head had also leaped high into the sky!

    The two of them are just a little bit away from fighting each other to the death.  Fortunately, the two people grasped it well and suppressed the earth-shattering blow.  It was Wang Hetong who finally spoke first. He asked in a deep voice: "Wang Hetong, a disciple of Qianzhu Sect, may I ask your surname?"

    Qianzhu Sect, Wang Hetong.  Fang Ling had never heard of this name, but at this moment, he couldn't care so much. After pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "The Ling below is also a disciple of Qianzhu Sect."

    Wang Hetong's eyes widened a lot. He knew all the Jindan masters from the Qianzhu Sect. It was really funny that Fang Ling dared to call himself a disciple of the Qianzhu Sect in front of him. But at this time, Wang Hetong laughed.  Not coming out.  His life depends on the other person's thoughts. Although he is sure that the other person will be buried with him, he, Wang Hetong, is not willing to do this kind of deal that will hurt both parties.

    "Wait a minute, the name Fang Ling seems familiar.  By the way, it seems that when I looked through the sect's roster a few days ago, there seemed to be such a person among the foundation-building disciples.  Wang Hetong had thoughts flashing in his mind. As his thoughts flashed in his mind, a silver token appeared in front of his eyes.  This is the token of the Qianzhu Sect Jindan Master. It can not only identify the identity, but can also be used as a magic weapon, but its power is average.

    Seeing this token, Fang Ling pondered for a moment, then patted his Little Universe Bag and took the token of the Qianzhu Sect's foundation-building disciple that Zhao Chunli and Pifa Tianwang had applied for but had never used.  out.

    Although this token is not comparable to Wang Hetong's silver token, Fang Ling's identity can be determined from this token.  Looking at the shining black token, Wang Hetong smiled and suggested: "Fellow Daoist Fang, since we are all from the same sect, how about we use our magic power at the same time and take back our respective magic weapons?" (To be continued)

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