There was no sound, and there was even no fluctuation of immortal power.

Neither the elders of the Xueling Sect outside nor the guard disciples here responded, and obviously they did not notice it.

Although I don’t know the Mu Ling tribe members of the Jisheng Sect.

But Master Jiang doesn't need to guess what these people are here to do.

He stayed here well and had already connected to the Xianjing Mineral Vein, so he didn't want to move.

Seeing that these people were already close to the range of killing hundreds of feet, he originally planned to sweep the immortal soul and kill these people.

But in a second thought, he changed his mind.

Han Ling looked down on herself, and she had to get her character back.

"Believe it or not, it won't take a while to call me the most handsome guy in the fairy world."

Han Ling scoffed at this.

"You are still young and handsome, Lao Shan God, you are so old, you still have less dreams."

Although she is very kind, she speaks very directly and even has a bit of a sarcastic tongue.

I didn't realize that the "Laoshan God" I was facing was a tyrant king who likes to flatter others.

"Hehe, this is what you said."

Brother Cheng deliberately did not remind her, watching the masters of the Wood Spirit Clan seep into it little by little.

This time, the leader of Jisheng Sect, Pu Feng, the seven immortal king-level elders, and more than 30 ninth-grade immortal elders went out together.

It is a top lineup and is bound to win.

After all, this is the back mountain of Xueling Sect, and they do not intend to act in a high-profile manner in the other party's base camp.

I just plan to "stole" this mountain quietly.

At present, this step of infiltration is still very smooth.

After a moment, these people penetrated within ten feet of the range.

Then suddenly burst out!

I saw more than forty masters of the Wood Spirit Clan suddenly appear under the snow.

The dozen Xueling disciples who were in charge of guarding the place were all controlled before they could react.

"Jisheng Sect!"

As soon as he saw these people, Han Ling and others recognized them.

Suddenly, he was shocked and angry.

"Oh no, and that Park Feng!"

"What are you going to do?"

Park Feng and others were familiar with their fairy power and souls.

Then he destroyed everyone's messaging weapon.

The way they informed the sect's senior management was temporarily blocked.

Then he smiled coldly: "What do you ask us?"

"Of course, I took away the Jiucai Tianjing Mountain, which does not belong to your Xueling Sect."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples of the Xueling Sect who were controlled were extremely angry.

A disciple shouted: "This Jiucai Tianjing Mountain was first discovered by our Xueling Sect. According to the rules of the cultivation world, the ownerless treasure belongs to the person who first discovered the treasure!"

Bang!

An elder of Jisheng Sect slapped in the face impatiently.

The disciple was beaten to the point where the snowflakes flew, and his complexion became much weaker.

"Who plays this rule with you?"

"The treasures are obtained by the strong. If you can't keep them, you are incompetent!"

The other elders of Jisheng Sect also laughed.

"Okay, okay!"

Park Feng waved his hand while staring at Baoshan in front of him: "Don't beat someone to death."

He is not kind.

If these disciples are killed, the life card of Xueling Sect will be broken and an abnormality will be discovered immediately.

"Then what should we do with this group of people?"

Park Feng touched his chin and thought for a while, then smiled coldly: "Simplely, take them back to Jisheng Sect together, and you can force Xueling Sect to release some blood to redeem people in the future."

Whether Han Ling or other disciples, being sent to guard such an important treasure mountain is obviously a group of genius disciples in the sect.

Park Feng obviously didn't plan to let them go so easily.

"Haha, the head is wise!"

"After such a whole, the Xueling Sect is completely played with by us!"

In despair, the disciples of Xueling Sect cursed one after another.

"You guys are mean!"

"Shameless!"

"You will be retribution!"

Even Han Ling joined in.

There is no way, this is the only thing she can do now.

It's a pity that it's useless.

I could only watch the enemy of the sect approaching the Jiucai Tianjing Mountain.

The ending seemed to be unchanged, and suddenly Brother Cheng's laughter came into her soul sea again.

"Haha, how about it, do you need me to save you?"

His words surprised Han Ling.

She didn't believe that Brother Cheng could save them.

You must know that Jisheng Sect is the enemy of Xueling Sect for billions of years.

There were eight immortal king-level masters who were dispatched this time.

With such a lineup, unless all the senior executives of their Xueling Sect are dispatched and take advantage of the home court of Changhan Island, they will not be able to guarantee victory.

How could this mere Nine Colored Tianjing Mountain God who is "unable to protect himself" be able to stop it?

If he could stop it, he wouldn't have been moved by the Xueling Sect in the first place, right?

Brother Cheng saw that she didn't move and guessed what she was thinking.

"It seems that you have no confidence in me."

There was a strong teasing in his laughter: "Did you see the willow spirit closest to Tianjing Mountain?"

Of course Han Ling saw it.

Not only did she see it, she also knew each other.

This person is a genius elder from Jisheng Sect. He ranked first in the last true disciples, and now his strength has reached the first level of the Immortal King.

In addition, his extraordinary encounters are much stronger than the first level of the ordinary Immortal King.

"He will die soon, do you believe it?"

I believe you, a big-headed ghost.

Such a genius immortal king, even if the head of the Xueling Sect personally came, could only guarantee defeat or kill.

Of course Han Ling didn't believe it.

It’s a pity that her soul and immortal power are now sealed, and she can’t even send a secret voice, and she can’t say anything.

And just the next moment, the first level of the immortal king who was in perfect condition suddenly fell down.

There was no warning, let alone fighting, there was not even a slight fluctuation of immortal power.

"What's going on?"

"Liu Xi!"

The masters of Jisheng Sect, who were originally proud and prepared to move the mountain, rushed forward to investigate.

Then his face changed drastically.

"He's dead!"
To be continued...