Several monks who were resting on the island came out in surprise, and then their faces showed excitement.
"Brother, it seems we are really lucky, they actually delivered it to our door."
"Yes, if you dare to offend our Xiao family, aren't you seeking death?"
The four early Yuanying monks saw Yun Chen and the others landing on their own island. The distance between the two was only a hundred feet. They clearly saw Yun Chen carrying Lan Yubing on his back, and there were two peerless and alluring women, who were no better than Lan Yubing.
Rain and ice are inferior.
Every monk had a malicious look in his eyes, staring at Ming Yue and Mu Ling'er. This kind of look was exactly what Yun Chen, Mu Ling'er and others didn't like.
"Be careful, my uncle was killed by him."
The mid-stage Nascent Soul monk Ming Yue paid no attention to the words of his junior brothers, but showed a solemn look on his face. It could be seen that Yun Chen and others did not pay attention to them at all.
Yun Chen's strength and cultivation were not something he could see at all. He secretly felt sad for his junior brothers, who had reached this point and were still so careless.
When I didn't see Yun Chen and others, I wanted to see Yun Chen so that I could complete the mission, but now, I don't want to see him anymore.
"Brother Yunchen, are these five people going to be lost?"
Mu Ling'er looked at Yun Chen. She was waiting for Yun Chen to speak. As long as Yun Chen spoke, she would immediately put out the fire and spread the fire to the several Nascent Soul stage monks in front of her.
"Well, he really deserves to die!"
Yun Chen nodded, his cold eyes locked on the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying. His opponent was no longer in the early stage of Yuanying since he reached the golden elixir stage.
"Whoosh, whoosh."
"Whoosh, whoosh."
The sound of breaking through the sky sounded, Ming Yue and Mu Ling'er's delicate bodies flashed, and they quickly shot towards the five Nascent Soul stage monks a hundred feet away.
He had already taken action while he was in mid-air. Having followed Yun Chen for more than two hundred years, he naturally knew what Yun Chen was thinking about and would not let her solve it in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
This is also a strategy. Yun Chen will kill them in the mid-term. With the strength of the two of them, killing four early Yuanying monks is as easy as chopping vegetables.
"roar."
"Whoosh, whoosh."
When Mu Ling'er was in the air, a wooden spiritual treasure appeared in his hand. With a wave of his jade hand, the wooden treasure immediately emitted astonishing power, and a wooden dragon bit the two Nascent Soul stage monks among them.
When the wooden dragon appeared, four huge beams of wood energy shot out, and in one move, the retreat of the two Nascent Soul stage monks was blocked.
But Ming Yue was different. When his body was in the air, he had teleported away. When he reappeared, a stream of Yin Ming Qi surged out, and the Yin Ming Qi quickly covered the other two Nascent Soul Stage monks.
With a wave of a Lingbao-level dagger in his hand, a cold light flashed out, and with a grunting sound, a Nascent Soul Stage monk showed fear in his eyes. In an instant, his head had rolled ten feet away.
Another cold light flashed, and a streak of blood appeared between the brows of the second Nascent Soul Stage monk. His eyes showed a look of unwillingness, and then turned into a deathly gray color.
"Plop."
"Plop"
There were two more muffled sounds, and Mu Ling'er's two opponents also fell down. There was no trace of life in their bodies, and they could no longer die.
A strange scene appeared in the entire field. Five Nascent Soul monks and four early-stage monks were killed in the blink of an eye. However, the only mid-Nascent Soul monk kept watching without any movement, with a look of horror in his eyes.
, as if encountering a ghost, his feet kept shaking.
Huge beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, his face was ashen, and he looked at Yun Chen pleadingly, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.
This is not a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Even an ordinary mortal would not be like this.
"You can die."
Yun Chen said lightly, with one hand, a colorless finger force shot out of the air, silently and without a trace. As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a popping sound.
A small blood hole appeared between the middle stage of the Nascent Soul monk's eyebrows, and he slowly fell down. There was no fear in his eyes, but on the contrary, he showed more relief.
It turned out that Yun Chen's spiritual consciousness had been locked on this mid-term monk, and the powerful divine consciousness made this mid-term monk feel like he was trapped in the eighteenth level of hell.
Unable to move her whole body, Yun Chen looked like an invincible god in front of him. The pressure he put on her almost made her collapse.
In the end, Yunchen's god-killing finger easily killed the mid-stage monks without any effort. This was also the distance between the mid-stage monks and him. If they fought alone, let alone the mid-stage Nascent Soul, even those late-stage monks, no one could support them.
trick.
"They're here, let's solve it together!"
Yun Chen put away the storage bags of the five Nascent Soul monks and looked at the dozen or so figures flying towards them from a distance, with a cruel look on his face.
Lan Yubing watched Yun Chen and the others kill five Nascent Soul monks in the blink of an eye, as easily as crushing five little ants. She was horrified and envious, but she was even more happy.
As long as Yunchen is more powerful, she will be happier.
As soon as he finished speaking, sixteen figures landed a hundred feet away opposite Yun Chen. The affection on each monk's face was different, but they were all surprised by Ming Yue and Mu Ling'er's peerless appearance.
In their eyes, in the world of cultivation, apart from Lan Yubing's peerless beauty, the Ming Yue woman can no longer dominate them. Now that there are three peerless and charming women around Yun Chen, they feel even more envious.
However, there are also people who are afraid. Yun Chen's reputation is so important here that even the head of the Lan family has been killed, and all the more than fifty masters of the Tianming Sect who have welcomed the bride have been killed.
"Brother Liu, let's do it. I only need one of the women, and you can share the wealth and treasures."
At this time, Sima Neng had no danger or treasure in his eyes. He only had three peerless and beautiful women. If any of them followed him, it would be worth the loss even if they were killed immediately.
"Brother Sima, let's take action first and then talk."
Liu Xiao looked at Sima Neng with disdain, but he didn't know that his thoughts were exactly the same as Sima Neng's, except that he planned to get the treasure elixir for all women.
"..."
All of a sudden, the sixteen Nascent Soul stage monks began to discuss how to divide the wealth, completely ignoring Yun Chen and the other four.
"Bing'er, Ling'er, Yue'er, you three guess, I will kill them all in a few breaths!"
Yun Chen had a smile on his face, but Mu Ling'er knew that if Yun Chen had a smile on his face when he met the enemy, it meant he had murderous intentions.
"I guess all their effort in making a cup of tea was lost!"
"I said they were lost in twenty breaths."
"I said big brother can kill them all in ten breaths of time!"
The three of them had smiles on their faces, not even looking at the sixteen Nascent Soul stage monks in front of them, chatting and laughing, which made people jealous.
"Okay, I also want to try how long these wastes can last."
Yun Chen said lightly, unfolding the protective shield, covering him and Lan Yubing inside, looking at the sixteen Nascent Soul stage monks opposite with cold eyes.
"No, be careful."
"Do it."
"Don't let them get away."
"..."
They also saw Yun Chen's movements and became cautious. They sacrificed their treasures and prepared to fight Yun Chen.
Yun Chen's consciousness moved, and the Rainstorm Spy Shadow and the top spiritual treasure Purple Lightning Cloud Fan appeared in front of him. In an instant, twenty-four golden butterflies turned into golden light and crisscrossed the sky, and forty-eight God-Destroying Needles followed them.
"one."
"two"
"three"
"..."
"Ah, ah, ah, ah...
In front of the heavy rain spy, the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul were simply like rotten wood. There was no chance at all. The golden butterfly was not far away from the top spiritual treasure, not to mention the forty-eight silent God-Destroying Needles.
Even the top magic weapon couldn't resist it at all in front of the spiritual treasure. Suddenly, countless screams rang out, and the monks fell down strangely one by one.
"Boom."
At this time, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a huge purple-white lightning flashed out from the purple lightning cloud fan, shooting straight towards Liu Xiao, who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"Click"
"Pfft"
"six."
"seven"
"eight"
When the moon was counting eight, none of the sixteen Nascent Soul stage monks could stand on the moon anymore, and the entire island was silent.
"receive."
Yun Chen shouted softly, and put away the Rainstorm Spy Shadow and the Purple Lightning Cloud Fan with a look of disdain on his face. Some monks in the early and middle stages of Nascent Soul also wanted to take notice of him. They were just looking for death.
"Brother Yunchen, it's just eight breaths of effort!"
"Big brother's strength has become much more advanced."
"I didn't expect that your strength has reached this point."
Mu Ling'er and Ming Yue said happily, with excitement on their faces. The higher Yun Chen's strength, the safer they would be. In the middle stage of Yuanying, it only takes eight breaths to kill sixteen Yuanying stage monks.
The instant kill.
Lan Yubing looked gentle and happy, and said softly, now that she is with Yun Chen, she is no longer an iceberg fairy, but a gentle and lovely wife.
Although the relationship between the two has not yet reached that stage, they already regard each other as their other half, and she also regards herself as Yunchen's woman and Yunchen's wife.
"If I don't have the strength, how can I protect you and my own woman?"
Yunchen laughed softly, his face was full of gentleness, and his chic look was enough to make women all over the world fall in love with him.
"I don't know how to be ashamed. Who is your woman?"
Lan Yubing's face turned red and she said shyly, her heart filled with sweetness. She never thought that Yun Chen would treat her as her woman in front of others.
"Haha, of course it's the stunning and charming Sister Lan out there."
Mu Ling'er was also envious, but she didn't have the slightest bit of jealousy. Seeing Yun Chen happy made her happy, not to mention that she was already secretly happy in her heart. As long as Yun Chen settled his knot, she would also have a chance.