It didn't take long for Wang Batian to appear in front of everyone from the Beimin Sect with more than 20 disciples from the Yangquan Sect carrying the corpses of their fellow disciples on their backs.
He looked tired and guilty as he looked at Ling Xiao and Li Yuanhuan, who was pale due to mental exhaustion: "Thank you."
Ling Xiao said coldly: "You're welcome, all those crystals belong to me. Senior brother, please take them back."
Wang Batian was embarrassed: "That's what it should be..."
Li Yuanhuan withdrew his soul power, took back these crystal stones, and placed them on the ground: "Senior Brother Wang, Junior Brother Ling is joking with you, don't take it to heart. These crystal stones will be returned to you."
How can Wang Batian still have the nerve to take these crystal stones back at this time?
However, Ling Xiao has always been thick-skinned, and he has always believed in one truth: If you don't take advantage, you are a bastard.
In full view of everyone, Ling Xiao took all these crystals back into his soul chain.
"This kid..." Everyone in the Yangquan Sect was dumbfounded, and the disciples in the Beimin Sect were also speechless for a while, shouting in their hearts: "Shame on you! Shame on you!"
"Senior Brother Wang, you should come back to Beimin Sect with us." Li Yuanhuan looked sincere and at the same time diverted everyone's attention away from Ling Xiao.
Wang Batian did not dare to insist on leaving this time: "Okay, then there will be a lot of trouble."
Yangquan sent everyone to follow Li Yuanhuan and the others to leave, with Ling Xiao walking at the back. When no one was paying attention, he sucked the soul stones from the demon soul masters' demon chains on the ground into the Seven Soul Demon Chains.
Before leaving the plain, Ling Xiao turned around and looked in one place, snorted coldly, and left closely with the large group.
On the plain that Ling Xiao was looking at just now, two yellow shadows gradually emerged. These two people were the demon soul masters who had previously fought against Li Yuanhuan and Wang Batian.
The two of them had angry faces, and one of them said bitterly: "Beimin sect actually has such outstanding disciples. The blood corpse poison did not poison them, and he saw through the blood shadow formation again. It seems that he also knows that we are hiding here,
What a terrible guy! Zhou Heng, next time you have a chance, you must kill him first!"
Zhou Heng nodded and agreed: "Cheng Yao, if you don't complete this mission, you will definitely be punished by Elder Mo when you go back. I really don't understand. The Beimin sect is just a small sect. Why does Elder Mo insist on asking us to come here to look for him?"
Those things that even he himself doesn’t know what they are.”
"Well, I don't understand either. But Elder Mo said that our ancestor died in Beimin City. The thing that our ancestor was looking for must be near Beimin City. If we find that thing, the boundary alarm of the Seven Holy Lands of Soul Masters
It will be lifted. If it weren't for this barrier alarm, the alarm would sound as soon as a green-level or above demon soul master entered, and there would be no need for us yellow-level disciples to come here to check. We'd better look for it again and go check it out at night.
Explore the Beimin faction and get rid of that kid!" Cheng Yao's eyes glowed with a fierce light.
"No, we can't even deal with the top disciple of Beimin Sect. If we meet his master, we will die!" Zhou Heng immediately objected.
Cheng Yao chuckled twice: "If their master was here, would we still have a way to survive just now?"
"You mean, their master is not here?" Zhou Heng immediately understood the meaning of Cheng Yao's words: "Okay, then let's break into the Beimin sect at night!"
Demonic soul masters never talked about friendship between fellow disciples, and they had big things in mind, so these two guys left without even looking at the corpses of their fellow disciples. Even they didn't notice that the soul chains of their fellow disciples on the ground were gone...
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After Li Yuanhuan settled everyone in the Yangquan faction, he went to the Yangquan faction in person to report the news, asking the Yangquan faction to send people to assist Wang Batian and others to avoid being plotted again.
As soon as Li Yuanhuan left the Beimin Sect, two demon soul masters, Cheng Yao and Zhou Heng, appeared outside the Beimin Sect.
Zhou Heng stared at Li Yuanhuan fiercely: "Should we join forces to kill him?"
Cheng Yao shook his head: "Don't do it. Although this kid is at the yellow level, when I fight with him, I always feel that he doesn't use his full strength. Even if you and I fight, we may not be able to kill him. In the future.
If we have a chance to settle accounts with this kid again, our business is more important right now."
At this moment, Ling Xiao, who was hiding in his cabin and counting money, suddenly felt the magical light shining on the magic chain around his neck. He couldn't help but rub the bottom of his nose with his index finger: "These two bastards actually came to the door.
Do you really think that our Beimin sect has no one? Alas, the master took his junior wife to his mother-in-law's house and didn't come back, and the senior brother went to the Yangquan sect again. There really is no one... I have no choice but to let that guy Wang Batian take the lead.
He will deal with one, and the rest of us will deal with the other. I am more experienced in group fights, hehe!"
Ling Xiao feels that this is not safe enough. Since you are calculating people, you can't be sure of it, but you must be sure of it.
After thinking for a while, Ling Xiao took out hundreds of talisman papers used to refine talismans from the Seven Soul Demonic Chains and sprinkled them into the sky. Immediately, the soul soul stones on his necklace quickly flashed red light and dispersed.
It turned into countless red light spots and flew towards hundreds of talisman papers.
Under the precise control of Ling Xiao's mental power, those red light spots scattered evenly on the hundreds of talisman papers and blended into the talisman papers.
If a chain soul master who specializes in soul cultivation were to see Ling Xiao's talisman refining technique, one would be so ashamed that he would commit suicide.
They don't have the perverted mental power of Ling Xiao. If they want to refine hundreds of talismans at the same time, it is impossible for chain soul masters who have not reached the green level to do it. Only an unsatisfied guy like Ling Xiao is still panting.
He scolded himself: "Damn it, I was so tired that I could make more than a hundred pieces!"
After resting for a while, Ling Xiao felt that having the Divine Walking Talisman was still not enough. Except for Wang Batian, he had all orange-level chain soul masters on his side. Even if the opponent couldn't defeat them, they could still escape. He should think of a way to let those two guys escape.
It's just that you can't escape.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao remembered the talisman refining techniques in the Seven Spirits Demon Chain: the Turtle Walking Talisman and the Poison Miasma Talisman.
Because he was afraid of overdrafting, Ling Xiao obediently refined two turtle talismans and two poisonous miasma talismans this time.
When she thought that the other party was a yellow-level chain soul master, Ling Xiao felt cruel and got some of the "good stuff" she had secretly gotten from her fellow disciples: "Let's see if you two bastards are still alive!"
Ling Xiao had just prepared the talisman that Yin Ren wanted to use, when the door was kicked open with a bang.
Cheng Yu's pretty face became a little scary because of his anger: "Ling Xiao, I want to duel with you!"
Ling Xiao said coldly: "Why? Why?"
Cheng Yu raised his sword with a sharp sound and pointed it at Ling Xiao: "Why did you lecture me in front of so many people before? I am your senior sister, where do you want me to put my face?"
Ling Xiao glanced sideways at Cheng Yu: "Scolding you once will make you remember it, and you may have an extra chance of survival in the future. Is face more important, or life?"
"Sophistication!" Cheng Yu looked angrily, as if he wanted to eat someone: "You want to show off your authority in front of me, right? I have long disliked you. If my father hadn't been here, I would have
I’ll beat you until you can’t get out of bed for three months!”
Ling Xiao looked calm: "Sister, if you want to prove yourself, you don't have to come to me to prove it. You have plenty of opportunities tonight."
Cheng Yu was startled: "What do you mean?"
Ling Xiao showed a harmless smile: "You'll find out in the evening."
Late at night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.
Two sneaky shadows crept into Beimin Pai, trying to avoid places with fluorescent lights.
The two of them walked carefully while observing their surroundings, and suddenly found that everything was quiet. Except for the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind, it was so quiet that they could hear their own heartbeats.
"The Beimin faction's defense is so weak?" The two of them couldn't believe their eyes. They ran around and didn't even encounter a patrolling disciple.
"Let's go to the back mountain of Beimin Sect. I heard that there is a Hidden Front Cliff there. The treasure we are looking for might be there." The two of them rushed towards the Hidden Front Cliff. Behind them, Ling appeared.
The figures of Xiao, Wang Batian and Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yao looked at the weapons and treasures placed everywhere and couldn't help but cursed: "Damn it! A small Beimin sect has so many weapons and treasures. No wonder Elder Mo thinks that what he is looking for is here!"
Zhou Heng echoed: "Yes, aren't they afraid that these weapons and treasures will be stolen? There is no guard here!"
Cheng Yao's expression suddenly changed: "No, we were fooled!"
Before Zhou Heng could react, the two of them heard Ling Xiao's cheesy laughter: "My dear friends, our Beimin faction didn't entertain us well, so we still hope Haihan."
The two of them looked back and found that they were surrounded by hundreds of Beimin and Yangquan disciples in Zangfeng Cliff!
Cheng Yao and Zhou Heng rushed towards Ling Xiao and the others without saying a word.
Ling Xiao casually waved his hand, and hundreds of red talismans flew out of his hand and flew towards the fellow disciples behind him. Suddenly, these fellow disciples felt that their hands and feet felt light and their speed was much faster.
These are the magical talismans that Ling Xiao usually refines, and he adds them to everyone in the Beimin and Yangquan factions, one for each person, and no one fails.
Moreover, while Ling Xiao released the hundreds of talismans, he secretly released two turtle talismans and poisonous miasma talismans toward Cheng Yao and Zhou Heng.
The two of them were dazzled by Ling Xiao's hundreds of talismans. Without noticing, they were hit by these four talismans.
Their speed suddenly slowed down, and their soul power was eroded by poison, making it less smooth.
"Damn it! Isn't this kid a soul master? How come there are turtle walking talismans and poisonous miasma talismans? However, even the talisman made by a red-level soul master wants to hurt us?" Cheng Yao and Zhou Heng just had this thought in their minds.
After scolding Ling Xiao, suddenly bursts of burning pain came from the surface of the body. The two of them immediately understood what was going on, and howled loudly at the same time: "I'll wipe your sister! Blood corpse poison!"