The Immortal Family: Starting from Spreading Branches and Leaves

"If we don't deal with this kid quickly, I'm really afraid that we're going to be in serious trouble."

He didn't expect that the Demonic Lotus Dharma Appearance that he thought could easily kill Chen Ling would be defeated so easily.

Albert Cao had already realized the crisis and his eyes narrowed.

He hurriedly used his soul with all his strength to block the attack of the golden lotus in the sea of ​​consciousness.

His expression turned pale again, and then there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

He could clearly feel that Chen Ling was only in the middle stage of Jindan cultivation.

You must know that Jindan and Yuanying are a huge chasm.

What's more, he has a unique advantage in terms of soul, which is the blood soul root.

The soul has already become extremely pure.

Don't dare to have any more reservations.

As soon as his thoughts moved, his soul suddenly surged, and he shouted in a low voice, "Netherworld Blood Prison!"

A strange wave immediately swept towards Chen Ling from all directions.

In an instant, the scenery in front of Chen Ling's eyes changed. The originally sunny surroundings instantly turned into a gloomy and underworld place.

Chen Ling narrowed his eyes and felt the continuous sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling around him.

The endless mist of the netherworld swept over the sky and covered the sky!

Immediately afterwards, a suffocating and strange attack emerged from all directions, his ears rumbled, and for a moment, the sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently.

"break!"

Chen Ling gave a low shout, and the golden lotus statue suddenly burst into golden light, and the sacred golden lotus bloomed around him.

Instantly remove the surrounding mist.

When the surroundings were shrouded in golden light, his sea of ​​consciousness stabilized again.

Fortunately, his soul was almost comparable to that of a late Yuanying monk, and he condensed the Golden Lotus Soul Dharma.

Otherwise, you will be swallowed by this mist!

Gazing around, where is the shadow of Albert Cao on the opposite side?

"Oh, this Divine Soul Realm is really scary."

Chen Ling was shocked and looked cautious.

The golden lotus form bloomed with golden light all around him, constantly blocking the whistling netherworld energy.

It would be absolutely difficult for ordinary Nascent Soul monks to condense their soul realm so quickly after their divine soul form is defeated.

Now that he was trapped in the soul realm, he could only use force to destroy it by force.

"Boy, your soul is not weak, and it can help me restore my cultivation."

Cao Weiye's gloomy voice was erratic, coming from all directions with the surging mist, and the breath was extremely strange and terrifying.

From the tone, it seemed that Cao Weiye, who was hiding in the soul realm, had regained his confidence.

There is a huge gap between Yuanying monks and Jindan monks, and the quality and quantity of their souls are completely different.

And understanding the laws of the soul path is unique.

His Netherworld Blood Prison carries huge divine soul oppression, not only illusory divine soul attacks, but also actual soul body attacks. Even if this son cultivates the divine soul method, he never believes that Chen Ling can leave this place alive.

"brush!"

"brush!"

The next moment, the endless mist swept over again.

Within the mist, a huge eye is suspended in the air, cold and evil!

It exuded a strange luster, as if it would be taken into an endless hell as soon as it came in contact with it.

Chen Ling continued to condense the Golden Lotus Dharma to block the surrounding mist, and ignored the evil eye.

However, he felt that this eye suddenly penetrated the Golden Lotus Dharma Appearance and grew in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be occupied by densely packed strange eyes.

A great fear arose spontaneously.

He used the Golden Lotus Dharma with all his strength to destroy these evil eyes.

But strangely, he discovered that in the Golden Lotus Dharma Appearance, evil eyes bloomed out from those golden lotus leaves.

"What the hell is going on?"

Chen Ling was shocked.

Since condensing the Golden Lotus Dharma, he has almost won every battle and has never suffered a loss in terms of soul.

This situation was completely beyond his expectation!

He took a deep breath, thinking that this might be an hallucination caused by the magical power of the other party's soul realm.

You can only continue to gather your soul and release the Golden Lotus Dharma.

However, on the Golden Lotus Dharma Form, evil eyes were still shooting out one after another, and they did not stop. Those eyes were strange and terrifying.

Slowly covering his sea of ​​consciousness.

He felt that his soul was being corroded and devoured by these evil eyes, weakening rapidly.

I was horrified, but for the moment I had no way to deal with it.

If it is a legal domain where mana is concentrated, he can also self-destruct the puppet.

But in the soul realm, the self-destructing puppet has no effect at all.

At this moment, the soul tree in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be attacked, and it immediately flew into the sky like a conditioned reflex.

The red soul leaves shone with light, and a fiery red soul flame shot out, like a flaming dragon, rushing towards the strange evil eyes around it.

"call!"

Wherever the flame dragon swept, the evil eyes were instantly turned into ashes, and as the flames spread like ripples, patches of evil eyes were burned out.

Chen Ling immediately felt that the terrifying depression in the sea of ​​consciousness dissipated.

His forehead was stained with sweat, and he was secretly relieved. If this soul flame appeared a little later, his consciousness would be occupied by this evil eye.

Even if he is lucky enough to save his life, his consciousness will be severely damaged.

"Nine Ghost Soul Flame?"

Cao Weiye, who was fully controlling the soul realm, snorted coldly, with a look of surprise on his face, "I want to see how long this soul flame can protect you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the strange giant eye flashed with cold light, and thick black mist swept towards Chen Ling.

"This is?"

Chen Ling turned his eyes, and in the black air, there were actually soul bodies emitting various strange soul sounds.

These soul sounds came like a tsunami, violently bombarding his sea of ​​consciousness.

Among these souls, shadows like blue smoke suddenly floated up. There were almost thousands of people and beasts.

"Boy, these are ghosts from the Soul Realm, and soon you will become one of them!"

Albert Cao’s gloomy voice sounded again.

This is a magical power in the soul realm, the blood prison soul sound.

It is extremely difficult to practice and requires absorbing living souls with a high level of soul cultivation.

With the help of their soul power, they condensed into attacks.

Once it is used, the living souls will wander away, ghosts will cry and wolves howl, attacking the monk's sea of ​​consciousness!

At the same time, the Golden Lotus Dharma Appearance shone brilliantly, unable to block all the soul sounds for a while, allowing some soul sounds to enter the sea of ​​consciousness.

Immediately, Chen Ling's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became eerie and terrifying again, and the dark ghost energy condensed out.

At this moment, the flame light surged out from the red soul leaf and quickly merged with the Nine Ghost Soul Flame, then spread rapidly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

In just a blink of an eye, it has filled the entire sea of ​​consciousness and completely burned out the ghost energy.

The sea of ​​consciousness instantly became like a sea of ​​fire, as if a fire dragon was roaring, and the soul flame suddenly arose, extremely violent, and condensed towards the golden lotus.

The Golden Lotus Dharma's golden glow blooms violently.

Phew! The golden glow surges like a stormy sea without wind.

In an instant, it condensed into a golden giant sword and slashed hard at the huge evil eye.

Under the golden brilliance, the golden light whizzed past, and "bang" the evil eye burst instantly.

"Ah! With the power of the soul, how is this possible!"

At the same moment that the evil eye was shattered, the dark mist in the air instantly dissipated, a tearing pain came from his soul, and Cao Weiye screamed uncontrollably.

But he no longer had time to care about Shi Hai's injuries.

In the blink of an eye, a huge figure appeared in front of him.

After receiving Chen Ling's order, the Platinum Ape instantly turned on the void flash, appeared directly in front of Cao Weiye, and struck down with his giant fist.

boom!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and even the Nascent Soul was shattered.

The vitality of the physical body was immediately cut off.

However, in the air, a soul with a face resembling Cao Weiye was quickly floating into the air.

Chen Ling snorted coldly, and the red soul flame flew out from the sea of ​​consciousness, catching up with the soul in an instant.

"You dare to kill me! My ancestor will destroy your clan!"

"As long as you let me go, I will forget the past!"

A thought came through.

But the soul flames directly wrapped the soul and burned it.

And along with it, wisps of light were sucked into the yellow soul leaves.

Then with a thought, Chen Ling collected the storage ring that was falling to the ground and put it into his arms.

His eyes looked high into the sky again.

Although he defeated Cao Weiye, there was not much joy in his heart at the moment.

What really determines the outcome depends on the battle situation in the sky.

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Seeing with his own eyes that Cao Weiye, who had reached the Great Consummation of the Nascent Soul, was killed with his Nascent Soul soul, several Nascent Soul monks from the Lan Yue Sect who were ten miles away were horrified, and immediately stopped fighting, firing with almost no hesitation. Back away.

I originally thought that killing the Zhao family monk would be an easy task.

But most of the day has passed.

There was actually no news about the two ancestors who transformed themselves into gods.

On the contrary, three Nascent Souls of Lan Yue Sect have been killed.

"This kid can kill the great elder, and the soul is beyond our ability to stop. Retreat quickly!"

A Yueyue Sect Yuanying monk ran away in panic while shouting loudly.

Everyone in the upper echelons of Lan Yue Sect knew the terror of Cao Weiye’s soul.

But he was actually killed by a middle-stage Jindan monk.

Maybe this person is deliberately disguised as a god.

After all, apart from the cultivator of the God Transformation, he really couldn’t think of anyone else who could defeat Cao Weiye?

Others already had the intention of retreating at this moment.

The original encirclement and suppression of the fifth-level demon king had taken a lot of work out of them, and many of them had not yet recovered.

Here is a battle with the Yuanying monks from the Zhao family who are waiting for work.

Originally there was an absolute advantage in quantity.

But with the addition of the Chen family, the numerical advantage was wiped out.

In addition to the Chen family, in addition to Chen Ling, the formation formed by Haoyang Bird, Fire Spirit Beast, and Wang Yun is extremely powerful.

They don't get any advantage at all.

He also knew in his heart that if he continued to fight, there would be only death, so it was better to escape first and avoid the edge for the time being.

Wait for the two ancestors of the gods to decide the winner, and then kill them without leaving any trace.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

At this moment, with an arrogant scream, the Fire Spirit Beast and the Haoyang Bird swooped down from the air at the same time, spitting out two extremely hot flames and bombarding one of the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Killing a Nascent Soul cultivator can result in tens of thousands of contribution points.

This time, they will naturally not miss it.

The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Cao family, whose aura had plummeted, turned his head in surprise, only to see two flame beams coming towards him like the scorching sun rolling down from the void.

He had a look of fear on his face. With his speed, he could never outrun the two fourth-level flying beasts. He could only grit his teeth, raise his hand, and shoot out several black thunder beads one after another.

I hope this can stop the speed of the two spirit beasts.

The two spirit beasts didn't have much scruples at all. The flames they shot out split into several wisps of slender flames in the air and directly bombarded the thunder beads.

Following the flash of lightning-like flames, there were several crisp crackling sounds of "bang bang". Several thunder beads were burned into powder before they exploded and scattered in the wind.

And two flames like the scorching sun struck down heavily, instantly engulfing the man's body.

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After a stick of incense.

Chen Ling stood on the wall of Broken Tiger City, his face slightly pale. Although he killed Cao Weiye in this battle, he was also exhausted.

"Soul Dao Cultivator's combat power is really weird. If he didn't have the original soul tree, he wouldn't be his match at all."

Chen Ling held his breath and adjusted his breathing, absorbing two Yuanso Pills one after another, and the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness recovered to 20%, and said secretly.

In his opinion, Cao Weiye's soul realm was no less than Du Qingyun's sword realm.

If he hadn't killed the fifth-level demon king and was still injured, it's hard to say what the outcome would have been.

The winners and losers have already been decided in several other Nascent Soul battlefields.

In this battle, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Zhao family died, and everyone else was more or less injured.

As for Lan Yue Sect, five Yuanying monks died, and many others were seriously injured and evacuated from the battlefield.

The Yuanying of the Zhao family did not dare to pursue rashly. After all, not all monks had powerful soul attacks like Chen Ling.

If you push your opponent into a hurry and self-destruct your Nascent Soul, both sides will suffer losses.

However, for this battle situation.

The Zhao family monks are also completely able to accept it.

The only thing that worries them now is the battle situation in the air.

Who wins and who loses is ultimately the absolute key to life and death.

As for the Chen family, only Wei Wenwu was injured.

Wang Yun and the others also spent a lot of money.

As for the Haoyang Bird and the Fire Spirit Beast, they still have fighting power.

Everyone is adjusting their breaths and recovering, waiting for the situation on the high-altitude battlefield with solemn expressions.

In everyone's opinion, Ancestor Zhao and Ancestor Wang are Nascent Soul cultivators after all, and compared with the two transformed gods, they are still slightly inferior.

Boom!

High in the sky, there were loud noises from time to time.

For a while, the thick clouds shone like flaming clouds.

After a while, the sky was filled with dark clouds, thunder shook, and hurricanes roared.

The entire void is like the end of the world!

Looking at many monks, they were frightened.

"Hey! I hope the two old men can hold on!"

Chen Ling sighed slightly, feeling extremely nervous.

Although this battle is dominated by the Zhao family, it is also related to the life and death of the Chen family.

There really can’t be any mistakes!

Once Cao and Du won, he immediately fled with his wife and concubines.

After returning to Yudie City, the whole family moved to the wild jungle.

This was his planned retreat.

Everyone will wait patiently.

This wait lasts a day and a night!

During this day and night, even though the sky was thousands of miles apart, with Chen Ling and others' cultivation, they were still able to sense the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power in the sky.

If a monk who transforms into gods rashly goes to watch the battle, it is no different than seeking death.

They can only judge who has the upper hand based on their respective cultivation attributes and treasures through the vast flashes of spiritual light of different colors in the sky.

On this day, several earth-shaking loud noises sounded from the sky.

I saw that it was like a bloody sun exploding in the sky, and the strong flame light rendered the entire void into a bright red, like a sea of ​​fire.

Even though they were far apart, Chen Ling's eyes were still stung by the hot light.

Other monks were even more uncomfortable, but people still stared wide-eyed.

Their eyes were all looking high into the sky.

The war clouds high in the sky have gradually dispersed.

Chen Ling carefully spread out his consciousness in the air, and at the same time sent a message to Wang Yun and others, asking them to prepare for retreat in advance.

After dozens of breaths, he exhaled heavily.

His worst fears didn't happen.

Ancestor Zhao slowly fell from high altitude to the city wall.

Although he looked miserable.

I saw Old Ancestor Zhao who had just landed on the city wall. He was in ragged clothes and had white hair on his head. He looked as if he was dozens of years older.

"He actually killed the cultivator Dewey and escaped unscathed!"

Sighs sounded from beside Chen Ling, and Haoyang Bird looked at Patriarch Zhao in disbelief.

"Zhao Xiao'er has a fifth-level high-grade Taoist artifact called Thunder Mountain Seal in his hand, and it is also a thunder battle body. It is normal to just burn the essence and blood in his body, activate the thunder magic power, and defeat Dewey who has been wandering in the early stage of becoming a god for many years!"

The fire spirit beast said with a serious expression.

Chen Ling knew how to pay attention to them, quickly stepped forward to greet them, and asked hurriedly, "Ancestor, are you okay?"

Other Yuanying monks from the Zhao family also came forward with concerned expressions on their faces.

Old Ancestor Zhao coughed violently several times, leaving a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, then let it go and whispered, "You can't die!"

Seeing Patriarch Zhao staggering a little, Chen Ling hurriedly held him up with one hand.

My heart was full of joy.

Ancestor Zhao is fine, but Dewey is the one who is in trouble.

Most of the crisis was resolved instantly.

But there is still Cao Yuntian, so we can’t be careless yet!

Then Patriarch Zhao sat cross-legged on the spot, took the elixir, closed his eyes and started practicing.

Others also sat aside, not daring to disturb him in the slightest.