Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

When the others heard this, they all spoke out to condemn He Ling.

There were eight cultivators present, including some disciples from the five major sects. Although this woman had some tricks, they thought it was a bit of a boast to ask them all to stay here right away.

He Ling didn't want to say much. She held a folding fan in her left hand and raised her right hand. A storage bag appeared in her hand. She cast a spell and hundreds of golden swords flew out of the storage bag in an instant.

With a raised finger, the golden swords rushed towards the person surrounded by the white ribbons.

These people obviously didn't expect that He Ling actually had so many golden sword talismans. After all, these top-grade yellow-level talismans were not cabbages. Not only were they very valuable, but they were also in high demand. Basically, they were sold out as soon as they appeared. And this woman actually had so many golden sword talismans in her hands, plus the ones that were destroyed by the green eagle before. Everyone had a terrifying guess: could it be that this woman still had a large number of golden sword talismans in her hands as a backup?

When the golden sword shot over, a protective spiritual shield appeared on the bodies of these cultivators, and then they used their spiritual weapons or other means to fight the enemy. After all, they were all cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and few of them were weak.

At first they could still resist for a while, but as He Ling released more and more golden swords, these people began to realize something was wrong, and soon the first cultivator was submerged in the golden wave.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third came along. It was not that these people wanted to break the white ribbon that trapped them and escape, but the ribbon was extremely tough, and coupled with the constant attacks from the golden sword, they simply could not concentrate. Even if they could attack the white ribbon, most of their moves were impromptu and their power was very limited.

Soon some monks began to beg for mercy.

He Ling seemed not to hear it, and the golden swords continued to burst out as if endless.

These monks only held on for half a moment before no more sound was heard.

As the last cultivator's body was pierced with countless holes, these golden swords rushed towards the storage bag next to He Ling like young swallows returning to their nests.

The white ribbon also became smaller. It was like a fish swimming in the sea. After a few swaying and leaping, it strung the storage bags on the ground together and then floated into He Ling's hands.

He Ling didn't even check his storage bag. He cast a few fireball talismans and the scattered corpses on the ground began to burn.

When we came to the body of the Green-Feathered Eagle, we saw a thumb-sized blood hole on its chest. The blood hole was so deep that we could see its internal organs from the outside.

"Qing'er." He Ling called out, and a small green snake broke out from the body of the huge eagle.

"Want to eat?"

The little green snake shook its head, then nodded, "hiss."

"Only interested in the eagle heart? Already eaten it?" He Ling sighed inwardly. Qing'er's mouth is really getting more and more picky.

"come back."

The little green snake understood and turned into a green light and drilled into He Ling's sleeve.

Now that this matter is settled, she still has to go collect other elixirs.

Before leaving, she looked towards the cliff with some confusion. There were two green eagles, one female and one male. Why did the male eagle chase after her, but the female eagle did not move at all, and the female eagle did not appear until the male eagle died.

But in an instant, she threw these thoughts behind her, urged her flying sword, and rushed forward again.

..........

At this time, on the cliff of the blood Ganoderma lucidum, there stood a group of women in black dresses. One woman was surrounded by other women in front of her, and she seemed to be their leader.

She sat on a rock, holding a blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum in her hand, turning it left and right in her hand, as if she was playing with it.

If He Ling saw it, she would definitely recognize it as the elixir for refining the foundation-building pill that she had just fought with everyone for - the blood Ganoderma lucidum.

But now such a precious elixir is being played with so freely in the hands of this woman that no one else dares to even look at the blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum.

It was because not far from her, a giant green eagle had its body split directly in the middle, breaking into two halves, and blood mixed with internal organs flowed all over the ground.

"You said that before I came here, a woman from my sect stole most of the blood ganoderma?"

In front of her, monks were kneeling on the ground in groups of three or four. When they heard the question, they answered it quickly.

"Fairy Yu, I'm absolutely not lying. That woman also wore a black dress and had her face covered. She held a white ribbon in one hand. Judging by her attire, she must be from your clan."

The woman murmured, "Ribbon Spiritual Weapon?"

"Do you remember who in the sect who participated in this secret realm used a ribbon?"

One of the women behind her replied, "Senior Sister Linglong, on this trip, there are four or five people who are using ribbon spirit tools, but there is too little information, so we don't know who they are for the time being."

Yu Linglong frowned slightly as if she remembered something. "If she is really a fellow disciple of the sect, it would be fine. But I'm afraid she is an imposter. That would be troublesome."

"Senior Sister, our Tiankui Sect is one of the five major sects. How could someone so foolish as to pretend to be a disciple of our Tiankui Sect?"

"That's right, Senior Sister. It must have been that fellow disciple who took the blood ganoderma away. She will definitely go to the Spiritual Medicine Garden. When she sees you, she might take the initiative to take out the spiritual medicine and offer it to you."

"Yes, Senior Sister......."

Seeing that the others wanted to say more, Yu Linglong lowered her hand, and the others shut up on their own accord. It was obvious that she had considerable prestige among these disciples.

She stood up and said, "Let's talk about this blood ganoderma later. I'll go look for other spiritual herbs first."

"As for you." She glanced at the monks who were still kneeling on the ground.

These cultivators all knew that the next words from Yu Linglong could determine their life or death, so they all held their breath and did not dare to make any sound, for fear of attracting her attention.

"Let's stay here." Yu Linglong said lightly. Her voice was still cold, but it contained an irresistible majesty.

Before she finished her words, Yu Linglong raised her hand and a pure white pearl flew out from her sleeve, hovering in the air. The pearl emitted a soft light, like a bright moon, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

The monks secretly thought that something was wrong and were about to take action when they suddenly felt a biting cold. They looked down and saw that their hands and feet had been covered with a thin layer of ice, and this thin layer of ice was spreading all over their bodies at an alarming speed.

They tried to struggle in terror, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, the thin layer of ice completely froze them, turning them into lifelike ice sculptures.

Seeing Yu Linglong's ruthless attack, the fellow disciples behind her looked indifferent, as if they had long been accustomed to such scenes, and there was a sense of matter-of-factness on their faces.

After all, in this world of cultivating immortals, the law of the jungle is the truth of the world.