Mysterious mirror hanging high

"How can this be?"

Yuwen Xiaoyan was stunned. "Although my eldest brother's fighting ability is mediocre, he is at least a genuine descendant of an aristocratic family. Apart from those disciples of the sect, who else could threaten his life?"

"Besides, aren't his mistresses, who are the true disciples of the sect, inseparable from him? The three true disciples plus my eldest brother can easily walk around this blessed land as long as they are not besieged by dozens or even hundreds of foundation-building cultivators!"

Jing Yu had a vague understanding: "Could it be possible that we encountered a group of mysterious people who were madly slaughtering monks or monsters?"

"It's possible!" Han Ping's face darkened. "We must rush to their aid as soon as possible, otherwise we will inevitably be defeated one by one by those villains hiding in the dark!"

Although Yuwen Xiaojin and Yuwen Xiaoyan were competitors for the position of the head of the family, they were both direct descendants of the Yuwen family and were brothers, so it was naturally impossible for them to stand by and watch someone die.

Although Jing Yu's relationship with Yuwen Xiaojin is not as close as Yuwen Xiaoyan's, they are still good friends, and it is reasonable for him to rescue him.

The three of them set up their escape lights, and with the vague sense of the Yuwen family's warning artifact, they quickly flew towards the place where they needed help...

After about an hour, the three of them flew to a lake. It was called a lake, but the lake was boundless and its area could almost be considered a sea, with islands of various sizes dotted on it.

"over there!"

Yu Wen Xiaoyan sensed something and flew to a small island first. The fiery red light dissipated and he was suspended in the air with a dull look on his face.

"This……"

Jing Yu and Han Ping rushed over and were surprised to see the scene on the island.

At this time, a female corpse lay quietly on the island. She was dressed in a red robe, her face charred black, and her appearance was unrecognizable. Her entire upper chest seemed to have been pierced by a sharp weapon, and a large hole was still there. The inside of the hole was already empty...

"Qin Zhiling! This person is Qin Zhiling!"

Yu Wen Xiaoyan was shocked and said, "This shouldn't be possible! How could Fairy Yan Ling of the Huanhuo Sect die here... Did she encounter a Jindan-level demon beast? Damn it, there can't be any Jindan-level demon beasts in this blessed land!"

Jing Yu slowly descended, carefully examining the corpse before frowning and saying, "The cause of death was a sword piercing the chest. Fairy Yan Ling was experienced in combat, so it's impossible for her not to have taken precautions. This suggests the enemy's sword was sharp enough, and her defensive measures weren't very effective."

"His face is charred black. He is also a fire cultivator like Brother Yuwen."

"Only one person?" Yu Wen Xiaoyan looked solemn.

"Only one person!" Han Ping added, "Qin Zhiling had no other wounds on his body, so he probably didn't die in the siege..."

"That's even more unacceptable!" Yuwen Xiaoyan said in disbelief, "Even if I could defeat Qin Zhiling, I wouldn't be able to stop her if she was determined to escape! Alone? Did a Jindan Zhenren sneak in?"

"But it may not be one on one..." Jing Yu was horrified: "Could it be one against four?"

"Four monks besieged Qin Zhiling? But she didn't have any other injuries."

Han Ping muttered, but the next moment his eyes fixed and he spoke word by word, "You mean, Qin Zhiling was one of the four people who attacked one person and was killed?"

boom!

A loud bang sounded in the distance, and a violent wave of magical power dissipated.

"Over there! Go help!"

"Wait! Brother Han, are we trapped in an array?" Jing Yu asked anxiously.

Han Ping said in a serious tone: "Han is a little familiar with formations, and he does have a set of mobile trapping formations..."

"The danger this time is probably far greater than any previous one. If there truly is an invincible figure at the Foundation Establishment stage, we must eradicate them completely and leave no future troubles!"

"You guys go provide support first. I'm good at hiding and concealing my presence. I'll quietly set up a trap around here and kill this beast!"

Yu Wen Xiaoyan's face was solemn. "If he is truly a true disciple of a Nascent Soul Sect or a direct descendant of the Immortal Clan, I'm afraid he would have many ways to escape."

Jing Yu said slowly, "Among all the methods of escaping the world, the best is to use the [Great Teleportation Talisman] to move through the void and then reverse and seal the surrounding voids. If used properly, one can even escape the clutches of a Yuanying Zhenjun."

"But this talisman can only be used in this world."

"The blessed land is floating in the vast void. The Great Teleportation Talisman is useless. If we want to escape from the siege, we can only rely on the escape technique!"

"Unfortunately, the Langhuo Blessed Land has restrictions that block the air and lock the ground, making it a perfect place to set up a formation to trap the enemy... Then we only need to block a few of them slightly. With the combined strength of the three of us, this person will be doomed unless he can form a pill before the battle."

Yu Wen Xiaoyan's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, let's do it!"

A beam of green light shot out from Han Ping's hand towards Jing Yu. The ordinary-looking young man said, "Here are the formation flags and the jade slips that record the formation method. Xuan Jing, please do as you see fit."

After that, Han Ping and Yuwen Xiaoyan rushed forward first, but Jing Yu narrowed his eyes and dove into the lake. He was enveloped in a profound aura of suffering, and he completely restrained his aura, burrowing along the lakebed...

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Blood was oozing from the corner of Qiu Zhiyun's mouth, a water magic sword was across his chest, and water vapor was everywhere. A water magic shield in the shape of a black tortoise firmly protected the island where Qiu Zhiyun was. There were three people on the island: Bo Lei, Yuwen Xiaojin, and Wan Lingjun. Among them, Wan Lingjun seemed to have fainted, and Yuwen Xiaojin had his hands on Qiu Zhiyun's back, as if he was drawing magic power to him.

Only Taoist nun Bo Lei had a fierce look in her eyes, with a Xuan Lei magic sword placed across her knees, as if she was accumulating power.

Above the sky, a young man with a strange face stood with his hands behind his back, with dozens of flaming sword lights lingering around him, constantly stabbing at the black tortoise shield, dissipating the moisture of the black tortoise shield, with a relaxed look on his face.

"Bo Lei, your sword power has not been accumulated yet? Xiao Jin and I can't hold on any longer!" Qiu Zhiyun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and said hatefully.

"You're a water-type cultivator, and this island is a natural black tortoise formation, perfectly suited to your mana and true essence. This place also boasts a rare lake formation within the [Langhuo Blessed Land]. With the right timing, location, and people, facing a fire-type cultivator, if you can't hold out for even a moment... you might as well just run headfirst into a wall and die!"

Taoist nun Bo Lei said coldly, the lightning flash of the magic sword between her knees leaped and seemed to be getting brighter.

"Where can I find such a fire cultivator..." Qiu Zhiyun's eyes flashed with fear: "Qin Zhiling was killed by him with a single sword!"

Pain flashed in Yuwen Xiaojin's eyes, but his tone remained calm. "Zhiyun, the reason Zhiling was killed in one blow wasn't just a random blow from this person. If nothing goes wrong, that flaming dagger should be a golden elixir-level magic weapon!"

"How is that possible!" Qiu Zhiyun shook his head and said, "How can he, a cultivator who has reached the perfection of the foundation building stage, activate a magic weapon?"

"That's the Golden Core Talisman! And it's not just any Golden Core Talisman!"

Yuwen Xiaojin's expression was solemn: "My Yuwen family does not lack talismans that contain the power of a golden elixir and can strike at will, but how can they be so powerful?"