The First Academy in the Cultivation World

As more and more people entered the dungeon, the number of green and red dots on the small map increased, and the number of signs representing spiritual herbs decreased.

It is becoming increasingly difficult to walk on an empty road.

However, Ling Yan'er relied on the flying boat to avoid most people, until she finished digging up a level 4 spiritual herb, when a girl fell in front of her.

When encountering such a thing, Ling Yan'er's first reaction was to avoid it and pretend not to notice it. After all, she was a weakling.

He is really a scum with a combat power of only 5, but the people who are chasing the girl don’t think so. The three grown men blocked Ling Yan'er's way to retreat.

"Brother, she saw us chasing the monks from Xiaoyao Sect. We can't let her leave!"

"Of course." The man called Senior Brother said with a fierce look, "Little girl, if you want to blame someone, blame the people from Xiaoyao Sect. It's their fault that she ran away to such a place that she ended up in front of you."

Ling Yan'er held the cell phone in one hand and held Dongfang Zichu behind her with the other.

At this moment, she really hated her bad luck for encountering such a murder.

"Fellow Daoist, please let me go. Let's just pretend we haven't seen him! I don't even know that person from Xiaoyao Sect. Even if you destroy the body, I'll pretend I didn't see anything!"

Before Ling Yan'er could finish her explanation, the senior brother's attack came close to her, and the wind blade blew Ling Yan'er's clothes and hair into the air.

But the sharp wind blades dispersed in front of Ling Yan'er, and a protective shield seemed to appear in front of Ling Yan'er, protecting her.

The senior brother who thought he would kill Ling Yan'er with a casual attack took two steps, stopped and turned back, and his two junior brothers also turned back.

Seeing Ling Yan'er unharmed, they were all a little surprised: "What happened? How could she possibly withstand Senior Brother's wind blade?"

"She must have something to protect herself with." The senior brother frowned and said, "With such a low level of cultivation, how could she be brought in without anything to protect herself? I was careless."

Bro, I really didn’t. I don’t know what happened.

"We have no grudges in the past or in the present, so why don't we just let this go?" Ling Yan'er said as she took small steps back.

"Sorry, only the dead can keep secrets."

As the senior brother spoke, he attacked with his sword. It was obvious that he was going to hit with all his strength. Ling Yan'er ran away even though she knew she couldn't outrun him.

The senior brother chopped at Ling Yan'er's protective shield. Although it did not cause any damage to Ling Yan'er, the powerful force still made Ling Yan'er unable to move.

Ling Yan'er fell to the ground, completely panicked. Dongfang Zichu tried to struggle free several times, but Ling Yan'er held him tightly and hid him in her sleeves.

The senior brother used several powerful moves, and the surrounding grass and trees were almost destroyed, but Ling Yan'er was unharmed except for being a little embarrassed by the strong energy.

He couldn't do anything to Ling Yan'er, and Ling Yan'er didn't have anything that could hurt her. She couldn't just throw her phone at someone.

If we throw it out, it would be like throwing a meat bun at a dog, and there would be no return. The three opponents are all in the Jindan stage, and we only have one in the Foundation Establishment stage and one weakling. How desperate would you be to fight with them?

I don't know where the protective shield came from, but it's good enough to save my life.

The three brothers hacked at the shield together for a long time, but it remained unmoved. They couldn't even reach in and touch Ling Yan'er.

The senior brother looked at Ling Yan'er for a moment and sneered, "Do you remember what you said?"

"Of course!" Ling Yan'er raised her right hand holding the phone: "I swear, we've never met! I don't even know your names!"