Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

Chen Yunhao's idea was too simple and beautiful. He thought that when he got to the outside world, the sea and sky would be vast and there would be no obstacles along the way. He would never be ambushed by Xiang Zesheng again.

However, he underestimated Xiang Zesheng's determination to kill Cai Lingyun. When the ambush failed, he tried another method.

Just after Chen Yunhao and the other two had been flying for several days, they were suddenly surrounded by six Mahayana cultivators of the same level.

Five of them were covered in black robes, with their faces completely invisible, but only one had his face exposed.

"Xiang Zesheng, are you and I going to settle this today?"

Cai Lingyun looked around with a somewhat grim expression.

Meanwhile, Chen Yunhao on the side was secretly wondering in his heart, since when did the Mahayana cultivators in the spiritual world become so worthless? Both sides had nine Mahayana cultivators, and many large sects did not have so many people.

In addition, Chen Yunhao was also guessing the identities of these people. They didn't dare to show their faces and kept hiding, so they must have come from shady backgrounds. This reminded Chen Yunhao of a very famous organization in the spiritual world.

Strictly speaking, it is a killer organization. As long as they pay with spiritual crystals, there is no one in the world they dare not assassinate.

If one only relies on the monks' connections to win over four or five Mahayana monks, it is almost impossible. With their level of cultivation, they will not offend others easily.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, if you see something's not going well, run away! These people might be from the Shadow Pavilion..."

Zhao Yuyang on the side frowned and secretly sent a message to Chen Yunhao.

Chen Yunhao nodded silently. He valued his life more than anyone else. As long as the green mountains are still there, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood!

But he had promised Cai Lingyun before that he would have a few fights to test his opponent's strength. If it didn't work, he would run away.

"Today, we will fight to the death...!"

Xiang Zesheng is a middle-aged male monk, but his face is a little pale, as if he has never seen the sun all year round, and there is a cold light in his eyes.

As soon as Xiang Zesheng finished speaking, he couldn't wait to take action. Of course, his target was Cai Lingyun.

Joining him in the attack was a black-robed monk beside him.

As soon as the two of them took action, the remaining four black-robed monks also attacked together. They cooperated very well and had already decided on the target, two people against one.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them were separated, forming three battlefields.

As soon as they started fighting, Chen Yunhao felt something was wrong. The two men in black robes did not use their full strength. It was obvious that they were not trying to kill him, but to stop him.

At that moment, Chen Yunhao's mind was as clear as a mirror. Although Yingge charges money for doing things, the price of stopping a person and killing a person are two different prices, and the difference between them is not small.

After all, the opponents are all Mahayana cultivators, not low-level cultivators, who can be killed at will!

Chen Yunhao took a look and saw that Cai Lingyun's side was fighting very fiercely, with the loudest noise and every move deadly. Both sides were really angry.

Looking at Zhao Yuyang on the other side, the two black-robed monks were also trying their best to stop them. Their cultivation levels were similar, and even though Zhao Yuyang was a little anxious, he couldn't free himself for a while.

At this moment, Chen Yunhao felt a little complicated. He was weighing the pros and cons of whether he should continue the fight.

He had to choose between gaining benefits from Cai Lingyun and offending Yingge.

It’s not that Chen Yunhao likes to be hesitant and fussy, but that he has not just one person behind him, but a sect with tens of thousands of people.

The Shadow Pavilion is not an ordinary force, but a poisonous snake hidden in the dark. Its influence is spread throughout the entire spiritual world. It is said that they have branches in the territory of the demon clan.

Once they are offended severely, not to mention Taiyi Sect, even a sect that is several times stronger than Taiyi Sect will not be able to withstand Yingge.

Looking at Zhao Yuyang standing aside, he was also restrained in his actions. There was also a sect behind him and tens of thousands of people under his command. He couldn't help but consider those sect disciples.

"Brother Zhao, how should we deal with this matter?"

There was no good solution on either side, so Chen Yunhao wanted to ask Zhao Yuyang for his opinion.

"Brother Chen, I think you should go first. You must not get involved in this mess..."

There was some hesitation in Zhao Yuyang's words, and this matter made him very embarrassed.

If he didn't have a sect behind him and was alone, these wouldn't be a problem and he wouldn't need to think too much about them.

Even without seeing, Mahayana cultivators can sense the situation on the battlefield.

Cai Lingyun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan at this moment. Xiang Zesheng was desperate and used all kinds of tricks to make him exhausted.

The black-robed monk standing by, although he didn't kill him, was restraining him from the side, making him unable to use his strength and feeling very aggrieved.

Besides, he has been refining pills for many years and is not particularly proficient in magic and magical powers. His cultivation is not bad, but he is still a little lacking in fighting against enemies.

He wanted Chen Yunhao and Zhao Yuyang to help him, and when he glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the difference.

Others fought like it was child's play, neither hurried nor slow, which was obviously different from his side. How could he not figure out the trick?

"Fellow Daoist Chen, Brother Zhao, today I don't ask you to kill my opponent. As long as you can escort me back safely, I promise to refine three furnaces of eighth-level elixirs for each of you..."

Cai Lingyun's words were a bit anxious, but of course they were just empty talk, because he was not yet a master of alchemy and could not refine an eighth-level elixir.

Of course, this promise is also very powerful. It is an eighth-level elixir, which cannot be bought on the market even with spiritual crystals.

Moreover, Cai Lingyun has surrendered himself, so we just need to escort him back safely.

Then there is absolutely no problem. There is no need to kill these black-robed monks, just drive them back. This way, there will be no conflict and everyone will be happy.

Chen Yunhao was cheered up and waved his hand. The spiritual treasures in the hands of the two black-robed monks opposite him suddenly lost control and were caught by Chen Yunhao.

As the two monks were astonished, Chen Yunhao stepped back and flicked his hands several times, and several lightning beads shot out in three directions.

At the same time, Cai Lingyun and Zhao Yuyang also retreated violently together and left the battlefield in an instant.

The lightning beads completely enveloped Xiang Zesheng and the other six people. The other five had never seen such a scene and were a beat slow to react.

Xiang Zesheng had experienced this once before, his face changed, and he quickly retreated.

As soon as Chen Yunhao thought about it, there was a loud thunder and lightning spread everywhere, covering the five men in black robes, leaving them nowhere to hide.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Yunhao and the other two, who had already secretly discussed it, each used their escape technique and transformed into three streams of light and quickly left.

As the saying goes, a slight error can lead to a huge mistake. With just a few breaths of time, it would not be so easy for the man in black to catch up with Chen Yunhao and the other two.