I traveled through time and space to become an immortal, but I died at the beginning

Looking at Master Wang Ming's expression, Xuan Kun shook his head and ignored him. He wanted to ask about the two maids, Xiao Lan and Xiao Lu.

But after thinking about it, he decided to give up. This old man probably has no intention of answering at the moment. Although he will answer from his heart due to his own strength, he is not a heartless person.

The day passed quickly. The place Xuan Kun chose was extremely remote, and basically no cultivators would fly over it.

When night fell, Xuan Kun led the Wang family monks to head north.

On the fifth day, Xuan Kun suddenly sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power from a battle ahead.

Just as he was about to bypass this place, his spiritual sense sensed a familiar fluctuation of spiritual power.

He couldn't help but think, "This spiritual power fluctuation must be the battle between Jindan cultivators. It looks a lot like that fat guy! There are also two familiar spiritual power fluctuations, but they are relatively weak. They must be from the foundation-building stage. I wonder who they are?"

Thinking of this, Xuan Kun decided to go and take a look to understand the situation. Maybe Jueming Valley had already attacked, and he would not have to escort these weaklings anymore.

He instructed Master Wang Ming who was standing aside, "Head of the Wang Family, there must be a war going on ahead with the forces of Jueming Valley. I will go and take a look. You guys hide here and ensure your own safety."

Having said this, Wang Mingfu disappeared while looking confused.

In the dark night, there is a huge villa built around the mountains. At this moment, the sky above it is lit up. In the night, there is not only the faint glow of moonlight, but also a group of colorful spiritual spells flashing between heaven and earth.

Xuan Kun flew closer, and his Nascent Soul consciousness could see clearly that a group of purple-clothed monks from the Jueming Valley were currently fighting a group of pink-clothed monks from the Hehuan Sect.

The highest level of cultivation on both sides is the middle stage of the Core Formation Stage, and the lowest is the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. There is not a single Qi Refining cultivator to be seen.

Only on the ground, lying in a pool of blood, there was a group of Qi-refining cultivators and several Foundation-building cultivators.

Among this group of cultivators, there were people Xuan Kun was familiar with.

On the side of Jueming Valley, the cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan was a fat man. He was none other than Xing Kaihe, the elder who participated in rescuing the Jia and Jie families by the Wumeng Lake fourteen years ago.

Fourteen years later, this person's cultivation, which had been accumulated for many years in the early stage of the Jindan period, has now broken through to the middle stage of the Jindan period.

Xuan Kun also sensed two other familiar figures, Leng Lingxi and Wang Tianmei, whom he had not seen for fourteen years.

Both of them originally had single spiritual roots, but now they both broke through. Leng Lingxi has entered the late stage of foundation building, and Wang Tianmei has also reached the middle stage of foundation building.

Considering their age, their cultivation speed is really fast. They are both only in their thirties, but their cultivation speed is so terrifying.

Suddenly, Xuan Kun saw two familiar figures again. They were Wang Tianming and Wang Tianhuai from the Wang family. At this moment, both of them had already established their foundation and became cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Kun smiled and thought to himself, "It's normal for those two little girls to have natural spiritual roots. These two boys have good opportunities too. The Wang family has two more foundation-building players. I've been optimistic about this boy more than ten years ago. I wonder how far he can go."

Suddenly, Xuan Kun's smiling face turned gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on a figure. The figure looked to be only about forty years old, with a feminine appearance, and had the cultivation level of the middle stage of Jindan.

It was the person who led the Hehuan Sect. Xuan Kun remembered deeply that there was this figure outside the Xuan family's formation sixteen years ago. As a cultivator with a photographic memory, it was impossible for him to forget this person.

"I didn't expect to meet an old friend again! Yanxia is the first one, you are the second one, and there will be a third and a fourth one later. Before I am strong enough, we will take them one by one. There is no rush, no rush."

Xuan Kun uttered these words in a calm tone, his eyes were indeed extremely cold, staring at the man like an eagle's.

This person is different from Yanxia. Yanxia was discovered by Xuan Kun by accident, while this person was imprinted in Xuan Kun's mind. Their hatred values ​​are naturally different.

In the distance, dozens of people were fighting each other. Magical weapons and talismans kept flying out, emitting strong spiritual light in the air.

The only Jindan cultivators on both sides were at the battlefield high above the villa, and there was also a violent collision at this moment.

Xing Kaihe controlled a huge golden ruler and kept rotating it, smashing it towards the middle-aged man in pink robe opposite him.

The two pink jade rings around this person's body continuously blocked the giant ruler, and from time to time he would use one to sneak attack Xing Kaihe, but they were all knocked away by a single rotation of the golden giant ruler.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Kun remained silent and motionless, always paying attention to every move in the sky, waiting for the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. Although his spiritual sense was locked on the Jindan battlefield, he also sent a few strands to look elsewhere.

Below the Jindan battlefield, dozens of foundation-building cultivators were fighting each other.

Xuan Kun looked at Leng Lingxi. More than ten years had not brought any changes to him. This woman was still as beautiful and charming as before.

There was a hint of coldness between her brows. Xuan Kun knew that it was due to her spiritual roots and the cultivation techniques she had practiced, but it made her an icy beauty, so cold that it was astonishing.

But at this moment, Leng Lingxi was facing an attack from two cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage. There were many Foundation Establishment cultivators who had gone deep into the Hehuan Sect, and their cultivation levels were also higher.

Although she has the Nascent Soul Talisman, the spiritual power required by the Nascent Soul Talisman will drain her, and she must not use it lightly in a melee.

With an icy flying sword in his hand, he continued to resist the combined attacks of the two Hehuan Sect monks. Suddenly, Leng Lingxi made a hand gesture and a sword wave flashed out from the sword body.

He directly repelled the two people's magic weapons, and at the same time took out a red talisman from his arms and injected spiritual power into it to activate the talisman.

The talisman turned into a fiery red spear and appeared above her head. The two people opposite saw this scene.

At the same time, he shouted, "Talisman?"

"Work together to resist!"

That’s right, although Leng Lingxi didn’t dare to use the Nascent Soul Talisman easily, he could use the Core Formation Talisman.

The fiery red spear solidified in just a moment and shot towards the two people opposite.

The two opponents also had rich practical experience. Facing this attack, they had already formed a formation and condensed a five-layer spiritual shield to resist the impact of the fiery red spear.

After seeing Leng Lingxi's skill, Xuan Kun had to admit, "Reincarnation is indeed a technical job. Although you can't use magic weapons when you are building your foundation, you can use talismans. But who among ordinary people can own so many talismans, not to mention that this girl even has Nascent Soul level talismans."

It has to be said that Xuan Kun was a little envious of this girl. He couldn't help but think that since he had traveled through time and reincarnation, why didn't he become a disciple of a super powerful person?

Become a person with extraordinary talents, countless incredible treasures, and a powerful backing.

It turns out that reincarnation is a technical job, but when thinking of the current Jueming Valley, Xuan Kun couldn't help but sympathize with this person, as the child of a high-level member of Jueming Valley.

Leng Lingxi couldn't escape either and could only be liquidated, just like himself. No matter how strong he was, he would still be liquidated.

“Only strength is fundamental”