My family is cultivating immortality, I am working on resources in another world

Outside the Lin family’s door.

Like the Jiang Mansion, all the clansmen looked around vigilantly, and there was a lot of movement of people in the courtyard.

Several young and strong monks, with arm-long sabers tied around their waists, waited solemnly for the storm to come.

Everyone has his or her own job and does his or her own thing.

It was unprecedented unity.

Seeing Zhang He rushing back, the Lin family members were a little emotional.

But she saw Jiang Ming walking calmly in front of her.

His eyes suddenly became alert again.

After the announcement, all the clan members quickly gathered as if they had encountered the murderer of their father.

They drew their swords skillfully and were led by a white-haired old man.

They all rushed out of the courtyard.

They stood in front of the door in an orderly manner, like a human wall, firmly showing their attitude.

He looked at Jiang Ming with murderous intent.

Angry curses gradually rose from the crowd.

Continuously.

The most powerful person here is the old man in black clothes, whose cultivation has reached the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.

I think it is the Lin family's last resort.

Although he had a high level of cultivation, in Jiang Ming's eyes, he obviously posed no threat.

No matter how much an old man resists, he can't turn the tide.

If you intend to kill people.

Just throw the Red Flame Talisman out like it’s free.

In a flash.

This mob will be defeated.

But Jiang Ming obviously didn't want to do that.

Having just recovered from a serious injury, he didn't want to expend too much energy and time.

He turned around and winked.

Zhang He immediately understood and walked up to Jiang Ming to express his attitude.

Seeing that she had turned against them, the clan members were filled with curses.

The saliva almost drowned her.

Not caring, Zhang He did not hide his strength and directly used illusion to suppress the tribe members.

But she is not a girl waiting to be married.

Don't understand the ways of the world.

After years of practice and many experiences, Zhang He naturally understood Jiang Ming's intentions.

He made a seal with his hands.

Zhang He's figure became illusory, her aura became somewhat sacred, and the surrounding spiritual energy kept flowing towards her.

The air was contaminated by spiritual energy, appearing somewhat deep and purple.

In the light smoke.

Some monks with weak mental strength have collapsed on the ground and no one is moving.

Although the few people with stronger strength were able to hold on, they were like duckweed in the rain.

The situation is dangerous and it is difficult to take a step forward.

The old man in black clothes showed a look of deep sorrow when he saw this scene.

Despite his great strength, this illusion still caused him considerable trouble.

Take a pill.

The old man in black gradually regained consciousness.

Taking this opportunity, he pulled out a long knife and cut his wrist.

His expression immediately cleared up and he glanced at Zhang He coldly.

The old man's voice was a little cold.

He shouted in extreme grief and anger.

"You vixen, how can you be so shameless? When has the Lin family ever treated you unfairly?

Now that we are in trouble, instead of helping you, you come to harm us. Our clan is truly in dire straits!"

He snorted coldly.

Zhang He's eyes were sharp, and she was somewhat disdainful of the old man's words, and she walked forward slowly.

She also felt a little angry.

He looked at the old man angrily and scolded him in a deep voice.

"Don't act like a good guy here, favor? What a joke!

When I had just broken through and was weak, was it you who came up with the idea of ​​sacrificing my blood to pass on my skills?

If I hadn't held back, I would have been killed by you, old man!"

His face was neither red nor white, and the old man did not refute.

Although he lacked confidence, he still spoke with confidence.

"For the better development of the Lin family, appropriate sacrifices are necessary!"

My body was shaking with anger.

Zhang He didn't want to argue with him anymore. After shaking her body for a while, she immediately used her unique Shadow Step.

Quickly approach the old man.

She struck out with her palm at a very tricky angle!

This palm technique is full of sinister energy and is as powerful as the Soul Refining Banner.

The force was fierce and decisive, almost as fast as a sword move.

Causing a sonic boom in the air.

It was as terrifying as a ghost gnawing at one's heart, and the wind from the palm was cold and biting, making one feel as if falling into an ice cave.

I got hit by this slap.

The old man's face suddenly looked bad. He knelt on the ground, holding his chest, and kept spitting blood foam.

The bean-sized eyes turned a few times, and suddenly a ferocious look appeared.

"You evil woman, you will die a miserable death!"

After uttering a vicious curse.

Knowing that he had no way out, the old man seemed to have given up completely.

Activate a secret method and start burning blood and energy.

Fighting back with all my might.

His face was pale and his body was already skinny.

At this point only a layer of skin and bones remained.

At the same time, his strength increased several times in an instant.

The condensation level of spiritual energy has almost reached the edge of the Jindan realm.

The old man had accumulated so much strength, but he was not going to fight to the death with Zhang He.

But they want to die together!

He was really cruel.

There was no intention to leave even a complete body.

His whole body was filled with violent energy and spiritual energy. He expanded rapidly like a balloon.

Even so, he still had no intention of stopping.

He stood up very quickly.

He was like a breeze, appearing silently beside Zhang He.

The skinny arms were now extremely powerful.

He strangled her neck tightly.

Zhang He is proficient in illusion, but his body is very fragile.

There is no place that can withstand such torture.

Subdued by a powerful force, she showed an extremely vulnerable side.

His face was flushed, his breathing was weak, and his eyes were a little dull and pale.

Almost out of breath.

The old man was determined to kill her.

No matter how Zhang He hit and scratched him, he refused to let go.

His eyes were extremely crazy.

His expression was almost ferocious and crazy.

Sharp sneers emanated from his mouth.

He looked at Jiang Ming coldly and spoke with an extremely resentful tone.

"Don't even think about living. I want you to be buried with the Lin family!"

See him chasing after me.

Jiang Ming was a little flustered and pretended to run away.

But he felt a little reluctant to part with Zhang He, his helper.

Thinking about countermeasures in my mind.

Activating a magic talisman, Jiang Ming burst out with astonishing speed.

His body was like a flying bird, drawing a straight line in the air.

With the help of the speed boost of the magic talisman.

He began to struggle with the old man.

The two chased each other, but the distance was always kept within the safety line.

It can be said that just delay a little longer.

Jiang Ming's life will not be in danger at all. The only drawback is that Zhang He cannot be saved.

Try to keep your mind calm.

While retreating and analyzing the pros and cons, he looked back for an opportunity, hoping to wait for the old man to reveal a flaw.

I can tell.

This old guy was extremely cautious and was determined to take Jiang Ming and Zhang He with him to death.

At this time, Zhang He was already dying.

No fighting power at all.

Throw out a red flame talisman to block for a moment.

Jiang Ming became furious and took out a jade flute from Zhang He's storage ring.

Start trying to play.

Although he knew nothing about illusion, there was no other way at this moment.

If the old man cannot be controlled by the sound of the flute.

Then Zhang He would have no choice but to die.

Instead of waiting to die, it is better to make one last attempt.

I blew it a few times awkwardly, but the effect was not obvious.

Jiang Ming was anxious.

He accidentally called upon the wrong power and injected the power of curse into the flute!

It's like a novice driver who suddenly encounters danger and wants to step on the brakes, but instead steps on the accelerator!

A sudden change occurred, and Yuxiao was invaded by the power of curse.

Not only did it not die down or stop making any noise, but it instead emitted a clear and beautiful sound on its own.

The lingering sound lingers like a wisp.