Looking at Cheng Xiang's expression as if he had been frightened and fell into madness, Simba didn't know what was going on. He transformed into a human form, ignoring Cheng Xiang, who was repeating his own words on the spot, but walked to Ling Yu's side, took out the Ice Chalcedony Jade Dew Pill that Ling Yu had given him before, and stuffed it into Ling Yu's mouth. Then, he took out the water bag from his arms and helped Ling Yu take the Ice Chalcedony Jade Dew Pill. Simba shook Ling Yu lightly and asked urgently, "Xiao Yu, how are you?" Simba sensed that although Ling Yu's breath was weak, he was not worried about his life. And what Cheng Xiang did to Ling Yu before, Simba had already guessed it. He despised Cheng Xiang's actions, the other party was obviously an immortal, but he bullied the small with the big and bullied others. Not only did he want to put his juniors to death for the sake of chance, but he also did not hesitate to use evil secret methods to seriously injure Ling Yu.

"Uh!" With a painful groan, Ling Yu finally opened her eyes slowly. Although his breath was still weak, he had regained his senses. At this time, Ling Yu felt that in his mind, the tens of thousands of ants were still gnawing at his brain spinal, making his body weak and his head splitting.

"What's wrong with him?" Ling Yu sat up with a strong spirit, looked at Cheng Xiang in front of him, and asked weakly. Not long ago, he was forcibly invaded by Cheng Xiang with his divine sense, and his secret was discovered by the other party, and his sea of consciousness was almost shattered because of the attack of that spiritual power. At this time, Ling Yu suddenly had a dream, he dreamed of a scene that he had seen countless times before, it was a blood-colored world, a middle-aged man who was nine points similar to him in appearance turned his back to him, and confronted a mysterious existence in a quaint palace in front of him. And this time, by Ling Yu's side, there was another old man, and that old man was Cheng Xiang. Cheng Xiang's face was hideous, and he grabbed Ling Yu's neck fiercely, wanting to kill him. And just when Ling Yu was on the verge of life and death, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around, and the moment he turned around, two purple eyes shot towards Cheng Xiang, and Ling Yu also lost consciousness.

Ling Yu felt as if he was floating in the air, his body without a trace of weight, like a lonely soul wandering in the world, surrounded by fog. There is no sunshine, no stars, no living beings, only Ling Yu's lonely shadow keeps rising and sinking between heaven and earth, he has no direction, aimlessly drifting in the unnamed place. And at this moment, Ling Yu felt as if he heard someone calling his name, and the voice was very rapid and full of worry. In an instant, Ling Yu suddenly remembered many things, remembered his identity, and remembered that he was fighting Cheng Xiang. So, Ling Yu followed the sound and woke up.

"I don't know, maybe, it's because he did too much evil and was punished by God!" Hearing Ling Yu's inquiry, Simba coldly glanced at Cheng Xiang, who had not yet recovered his senses, and replied. Although Cheng Xiang is still a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm, Simba guesses that he should no longer have the strength to fight.

"You are Ling Yu! Hahaha, you really have nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there! Even if you have traces of your past life! What if you are the chosen one! As long as you don't awaken, you are an ant. You bullied my children and grandchildren in the first place, and today I will make you pay for it with blood!" Just when Simba thought that Cheng Xiang would no longer pose a threat to them, he found that Cheng Xiang had regained consciousness at some point. At this time, Cheng Xiang's face sank like water, and the killing intent on his body was extremely condensed, enveloping Ling Yu and Simba. It seems that Cheng Xiang not only regained his senses, but even suppressed the fear in his heart.

Seeing the determination and indifference in Cheng Xiang's eyes, Ling Yu smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing that he had fallen into a desperate situation. Although he didn't know why Cheng Xiang suddenly stopped when he was about to kill him, Ling Yu knew that Cheng Xiang could let go of himself for the first time, but he would definitely not give himself a second chance.

"Xiao Yu, what should I do? It looks like this old man is ready to get serious. Neither of us is his match, and now you're badly wounded...... That's it, Xiaoyu, let's two friends, his goal is you, I won't bother you. Don't worry, I will burn paper for you every year today! Remember, if you need anything, give me a dream, let's contact you with a dream!" Looking at Cheng Xiang who was approaching step by step, Simba swallowed fiercely. He rolled his eyes and whispered to Ling Yu. Then, the spineless lion turned out to be ...... I ran away and didn't look back...... Run!

"Hahaha, Ling Yu, I didn't expect you to have such an unrighteous friend by your side! But think about it, in the face of life and death, what kind of righteous anger is? Hmph, it's just an excuse used by you ordinary people to deceive yourself!" Cheng Xiang looked at Simba's back and snorted coldly.

What Cheng Xiang didn't know was that when Simba seemed to abandon Ling Yu and run for his life alone. He did not flee into the mountains, but ran desperately in the direction of Wanbaolou. At the same time, Simba kept whispering: "Boy, hold on, this lion king will go to Wanbaolou to move you to rescue soldiers now!"

"Cheng Xiang, you don't have to taunt me in a weird way, I know in my heart what kind of person Simba is, and my friend can't take your turn to talk about it. But there is one thing that I am very curious about, what do you see in my sea of consciousness? What kind of scene can make even a strong person in the realm of immortals like a snake and scorpion! Moreover, since you have seen those things that you are afraid of, how do you know that I must not have the strength to fight back? If you kill me today, are you really not afraid of any cause and effect?" Ling Yu didn't know what Cheng Xiang had seen, but judging from Cheng Xiang's actions just now, it seemed that there was really something in the depths of his sea of consciousness that could make the powerhouses of the Immortal Realm fearful, since this was the case, Ling Yu decided to plan and plan to buy time for himself. At the same time, while Ling Yu stared at Cheng Xiang's eyes tightly and questioned him, he was also secretly recovering his spiritual power.

"Ling Yu, I admit that I didn't just kill you today because of your chance and the fact that you had looted the process. It's even more because I already have fear in my heart, I know that if you grow up, not only me, but even our Cheng family is very likely to be implicated, so for the sake of the Cheng family, I must nip you in the bud. Only if you die, our Cheng family will not have any threat!It's useless to talk more, Ling Yu, you should die!" Hearing Ling Yu's doubts, a complicated look flashed in Cheng Xiang's eyes. He thought about it for a long time, and finally looked up at Ling Yu and said in a cold voice. When Cheng Xiang finished speaking, he raised his right palm and slapped it towards Ling Yu's Baihui acupoint. Cheng Xiang's speed was so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage, and he appeared in front of Ling Yu in an instant. Cheng Xiang had used all his strength in this palm, and he knew that the grudge between himself and Ling Yu was too deep to be resolved. Therefore, he must not let Ling Yu live.

Looking at Cheng Xiang's palm, Ling Yu slowly closed his eyes. It's not that he's succumbed to fate, it's that at this time, his ribs are broken, his internal organs are torn, and his consciousness has been hit hard. Cheng Xiang is a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm, Ling Yu can't even move, how can he dodge Cheng Xiang's powerful blow?

And just as Cheng Xiang's palm was about to hit Ling Yu's electric flint, a sneer suddenly came from afar. That sneer contained a Taoist sound, which directly shocked Cheng Xiang in place. And when Cheng Xiang regained his senses again, he found that Ling Yu under his command had been rescued by someone at some point.

Seeing that the duck in his hand flew, Cheng Xiang, who was furious, looked up to the sky and roared, he looked around, looking at Ling Yu's whereabouts. A moment later, he found Ling Yu being supported by a man about thirty years old, leaning against an ancient tree about ten zhang away from him. And that man is Ji Luosheng.

Looking at Ji Luosheng's indifferent eyes, Cheng Xiang suddenly sensed that something was wrong. He turned his head to look behind him, and noticed an old man with white hair appearing behind him. He knew this old man, because the person who sneered just now was him, and this person was the pavilion master of the Spiritual Pavilion in the world, Jiang Rong.

"Jiang Rong!Ji Luosheng!What do you want to do?I am the elder of the Immortal Realm Psychic Pavilion, what right do you have to stop my affairs! I have a deep grudge against this Ling Yu, no matter who it is today, I can't keep him!" Although he had a hunch that things were a little tricky, Cheng Xiang still didn't realize the danger.

"Hahaha, Cheng Xiang, you're so embarrassed! You still know that you are an elder of the Immortal Realm Psychic Pavilion! As an Immortal Venerable, you not only deceived your superiors and subordinates, trying to curry favor with the Holy Prince, but also announced your personal vendetta in the name of holding the Yi Bao Conference. A good Yi Bao conference has been stirred up by you, do you think, are you worthy of becoming an elder of the Psychic Pavilion? Today, I not only want to save Ling Yu, but also let you thoroughly understand that it is not your turn to intervene in the Psychic Pavilion in the world!" Jiang Rong finished speaking, and suddenly stretched out his arm and slapped it towards Cheng Xiang. When Jiang Rong waved his hand, a translucent giant palm flew towards Cheng Xiang, cleansing the power of the Immortal Venerable.

Seeing Jiang Rong's move, Ling Yu was horrified to find that this hidden Pavilion Master of the Spiritual Pavilion in the human world was also a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm, and even his cultivation was much higher than Cheng Xiang's. It was only at this time that Ling Yu finally understood why the Tongling Pavilion could be known as the head of the three major organizations in Huaxia, their background was too profound. Jiang Rong's cultivation alone, I'm afraid it will be on par with Nangong Yu. At the same time, Ling Yu finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that since Ji Luosheng was able to appear here at the same time as Jiang Rong, it meant that Mr.'s words had played a role. Jiang Rong came this time to relieve himself.

Cheng Xiang didn't expect Jiang Rong to be so decisive, and he didn't give himself time to react at all. He already had a hint of realization in his heart that Jiang Rong didn't want to leave a way for himself to survive today. In other words, he came here today not only to save Ling Yu, but also to leave himself in the world forever.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiang used his strongest technique to resist Jiang Rong's offensive. When he was able to dissolve Jiang Rong's palm wind, without a trace of hesitation, he fled directly to the right. He knew that if he continued to entangle with Jiang Rong, he would definitely be killed by the other party today. So, it's important to save your life.

However, when Cheng Xiang had just plunged headlong into the jungle shrouded in moon shadows, a snow-bright dagger swung from the darkness was plunged directly into his chest. The person who shot was extremely fast, and the exercises were extremely weird. He knows where to kill with one hit, what kind of weapon to use to make the opponent powerless, and he knows when to make the opponent have no time to react. When the dagger was inserted into Cheng Xiang's chest, the cultivator in the jungle pushed Cheng Xiang directly against the other party's body and pushed Cheng Xiang under the moonlight. At this time, Cheng Xiang also recognized the person who made the shot.

"It's you!Wang Boxiu!" When Cheng Xiang was pushed out of the jungle by the other party, Cheng Xiang finally saw the other party's face clearly. He pointed at the old man with his hand and roared resentfully. He was not reconciled, because he did not expect that the person who raised the butcher's knife against him would actually be the Elder of the Paradise Pavilion in the Nether Realm who was with him.

"Cheng Xiang, you are cocooning yourself! Actually, I didn't want to kill you, but what you did was so disappointing! This Yi Bao Conference was aimed at promoting the reputation of the Tongling Pavilion and the Bliss Pavilion, but I didn't expect to be messed up by you. People like you are innocent of death!" Wang Boxiu said with a smile on his face.

As the elder of the Paradise Pavilion, Wang Boxiu's methods of killing people are endless. Although on the surface, Wang Boxiu is just an old man, but he is one of the thirty-three evils of the Paradise Pavilion, and he is a cultivator who truly proves the Tao by killing. Someone once said that the person who was targeted by Wang Boxiu was even more terrifying than the king of Hades. Because others kill people just to complete the task, but Wang Boxiu kills people to complete a work of art. Therefore, Wang Boxiu is an extremely special existence in the Immortal Paradise Pavilion, although his status is not the highest, but no one dares to provoke him.

Wang Boxiu looked at Cheng Xiang's face, which was whiter than the moonlight, listened attentively, and after a long time, he spoke again: "After a third of the incense, your blood will be drained, and after a cup of tea, your heart will stop, and after a quarter of an hour, you will be completely killed." Cheng Xiang, I wish you a good dream!"

After Wang Boxiu finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out the dagger. When he drew his dagger, Cheng Xiang fell to the ground in response, and a pillar of blood rose into the sky. Then, Cheng Xiang pointed at Wang Boxiu, and finally his hands hung down weakly, and he slowly closed his eyes.