The three of them felt the smell of blood emanating from Ling Zheng's body, only to feel that their throats were blocked, and their faces were a little pale. The other two looked at the eighth-order cultivator of the Heart Refining Rank and watched him make a decision.

"Let's go. The man glanced at Ling Zheng, although he didn't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power from Ling Zheng's body, the aura emanating from him was definitely not fake. And the least person who can enter this is a cultivator of the Mind Refining Realm, how can he not have the ability, then there is only one possibility, that is, this person has hidden his strength.

"Do you want to go, do you want to go?" Ling Zheng sneered, the golden light under his feet was overflowing, his body was like lightning, and he swept to the side of one of them in an instant, and slashed out in his hand.

The man's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to dodge, but it was too late, and the long sword in his hand met him without hesitation. Silently, the long sword in his hand turned into two pieces in an instant, and his body was cut in half from head to toe in an instant.

The other two only felt chills all over their bodies, their faces were pale, and they didn't want to turn around and run as fast as they could, for fear that they would fall into a different place if they ran one step too late.

Ling Zheng sneered, his body flashed, and he only appeared in front of another person refining his mind for a moment. Looking at the man's frightened face, his hand waved out again, and a ghostly light crossed, and the man's head and body were separated, and he still maintained a frightened look on his face until he died.

Ling Zheng turned his head to look at the Soul Refining Eighth-Order cultivator who was already with only one back left, the golden light under his feet was filled, and he chased after him without hesitation.

"You're sure you're going to kill them all. The eighth-order person of Heart Refining looked at Ling Zheng who was stopping in front of him, and there was a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, since he couldn't outrun others, he could only fight.

"From the moment you do it, there should be a sense of death. Ling Zheng said coldly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his breath burst out without concealment.

Although the man's eyes showed fear, when he felt that the terrifying aura on Ling Zheng's body was not much stronger than his own, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He suddenly remembered that he should have been injured at this time, and although he woke up, his injury should not have fully recovered, so he was not without the strength to fight. The reason why he was so afraid of Ling Zheng was because he couldn't see through Ling Zheng's strength, so he naturally regarded Ling Zheng as a ninth-order or even higher cultivator at the beginning, coupled with Ling Zheng's coldness and bloodiness when he killed his companion just now, so he had no idea of making a move at all.

The long sword in the eighth order of heart refining took off his hand, turned into a flash of lightning, and ran towards Ling Zheng, while he himself danced with both hands, and one by one he punched out the complicated handprints.

Ling Zheng waved his hand to split the man's long sword, looking at the gradually rising aura on his body, his expression became solemn, with his current strength, at most it was comparable to this person. Of course, if you use the power of rebellion, it shouldn't be difficult to kill this person, but in the past few days, you have already used the power of rebellion twice, and if you borrow it again, I'm afraid that it won't take how long it will take for the essence in your body to recover. In this pure land full of crises, there must always be some hole cards.

A blue light flashed in the man's eyes, and a huge white tiger appeared in his hand, the white tiger raised its head, opened its mouth and pressed towards Ling Zheng with ripples.

Ling Zheng's expression changed slightly, he sensed a threat from this ripple, and without hesitation, the Sky Splitting Palm slapped out and stopped in front of him.

A palm collided with the ripples spit out by the white tiger, silently, but he could vaguely see that the surrounding space was actually rippled. Ling Zheng's body involuntarily took a few steps backwards under the impact of this ripple, only to block it, his brows furrowed slightly. He could feel that the extraordinaryness of this spiritual skill would definitely not be much lower than the power of the Heaven Splitting Palm, otherwise it would not have forced him back so easily. Don't look at him, he only has the cultivation of the fourth order of heart refining, but after these days of cultivation, his spiritual power has become more and more refined, and he has a faint tendency to break through to the fifth order of heart refining. In terms of true strength, even if he encounters a cultivator of the ninth order of heart refining, he must not be without the power of a battle.

In just a moment, Ling Zheng felt that the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, but at this moment, he felt light, only to see that the corner of the man's mouth was bleeding, his face was pale, and his eyes were horrified. This White Tiger Roar was a spiritual skill he had obtained from an ancient cave, and with this spiritual skill, even a person who had been refining his heart at the ninth order could make a hard move, but at this time, he was only forcing people back a few steps. In just a moment, his spiritual power had already been consumed, and without the support of his spiritual power, the white tiger would naturally dissipate.

Ling Zheng looked at the man who had fallen to the ground, his body slowly walked to his side, and he waved it against his fate, and a blood splashed up. Ling Zheng squatted down slowly, he was very curious about the spiritual skill that this person had just used, so he naturally wanted to try his luck and see if the cultivation jade slip of this spiritual skill was hidden on him. Ling Zheng groped for a moment, his eyes suddenly filled with joy, only to see a slightly yellowed jade slip being groped out by Ling Zheng, and there were still slight cracks on the jade slip, which was obviously about to break. Ling Zheng probed his spiritual power in, and suddenly there was a white tiger roar, and a few big words on the Xuan Rank Spiritual Technique. It was just a moment that he had taken back his spiritual power, and now was not a good opportunity to cultivate, nor was it a good place to cultivate.

"Boy, let go of the little junior sister. As soon as Ling Zheng stood up, he heard a cold drink coming from behind him.

"You're from the Phantom Spirit Sect. Ling Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, turned his head to look at the person who spoke, and said lightly.

"Since you know that I am a member of the Phantom Spirit Sect, then you should know the identity of my little junior sister, and let her go quickly. The man's face was arrogant, and he looked at Ling Zheng with undisguised hostility in his eyes.

"You know me. Ling Zheng looked at him and said lightly.

"Who are you, how can I know you, why don't you hurry up and let go of my little junior sister. That person's expression changed slightly, how could he not know Ling Zheng, at that time, outside the Pure Land Portal, Qian Han went directly to the place of the Lingyin Sect to find Ling Zheng, how could they not pay attention. After all, Qian Han is not only beautiful, but also the only daughter of the sect master, if you win her heart, you can definitely increase your status a hundred times in an instant.

Although Qian Han is usually a little naughty, occasionally putting laxatives in their meals, occasionally painting turtles on their faces while they are cultivating, although she always likes to play some pranks when she has nothing to do, but she is still young, and she will always grow up slowly. And as long as she wins her heart, she will definitely be obedient at that time, an obedient and well-behaved, cute and beautiful, and respectful girl who doesn't have a little thought. And even if you can't get it, there are so many senior brothers in the sect who are better than yourself, why do you have to like people from other sects.

"You know me. The corners of Ling Zheng's mouth hooked a trace of arc, and he still spoke lightly.

"You ......" the man was anxious, wouldn't you say anything else than that.