With the assistance of other immortal cultivators who joined the battle, the whole scene seemed to have become a personal show of the head of Lingyin.

He was already resentful, because the demon girl killed the power of the three Yuan Infant Stage in their sect at once, causing the Lingyin Sect to currently fall below the four major sects and the six great families.

Just now, Yu Yu said the old things again, which distracted Ziyu, who had obviously relented a few days ago and agreed to form a Taoist couple with him.

But now, it's all ruined.

Ziyu knew that he led people to kill the immortals, and he must not stop.

She and the child who killed the immortal didn't die, Ziyu must go to find that child, he must rush ahead of Ziyu, find that child, and then kill him!

The head of Lingyin was furious in his heart, and he wanted to kill all those demon cultivators.

However, after a long time, excluding the eight demon cultivators who were Yu Ji, only two were still dying, and the others were either shattered by the Lingyin master, or they were beaten by him to the point that they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

It's no wonder that they are too weak, it's just that there are only nine of them, and after all, the head of Lingyin is the master of a sect, and if he can achieve this position, he is at least the leader in the immortal cultivation world.

Those immortal cultivators who watched from the sidelines even had nothing to do with themselves, as if they were watching the excitement.

The head of Lingyin looked at the two people who were still holding on not far away, and waved his palm to let the rest of the people leave the battle.

When there were only the three of them left under the Qingyun Sect, the head of the Lingyin Sect suddenly let out a loud shout, and the dense sword light like a steel needle hit the ice shield condensed by one of the female demon cultivators, and suddenly made a piercing sound.

"Ye Ning." Another demon cultivator who was fighting her couldn't help but shout.

The female demon cultivator named Ye Ning turned around and smiled at him, a blush dripping from the corner of her lips.

Ye Ning snorted coldly, holding a long sword in his hand, and holding a beautiful sword flower, and suddenly purple light splashed, which was very beautiful.

She held the long sword in her hand and stabbed at the head of Lingyin, the tip of the sword stabbed a purple light in the air, the head of Lingyin sneered, and suddenly threw away the long sword in her hand, only to hear a bang, the sword actually smashed a crack in the bluestone slab on the ground.

The sword weighs as much as a thousand pounds.

The head of Lingyin clenched his hands into fists, his facial features were hideous, and he waved his fists at Ye Ning.

"Be careful!" Another demon cultivator exclaimed.

Just when Ye Ning was hanging and dodging the violent punch of the head of Lingyin, immediately after, there was a similar fist shadow behind him.

Gangfeng Fist.

Ye Ning's eyes widened, and he said in his heart that he would definitely die.

The other demon cultivator didn't have time to think about it, so he dodged and jumped behind Ye Ning, and struggled to hold the fist shadow of the head of Lingyin, Gangfeng Fist, a punch in front, and a fist shadow printed out from behind, making people unable to parry.

Before the demon cultivator could calm down, a huge force was suddenly ushered in in his abdomen, and his whole body seemed to be torn apart, and he could even hear the sound of his meridians breaking.

Hearing a loud bang, his body slammed into the ground, stirring up flying snow in the sky, and a deep pit was smashed under him.

He only felt a churn in his chest, a fishy sweetness in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Ye Ning trembled with anger, only to hear her shout angrily, all the mana in her body burst out, and almost all the air in front of her was frozen into ice in an instant, intending to stop the head of Lingyin.

Ling Yin's head sneered, followed by a dazzling white light, and Ye Ning felt a sharp sound of breaking the air in the air on his right.

She subconsciously raised her right arm to block the front, and suddenly the overwhelming battle qi pressed down, making it difficult for people to breathe, she heard the sound of her right arm bones shattering, her right arm seemed to explode in an instant, she looked down, and saw that her right arm was shaken open by the head of Lingyin, revealing Sensen's white bones.

Lingyin's narrow eyes were gloomy and cold, he took advantage of the situation on his tiptoes, jumped in the air, his eyes shot a fierce light at this moment, and his palms immediately burst out with strong light.

The air felt as if it had been sliced open, and the hissing sound of breaking through the air was terrifying.

Ye Ning was not at all against the head of Ling Yin.

Sure enough, in the next moment, she heard a sonorous sound, and the sword in her left hand was shattered by the head of Lingyin.

A cluster of open flames suddenly ignited in her cuffs, and the fire was not extraordinary, and she could not extinguish it at all.

The flames went up her cuffs, and the smell of burning skin and flesh spread, Ye Ning's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and her lower lip was bitten by her pain and blood.

The right arm was shattered, and the left arm was burned by open flames.

At this moment, the centrifugal in the Wuchang array had already burst into tears, and he shouted hoarsely: "Don't fight, please don't fight." ”

Master always said how dignified those immortal cultivators at the bottom of the mountain were, but he had never been in contact with them.

Before the master died, he drew a formation and let him hide in it.

He watched as his master was beaten to death by those people, including the head of Lingyin.

He only felt a churn in his chest, a fishy sweetness in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Ye Ning trembled with anger, only to hear her shout angrily, all the mana in her body burst out, and almost all the air in front of her was frozen into ice in an instant, intending to stop the head of Lingyin.

Ling Yin's head sneered, followed by a dazzling white light, and Ye Ning felt a sharp sound of breaking the air in the air on his right.

She subconsciously raised her right arm to block the front, and suddenly the overwhelming battle qi pressed down, making it difficult for people to breathe, she heard the sound of her right arm bones shattering, her right arm seemed to explode in an instant, she looked down, and saw that her right arm was shaken open by the head of Lingyin, revealing Sensen's white bones.

Lingyin's narrow eyes were gloomy and cold, he took advantage of the situation on his tiptoes, jumped in the air, his eyes shot a fierce light at this moment, and his palms immediately burst out with strong light.

The air felt as if it had been sliced open, and the hissing sound of breaking through the air was terrifying.

Ye Ning was not at all against the head of Ling Yin.

Sure enough, in the next moment, she heard a sonorous sound, and the sword in her left hand was shattered by the head of Lingyin.

A cluster of open flames suddenly ignited in her cuffs, and the fire was not extraordinary, and she could not extinguish it at all.

The flames went up her cuffs, and the smell of burning skin and flesh spread, Ye Ning's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and her lower lip was bitten by her pain and blood.

The right arm was shattered, and the left arm was burned by open flames.

At this moment, the centrifugal in the Wuchang array had already burst into tears, and he shouted hoarsely: "Don't fight, please don't fight." ”

Master always said how dignified those immortal cultivators at the bottom of the mountain were, but he had never been in contact with them.

Before the master died, he drew a formation and let him hide in it.

He watched as his master was beaten to death by those people, including the head of Lingyin.