When he was about to reach the Immortal Cave, Ling Lang slowed down, and then gently put down the white fox in his arms, because he had already felt that the Immortal Cave was covered by a small maze.

Although it was only less than a stick of incense, Kong Qingyan actually felt that she was about to fall asleep just now, and she would be happy if she was "thrown away" at this time? She turned her head to look at Ling Lang, her two pale blue eyes were filled with dissatisfaction and a hint of doubt.

Ling Lang smiled slightly, stopped, squatted down and touched her head, but did not speak. Then he straightened up again, straightened his face, looked at it, chose a slightly biased direction, and flew over.

During the flight, Ling Lang also began to use his soul thoughts, slightly changing the appearance of his soul body, making himself look like a young man of twenty-five or sixteen. He looked up at the sunset in the west, only the small half had just fallen behind the mountain, and as expected, the other party should have come in advance.

Kong Qingyan came back to her senses at this time, and she couldn't care about being petty anymore, and followed him quietly.

The two of them tried their best to restrain their breath, came to the upwind of the side of the fairy cave, and found a mountain rock to block their bodies slightly. Seeing in front of the waterhole in the fairy cave, sure enough, there was already a "person" in gray clothes. The man had short hair, dressed as a modern person, but there was a cyan vitality on his face, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

The gray-clothed man seemed to have been here for a while, probably not seeing the fox nineteen come out, he was a little impatient, and his soul body flashed, and he entered the fairy cave.

Ling Lang couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw it, in this way, the two sides would inevitably have to face each other directly in advance, he originally wanted to observe for a while, plan before acting. I don't know if the green fox is inside, or if he has already hid with the clan "people".

This is not the time to think too much, "Let's go", he gently greeted Kong Qingyan and took the lead in flying towards the Immortal Cave.

Along the original fork in the road, when the two came to the fox cave, they saw that the gray-clothed man had already raised a long sword, and he wanted to stick it straight into the mountain wall. The two of them looked at it, and the place was where the fox clan had entered and exited the cave before.

I don't know what will happen, but looking at its actions, it is certain that nothing good will happen. Now the remaining fox clan in the cave is the highest cultivation of a green fox in the three realms, and it is barely possible to make a little confusing means against ordinary people. The fox clan itself is not good at fighting, and against the human monks, they almost lose nine out of ten battles in the same realm.

Kong Qingyan was anxious, and said softly: "Stop." And then he pounced on it entirely.

The gray-clothed man seemed to have realized it, the long sword inserted in front of him, turned his momentum and slashed back, a golden light flashed, the breath was magnificent, and the speed was extremely strange, and the four-tailed white fox didn't have time to react, and with a "boom", it was repulsed. Not only did the smooth fur on the white fox's body suddenly become dull, but even a pair of forefeet were cut off by this sword, flowing out dripping white liquid, which was miserable, but it was already injured and the soul and mind were already injured.

Ling Lang was shocked in his heart, this person, the High Order of the Four Realms?

He hurriedly rushed over and hugged Kong Qingyan and injected her with a wisp of natal essence, hoping to alleviate her pain a little and help her repair her soul body as soon as possible.

The gray-clothed man turned around slowly, and saw that Ling Lang was healing his companion's injuries, he was not in a hurry, he didn't seem to plan to take advantage of the situation, and said with a sneer: "Uncle Zugong has a sense in his heart, and he calculated that someone will come to spoil my good deeds, it turns out that it is really you, are you going to erect this beam for others?" The voice was like a steel wool ball scraping glass, sharp as a thorn, making people feel like being scratched by a cat, extremely uncomfortable.

Ling Lang stared at the gray-clothed man in front of him who couldn't see his face clearly, it was estimated that the other party had even deliberately changed his voice, but he didn't know why, he still had a little familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember that he had met there before.

"Who are you? Why are you embarrassed by such a small group of foxes?, and you are doing this to my friend?" Ling Lang asked coldly, deliberately keeping his voice as low as possible. He saw that his opponent would hurt people when he made a move, and he knew that he would definitely not be good today. The reason why he still asks such nonsense is just to buy some time, so that Kong Qingyan can recover more, so that he can have the ability to protect himself. At least in case she can't beat it later, she can run away quickly.

"Hehe, it's not stupid, it's going to delay time, but will I let you get your wish?" said the man in gray with compassion, and with his backhand, he wanted to use the long sword in his hand to stab the fox hole.

Destroy the mountain gate?

I couldn't think about it so much, so I threw the four-tailed white fox, who had already recovered on both feet, but his complexion was still a little decayed, and threw it to the entrance of the cave, Ling Lang took a step forward, and said in his mouth: "Mountain, mountain, mountain, mountain......."

A soul mountain blocked the entrance of the fox cave, and the other two mountains and the hundred miles mountain range all smashed into the gray-clothed man.

Although Ling Lang has always been defined as a soul guard, his soul body is different from ordinary people, and he deeply feels that his soul is concrete, always in a passive beating, fighting with others, and often losing the opportunity. For this reason, he and Bai Qijun Soul and Guan Gong Holy Soul have all discussed how to change, and the answers of the two great gods are almost the same.

In their previous era, there was no such definition of offense and defense as it is today. No matter how tightly guarded, it is all for the final pending. There is no fortress in the world that cannot be attacked, blindly defending, if it is only a part of the team's tactics, then it is barely desirable, but it is absolutely impossible to fight against people alone.

Ling Lang asked them, what should they do, Guan Gong's holy soul made a final decision, only a strong enough mind can turn defense into attack. His own soul body attributes are peculiar, seemingly qualitative, but in fact, there is still a lot of potential to be explored, of course, unless he himself wants to try to change, and then in the tempering again and again, gradually try, there is no other better way.

The enemy is not on the mountain, but the mountain is the enemy. Ling Lang had tried this idea in the past, but except when Soul Mountain first appeared, it was relatively easy to control the direction, and after it really appeared as a whole, it was difficult to move, or it didn't move fast enough. He hadn't really encountered too strong an opponent alone before, otherwise this shortcoming would have been infinitely magnified.

Fortunately, Soul Mountain later discovered that it was possible to stack mountains, and Ling Lang's idea was slowly realized.

Ling Lang can be regarded as a person with a gentle personality, and it is difficult for him to fight for his life at every turn, but the people around him are actually his counter-scales. Today, this gray-clothed man cultivated on his own, and he didn't ask the reason, and he injured Kong Qingyan with his sword, which touched his bottom line. He can actually be regarded as a paranoid, the so-called dragon's reverse scales, and he will kill if he touches it.

Being pointed at in the soft underbelly is the easiest way to make people angry. In order to gain time just now, Ling Lang had already suppressed it as much as possible, and this moment exploded, so it didn't matter a lot? And sometimes, anger is also a kind of power, and that power makes the usually difficult Soul Mountain move, and it actually becomes mellow and natural.

The three mountains are together, Mount Tai is at the top, I'm afraid it's just that. The gray-clothed man was also shocked in his heart, and the opponent didn't know what secret method was used to cover it up, but he could only vaguely know that the other party should not be very old, but he never imagined that it would be a powerful character who was a mid-level consummation of the four realms and stepped into a high-level with half a foot. It seems that although he got that big opportunity, he still can't underestimate some geniuses in the world.

He said lightly in his mouth, and then the four cyan backlights stood out, like a light building erected, nine zhang high, like a pillar of the sky, and it was just right that it withstood the downward pressure of the soul mountain above his head.

Ling Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was cold, and he shouted lightly in the air: "Stacked Mountains." As soon as the two words came out, the two "Datian Peaks" were stacked on top of the main peak of the phantom of the mountain range, weighing more than 10,000 jun.

"Click, click......" The solid cyan light building like King Kong was actually pressed to the point that it began to crack, and it was pressed down inch by inch.

Seeing this, the gray-clothed man hurriedly spit out a mouthful of Jingyuan on the long sword in his hand, and then rushed straight up like a dragon. "Break it for me", the gray-clothed man waved his sword and shouted angrily, and the three-foot green peak in his hand actually spit out a long cyan aura, cold and cold, divided into gold and jade, and indescribably sharp and sharp.

The aura slashed on the Soul Mountain, and the Soul Mountain could not be stopped, and it was cut off piece by piece, and even some of the side branches of the Hundred Miles Mountain Range were either picked up by a sword, or cut off, or pierced. And the cyan light building finally stopped the trend of cracking, and firmly withstood the soul mountain.

Seeing that Soul Mountain was being cut off turnips, cut cakes, and eaten piece by piece, Ling Lang's soul turned: "Give me out." Suddenly, the three black dragons on the Soul Mountain, as well as the twin shadows of the rivers, all appeared.

The river was rushing, and the real dragon was devouring, and if you could see the face of the man in gray at this time, you could see his terrifying expression. He hurriedly sprayed three pale golden essences on the sword, and the green mangs were even more prosperous, and even began to glow with a little golden light, swinging the sword, slashing mountains and rivers. followed more than that, patted his head again, and shouted: "Come out". I saw that the Baihui acupoint above his head actually rushed out of a five-clawed golden dragon, which was the size of a hundred zhang, although it was just a phantom, but he could still barely fight with the three black real dragons.

Seeing this, Ling Lang just wanted to suppress the big mountain that had mountain spirits attached to it, but as soon as this thought arose, he was worried that it would hurt those blue gray fox clans, so he gave up.

But in today's game, he vowed not to die, so he simply gritted his teeth and wanted to do the trick he had never tried. Of course, he doesn't have a backhand, but he doesn't want to ask Guan Gong Holy Soul for help, as he once said: Your own is yours.

"Lotus". The soul lotus appeared in mid-air, the size of four zhang, the lotus leaves were heavy, like ink and green, and the lotus petals were stacked on top of each other, pink and white and crystalline.

The little man in the lotus was already thirteen or fourteen years old, but his face was also deliberately hidden by Ling Lang, and after a thick fog, a pair of lightly closed eyes were revealed.

"Repression. These two words are clearly like the sound of a child, but they are like the Buddha's mantra, which is grand and vast. Behind the thick fog, a pair of lightly closed eyes opened suddenly, and the divine light shone brightly. Then the "little man" actually stood up, folded his hands, bowed his head slightly, and the lotus platform suddenly turned sharply, turning left and right, like a yin and yang fish, and suppressed the gray-clothed man.

When the gray-clothed man saw it, he couldn't care about the Soul Mountain anymore, so he hurriedly raised his sword and stabbed it at the lotus platform, and it was a mouthful and a half of pale golden essence, sprayed on the long sword. But it is already the end of the strong crossbow, and the essence is exhausted.

"Bang ......", there was a soft sound, but it was the long sword that was just hurriedly practiced, and it couldn't withstand the infusion of the essence element and the huge external force, and the whole thing was shattered.

The gray-clothed man was heartbroken, and hurriedly put aside the long sword in his hand with only a bare hilt, and his hands were like overlords carrying a tripod, trying to resist the soul lotus that was rapidly pressed down like a grinding plate.

"Ah......h

The vitality was tumbling, and the pale golden liquid was splashing everywhere, and the miserable situation was far worse than when he had broken his feet just now. And if you hesitate for a while, it is estimated that the good head will be turned into powder.

At this time, the man in gray still has a trace of ambition? Kankan stopped screaming and shouted: "Escape." Then his hands were like geckos with broken tails, and at his arms, they were separated, like flints, and exploded to the bottom of the soul lotus, and then the golden light flashed, and the whole thing disappeared.