"What kind of elixir is this, so magical?" Ling Yu looked at Xuan Bing Mink with doubt. He hadn't heard the conversation between Ling Feng and the others, so he didn't know anything about this elixir.

Xuanbing Mink seemed to see his thoughts, and the little guy's eyes revealed a sense of pride, and his hands kept dancing in the air, as if telling the origin of the elixir.

Ling Yu couldn't see the reason after watching it for a long time, but fortunately he didn't guess, he gratefully touched the hairy head of the Xuanbing Mink, and nodded again and again as if he understood.

The Xuan Bing Sable seemed to be particularly grateful to him, and it meekly lowered its head and rubbed Ling Yu's arm.

The two people in the canopy in the distance couldn't help but laugh when they saw this scene, I didn't expect that the relationship between this man and beast was chased by you and me, life is really wonderful. Moreover, this Xuanbing Mink also gave Ling Yu such a big opportunity, which is embarrassing.

Just as Ling Yu was enjoying a moment of peace, a powerful spiritual fluctuation suddenly broke into the scope of his divine sense. That consciousness was very aggressive, and it was disgusting. Feeling that fluctuation, the Xuan Bing Sable in Ling Yu's arms also kept trembling and trembling. As if sensing the fear of the Xuan Bing Mink, Ling Yu quietly hugged it into his arms, and the Xuan Bing Mink glanced at Ling Yu gratefully, then buried it in his arms, motionless.

Seeing that Xuan Bing Mink's mood gradually stabilized, Ling Yu quietly clenched his short sword, because he felt that the fluctuation was coming towards the Xuan Ice Mink in his arms. Although he is not a good man and a woman, this Xuanbing Mink once gave him the pill, and he can be regarded as his friend, and Ling Yu will not ignore those who have malicious intentions towards his friends. Sensing that the fluctuation was getting closer and closer, Ling Yu slowly raised his head and looked ahead.

A middle-aged man appeared in Ling Yu's field of vision, this person was about forty years old, dressed in a yellow robe, holding a dust whisk in his left hand and an oil lamp in his right hand, which was very strange. The man wore a yellow hat that covered the bun on top of his head. His face was sallow, with a hint of sickness. The Daoist's eyebrows were very light, and his eyes were slender and glowing with an evil light. The two mustaches are divided to the sides of the corners of the mouth, and it is not too much to describe him with the sharp-beaked monkey gills, this person knows at a glance that he is not a good person.

When the middle-aged Taoist saw Ling Yu, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. But he still stepped forward, and said with a smile: "Little brother, hello." ”

Ling Yu wanted to leave, but when he saw the Taoist greeting him, Ling Yu had no choice but to return the salute, and said lightly: "The immortal chief is polite, I don't know if the immortal chief stops down, but what advice do you have?" As the saying goes, "raise your hand and don't hit the smiling person", especially when Ling Yu's purpose for the Taoist is not clear, he doesn't want to cause more trouble.

"Eh, I don't dare to say it, but what the little brother has in his arms is a three-thousand-year-old Xuanbing mink, this living soul is the treasure that people in the world practice dream of, and the elixir refined with its flesh and blood can live and die, flesh and bones. Since I met it today, it is also the fate of the two of us, do you think this is good, you give it to me, and I will exchange it with you with a good mental method to ensure that you do not suffer losses, so that the two of us can be regarded as friends. The greed in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist is undisguised.

When the Xuan Bing Mink in Ling Yu's arms heard the words of the Daoist, he trembled all over, his body was weak and sifted through the chaff, obviously very afraid of this Daoist.

"I'm sorry, this Xuanbing Mink is my friend, even if your mind is unparalleled in the world, I don't dare to ask for it. Therefore, please forgive the immortal for not being able to obey his fate. Ling Yu already had a grudge against this Dao, and after hearing him say this, his heart was even more disgusted.

"Oh, that's it, but it's a fierce beast, you are a human being and a fierce beast to be friends, tsk, since the little brother refuses to cut his love, then I have to be a wicked person. Speaking of this, the middle-aged Taoist looked hideous. As soon as he shook the dust, a huge wind blew towards Ling Yu, and at the same time, his palm grabbed the void in the direction of Ling Yu.

Ling Yu felt a strong wind coming, and hurriedly covered her cheeks with her cuffs. At this moment, he suddenly felt empty in his arms, and Ling Yu looked down to see that the Xuanbing Sable had flown out of his arms and was led into the hands of the Daoist by a huge suction.

The Taoist looked at the Xuanbing Mink in his hand, and a burst of unbridled laughter came out, and the laughter was hoarse and sharp, very harsh.

"Let him go!" Ling Yu's voice was cold and full of coldness. As soon as he took a look, Xuan Bing Mink was caught by this person, which really made his face dull. Moreover, this Xuanbing Mink is his friend, and the Taoist has already touched his reverse scales by doing so.

"Are you talking to me?" The middle-aged Taoist looked at Ling Yu with a fierce look in his eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person.

Ling Yu doesn't talk nonsense, his left hand runs "Nine Turns of Demon Breaking", and his right hand runs "Falling Immortal Jue", and his shot is the strongest killing move. I saw a one-zhang thick blue ice dragon rushing out from the tip of the sword, directly taking the head of the Taoist, and a two-zhang-sized Taiji diagram followed closely behind, also crushing towards the Taoist. Now that his face has been torn, Ling Yu no longer keeps his hand. Besides, what this man did was really annoying.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist, and he handed the Xuanbing Mink to his right hand, and pinched the Xuanbing Mink's neck with the two fingers of his right hand, and the other three fingers carried the oil lamp. The dust whisk in his left hand waved up and down, and an earthy yellow wind swung out with the shaking of the dust, forming a spherical shield about a foot in diameter around his body, enveloping his body inside. The ice dragon breathed in front of him, and the sound of the dragon slammed into the shield. I saw that the ice dragon melted around the shield as if ice met flames, and disappeared silently. The middle-aged Taoist was proud for a while. Immediately afterwards, the Taiji diagram smashed into the shield, and the Taiji diagram seemed to be thin, but it weighed like a thousand catties, and only a sound of cracking could be heard. With a single breath, the shield exploded, and a yellow wind swept in all directions. The Taoist also took a few steps back before he gained a firm foothold.

"Boy, I can't see it, you still have a bit of Taoism, but if you meet me, it's your misfortune!" The middle-aged Taoist threw the Xuanbing Mink to the ground and said sharply: "I'll deal with him first, and then clean you up." After saying that, the Daoist no longer paid attention to the Xuanbing Mink, but raised the dust in his hand and rushed towards Ling Yu.

"Hurry up, Xuanbing Mink, you go quickly!" Ling Yu shouted at Xuanbing Mink while fighting with the Taoist. Ling Yu knew that there would be a big battle later, and he wanted to hold back the middle-aged Daoist first and buy time for Xuanbing Mink to escape, because he didn't know if he could beat the mysterious Daoist in front of him.

Seeing the overflowing sword aura from Ling Yu and the Daoist fighting, Xuan Bing Mink glanced at him deeply, let out a terrible wail, and turned around and ran towards the depths of the jungle.

"Hmph, I'll solve your matter just for a breather, your flesh and blood are not bad, it's just right to refine medicine for me. When I'm done with you, I'll chase it again, you won't be able to run away!" quack quack......" The middle-aged Taoist licked his lips and let out bursts of disgusting laughter.

I don't know how much higher this person's cultivation is than Ling Yu, in less than a quarter of an hour, Ling Yu was in a hurry, overwhelmed, the beads of sweat on his forehead fell drop by drop, and he was about to be defeated.

"Hmph, let you be strong, I'll deal with you first, and then let that little beast go to the underworld to accompany you later!" The middle-aged Taoist waved his robe, and a gust of wind swept towards Ling Yu.

Feeling the wind coming, Ling Yu hurriedly protected his eyes. When Ling Yu opened his eyes again, he saw that the Daoist's dust was only three inches away from his neck, and it was too late to dodge at this time.

"It's over!" Looking at the rippling dust of death, Ling Yu sighed in his heart and closed his eyes.

"Friend, don't do things absolutely, give others a convenience, and also make it convenient for yourself. As soon as the words fell, Di Xun and the others appeared in front of the man in yellow. And the whisk that was about to hit Ling Yu was also picked away by Ling Feng with his sword.

"Grandpa?!!" Ling Yu was already holding the heart of death, and the appearance of Ling Feng and the others pulled him back from the death line, this feeling of desperate life was like a dream, which swept Ling Yu's desperate mood away.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged Daoist asked vigilantly, staring at Ling Feng and the others. He had paid special attention before fighting with Ling Yu just now, and he didn't notice that there were other people around here. The two people in front of them seemed to appear out of thin air, and they were able to rush into the battle circle in such a short time, and they didn't pick off their own dust at all, which shows that the cultivation of these two people is far higher than their own. And all this made him have to be cautious.

"Who are we?!Hmph, you were just going to take my grandson's life, and now you are asking who we are?" Ling Feng looked cold.

"Ah! It turned out to be two fellow practitioners, and they didn't mean anything else, just now they were just learning from this little brother, yes, learning. The middle-aged Taoist knew that the two old men in front of him were not easy to mess with, and he didn't dare to act rashly until he found out the details of the other party.

"Learn, haha, that's good, now I'm going to talk to you too, are you okay?" Ling Feng laughed angrily and said disdainfully.

"Uh...... In fact, today is really just a misunderstanding, since the three of you grandparents and grandchildren are reunited, I will not bother as an outsider, farewell, farewell. The middle-aged Taoist said as he secretly looked around, looking for a way to escape.

"Why, after bullying my grandson, do you want to pat your ass and leave now? What a beautiful thing you think!" Ling Feng had a fiery temper when he was young, and he caught fire when he got older, and later he retracted a little as he got older, but his heart was still very impulsive. Moreover, he was a well-known calf protector, and this middle-aged Taoist Tian shamelessly bullied Ling Yu in front of him, which undoubtedly ignited the anger in his heart.

"Two fellow Daoists, don't deceive people too much!" Hearing Ling Feng's words, the middle-aged Daoist knew that today's things couldn't be good, but fortunately, he tore his face, and it was a big deal that the fish died and the net was broken.

"I'm bullying you, what's the matter!" Seeing the middle-aged Daoist's fierce expression, Ling Feng said with a sneer.

With that, a trace of coldness suddenly flashed under Ling Feng's eyes, and he suddenly lifted his sword and slashed at the Daoist.

In fact, Ling Feng's fire could not be suppressed for a long time, if it weren't for Ling Yu by his side, I am afraid that the middle-aged Daoist would have become a revenant under his sword. Moreover, what this Daoist did was seen by Ling Feng and the others, and they despised the Daoist's behavior. It is also a scourge for such a vicious cultivator to remain in the world, so it is better for them to do the right thing for heaven and put an end to this evil person.

When Ling Feng moved, the Absolute Cold Sword flashed with a faint blue light, slashing towards the Daoist with a huge amount of coercion. The incomparable momentum on the blade frightened the middle-aged Taoist into shrinking his neck, thinking to himself, the old man on the other side is too ferocious, he will do it when he says it, and he will cut it if he doesn't agree with him, like a bandit. He didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly raised the dust and touched each other, and the two fought together.