Song Ning is already twenty-five or sixteen, and Song An is about the same age as Jin Ling, both of whom are twenty-one or twelve years old.

Song Ning was burly and strong, and judging from the pale cyan immortal power that emanated from his body, his cultivation was at the junior immortal master stage. And Song An is still a high-level immortal.

"I haven't had lunch yet. The two of you are waiting here so sincerely, do you want to invite me to dinner?" Jin Ling said jokingly.

"Fart!" Song An scolded, the red glow at the corners of his eyes even more.

"I said, do you two have pink eye, why are your eyes red?" Jin Ling noticed the strangeness of the two.

"Less nonsense!" Song An shouted violently, and rushed forward with a fist, the white light on his body bloomed, and in the white light, for some reason, a strange faint purple light suddenly flashed.

And, his speed, fast!

"Fuyuan Shield!Vajra Protector!" Jin Ling hurriedly urged the immortal power, forming a shield-like protective immortal power in front of him. This immortal skill was learned in the introductory assessment against Zhu Sixi, pondered a rough idea, and then perfected it himself, and even used it in a similar way. Not only that, but the talisman immortal technique Vajra Protector brought by the Vajra Demon Ape Immortal Crystal can also offset about thirty percent of the attack immortal power of the immortals of the same level.

The floating yuan shield plus the vajra body protector are the two defensive immortal skills that Jin Ling only knows.

Song An's fist slammed into the Fuyuan shield, and the cyan immortal power burst in, and the faint purple light on it was even more overwhelming. The floating yuan shield suddenly broke, and the remaining power of the immortal power shook on Jin Ling's vajra protective body, and then quickly broke through and hit Jin Ling's raised arm.

Under the loud noise, Jin Ling was knocked back three steps, his blood was surging, and he was uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.

Such a powerful fairy power. This guy, how could there be purple light mixed with immortal power, that is a sign of the immortal venerable level, he has cultivated to the immortal venerable level? impossible!

It must have been a strange exercise.

A Song An's strength is stronger than his own, so what about Song Ning? If Jin Ling originally had some contempt for the defeat of these two subordinates, then now, he is twelve points vigilant.

Song An punched out again, it was also extremely fast, the fist was powerful, and the white immortal power contained a faint purple glow.

Jin Ling didn't avoid such a trick, but he just had some thoughts about why the other party was different from the norm, and went straight up, changing his moves, and he could block the opponent's subsequent three or four punches.

Suddenly, Song An drank in a deep voice, and his fists came out together, and the purple light on his fists was even stronger. From the point of view of strength, this punch is enough to break the mountain stone and put ordinary people to death, obviously, he has already killed Jin Ling.

Song Ning watched the battle from the sidelines, nodding frequently, obviously very satisfied with the initial power of this Purple Pole Skill.

The two of them, including that Liu Song, under the leadership of Liu Kunwu and Feng Yuelan, also met the mysterious Holy Lord one after another, joined the Na Jia Luo Holy Clan, and practiced the introductory Purple Pole Gong. And they, in the midst of the chaos, even enjoyed things that they never dreamed of.

The evil desires in their hearts are completely hooked.

It was precisely because of this that they were completely dead set on the Holy Clan and Feng Yuelan.

Hearing Feng Yuelan say that Jin Ling had a large amount of property from unknown sources, the two of them were moved. They also knew that Feng Yuelan was not without purpose in revealing these things.

Jin Ling's secret will be revealed here.

Jin Ling was hit by three punches and two kicks one after another. Song An's speed is surprisingly fast, and his immortal power is also abnormally strong. Just in the past, he was still casually discounted by Jin Ling's arm. But now, between his fists and feet, Jin Ling was easily suppressed to death, so that he didn't even have the space to draw his sword.

Hell, even if you take any Qi Boosting Pill, you won't have such power.

The opponent's attack speed is extremely fast, and between empty hands, it is easy to seize the opportunity. There was no way, Jin Ling simply threw the fine iron sword, and also responded with fists. His boxing practice is good, there are two basic boxing methods, Hercules Fist and Violent Fist, he practices every day, although the moves are ordinary, but after a long time of practice, the power is extremely powerful.

In the three moves, Jin Ling was at a disadvantage again, and was punched in his fist by the opponent, and his fist was painful.

No one is fast in speed, no one is strong in strength, and no one is hard in fists, how can this fight still be fought? Not to mention that there is a stronger Song Ning on the other side.

Song Ning saw that Song An had the upper hand, and his face was expressionless. With a smile, the person quickly jumped into the middle of the field and kicked Jin Ling out of Zhang Yu with one kick.

His strength is stronger than Song An, more than several times stronger. The red light in his eyes was also even more intense. On the surface, he was just a junior immortal master cultivator, but in fact, he far surpassed a high-level immortal master and even entered the immortal sect and even a higher level.

Jin Ling was kicked by the power of this kick and the blood in his chest surged, and when he landed, he didn't dare to stay in place to die, and quickly used the instantaneous technique, consuming one-third of the immortal power, and moved to Song An's side in an instant, which was an elbow strike!

Song An was caught off guard at this moment, was hit in the chest, and fell to the ground with blood spraying.

And Song Ning was also like a maggot attached to the bone, and he stepped forward and gave Jin Ling a heavy blow on the back.

"Bang!" After taking a heavy hit, Jin Ling finally spurted a mouthful of blood, and at the same time, a pair of vajra blade claws also bounced out and protected them in front of him.

However, he and Song An were each injured, and Song Ning was still unharmed.

The situation is not good.

Song Ning took a step forward, just about to kill the other party in one fell swoop. That's right, it's killing. Their brothers, in fact, have no mortal grudges with Jin Ling and the others, and he has no intention of killing Jin Ling, just to vent his anger. However, just a few days ago, Liu Yue, the clerk of the firewood team, found him and privately confessed that he was going to kill Jin Ling.

Song Ning didn't know what grievances Liu Yue had with Jin Ling, and he didn't want to know. They had already joined the Holy Clan, and Liu Kunwu was their superior. In the Holy Family, the orders of the superiors must be strictly followed without any discount. This is good, it is a public revenge and a private grudge.

They secretly sent people to observe Jin Ling for a few days, mastered his whereabouts, and finally came out of the battle at this time.

In fact, they also have another goal, which is to plunder Jin Ling's wealth from unknown sources.

Song Ning thought beautifully, and was about to kill the killer, but suddenly found that he couldn't move.

Then he cried out in almost surprise, because he found that his feet, at some point, had been frozen on the ground. The feet are covered with a thick layer of snow and ice that has blended in with the ground.

This ice and snow is not ordinary ice and snow, ordinary ice and snow can be completely kicked and cracked with a random kick, and there is a powerful fairy power attached to it.

Song Ning looked around in horror, only to see that the sky around him seemed to have darkened, the clouds in the sky were gloomy, and the air around him seemed to be full of tiny snowflakes.

How can it snow when the weather is good? The season is not right!

Song Ning suddenly felt that his head was not enough, but then what surprised him happened again. The thick ice and snow on his legs seemed to be alive, growing rapidly, clinging to the rest of his body.

The cold sensation quickly spreads from the legs and feet to the thighs and then to the chest.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that there was a strong man on the side, but when he looked around, he didn't see a single figure.

I panicked in my heart, and couldn't help shouting: "Who is it!"

The wind and snow in front of him gathered, gradually condensed, and in front of him, formed a human form. A man in white, fluttering like a fairy, appeared indifferently.

"It's you!" Jin Ling shouted. This person is none other than the Shangguan Mingxin who has had a one-sided relationship. I met him three years ago, but then I have been close to each other and have never crossed paths again.

Unexpectedly, he reappeared, but he saved his life.

The blood in his body was almost frozen, and the feeling of fear quickly spread through his heart. Song Ning used his purple strength to desperately resist the cold, while looking at Shangguan Mingxin, and hissed: "We don't know each other, why did you help him?"

"Why?" Shangguan Mingxin showed a playful smile, and without explaining, he looked at Song An.

Song Anxin was scared and desperately crawled into the distance, but his legs were quickly frozen to the ground. As soon as he was in a hurry, his originally blood-red eyes became even more crimson.

Shangguan Mingxin slowly approached him, and an ice sword gradually condensed in his hand, the sharp blade flashing in the sun. Looking at his appearance, he is ready to cut down with a sword.

"Don't kill me!"

"Don't kill my brother!"

"Slow!"

......

The last "slow" came from Jin Ling. Shangguan Mingxin didn't care how Song Ning and the others pleaded, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but stop.

"They want to kill you, you don't want to kill them?" Shangguan Mingxin looked at Jin Ling strangely.

"Let them go. Jin Ling said, "After all, although they are different in a thousand ways, they are also from my hometown." Thousands of miles away, it is not easy to meet a hometown person. ”

"They are at fault, but sin does not lead to death. He said honestly.

"Pedantic. The ice sword in Shangguan Ming's palm shattered into slag and spilled on the ground. Then with a wave of his hand, the ice and snow on Song Ning and the others gradually dispersed. ". ”

Song Ning and the others crawled and fled in embarrassment.

Shangguan Mingxin looked at Jin Ling again. This kid is a head taller and much stronger than when he first came up the mountain three years ago. From the point of view of qiyun, it is also much thicker. Although he is an intermediate-level immortal, his foundation looks relatively solid. Although he is dressed ordinarily and looks average, he seems to have an indescribable pride in every move.

He couldn't help but want to get closer to the other party.

Depressed, that feeling, came again.