The formation of Purple Immortal Mountain can trap Jing Xuan, Elder Qing is naturally unwilling to risk his life, it's a big deal that Jing Xuan has an accident and he can re-attach himself to the second elder, he can't do it at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His words made Guo Dong and his wife look different, Guo Dong's eyes were even more erratic, he didn't dare to look at Elder Qing and Jing Ling, Elder Qing's cultivation in the middle stage of Jin Dan didn't dare to enter the formation, wouldn't he be sent to death if he entered in the early stage of Jin Dan? Besides, Elder Qing's proposal was not the slightest bit sure, so he was naturally reluctant to go in.

"Brother Dong..."Jing Ling's eyes were full of tears, she looked at Guo Dong with hopeful eyes, hoping that he could go in to save her father, but the two have been married for many years, Guo Dong's eyes dodged, how could she not know that Guo Dong was unwilling to go?

"Sister Ling, your father will be fine, have you forgotten that he has a spiritual weapon? I once cut off a mountain, this little formation can't help your father at all." Guo Dong heard Jingling's voice and knew that he couldn't hide, so he gritted his teeth and said.

"You don't go, I'll go!" Jing Ling smiled miserably, she didn't expect her brother Dong to retreat at the most critical time, her heart was full of despair, and she got up and flew towards the formation.

"Sister Suzu!"

"Bell girl!"

Guo Dong and Elder Qing were startled, and immediately shouted, but Jing Lingtou would not fly towards the colorful mist, her son was dead, her father was in danger, Guo Dong couldn't point it, she was already desperate, and she had a heart of death.

Seeing this, Guo Dong was anxious, and immediately chased after Jingling.

Jing Ling glanced back, and saw Guo Dong chasing after her, she had more hope in her heart, Brother Dong still cared about her, she gritted her teeth and sped up, as long as she entered the formation, Brother Dong would also enter, and when the time came, the strength of her father and Brother Dong would definitely be able to break the formation.

Jing Ling accelerated suddenly, and rushed into the formation in the blink of an eye, and was engulfed by the colored mist, she waited for Guo Dong to come in and save her, but....

"Suzumei...."

Guo Dong shouted hoarsely when he saw Jing Ling enter the formation, but he didn't dare to enter the formation, standing outside the formation weakly, looking at the bursts of colorful fog, his eyes were full of self-blame and guilt.

"If you go in, it's still too late!" Elder Qing's voice came from behind him, and the other party's tone didn't have the slightest feeling, as if he was talking to a stone.

Guo Dong was shocked, he looked at Caiwu with a look of struggle in his eyes, but in the end he didn't dare to go in, he didn't dare to look back at Elder Qing, and flew directly towards Juling Mountain with his head down.

Elder Qing stood on the spot, he suddenly felt a little at the same time, looking at the surging more turbulent colored mist, he muttered in a low voice, "Brother Jing, is it worth it?"

Elder Qing left, he heard Jing Xuan's exclamation in the colorful mist, his voice was weak, he knew that Jing Xuan was finished, it was useless to stay here, maybe in the future there was hope that he would avenge Jing Xuan, maybe not...

At this time, Jing Xuan's face was pale, his expression was demented, his eyes were dilated, his spirit was sluggish, the true yuan on his body had been exhausted, and he had no strength, the bronze giant sword had turned into the previous cyan long sword floating aside, he looked up at the power of thunder and lightning around him with difficulty, his eyes were full of fear, and his body trembled unconsciously, as if the experience just now had devastated him.

Before, he was surrounded by infinite flames, these flames consumed a lot of his true yuan, and finally the flames were extinguished, he thought that his hope was coming, but what made him desperate was that another dragon head with colored mist condensed appeared, this time the dragon head turned cyan, and then the dragon's mouth spat out fist-sized hailstones, these hailstones surrounded him, and exuded a trace of coldness.

As soon as he experienced the raging flames, there was a sudden cold and icy aura, which made him extremely uncomfortable, and in order to resist these cold gases, he consumed a lot of true yuan, and finally the hail disappeared, and the cold dissipated, and at this time there was not much of his true yuan left.

He thought it was all over, but then it was the beginning of his despair, a huge dragon head condensed by the power of thunder and lightning appeared, spitting thunder and lightning from his mouth, thunder and lightning around him, and thunder exploded in his ears from time to time.

The power of these thunderbolts hit his body, his head hurt and sat down directly, the power of thunder and lightning was actually aimed at his soul, not his body, endless torture began at this moment, his soul was hit by thunder and lightning, as if he was torn apart, if it wasn't for his cultivation to be profound, his soul was condensed, I am afraid that his soul would have been scattered.

Suddenly, the power of thunder and lightning around him began to surge, thunder bursts, Jing Xuan closed his eyes, he knew his state, as long as there was another blow, he was afraid that his soul would be scattered, but he waited for a few seconds, and there was no thunder and lightning attack, he opened his eyes suspiciously, and then he grinned, wanted to roar, his throat suddenly felt tingling, he had to look at the figure in front of him with hatred.

This is a figure condensed by the power of thunder and lightning, extremely young, looking at him expressionlessly, he instantly recognized that this figure is the person who killed his grandson, the last time he came to Zixian Mountain, he swept his senses, and he firmly remembered this face in his heart.

"If you are convinced, I will abolish your cultivation and let you leave safely. Ning Lan, who had condensed the power of thunder and lightning, suddenly spoke, her voice dull, like thunder.

Ning Lan didn't want to kill Jing Xuan, in the final analysis, he killed Guo Xiaolong first, Jing Xuan was just an old man who avenged Sun, he didn't want to kill more, if Jing Xuan was interested, he would abolish his cultivation, and even give him some gold and silver, so that he could live in peace for the rest of his life.

"Hehe... If you don't kill the old man, the old man will crush your bones and scatter ashes one day!" Jing Xuan said with a stinging pain in his throat, his tone was slight, but extremely firm.

He's begging for death!

As a high-ranking Jindan Stage cultivator, he couldn't accept the blow of becoming a waste, and that huge gap would cause him to collapse, but now he had no power to resist, so he could only provoke Ning Lan and let Ning Lan kill him.

"Why is this so painful? You may not know why I killed Guo Xiaolong..."Ning Lan sighed, and then briefly explained the reason for killing Guo Xiaolong to Jing Xuan, and he himself didn't know why he said this to Jing Xuan.

"Even if Xiaolong is at fault, you deserve to die, at least he didn't kill anyone!" Jing Xuan said sadly, he had also heard a little about his grandson's actions, but he never took it seriously, because he thought that no one in the entire Juling Mountain dared to touch his grandson, but unfortunately he met Ning Lan from outside.

"What kind of grandfather is there and what kind of grandson!" Ning Lan was stunned for a while, he suddenly felt a little funny, if he killed him directly, why bother with his tongue.

Ning Lan's figure shook for a while, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into thunder and lightning, and one of the thunderbolts went straight to Jing Xuan, the speed was extremely fast, and it hit Jing Xuan's head in the blink of an eye, his head was not damaged at all, but the light in his eyes was dim, and he rolled his eyes and fell down in a daze.

At this time, in another part of the colored mist, Jing Ling was struggling to resist the raging flames around her, her face was pale, with tears on her face, and it didn't take long for her spiritual power to run out, and the flames swept over instantly...

On the Purple Immortal Mountain, Ning Lan opened his eyes, his face was pale and his body was weak, he glanced at Yang Lao and then took out a Hui Qi Pill, took it without hesitation, and meditated to recover his spiritual power.

Seeing this, Yang Lao didn't bother Ning Lan, he turned his gaze to the colorful mist, the two places that were surging violently just now had gradually returned to normal, he guessed that Jing Xuan was dead, and then he was completely relieved, and a smile appeared on his face.

"This kid is really surprising, if the Lin Yu Dynasty really sent someone here, unless the Yuanying Ancestor dispatched, he could only return with a feather. Yang Lao's eyes flickered, there were only four Yuan Infant Ancestors in the Lin Yu Dynasty, among which the most profound cultivation was the helmsman behind the Lin Yu Dynasty, the Lin Family Ancestor, and the other three were the three ancestors of the Xuanling Sect, the Moqi Sect, and the Yipin Pavilion.

Lin Yu Dynasty released words, now Ning Lan is staying here openly, and has the intention of opening a sect, this is tantamount to a slap in the face of Lin Yu Dynasty, originally Ning Lan would have died, but with this formation, unless the ancestor of the Lin family came in person, others would have no way to take Ning Lan at all, and they would die as much as they wanted, which was equivalent to Ning Lan avenging Yuhuazong in disguise, he was naturally happy, and decided to stay here and watch the people of Lin Yu Dynasty lose in Ning Lan's hands.

About an hour, Ning Lan had already refined all the medicinal power of the Huiqi Pill, and most of his spiritual power had recovered, he opened his eyes, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but then he regained his clarity, since he came here, embarked on the road of cultivation, and had a system to supervise from the side, even if it was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, he would break out, let alone kill a few people who wanted to kill him.

Yang Lao saw that Ning Lan woke up and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt that the momentum on Ning Lan's body changed, and the whole person was like a sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge, and there was a murderous aura around his body, condensing but not dissipating, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, and muttered to himself: What is this kid thinking? Why is there a murderous aura around his body.

"Elder Yang. Ning Lan figured out the key, and the whole person was a lot more relaxed, he looked at Yang Lao's stunned expression and smiled, at this time, the momentum changed, and the previous murderous aura disappeared, giving people a gentle feeling.

"Jing Xuan is dead?" asked Yang Lao, although he estimated that Jing Xuan was dead, but he also wanted to be confirmed here by Ning Lan.

"En!" Ning Lan nodded, then closed her eyes slightly, and after a while, a storage ring, a storage bag, and a cyan long sword flew out of the colorful mist, Ning Lan put these three things into the storage bag with a speed, and looked at Yang Lao and smiled.

Yang Lao was speechless for a while, this kid can't help but live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, although Jing Xuan's storage ring should have a lot of good things, but he can casually lend Ning Lan a million medium-grade spirit stones, will he care about those? But that cyan long sword seems to be good.

"Elder Yang, I know that you have a rich family background, I don't care about these, I still have to support so many disciples, so I will accept these, and thank you for Bai Zhi and the others. Ning Lan smiled, and then left quickly, when Yang Lao saw the cyan long sword just now, his eyes were obviously bright, he had to run quickly, otherwise if Yang Lao opened his mouth to ask for it, he really didn't refuse, after all, he was also injured in order to stop Jing Xuan.