Chasing the Immortal Road

Chapter 81

"Little beauty." The hoarse male voice was full of pleasure in the entrance of the prey: "The old nuns of Yu Qingzong can't teach you to be like this."

What responded to him was the woman begging for mercy intermittently.

"Hahaha" the deep male voice laughed even more presumptuously: "It's okay, brother will take you to immortality!"

Yun Qingluo lay on the edge of the tree hole, listening to the movement from under the tree, with a strange expression on her face.

The night blocked her vision, and she could only vaguely see the two figures fighting inseparably.

From time to time, there was a dull and low-pitched pleasure from the man.

Occasionally mixed with the sound of a cat making a spring.

Yun Qingluo swears that she really has no habit of listening to corners.

Originally, she planned to stay in the cave until dawn.

However, there is an unexpected situation, who would have thought that there would be a monster to steal the nest tonight?

The fourth-order monster lion pheasant is more than two feet tall and looks like King Kong in the movie. It is a family of three.

Therefore, she gave up the treasure land knowingly and cowardly.

Then, I found this safe tree hole, hoping to survive the next darkness smoothly.

Backfired.

After only a few hours of calm, she welcomed the two wilderness warriors.

Due to the unavailable spiritual sense, when she realized something was wrong, the two of them had already played the battle song quickly.

Yun Qingluo's mood at the moment is somewhat indescribable.

Didn't they come to the secret realm to hunt for treasure?
What is the situation now?
Even if you can't help yourself for a while, at least you should cover up with a hidden array or something!
Why so free yourself?

The mountains and dense forests are not afraid of attracting any monsters.

It was also thanks to the inability to use the divine sense, Yun Qingluo thought, otherwise her breath holding technique could only escape the monks who were also in the early stage of Qi refining, and the cultivation bases of the following two were obviously higher than her own.

If she is discovered, she will have to waste a chance to use the Shadowless Technique.

Yun Qingluo retracted her head and leaned against the cave wall, praying that the battle under the tree would end soon.

On the top of the verdant tree, three vermilion fruits cast a faint golden light.

On the cliff, there is the sound of sharp weapons piercing through flesh and blood, the sound of venom corroding flesh, the sound of body hitting hard objects, the sound of wailing and despair as vitality disappears and the road stops
Under the sacred golden light, in the quiet night that should have been dense, the light of the law is flourishing, and the flesh and blood are flying everywhere, staged the treasure hunting scene that can be seen everywhere in the world of cultivating immortals:

Spiritual creatures are born, and blood is sacrificed.

Under the crowd tactics of hundreds of monks, one of the sixth-order double-headed snakes had its head chopped off.

Suddenly, the three vermilion fruits turned completely golden.

The tangy fragrance is like a flood opening, washing away on the cliff, extending for several miles without stopping.

"Xianyan fruit is ripe!" During the battle, someone shouted.

"smell good!"

The two monsters also felt it, gave up fighting with the cultivators, and quickly retreated within three feet of the fruit tree. The huge snake body snaked up, trying to seize the opportunity.

"Stop it!"

"Xianyan fruit is mine!"

All the cultivators attacked together, and in order to prevent the double-headed snake from devouring the spiritual fruit, they all used their housekeeping skills.

Among the monks present, many are disciples of the great sect's aristocratic family. Although they are only in the Qi refining stage, they have some magic weapons bestowed by the elders of the sect.

Countless spiritual powers attacked, and the two double-headed snakes had no choice but to continue to fight back.

The Xianyan fruit tree has grown for tens of thousands of years, so it will never be damaged by Qi refining and foundation building fighting skills.

For a moment, there were three groups of golden light on the top of the tree, and no one could take a step closer.

Xianyan fruit is ripe, the time has come.

Nightfall started to move.

With the aura of fighting skills, everyone saw that a figure approached the bottom of the tree with an extremely strange movement, and quickly entered within a week of the tree.

The two-headed snake has guarded Xianyan fruit for thousands of years, how keen it is, the monster with two intact snake heads twisted the snake body, and attacked Xiao Xiao who was trying to steal the fruit.

Ye Xu, Ye Heng and the other disciples of the Ye clan followed closely behind, and used their housekeeping skills to attack the two-headed snake that attacked the young master.

Ye Lin quickly climbed up while avoiding the attacking snake tail and venom.

The purpose of his trip is firstly the celestial fruit, and the second is the celestial fruit tree.

He wanted to directly bring the Xianyan fruit tree into the Paradise, but the premise was that the three fruits had to be completely picked off or the stems would fall off naturally.

The spirit tree is against the sky, so there are naturally many restrictions on storage.

Although he has the strength of the foundation building stage, he has to follow the natural rules of all things, and the secret realm has a repulsive effect on the cultivation above the Qi refining stage.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, he must not release the foundation-building stage cultivation base.

"Ah! What did you do to me?!" A frightened male voice suddenly came from under the tree.

"Spiritual power. My spiritual power!"

"You, you witch, what did you do to me?!"

"Stop! Stop quickly."

The male voice turned trembling.

Yun Qingluo shuddered, and she poked her head out in doubt.

Suddenly, her pupils shrank, her left hand tightly covered her mouth, and her body trembled slightly.

It can be seen that the female cultivator has already turned her back on the guest, holding the male cultivator below tightly, holding a ball the size of an egg in her hand.

The bead is slowly changing from white to blood red, reflecting the woman's face.

Black and clear eyes, a delicate little Qiong nose, soft and full lips, and graceful cheeks, she has a proper appearance of a small white flower.

At this moment, this little white flower was smiling harmlessly at the terrified male cultivator.

"What did I do?" Xiao Baihua's voice was delicate and soft.

"Well, of course it's for my brother to be obedient." Her voice was mellow, clear and sweet like a lark.

She giggled and said, "Be obedient, help me ascend the immortal path."

Yun Qingluo clenched the dagger in his hand, ready to cast the shadowless technique at any time.

This nun is a ruthless character!

The plot has deviated from simple wilderness combat to harvesting yang and nourishing yin.

"You are not a disciple of Yuqing Sect!"

"You can't kill me. My clan uncle is the elder of Taiyu Sect Golden Core. I have the imprint left by my clan uncle on my body. If I fall, he will definitely perceive it." The desire to survive made Nanxiu say a lot quickly.

"He won't let you go!"

"Xiao Langjun, for the sake of your great cultivation of qi refining, I will tell you mercifully." The silver bell-like voice became a little impatient.

"Don't talk about the golden elixir, it is the imprint planted by the Nascent Soul Stage, I am not afraid of it."

"It's your honor to help me become a fairy!"

After saying that, the nun speeded up her movements in vain.

"You, demon and banshee." The male cultivator gradually fell silent.

His vitality was quickly taken away, his thick black hair became pale and dry at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his fair skin also quickly withered.

Finally, at the moment when Yuanzhu completely turned blood red, Nanxiu completely became a mummy.
Yun Qingluo gasped, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, he gripped the dagger even tighter.

This female cultivator's practice is definitely not done by an orthodox monk.

She also calls herself the Lord
As far as Yun Qingluo knew, only the monks at the Yuanying stage in the world of cultivating immortals would call themselves the Lord.

But this secret realm can only be entered during the Qi refining period.

And the female cultivator under the tree didn't seem to notice her either.

Although Yun Qingluo couldn't see through the other party's cultivation, no matter from which angle she looked at it, this woman did not look like a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Yun Qingluo decided to wait a little longer, the tree hole was several feet away from the ground, and it would not be too late to move the nest after the female cultivator left her.

Under the tree, the charming atmosphere has not yet dissipated, and the female cultivator has already begun to destroy the corpse. The red fireball licked past, and the mummy quickly turned to ashes.

The nun had already collected the blood-red beads and put on a purple veil.

Beads of sweat slid down her cheeks, Yun Qingluo hoped that the other party would leave sooner.

then
She watched helplessly as the female cultivator raised her plain hand lightly, a green vine condensed from her palm and quickly climbed up the branch of the giant tree.

Yun Qingluo was shocked, his body took a step ahead of his brain.

Once again, he tactfully gave up Baowo.

(End of this chapter)