Zhang Ling scanned with his divine sense and found four cultivators, one female and three males, not far from his side.
The female cultivator was actually Tian Jing, and he also had some impression of the three people next to her. Two of the men were loose cultivators who had come to reinforce Hongyan Mountain. The remaining one was a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator who was originally stationed at Qingyue Tan(青月潭: Green Moon Pond).
They also came here.
Zhang Ling murmured in his heart, and then flew towards them. These people were also staring blankly at the huge palace in the distance.
In the blink of an eye, he was more than ten zhang away from the four people, and at this time they also discovered him. Each of them released their magical artifacts and became nervous.
"Fellow Daoists, I am a disciple from Hongyan Mountain here to provide reinforcements." Seeing this, Zhang Ling did not move forward, but cupped his hands and said to the others.
"Oh, this is Senior Brother Zhang Ling of my Hao Yuan Sect." Tian Jing also explained to the other three.
Afterwards, the four relaxed, and Zhang Ling also flew in front of them.
Everyone glanced at him and stopped paying attention, instead looking at the huge palace in the distance with different expressions. Only Tian Jing nodded to him.
Zhang Ling also responded with a smile. Among the four, besides Tian Jing, the remaining three were all at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.
It can be said that they were not weak. He noticed that the aura on these people was a little unstable, and their clothes were also torn. It seemed that they had encountered some risks to get here.
"More cultivators are coming." Suddenly, one of the blue-robed cultivators muttered in a gloomy voice.
He saw several figures rapidly approaching them from behind.
"Everyone, let's work together to kill these alien races."
Turning his head, he saw three alien demons flying towards them with magical artifacts. He recognized two of them as the two who had escaped during the battle with the demon ape.
Only the bald alien demon(异魔人: alien demons) had not been seen before. This person was also at the middle stage of cultivation, but at the moment these three seemed to be in a bad situation. In the blink of an eye, they passed by not far from them, flying forward in a panic.
Just as the others were puzzled, they discovered two more streaks of light behind them. One green and one black, they were running towards the crowd.
The moment he saw the two streaks of light, Zhang Ling's expression changed, and without thinking, he steered the flying boat to fly quickly to the other side.
At the same time, he understood why the three alien demons were fleeing in such a mess.
Because the two streaks of light behind them could only be cast by high-level cultivators, and their speed was not comparable to theirs.
He saw a ball of emerald flame instantly catch up with the green light, and in a flash, it turned into an emerald ghost hand, which grabbed the green light.
Immediately afterwards, with a boom, several mysterious runes appeared around the green light, and with a flash, they broke through the flame ghost hand.
The green light flew out quickly, and behind it, the emerald flame shrank and was sucked into a ball of black gas, turning into a black wind and chasing after it quickly.
Originally, the two streaks of light were hundreds of zhang away, but when they were noticed, they instantly closed a small half of the distance.
The two streaks of light were fighting, otherwise they would not have had the chance to sneak away. The others, including Tian Jing, did the same, flying to the side.
For a time, everyone fled in panic like the three alien demons. If they were affected by the fight between high-level cultivators, there would be no good outcome.
In the blink of an eye, the one green and one black streaks of light passed by them, flying to the side.
With this, everyone stopped, and Zhang Ling also felt a sense of relief. As long as these two experts did not notice them, they could escape this calamity.
But then, a cold voice came from the black wind behind them.
"Hmph, there are still a few ants left."
He saw the black gas roll out more than a dozen thick black wind balls, sweeping towards the crowd.
At this moment, everyone's hearts sank to the bottom. Zhang Ling's eyelids were also twitching wildly.
"Damn it," he cursed inwardly, and quickly descended to the ground. Foundation Establishment cultivators can only fly with magical artifacts, and it is not advantageous to fight in the air.
At this moment, the ground was filled with smoke and dust, but the vibration had stopped.
Zhang Ling landed in a ruin, and with a wave of his hand, he released the corpse bear(尸熊: Corpse Bear). These black wind balls were attacks launched by high-level cultivators, and he was not confident that he could deal with them alone.
Naturally, he would not hide anything at this moment. As soon as the corpse bear(尸熊: Corpse Bear) appeared, it stood in front of him under his control. Those black wind balls were very fast, and two of them were coming towards him.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling released the Flying Spirit Shield and the flying sword, and also applied two defensivetalismans on his body.
Strange cracking sounds came from the yin wind, and two black winds, with a whistling sound, arrived at a distance of about ten zhang in front of him.
The corpse bear(尸熊: Corpse Bear) opened its mouth and sprayed out a large ball of gray-white corpse fire(尸火: Corpse Fire), hitting one of the black winds.
Then its main body waved its arms, and the dark black bear claws showed a cold light, grabbing towards the other black wind.
Zhang Ling was naturally not a pushover. With a flick of the flying sword in his hand, he used the Phantom Sword Technique, and seven or eight yellow sword shadows, with sharp sword lights, attacked one of the black winds.
The black wind that was attacked by the corpse fire(尸火: Corpse Fire) made a squeaking sound and was pushed back a distance.
But then, with a loud cracking sound, the black light flashed and split the corpse fire(尸火: Corpse Fire).
On the side, the yin wind group that the corpse bear(尸熊: Corpse Bear) was facing dispersed, and a bone skeleton soldier(骷髅兵: Skeleton Soldier) about one person tall appeared. The skeleton soldier(骷髅兵: Skeleton Soldier) held a white bone spear and stabbed straight at the corpse bear(尸熊: Corpse Bear).
Zhang Ling only glanced at this skeleton soldier(骷髅兵: Skeleton Soldier). The yin energy on its body was condensed, and its strength was no less than that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
At this moment, he was looking at the other skeleton soldier(骷髅兵: Skeleton Soldier) that had split the corpse fire(尸火: Corpse Fire). Seven or eight sword shadows flashed and hit its body unceremoniously.
This skeleton(白骨: Bone) held a long-handled broadsword in its hand, and a flash of emerald light flashed in its empty eye sockets. Facing these sword lights, the long knife in its hand waved quickly. After a burst of metallic sounds, the skeleton(骷髅: Skeleton) was unscathed.
The Phantom Sword Technique he used was blown away, and the spiritual light on the sword shadows dimmed a bit.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling's face was gloomy. Without the slightest hesitation, he urged the magic in his hand, and the sword shadows that had been transformed became a bit more solid.
He attacked the skeleton soldier(骷髅兵: Skeleton Soldier) again, and at the same time, the flying sword in his hand flashed and joined the attack. With the addition of the flying sword body, the skeleton soldier(骷髅兵: Skeleton Soldier) was immediately surrounded in place.
Zhang Nian moved and looked at the situation on the corpse bear(尸熊: Corpse Bear) side. At this time, the corpse bear(尸熊: Corpse Bear) was emitting gray-white corpse fire(尸火: Corpse Fire) in his hand, and the long spear skeleton soldier(骷髅兵: Skeleton Soldier) was hard-hitting, but it gained a little upper hand.
This corpse bear(尸熊: Corpse Bear) is already very close to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and as a corpse monster, it is a zombie body, and the strength of the body is stronger than ordinary copper armor zombies.
It is not a problem to resist magic weapons. The body is also much taller than the skeleton soldier(骷髅兵: Skeleton Soldier). Relying on the strong body, a pair of huge bear claws waved quickly, hitting the skeleton soldier(骷髅兵: Skeleton Soldier) with a clatter.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling made up his mind and looked around with his spiritual sense.
The high-level cultivator had released more than a dozen yin wind groups. If there was a Foundation Establishment-level skeleton soldier(骷髅兵: Skeleton Soldier) in each of them, it would be no joke.
If there was another skeleton soldier(骷髅兵: Skeleton Soldier), it would not be so easy for him to deal with.
