The old man seemed to be inflated, his robes were torn, revealing his bronze skin. Bizarre purple spiritual patterns emerged on his body, covering most of his body.
This person stopped falling, his whole body flashing with purple spiritual light, his fists clenched, and he hammered upwards. He directly smashed the gold brick, sending it flying.
Such a valiant scene shocked many monks on the ground.
"Huh, this person is a body cultivator. Looking at the magic纹(魔纹: magic patterns) on his body, he seems to be a purple纹魔人(紫纹魔人: purple-patterned demon)." Zhang Ling also squinted his eyes and watched more carefully.
He had crossed the territory of the alien demons before, although he had passed by in a hurry. But he collected a lot of ancient books of the alien demon race in his hand. He knows a lot about alien demons.
The alien demons are invaded by demonic energy, and their bodies will undergo many alienations. This is also the reason why human monks reject them.
Among them, there are alien demons like Dongfang Ya, whose bodies do not show any abnormalities. But this is only a minority.
Most alien demons have demonic energy invasion characteristics on their bodies more or less. For example, some alien demons have blue-black skin and birthmarks of different colors. Some will grow horns.
And more alien demons will have magic patterns on their bodies.
This kind of alien demons with purple patterns is called purple-patterned demons. This is a characteristic that only forms in areas with heavy demonic energy all year round.
These alien demons specialize in body tempering with demonic energy. Their physical bodies are no less than demon beasts and magical beasts. They have very strong body refining talents.
Before, among the team of alien demons intercepted by him and Senior Brother Tianfeng, there was a crimson man. He was also a body cultivator.
The alien demon race is like a physical alienation, which is much stronger than the human race, so many people practice body refining techniques.
As this bald old man, head butted and flew away the gold brick. His entire body was wrapped in a layer of purple mist, and he stepped suddenly in the air. It shot out like a meteor.
He passed through the crimson sword light that was intercepting along the way, and disappeared into the sky after a few breaths.
Huangshan City Lord of Huangsha City, Huojian Sanren, followed closely and chased after him.
In the blink of an eye, three Yuanying old monsters disappeared into the sky.
Faintly, a series of loud noises could still be heard from a distance, but after a few breaths, no sound could be heard.
Only the many monks under the city gate were still staring blankly at the sky.
"It seems that the alien demon race really wants to launch disputes again." Zhang Ling withdrew his gaze, muttered to himself, and walked towards the city.
In the twelve immortal cities, such alien demon race with high cultivation levels have been found. It seems that the war is coming.
Although he participated in an alien demon war two hundred years ago. But at that time he was just a small Foundation Establishment cultivator.
This time is different, Haoyuan Sect also belongs to the power of the twelve immortal cities. He is now an elder of the Haoyuan Sect and is bound to participate.
When fighting at that time, he will also encounter monks of the same rank, and he will inevitably experience risks.
As soon as Zhang Ling entered Huangsha City, he did not stay in the city for long, and immediately went to the teleportation point, and returned to Tianmu City through the teleportation array there.
As for why not teleport back to Yanxia City and return directly.
It's not that he doesn't want to, but because the twelve immortal cities are different from each other. Except for the main city, Tianmu City, the teleportation arrays in other immortal cities are not comprehensive.
In this Huangsha City, there is no teleportation array to Yanxia City.
So I can only go back to Tianmu City and return through the teleportation array there.
The spiritual light released by the teleportation array enveloped the whole body, and a squeezing force came from all directions, making people very uncomfortable.
The body was first light, and then heavy. This uncomfortable feeling disappeared instantly, and there was light in front of him again, and Zhang Ling returned to Tianmu City again.
He walked down the teleportation array, and immediately walked towards the seventh teleportation array that directly teleports to Yanxia City.
However, after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped. Because Zhang Ling found that the people in this teleportation hall were walking in a hurry, and the number of people had decreased a lot.
In the teleportation hall of Tianmu City, there are many monks coming and going every day.
But at this moment, more than half of the monks in this hall are gone, only some low-level monks.
Suddenly, he heard a clear voice.
"Brother Chen, hurry up, Leiguang Sanren has left the mountain. That is a great monk in the late Yuanying stage. If we are lucky enough to admire his immortal face, it will not be in vain to embark on this path of cultivation."
Three monks walked down from a teleportation array next to him. After these three people got off the teleportation array, they directly used the wind control technique to rush out of the hall.
As if to grab some treasure.
Zhang Ling scanned the situation in the teleportation hall again, and found that except for two Jindan monks guarding the area, there was no other high-level monk here.
"Leiguang Sanren" Zhang Ling's expression moved, and he immediately used the wind control technique and instantly arrived outside.
I saw that Tianmu City was very lively, like a square, but the number of monks flying in the sky was several times more than what he had seen when he came.
These people have different cultivation levels, including low-level monks and Jindan monks, and he even saw a Yuanying monk. Their directions are the same, rushing towards the west gate of Tianmu City.
Releasing his spiritual consciousness and sensing it slightly, Zhang Lei immediately sensed a strong spiritual power fluctuation on the west gate of Tianmu City.
"Could it be that Leiguang Sanren is really doing it." Zhang Ling muttered, and flew towards that side without concealing his cultivation.
If it is really this late Yuanying monk using his means, he naturally wants to take a look.
Tianmu City is very large, although there is no air ban restriction. Zhang Ling also flew for a cup of tea before arriving at the west gate.
The west city wall here is already full of monks, and there are even more figures in the air.
There are as many as tens of thousands of monks gathered here, and their cultivation levels are mostly extraordinary. At a rough glance, there are at least two hundred with Jindan cultivation.
There are also more than a dozen Yuanying monks' auras.
Turning his gaze to the outside of the west city, a rumble of thunder continued to explode in the sky outside the city.
Half of the sky outside the city was covered with dark clouds, with countless blue and white lightning shuttling through it.
The other half of the sky was flashing with red light and rotating, with a hundred- zhang wide fire tornado. The howling wind of ghosts and wolves came from there.
As the fire tornado rotated, countless fireballs were shot out.
The collision of thunder and lightning fireballs shook the entire sky, and the sand and stone land outside the city was even more suffered, and was affected by the power of thunder and fire, and the whole was pitted.
Zhang Ling narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he couldn't see the figures in the fire tornado and thunderclouds, there were powerful auras in each of them.
The aura in the thundercloud naturally goes without saying, it must be Leiguang Sanren.
The aura in the fire tornado is not weak at all, and it is obviously also a late Yuanying powerhouse.
Moreover, there is a layer of gray-black smoke lingering in this flame tornado, mixed with with violent demonic energy.
Needless to say, it must be an alien demon.
The monks at the city gate watched the fierce fight without blinking. You can also hear many people's comments.
Listening carefully, a mess of voices came into my ears. After skipping these sounds, I suddenly noticed that there were two monks, a man and a woman, talking in a low voice a hundred feet away.
These are two early Yuanying monks, the man is handsome and the woman is charming. One is wearing a green robe and the other is wearing a red robe. Abstract male and female portraits are engraved and embroidered on the clothes, which looks very strange.
Zhang Ling felt a bit familiar, and after thinking about it, he recognized that these two were the elders of the Demonic Dao Sect, Hehuan Sect.
And the reason why he noticed these two people was not because of their identities, but because the whispers of these two people revealed the identity of the monks in the flame tornado.
"Lang Jun, you can't be wrong. The one fighting with Leiguang Sanren is that, Yanmo Old Ancestor."
"Hehe, how could I be wrong. Although the war between the Twelve Immortal Cities and the alien demons rarely affects our demonic path forces. But every time there is a dispute, our righteous and demonic must also send some manpower to support. I happened to participate in that time two hundred years ago. At that time, this Yanmo Old Ancestor showed up."
Yanmo Old Ancestor!
Zhang Ling was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect it to be this fierce old demon.
As far as he knows, there are now four late Yuanying stage monks in the alien demon race.
In terms of fierce name alone, Yanmo Old Ancestor has the most prosperous fierce name. The dispute two hundred years ago was led by this old demon.
That time, he didn't get any advantage, and the alien demon race was defeated. However, I heard that this person was angry that time and beheaded two Yuanying elders of the Immortal City within a day.
One of them is also a Yuanying mid-stage old monster who has been famous for a long time.
Looking at the two sides fighting outside the city, Zhang Ling also heard other people's comments. I learned the beginning and end of this matter.
It turned out that half an hour ago, Yanmo Old Ancestor suddenly came outside Tianmu City and openly clamored. He said that he wanted to fight Leiguang Sanren for a high-level.
That's why there is the current dispute. This Yanmo Old Ancestor is too arrogant.
Zhang Ling touched his chin, he doesn't believe this is some ordinary fighting competition.
Although outside the city, the flames are violent, constantly mutually entangled attack. It looks intense unusual, hard to tell who is better.
After watching it a few times, he found that these two late Yuanying guys did not use their full strength.
This situation lasted for a while.
Until, suddenly the fire tornado turned into a hundred- zhang long giant fire dragon and rushed towards the thunder light flashing thundercloud.
The thundercloud also rolled into a giant thunderbird. With both holding a slash, countless lightning fell.
The two were tearing and biting in the air like ancient behemoths.
Countless thunder and lightning, flames fell, shock the sky and the ground with a loud noise.
"Leiguang, it's been two hundred years, your strength has improved a lot." A wild laugh came from the fire, it was the teasing voice of the Yanmo Old Ancestor.
"Hmph, Yan Old Demon, stop talking nonsense. You are clamoring at the city gate, don't you think, I can't keep you."
"Want to keep me, I really don't think, you can keep me with just you. When you reach my level, unless you have another late stage monk in this city, or pull all the Yuanying monks in this city to besiege me. But obviously you are not prepared for this, as for the purpose of my coming here."
"You human monks, listen to me. The army of my alien demon race will soon trample here. You better open the city and surrender, so as not to cause people suffer.
By the way, those of you who practice demonic path techniques, my alien demon race has endless demonic energy to support. If you are willing to defect, you will never be treated badly."
"Leiguang, you seem to have practiced demonic path techniques too. If you defect to us and absorb demonic energy, your cultivation may surpass me. Haha..." Yanmo Old Ancestor laughed wildly, and the blurry figure disappeared in the fire.
After a few loud noises, the flames and thunder light in the sky also disappeared at the same time. Only a skinny silver-haired old man was left.
This old man is thin, disheveled, and looks unkempt.
But no one dares to underestimate the thunder spiritual power all over his body. This old man is naturally Leiguang Sanren.
Zhang Ling swept his eyes to the place where the fire disappeared. He vaguely saw the face of Yanmo Old Ancestor just now. He was a black-faced man in a red robe, who looked very ordinary.
Leiguang Sanren stood in the air for a moment, and his figure turned into a streak thunder light and returned directly to Tianmu Mountain in the city.
In the next half day, news about a late Yuanying stage alien demon provoking Leiguang Sanren, and the alien demon race about to launch a war, quickly spread throughout all the immortal cities.
Although the twelve immortal cities did not have too much explanation for this matter. But all the monks knew that the storm was about to come, and the war was about to begin.
Let's not talk about other places, in this Tianmu City, all levels of monks acted secretly in half a day.
Some casual cultivators wanted to avoid the flames of war and teleported to remote places through the teleportation array.
Some sect disciples hurried back to the sect and brought the news back to the sect.
Of course, there are still a considerable number of monks who are eager to try. A look to show great ambitions.
There are also some treacherous people, taking advantage of small-scale chaos, waylaying robbing and killing lone monks, and doing business without capital.
For a time, it can be said that people were panicking and seeing every bush and tree as an enemy.
Zhang Ling had already returned to Yanxia Immortal City through the teleportation array at this moment, and returned to the sect all the way.
Flying at full speed, it took two days to return to Haoyuan Sect.
He immediately went to Senior Brother Tianfeng's cave dwelling. Just as he arrived at the door of Senior Brother Tianfeng's cave dwelling, the cave door opened by itself. There was laughter inside.
Two figures walked out of it. One of them was Senior Brother Tianfeng.
Senior Brother Tianfeng seemed to have not expected it, he was surprised at the door of the cave dwelling, "Eh, Junior Brother, you are back."
"Senior brother, I just came back too. Something happened in Tianmu City, and I want to inform you." Zhang Ling said with a smile, but his gaze turned to the other person next to Senior Brother Tianfeng.
This is a short and fat middle-aged monk, with a very round belly, extremely fat, and a red face. You can also smell an unusual smell of alcohol from his body. He looks drunk.
The fat monk was also looking at Zhang Ling, and his eyes also lit up. "This is, Junior Brother Zhang." He was also holding a wine gourd in his hand, and he took a sip of wine and gave a burp.
But there was no chaos in his eyes, he was not drunk.
"I forgot to introduce it." Senior Brother Tianfeng patted his head and smiled. "Junior Brother Lin Fei, this is the third Supreme Elder of this sect, Zhang Ling, Junior Brother Zhang."
Seeing the face of the fat monk, Zhang Ling felt very kind.
Thinking about it in his heart, he remembered that it was when he returned to the sect and held the sect ceremony, he saw the portrait of this Senior Brother Lin Fei in the Ancestral Hall.
At this moment, listening to Senior Brother Tianfeng's introduction, there was no doubt in his heart. He also bowed with a smile. "Zhang Ling greets Senior Brother Lin."
Zhang Ling didn't expect that the first time he saw this Senior Brother Lin Fei, it was in this appearance, but Senior Brother Tianfeng seemed to have said before that Lin Fei was extremely addicted to alcohol and practiced a special technique that required spiritual wine to assist.
