Cultivation begins with swallowing the Dao fruit

Chapter 221 Killing Real Yuan Kun
Boom! !
With a loud noise that shook the earth, the barrier of the Thousand Waves of Water Light Formation was shattered by the big hand seal of the mountain.

A large array of spiritual power nodes on Ling'ou Island exploded directly, and the whole Ling'ou Island was slightly shaken.

A ray of light flew out from Lingou Island, and a figure appeared. A tall, handsome and elegant middle-aged monk wearing a blue robe, possessing the fifth level of Jindan cultivation, raised his hands and saluted, saying: "This is Haiyuan Palace. I appointed the master of Lingou Island, Zhenren Xiaoling, and my father, the elder of Haiyuan Palace, Zhenjun Huang Qin. I wonder why the seniors broke our formation on Lingou Island?"

Zhao Yu's eyes were cold and he said in a cold voice: "Zhenren Yuankun and Yinquan from Tianli Palace took away my Taoist companion and hid in Lingou Island! Hand them over and I will spare your life! Otherwise, you go Die!"

"Senior, my father, Haiyuan Palace Elder Huang Qin Zhenjun! I didn't see anyone entering Lingou Island. Is this a misunderstanding?"

As soon as Master Xiaoling sensed the murderous intention coming out of Zhao Yu, a trace of fear surged in his heart. He secretly cursed Master Yuan Kun and the two for harming others, but he still managed to deal with it.

Daoist Xiaoling was originally unwilling to be an enemy of a Daoist Yuanying, but he was caught by Daoist Yuankun.Once that trick is exposed, even if he has a father who is a Nascent Soul cultivator, he cannot escape death.

Zhao Yu said coldly, "Kill him!"

"My father..."

Daoist Xiaoling's face changed drastically, and he screamed in horror.But before he could finish his words, a claw penetrated his chest from behind, crushing his heart.

The White Ghost Emperor opened his mouth and swallowed it, swallowing the soul of Master Xiaoling directly.

"Zhao Yu is crazy! Damn it, he actually killed Master Xiaoling. Is he trying to catch us even if he is the enemy of Haiyuan Palace?"

Master Yuan Kun hid in a secret cave, watching Master Xiaoling die tragically under the claws of the White Ghost Emperor, a trace of fear surged in his heart.

Fear flashed in Yin Dog's eyes: "Oops!! He's crazy!! For this woman, he's crazy!! Both Nascent Soul Lords will give each other some face. He is the only son of Lord Huang Qin Kill us, you are going to fall out with True Lord Nascent Soul and kill us too!!"

Generally, Nascent Soul old monsters are unwilling to fight each other openly. After all, everyone practices to live forever and enjoy life.

The four major demon sects of the Dragon Empire were also forced by the Wanhua Demon Sect, and they had no choice but to launch a war against the Daqian Empire, and a tragic battle broke out at the Nascent Soul level.

Tianli Palace caused anger and resentment within its sphere of influence, and Haiyuan Palace turned a blind eye to it. As long as Tianli Palace did not commit crimes within Haiyuan Palace's sphere of influence, Haiyuan Palace would assume that nothing happened.It's all because there is a Nascent Soul True Monarch sitting in Tianli Palace.

Yin Dog whispered: "Dragon Protector Yuan, should we run away or hide here?"

"Escape! If he can catch up, he must have a secret method to track the whereabouts of the two of us. He didn't even let go of Master Xiaoling, how could he let us go?"

Master Yuan Kun's face was full of sinisterness. He gritted his teeth and used his secret technique. He grabbed Nangong Shiyao and started to move.

Yin Dog also grabbed Su Minglan as a hostage and followed closely beside Master Yuan Kun.

In the sky, mysterious curse seals appeared in the eyes of the White Ghost Emperor, and he activated his phantom ghost pupils. Large swaths of ghost mist poured out like a tide, covering the entire Linggull Island.

"Lingou Island is now sealed off. Anyone who escapes without permission will die! Anyone who sends a message without permission will die! Anyone who disturbs the order will die! Everyone must return to their own homes and are not allowed to move around, otherwise they will die!"

Zhao Yu's cold voice echoed throughout Lingou Island.

Many monks on Lingou Island did not dare to act rashly.

In a spacious room.

"Realist Xiaoling is dead, this matter must be reported to the palace! Who of you will send a message?"

A beautiful Haiyuan Palace female disciple dressed in white looked solemnly at the other four Haiyuan Palace disciples in the room and said.

A young cultivator with a great consummation of foundation and a dissolute demeanor said indifferently: "Senior Sister Yuzhu, that person above is a Nascent Soul cultivator! If Senior Sister Yuzhu wants to curry favor with Zhenjun Huang Qin, you can just send a message talisman yourself. Why bother?" Want to ask us?"

"Junior Brother Fang, go and send the communication talisman!"

Senior Sister Yuzhu's eyes suddenly fell on a thin male disciple who was looking at her with admiration.

"Yes! Senior Sister Yuzhu!"

Junior Brother Fang nodded slightly, directly used a communication talisman, turned into a stream of light and flew towards the sky, trying to break through the ghostly fog that shrouded Lingou Island.

The ghost mist released by the White Ghost Emperor has the power to strengthen its illusion, perception, and supernatural powers, but it does not have the power to block the communication talisman.

"You dare to play tricks in front of me, you are seeking death!"

Zhao Yu's spiritual consciousness was shrouded in Lingou Island, and he locked on to the communication talisman, snorted coldly, flicked his fingers, and a ray of light blasted on the communication talisman, smashing the communication talisman directly.

The White Ghost Emperor also opened his mouth, looked towards the room along the communication talisman, and showed a sinister smile.

Junior Brother Fang suddenly trembled and grabbed his neck with both hands. The magic power in his body completely stopped. He struggled and shouted with a look of horror: "Help...help...!"

Senior Sister Yuzhu and the other two Haiyuan Palace disciples changed their expressions drastically, each cast their evasion techniques, and flew towards the outside of the room.It's just that as soon as they moved, they grabbed their necks with horror and despair on their faces, and struggled in incomparable pain.

"Ming Changqing, disciple of Haiyuan Palace, dare not offend Senior Tianwei, and ask Senior to spare his life. I am willing to do my best for Senior!"

The foundation-building monk who refuted Senior Sister Yuzhu immediately knelt on the ground and said respectfully.He knew very well that if he disobeyed a Yuanying-level monk, he would be dead.

Not long after, Senior Sister Yuzhu and the four Dahaiyuan Palace Foundation Establishment cultivators lost their breath and turned into four corpses, only Ming Changqing survived.

Half a quarter of an hour later, at the edge of Lingou Island, a group of Master Yuan Kun and his party, who were completely integrated with the darkness, were moving silently.

"As long as we can enter the sea, we will have a little more hope of survival!"

Master Yuan Kun looked at the sea not far away with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Suddenly, Master Yuan Kun felt a chill in his heart, his chest hurt, and he saw a ghost claw piercing his heart.

"Damn, how did he find me?"

A trace of despair flashed in Yuan Kun's eyes, and he fell heavily to the ground.In his despairing pupils, the figure of the White Ghost Emperor was reflected.

The white ghost emperor opened his mouth and stood quietly in front of the Yin dog, his white ghost claws slowly grabbed the Yin dog.

Yin Quan didn't see anything, and looked around vigilantly.

(End of this chapter)