Chapter 424 The Yellow Bird Is Behind (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

Always keeping a distance, Liang Chaoyuan who followed behind him disappeared long ago.

Sun Mingsheng was like a cultivator who came for the first time to propose marriage, swaying his body and slowly walking towards the Bai family's sacred mountain.

Because the area within a radius of 3,000 miles belongs to the control of the Bai family, and there are often patrols led by foundation-building cultivators.

Most cultivators ensure their own safety when passing through this place, and there are very few battles of different levels.

Once it occurs, no matter what the cause of the battle is or what the result is, both sides will regard it as a provocation to the Bai family and kill them on the spot.

Of course, if they can kill each other before the Bai family patrol arrives, and no traces or breath are left, the Bai family will not pursue them relentlessly.

"With the green mountains behind and the river under my feet, the shade of trees above and the spiritual power below, it is a place to bury my bones. In the future, you can see me and Qing Ling living together."

Under a lush forest, Liang Chaoyuan had already been waiting in ambush, and arranged a set of formations in the forest to conceal the smell of battle.

This set of formations can withstand the erosion of the aftermath of the battle between two foundation-building monks for an hour. As long as no monk of the same level happens to pass directly above, it can be guaranteed to be safe and will not be easily discovered by patrolling monks.

"In one hour, killing a newly promoted seventh-level foundation-building monk from a remote place with limited means and perhaps whose cultivation realm has not been completely stabilized is just killing a chicken with a butcher knife." Liang Chaoyuan has absolute confidence in his own strength.

It has been more than fifteen years since he was promoted to the seventh level of foundation-building. Although he has not successfully made his own cultivation go a step further, he has also been down-to-earth and steadily moving forward step by step, without any waste.

As for fighting, as a qualified cultivator, he naturally had everything he could handle. He hunted down several second-level high-quality monsters and won.

The experience of life and death battles between cultivators of the same level is also indispensable, and it is undoubtedly good for training one's combat power.

It was precisely because of the above experience and the rich resources in the storage bag that Liang Chaoyuan chose to ambush less than 3,000 miles away from Bai's Lingshan Mountain.

"This fellow Liang is really well prepared. He even has a set of formations to restrain the fighting aura of cultivators." A quarter of an hour later, Sun Mingsheng's figure appeared over the woods and whizzed past.

It seemed that there was no time to stay, but at this moment, Sun Mingsheng's full-strength sweep of his consciousness yielded something.

In the northwest corner of the woods, under a faint light shield, a cultivator was sitting cross-legged. It was Liang Chaoyuan, the opponent.

"While the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole is waiting behind. I'm afraid that Fellow Daoist Liang never expected that the Bai family's ancestor would reveal all the grievances between you and me?" Sun Mingsheng's eyes burst with uncontrollable murderous intent.

Perhaps for Liang Chaoyuan, as the party who proposed the marriage first, he should have married Bai Qingling smoothly, but Cheng Yaojin showed up halfway and completely messed up his marriage.

On the contrary, for Sun Mingsheng, Liang Chaoyuan was a real outsider. After all, before this, the two of them had already understood each other's minds and secretly decided to spend their lives together. Their friendship was quite stable.

From different perspectives, the two of them almost involved the real hatred of stealing their wives, so this battle was inevitable anyway.

Since he had already discovered something, Sun Mingsheng would naturally not waste the few opportunities after the roles between the two sides were switched.

And it should be noted that this opportunity only existed at the initial stage of the battle.

Sun Mingsheng fumbled gently in his storage bag, and a lightning ball only half the size of a fist, flashing with lightning and lightning, fell from the sky under the dual traction of magic power and spiritual consciousness, and directly passed through the barrier of the formation flag and landed around Liang Chaoyuan.

The main purpose of the formation arranged by Liang Chaoyuan is to isolate combat information, and the remaining little defense is mainly to produce the due effect through the invasion of the breath of strange monks.

The spiritual energy on the thunder ball is limited, and violent explosions have been heard one after another before the formation flag has reacted.

"I don't know who you are, you actually challenged the majesty of the Bai family openly, aren't you afraid of being hunted down by patrolling monks?" Suddenly, an angry shout came.

"Fellow Daoist Liang, aren't you just the thief crying thief? You have carefully arranged a set of formations to restrain the aura here. If a patrol team really appears, it is still unknown who will be chased and killed in the end. Besides, hasn't Fellow Daoist been waiting for me?"

Liang Chaoyuan's mouth was full of sarcasm, and he opened his mouth and spit out the flame stone. A red flame came overwhelmingly.

The power contained in these flames can be imagined. The blazing fire seems to burn through the world alive and leave a huge and irreparable scar.

The flame stone is worthy of being a second-level upper-grade spiritual weapon. The power of the flame it sprays is far beyond the second-level middle-grade spiritual talisman it is refined from.

Twelve flame beads that had already accumulated power long ago gathered together and turned into a huge rock that fell from the sky. It fell fiercely, and its might was no different from a meteor from outer space.

In the battle, Sun Mingsheng never gave up. Once he took action, he would go all out, just like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth.

"So it's you, the thief." After seeing Sun Mingsheng's face clearly, Liang Chaoyuan naturally didn't continue to entangle.

Liang Chaoyuan, who was already quite embarrassed by the explosion of the thunder ball, jumped up, under the protection of a layer of golden cloak, waving a nine-section whip with barbs, and rushed straight to Sun Mingsheng.

The nine-section whip is a relatively rare spiritual weapon in the entire cultivation world. If you want to exert its due power, you must have a matching inherited technique.

The nine-section whip was still a certain distance away from Sun Mingsheng. When the evil wind just hit, a large number of flying needles flew directly in front of him.

Each flying needle contained a certain amount of toxins. If more than ten flying needles fell on his body, it would definitely cause irreversible damage.

Sun Mingsheng had plenty of combat experience and had played against several monks with nine-section whips, but this was the first time he had encountered such a strange method.

In the midst of such lightning and sparks, Sun Mingsheng only had time to cover his body with a layer of magic light shield and rolled on the ground.

The method that had been tried and tested in the past to buy some buffer time had completely lost its effect today.

The dense flying needles in the air seemed to have completely locked him, and with a light turn in the air, they followed closely behind.

"Sure enough, he is an ignorant country bumpkin who actually tried to dodge in this way," Liang Chaoyuan showed a sinister look.

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