Seeing the woman's shy look, Zhang Ling shook his head and smiled. Although this Fairy Su is not absolutely beautiful, she has a kind of delicate and charming feeling.
Su Yu'er cried out, and quickly took out a blue dress from her storage bag, and put it on instantly in a red light.
Su Yu'er, who had changed into a new dress, glanced at Zhang Ling. Seeing that Zhang Ling had turned his head and was looking blankly at the fast-flowing clouds outside, wondering what he was thinking.
Su Yu'er also breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again. After a moment of silence, the woman sighed again. "I didn't expect Senior Brother Jiang to fall like this. I don't know who attacked us."
"Hehe, although we are high-level cultivators, we are not more relaxed than low-level cultivators. Our lives are in danger at any time." Zhang Ling also sighed.
Su Yu'er also nodded, quite agreeing with his words. "What Senior Brother said is true. After returning to Wanxiang City, we..."
But at this moment, Zhang suddenly stood up, flashed and stood at the edge of the platform, looking down.
"Did you find danger again." Su Yu'er's face changed, and she stood up and asked. Zhang Ling did not answer, still staring at the clouds below, constantly observing something.
Is it my illusion?
Just now, he clearly felt a divine sense power sweeping towards this side. It's just that now looking outside, there are no traces of any monks in the surrounding thirty or forty miles area, and even the shadows of wild beasts and monsters are not seen.
They are now rising rapidly and have left the sea of clouds. In a few hours, they will be able to return to the top.
Zhang Ling frowned slightly, still inclined to believe that he had not felt wrong just now. Then there is another possibility that other monks nearby just passed by and checked on them before leaving.
Just as he was wondering in his heart, his divine sense discovered a blue escape light flying from the clouds.
This escape light is very fast. After a few flashes, it kept up with their ascending speed. In the blink of an eye, it has approached them by a hundred zhang(丈: a unit of length, approximately meters) and is flying towards their location.
"Eh, Nascent Soul cultivator." Su Yu'er also observed the flying blue escape light, her face changed.
At the same time, a powerful divine sense power swept over everyone. Zhang Ling felt it more clearly that there was indeed a Nascent Soul cultivator in the blue escape light.
He hesitated for a moment, then immediately cupped his hands towards the escape light and said, "Junior pays respect to senior. We are a team from Wanxiang City performing a task."
"You are monks from Wanxiang City." At the same time, a muffled voice came from the other side. The blue light flashed a few times and reached more than twenty zhang(丈: a unit of length, approximately meters) away from the black stone platform where everyone was.
The monk inside is a green-robed man. This person is middle-aged, thin, but his head is two circles larger than ordinary people, which looks extremely uncoordinated.
The big-headed freak stared at them with his small eyes, and his eyes fell on Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling felt a sense of crisis when he was stared at by this person, feeling chills down his spine.
Seeing this, Su Yu'er next to him quickly replied.
"Junior is a disciple of the Ziyang Sect. When the beast tide broke out, we responded to the call of Wanxiang City to perform tasks in the Liuyun Sea. We happened to meet senior here. I wonder what senior's respected name is and if there are any instructions."
"Hehe, this old man happens to have something for you to do. I wonder if you are willing."
"I don't know what abilities juniors have to serve senior." Hearing the big-headed freak's unceremonious words, Zhang Ling secretly said it was not good.
Moreover, the way this Nascent Soul old monster looked at them seemed different, with a faint hint of killing intent. Although he didn't know the reason, he still pretended to be calm and answered.
"Simple, this venerable wants to borrow something from you."
"What does senior want to borrow." Su Yu'er asked subconsciously.
"Hmph, then let's borrow your little lives."
The big-headed freak suddenly became gloomy and smiled lightly. Countless green light spots appeared in front of him. The green light quickly gathered and stretched to the left and right at once, turning into an arc-shaped green light more than twenty zhang(丈: a unit of length, approximately meters) long, and slashed down instantly.
It was like a blade of light slashing straight down.
After a loud bang, the green light split open the black stone platform they were standing on. The formation light shield on it shattered at once, and the entire platform was directly broken into two halves.
Several unfortunate Foundation Establishment monks happened to be in the attack range and were killed instantly. The remaining Foundation Establishment monks' faces changed drastically, and they exclaimed.
This attack was too fast, and the Foundation Establishment monks couldn't react at all.
After the blade light struck, it did not disappear, but divided into thirty or forty light blades that were ten zhang(丈: a unit of length, approximately meters) long, scattered and swept towards the remaining Foundation Establishment monks.
In the blink of an eye, all thirty Foundation Establishment monks were chopped into pieces. Most people were killed before they could even scream.
And Zhang Ling and Su Yu'er were naturally also within the attack range, and they were both overwhelmed.
Su Yu'er's face turned pale, and she released the Dragon and Phoenix Jade Pendant, turning it into two layers of flame cover to protect her whole body, blocking the attacks of more than ten light blades.
Zhang Ling waved the jade Ruyi(如意: an S-shaped ornamental object that symbolizes good luck), and large white clouds emerged. Many light blades sank into it, only making a muffled sound, and were all blocked.
His expression fell to the bottom. He didn't expect this old monster to attack directly without saying a word. It seemed that he didn't give them a way out at all and wanted to kill them instantly.
Temporarily resisting the attack of the light blades, Zhang Ling was still not at ease and sacrificed the Yellow Luo Umbrella again. Two flying swords also appeared beside him, turning into sword wheels and dancing, cutting off many light blades.
"Why did senior attack us? We juniors have not offended senior, is there a misunderstanding." Su Yu'er shouted with a pale face. Her situation was not good, and now she was attacked again, she quickly opened her mouth to explain something.
"You can only blame you for not appearing in this sea of clouds." The big-headed freak just smiled and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. Green fluorescence flickered in his palm, and a green little knife flew out, turning into a giant blade that was ten zhang(丈: a unit of length, approximately meters) wide.
The giant blade rotated rapidly, and the sound of wind came. This person flicked his finger lightly, the freak stopped rotating, and immediately faced Zhang Ling and shot out in a flash.
Zhang Ling's face sank, and his whole body's spiritual power surged, pouring all his spiritual power into the two defensive ancient treasures, protecting himself tightly.
At the same time, his hands condensed into a series of magic seals, and the two flying swords shone brightly, instantly merging into a giant sword of blue light.
Immediately afterwards, there was a flash of green light in front of him, and the green flying knife slashed over with a whistling sound.
With a muffled bang, the giant sword condensed from the two flying swords only barely blocked it, and was knocked away, re-decomposing into two flying swords.
Then there was another loud bang. The flying knife slashed on his body without hindrance. Zhang Ling felt a heavy blow and was instantly knocked out.
