Chapter 58 Escape!

Ye Ling and the other six people were discovered by the elite disciples of Fengchi Sect who all wore pink dresses. Yun Wan had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow her previous plan and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Song, Xiaowan and I are here to practice. It just so happened that these fellow Taoists from the Yaogu Sect were also practicing at our Fengchi Pond, so I decided to join a team with them, haha."

The tall Senior Sister Song looked at Ye Ling and He Jingsheng coldly with suspicious eyes, ignored Su Qin and Zi Shan, and asked in a deep voice:

"Fellow Yaogu Sect? Humph! What's the motive of you two male cultivators breaking into our Fengchi Sect's territory? What's your intention? Could it be that you met two junior sisters who are good-looking and extremely daring? , want to use this to get close to them?"

He Jingsheng felt guilty as a thief, and his face was a bit unnatural. He waved his hands hurriedly and said: "This senior sister of Fengchi Sect, please don't misunderstand me. Xiaoke is only at the fourth level of Qi training, and Tiandan doesn't dare to have the slightest evil thoughts!"

Ye Ling was much calmer than him and said calmly: "In my opinion, our two junior sisters from Yao Valley, Su Qin and Zi Shan, are no more ugly than those from your Fengchi Sect! Don't wrongly accuse good people, we are just I came here to practice and happened to pass by Fengchi Pond.”

The few elite female disciples behind the female cultivator surnamed Song were all angry and stunned. They all stared at the ordinary-looking Ye Ling with unkind eyes. On the contrary, no one paid attention to He Jingsheng, the handsome boy.

Senior Sister Song showed no mercy at all and said coldly: "Hmph! Regardless of whether what you say is true or false, Fengchi is our sect's dojo. As Yaogu disciples, you come here to practice and have violated our sect's prohibition. None of you can even think about going back! Han Xiang, Fang Liu, catch me!"

Ye Ling saw that the situation was not good. The opponents were all elite disciples of the Fengchi Sect. There were five female cultivators in the late stages of Qi training. How could they be their opponents?

"run!"

Ye Ling was too busy thinking about himself at the moment, and couldn't care about his three friends He Jingsheng, Suqin and Zishan. He only reminded him and immediately flew over ten feet away with his Xuanyun boots.

He Jingsheng was caught off guard. Before he could resist, he was knocked down by the Five Thunder Talisman of an elite female disciple of the Fengchi Sect. His life and death were unknown.

Ye Ling's scattered consciousness could see it clearly, and he was even more frightened. He used the wind control technique and accelerated his feet!

"Huh? This kid runs so fast! Han Xiang, you don't know how to control the wind. If you can't catch him, Senior Sister Submoto will catch him personally!"

While the tall female cultivator surnamed Song was speaking, her figure flashed like a red cloud, chasing after Ye Ling.

Ye Ling looked solemn as he crushed several second-level top-grade magical talismans, even faster!

The female cultivator surnamed Song relied on her cultivation at the eighth level of qi training and used the wind control technique. She was not worried about Ye Ling running away, and she was not willing to crush the third-level magical talisman. She just sneered from behind and said: "It's just qi training." Yao Gu Xiaoxiu on the fifth floor, are you afraid that you will go to the edge of the world? Stop here and spare your life! Otherwise, you will not be spared any physical pain!"

Ye Ling turned a deaf ear and turned around to catch a glimpse of Su Qin and Zi Shan. They seemed to let the two elite disciples of Fengchi Sect control them without any resistance. Ye Ling sighed in his heart, but now that it was important to escape, he was not that capable. , saving people under the watchful eyes of all the strong men.

Seeing the two chasing each other for nearly a mile, the female cultivator named Song gradually became anxious. She couldn't even catch up with a minor cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training. Where was her face?

Just when she was about to crush the third-level magical talisman, Ye Ling saw it clearly with his spiritual consciousness, quickly shot back a stack of magical talismans, and shouted: "Fire Talisman, burn!"

boom!

A fire shot up into the sky, and the female cultivator surnamed Song was shocked. Once hit by so many second-level top-grade spiritual talismans, her third-level body protection would be too much to bear, so she hurriedly dodged, hating Ye Ling deeply.

"Five Thunder Talisman!"

Ye Ling shouted again and threw out a handful of Five Thunder Talismans. A burst of lightning flashed, giving the tall female cultivator surnamed Song a headache. She dodged again.

"Fire Talisman, hit!"

Seeing that the female cultivator surnamed Song was chasing after her with a third-level magical talisman, Ye Ling shouted loudly, but the talisman he waved back was a large stack of ice wall talismans!

Several ice walls stand up! Like a horseshoe, it surrounds the tall female nun behind.

The female cultivator surnamed Song did not expect him to be so cunning. She used the movement technique of avoiding the explosion of the flame talisman to dodge to the right and hit the ice wall with a bang!

Ye Ling suppressed his laughter, quickly took out his mount Fire Eagle, and rode on it, wishing he could fly far away.

"Hehe, as long as she rides on a mount, her wind control skills will not be able to be used. She is also at the eighth level of Qi training, and I don't believe that she is faster than the original Xuanyi wind monk of the Southern Saint Sect!"

"Damn it! Damn it!" The female cultivator surnamed Song had her hair spread out in a bun. She rubbed her head in confusion for a while, and finally came to her senses.

Watching Lin Fan escape on his mount, the female cultivator surnamed Song sneered again. She actually took out a third-order spirit crane from the spirit beast bag and quickly chased after him.

At this moment, the tall female cultivator surnamed Song didn't even bother to comb her loose black hair. She urged the spirit crane and vowed to catch Ye Ling and give him a beating.

Ye Ling looked back and was shocked! After all, his Fire Eagle is a second-level mount, and its flying speed is far inferior to that of the third-level Spirit Crane. The situation is still very critical!

At this moment, Ye Ling looked at the undulating mountains to the south, and simply turned the fire eagle around, heading towards the dangerous valley cliffs covered by clouds and mist in the southwest.

call!

The fire eagle passed through the clouds and mist in the mountains and disappeared in an instant.

When Ye Ling finally saw the scene under the clouds and mist clearly, he felt that the mountain wind was strong and the clouds were turbulent. Even the fire eagle was a little unstable!

Ye Ling hurriedly lowered the fire sculpture, climbed the steep slope of the cliff, and gradually jumped down.

On the spiritual crane that was chasing behind, the female cultivator surnamed Song frowned slightly. Seeing the clouds and mists all over the mountain, she felt uneasy.

The female cultivator surnamed Song pondered: "This place is located in the south of Fengchi. It is a famous dangerous place surrounded by clouds. It is extremely dangerous. The elders of the sect forbid disciples to come here for training. Should I chase it or not? No! If I go back empty-handed, won’t my fellow sisters laugh at me?"

The female cultivator surnamed Song gritted her teeth and made a decision. She put down the third-level spiritual crane and rushed into the clouds and mist all over the mountain.

Even her third-level spiritual crane was very afraid of the strong mountain wind. The female cultivator surnamed Song had to reluctantly fly it close to the cliff. She used the same method as Ye Ling, jumping down along the cliff.

The female cultivator surnamed Song saw Ye Ling leaping and jumping from the hillside from a distance, and shouted in a deep voice: "Boy! Wait, I will come down to deal with you!"

Ye Ling looked up at the tall figure like a red cloud on the cliff, and sighed in his heart. This deep valley has an end after all. Once he reaches the bottom of the valley, wouldn't he be in a desperate situation?

Thinking of this, Ye Ling looked at the surrounding cliffs, and instantly hid in the water, looking for a dangerous terrain for an ambush.

The female cultivator surnamed Song suddenly lost Ye Ling's figure. At such a long distance, she couldn't use the spiritual eye technique to track him, and she was in doubt.