I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

Shaoqing, Song Xiaoying was looking up at the sky, waiting for her husband and Uncle Wei to return, when several mana breaths from the foundation establishment period suddenly broke into her spiritual consciousness together.

Oops!

These breaths came from all directions, and Song Xiaoying immediately realized that the other party was not kind, so she shouted loudly:

"There is a situation! You quickly form an array!"

Junior brother Sun and a girl surnamed Fan and other disciples of the Qi refining period were awakened by him from the meditation, and they all looked around, but there was nothing unusual, and they were puzzled.

When everyone was at a loss, the girl surnamed Fan reacted in time, stood up anxiously, and forced the younger sisters and younger brothers to stop meditating.

Fortunately, although the girl surnamed Fan does not have the name of a senior elder sister, she has the real status of a senior elder sister. These young boys and girls who are at an unruly age are usually used to her arrangements, and at this moment they subconsciously started to move, and soon they were guided by her. Formed a simple attack formation.

During this period, Song Xiaoying was busy offering the sound-transmitting talisman, and after she fired a flame towards the sky in a little panic, she looked at the group of disciples who had just formed the formation, and she couldn't help showing satisfaction. Be alert.

After a few breaths, four black dots flew from the sky, hanging above the coral reef, looking at Song Xiaoying and the others below with an unfriendly expression.

"Four fellow Taoists, we are disciples of the Qingling Sect. Senior Jiedan in the sect is nearby. I wonder if there is any offense?"

Although Song Xiaoying knew that the possibility was unlikely, she still wanted to scare the other party with her words.

"Haha, senior brother, she said that there are elders in the alchemy stage nearby, did she get dizzy in a hurry, and thought that I would believe such rhetoric later!"

"Which sect is Qinglingmen? It's not well-known, I'm afraid it's not some small mountain sect that only has foundation-building monks!"

"Don't talk nonsense, take them down quickly!"

"Haha, I didn't expect to have unexpected gains on the way home, not bad not bad!"

Seeing that these four cultivators were all black-clothed monks in the early stage of foundation establishment, Song Xiaoying quietly took out a piece of elementary and high-level talisman that Gongsun Yu bought at a high price to protect her body.

She made up her mind that as long as the opponent made a move, she would use this talisman to severely injure one person.

In this way, if those juniors hold one person together, and she holds the two together, she will have a chance to wait for her husband and Uncle Wei to come back to help.

Just as they were thinking about it, the four black-clothed monks sacrificed a magic weapon with hooked claws attached to a chain, and shot at Song Xiaoying in unison. Obviously, they planned to work together to deal with the only foundation-building stage monk here.

Seeing the strange bloody light shining on the hook claws, Song Xiaoying dared not let them get close, aimed at the black-clothed monk who was ordering to strike, and shot out the talisman secretly held in his hand.

I saw that a blue giant sword suddenly cut out, breaking the joint attack of the four people, and at the same time, it slashed at a black-clothed monk with a terrifying spiritual pressure.

The man obviously didn't expect that the other party would have a high-level talisman in his hand, and the magic weapon he sacrificed in a panic was split in half by the blue giant sword.

Fortunately, at this time, the power of the cyan giant sword was exhausted, so he did not end up in the same fate as his magic weapon, but he was also swept by the aftermath and flew out of his body, life and death unknown.

The other three didn't care about the companion who was sent flying by the blue giant sword, but launched an offensive against Song Xiaoying again.

"Sister Fan, they are bad people, what should we do?"

Xi'er had never seen such a life-and-death fight, and said with tears.

"Xi'er, don't be afraid! Everyone, don't be afraid! Follow me to practice kung fu, we have to help Uncle Song."

The girl surnamed Fan said with a trembling voice. She took a deep breath and shouted:

"Raise the sword!"

Immediately, the small blue and red swords of the crowd gathered above the heads of the crowd like swimming fish, and after circling in a circle, they flew towards the girl surnamed Fan's sword.

Although the small green and red swords they sacrificed were not powerful enough, they could still pose a threat to the monks in the early stage of foundation establishment when the five swords were slashed together.

Under the control of the girl surnamed Fan, the group of flying swords is like a school of nimble fish. The black-clothed monk who was dragged by them repeatedly tried to use tricks to destroy their magic weapon, but he couldn't find a chance, so he screamed in anger .

However, a group of disciples in the qi refining period successfully held back the enemy, but Song Xiaoying pulled the crotch.

Her fighting experience was still too little, and with the cooperation of the two black-clothed monks, she soon showed her flaws, and was chained by the other party into a shameful appearance.

After capturing Song Xiaoying, one of the Black One cultivators roughly pinched her cheeks, shaking her from side to side as if watching an animal.

Song Xiaoying was extremely ashamed and indignant, but suffered from the fact that her mana was restrained by the restriction on the instrument, even if she wanted to kill herself, she couldn't do it, so she could only let her do what she wanted.

"It's over, Uncle Song was captured by the other party, Sister Fan, what should we do?"

The junior sister shouted anxiously, and the panicked girl surnamed Fan came back to her senses. She looked left and right, feeling great despair in her heart.

For the current plan, the only way out is to separate and flee for their lives.

But the other party was a monk in the Foundation Establishment period, and there were three other people. If they ran away, none of them would be able to escape.

Taking a deep look at Junior Brother Sun who was full of fear, the girl surnamed Fan shouted softly:

"You run away separately, I will stay and hold them back! Don't talk too much, just let yourself survive!"

"How can the senior sister hold them back alone, let the younger brother stay together."

Junior Brother Sun's fear stopped when he heard the words, he sighed softly, and walked to the side of the girl surnamed Fan.

Just as the three of Xi'er were hesitating, an extremely angry shout came from a distance:

"Evil cultivator! Let go of my wife!"

A cyan ray of light flew towards him with all his strength, and as soon as he entered the range of his consciousness, Gongsun Yu sacrificed his flying sword and slashed at the black-clothed monk who was pinching Song Xiaoying's fragrant cheek with all his strength.

Seeing this, the black-clothed monk was first startled, then smiled coldly, and shamelessly blocked Song Xiaoying in front of him.

"shameless!"

Gongsun Yu could only deflect the sword light and hit another black-clothed monk.

Although the black-clothed monk was on guard, Gongsun Yu was a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he shot with anger, breaking his protective means with one blow.

The flying sword passed over his shoulder, leaving a deep bloodstain.

"Stop! If you dare to use your sword again, this girl will die!"

The monk in black who held Song Xiaoying threatened loudly.

"Husband, leave me alone! Draw your sword quickly!"

Song Xiaoying was so ashamed and angry at being molested by the monk in black, so she shouted recklessly at this moment.

"shut up!"

The black-clothed monk punched Song Xiaoying's abdomen, causing her to bow in pain, unable to speak.

"Xiaoying!"

Before Gongsunyu's anxious voice fell, an extremely cold voice resounded between heaven and earth:

"Junior He Fang, dare to humiliate my Qingling Sect disciple, court death!"

"Not good! There are really alchemy cultivators, hurry up!"

The black-clothed monk who captured Song Xiaoying was well aware of the strength of the alchemy monks, and he knew that not only would he not be able to escape, but he would die faster if he kidnapped the girl, so he threw her into the sea, and retreated to the same place with the other two. Walk.