Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Xing Liren stared at the black flag in the hands of the sheep-headed man and said angrily through gritted teeth.

"Langshui Banner! Xing Yixuan, it turns out to be you!"

Seeing that her identity was exposed, Xing Yixuan stopped covering up and took off her sheep-head mask.

"Xing Liren, so what if it's me?"

"You and I had no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges these days. You actually ignored the friendship of the same clan and attacked me for no reason. What was your purpose?" Xing Liren asked with anger on his face.

Xing Yixuan looked cold and responded sternly.

"Xing Liren, you betrayed your family for your own selfish desires, yet you still have the nerve to mention 'fellowship'. Today, I will clean up the family for the Xing family."

Xing Liren's expression became a little flustered, obviously he did not expect that Xing Yixuan would find out about his secret collusion with the Jing family.

He turned his gaze to Jing Lie, a hint of hope flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Xing Liren had only one thought in his mind - Xing Yixuan must be eliminated. Only in this way can this secret be kept.

Jing Lie also found the current situation extremely difficult.

Zhenbao Peak is too close to Fang Zhucheng, and the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Xing family may get wind of it and arrive at any time.

If he were to kill Xing Yixuan, a genius of the Xing family, it would be tantamount to breaking up with the Xing family.

Jing Lie turned his head and looked at the old man in gray robe behind him with questioning eyes.

The old man's eyes were stern and he nodded slightly without any trace.

Jing Lie turned around and shot his sharp gaze at Xing Yixuan, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

He used all the magic power in his body, and the magic power poured into the dragon flag like a tide.

In an instant, the strong wind howled again, several times more violent than before!

A hurricane was generated out of thin air, hundreds of feet high, as if it was going to shatter the entire night sky.

Xing Yixuan looked at the hurricane coming towards her face without any fear, her red lips slightly opened and she said coldly.

"Well done! I want to see how powerful Jing Lie, who has been famous for a hundred years and is known as the Jing family's number one golden elixir monk, is."

Xing Yixuan urged the wave flag in her hand without reservation.

There was water vapor all around, and a huge water dragon with a length of more than a hundred feet condensed in the water vapor all over the sky.

Every dragon scale on the water dragon's body shone with cold light, just like a real giant dragon.

"go!"

Xing Yixuan let out a sigh.

The water dragon bared its teeth and claws, and rushed out.

In an instant, the water dragon and the hurricane met.

The huge body of the water dragon writhed in the hurricane.

The dragon's claws streaked through the air with streaks of cold light, piercing into the hurricane with thunderous force.

The dragon's tail swept away with overwhelming force, trying to tear apart the hurricane.

The hurricane was not to be outdone, the strong wind was like a knife, constantly cutting the dragon's body.

Jing Lie and Xing Yixuan both used their magic weapons with all their strength. Their faces gradually turned pale, and it was obvious that they had consumed a lot of energy.

"Boom!"

Sudden.

The hurricane and the water dragon collapsed at the same time.

It made a loud noise that resounded through the sky.

The earth shook.

A strong wind swept through.

It rained heavily.

It was like a storm was coming.

The aftermath of terror swept across everything within a radius of twenty miles.

Trees were uprooted, rocks were crushed instantly, and the entire earth trembled under the force.

Dense raindrops hit the ground, making a "crackling" sound.

Rain and strong wind intertwined to form a blurry and broken world.

Xing Yixuan and Jing Lie were both shocked to varying degrees.

Both of them were so shocked that they vomited blood and staggered back several feet. It was considered a close fight.

Outside the beast cave where Song Wen was hiding, gravel, soil, and rotten wood kept falling, like a scene of a natural disaster.

He couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue.

Xing Yixuan and Jing Lie used their full strength to act, and they were so powerful that the strong winds and heavy rains may have affected the entire area for dozens of miles.

What level of magic weapon did the two of them use?

Top grade magic weapon? Or is it a magic weapon?

"I'm afraid there is no chance to win the Tianling Pill." Song Wen thought to himself.

Right now.

In a valley more than thirty miles away from Song Wen, strong winds and heavy rain were raging above the valley.

In the dark valley, two figures stood.

In front of one of them, there was a blood-colored array disk suspended.

The spells in this person's hands are constantly changing, and each spell entered makes the runes on the formation plate brighter and brighter.

As his mana continued to be injected, the array began to vibrate and make a low hum.

The blood-colored light on the formation plate gradually became stronger and stronger, starting out as a faint crimson color. As time went by, the light became more and more dazzling, as if blood was boiling under the scorching sun.

The entire valley was illuminated crimson by the blood light, and the blood light seemed to tear apart the dark night.

At the same time, the intense spiritual energy in the valley was like boiling water, surging endlessly.

Suddenly, a dark formation barrier rose out of thin air, covering the entire valley.

As soon as the formation barrier appeared, it quickly spread outward.

Its speed is as fast as lightning piercing the sky or like a meteor falling to the ground, spanning hundreds of miles in an instant.

As the formation barrier spreads, the air is squeezed to the point of making a sharp whistling sound.

Covered up by the aftermath of the battle between Xing Yixuan and Jing Lie, the vision in the valley and the spread of the formation barrier did not seem so eye-catching.

Song Wen watched helplessly as the black light curtain penetrated his body and passed quickly. His heart tightened and he felt an inexplicable panic.

He quickly looked inside himself, but didn't find anything unusual.

However, the feeling of heart palpitations lingered like a shadow, as if a huge crisis was coming.

Song Wen didn't dare to lurk here anymore. He got out of the beast's cave and shuttled through the dark forest, trying to get away from this place.

The fourteen people on Zhenbao Peak were also penetrated by the black light curtain.

Except for the old man in gray robe, everyone else looked shocked.

The old man in gray robe turned his head and looked towards the valley, with a sneer on his lips.

Thirty breaths later, Song Wen escaped dozens of miles, and a black formation barrier blocked his way.

Song Wen used his magic power to hold up a stone as big as his fist.

The stone suddenly accelerated and hit the formation light curtain.

Just when the stone was about to touch the light curtain, the light curtain emitted a dark light.

When illuminated by this black light, the rocks turned into countless tiny stone fragments and scattered in all directions.

A trace of surprise flashed in Song Wen's eyes. This formation of light curtain actually took the initiative to fight back.

Just when Song Wen was pondering how to escape from this formation.

The entire formation suddenly glowed with deep black light, making the formation even darker, as black as undissolved ink, without a trace of light.

Song Wen's expression was solemn, his eyes fixed on the formation light screen, alert to unknown dangers.

He suddenly felt his body become lighter, and a strong sense of weightlessness came over him.

Then, Song Wen felt dizzy, and everything in front of him became illusory and distorted.