"I will kill the immortals who broke into the Jiuqu Stone Cave first. Jingbo, Jingpo, you two took their clan members to hurry up and kill this *** black turtle and pick the lotus seeds of the little lotus. You must not let the holy objects of our clan fall into the hands of the immortals, and rely on the strength of the immortals."

Jinghun held a giant silver spear in his hand and slowly stood up, and said coldly to the high-level strong men of the plundering sea clan.

After saying that, he lit up on the ground, jumped up several feet with a slight jump, and rode steadily on the back of a ninth-level golden elixir-level squid horse next to him, holding a giant silver spear in one hand and holding the bones on the back of the squid horse in the other hand, facing the entrance of the cave with cold eyes.

In fact, with the strength of his strongest high-level strongman in the Sea-Gao Tribe, if he takes all his strength, he can take down the ninth-level *** black turtle guarding Zi Youlian alone.

However, before, he was ordered by the Great Elder of the Witch Tribe to protect the Langya Passage and block the Jindan monks from entering the Langya Secret Realm. The divine power was too severely damaged, and the demonic power of the sea demon horse was almost exhausted. It took him several hours to rest, and only now he has recovered 20% to 30% of his strength.

Before his strength could be recovered, the monk had already found the Nine-Curved Stone Cave, which made him not have time to deal with the ninth-level *** Black Turtle. He could only let the second leader Jingbo and the third leader Jingpo lead the high-level strong men of the sea clan to fight with the *** Black Turtle.

"Swish, whisper, whisper!"

The figures of four golden elixir monks including Jiang Ling and Ye Qin appeared at the entrance of the cave in the ninth song of the stone cave. There were also several spirit beasts behind them.

However, the four Jindan monks were about to rush inside, but suddenly they found a high-level strongman wearing armor and carrying a giant silver spear, riding a sirens horse, which had blocked the way for the four of them.

"Simon Marix!"

Ye Qin's pupils suddenly shrank, and was startled. His figure stopped in an instant, only forty or fifty feet away from the Siren Maris.

This Siren Malis blocked their group of more than 60 Golden Pill Cultivators for several hours at the slit passage entering the Langya Secret Realm.

Although this is due to the narrow passage and the advantage of the advantage of the narrow and convenient terrain, the Siren Malis only needs to deal with two Jindan monks at a time, and does not have to face the mad attacks of more than 60 Jindan monks at the same time, his ability to hold on for several hours under the successive attacks of the Jindan monks is enough to show how terrifying the strength of the Siren Malis has reached.

Among the Tu tribes in the East China Sea, Siren Malis is one of the most powerful high-level strongmen, and can even fight against a late-stage Jindan monk in a single battle.

Ye Qin was not sure to fight a Siren Malis.

"It is probably a good chance to run into this Siren Maria in this Nine-Curve Stone Cave. Any Jindan monk who entered the Langya Secret Realm this time is definitely not the opponent of this Siren Maria. I just don't know if the four Jindan monks can compete with each other to defeat this Siren Maria?"

Ye Qin was frightened and quickly looked at the other three Jindan monks.

"How could this Siren Marix appear in this Nine-Curve Stone Cave?"

"Oh no, I almost forgot that the Siren Malis is a member of the Sea-Gao Tribe, and the holy object of the Sea-Gao Tribe is Zi Youlian. It is probably not easy to seize Zi Youlian from his hands."

Jiang Ling, Zheng Chenghui and Shi Hanyang also had their faces pale and stopped.

They did not expect to meet this Siren Maris in this Nine-Curve Stone Cave.

Jiang Ling, the leading fourth-level monk in the Golden Pill, was stunned for a moment. The mysterious and powerful Siren Malis, who had not appeared in the East China Sea for a long time, made him feel awe. He did not dare to take the initiative to attack immediately and froze in place.

Jinghun glanced at the four Jindan monks standing side by side with cold eyes. Seeing their faces full of shock, he felt a little disdainful.

"Hmph, only four immortals in the early stage of the Golden Pill dare to come to break into this Jiuqu Stone Cave. This Jiuqu Stone Cave is the place where I plunder the sea clan to store holy objects. For the sake of your mistakenly breaking into the forbidden land, you can leave yourself and I can let you live. Otherwise, this Jiuqu Stone Cave is your bone burial place."

After saying that, Jinghun Yiheng pointed at Jiang Ling, the leader of the four golden elixir monks.

The Siren Malis, a cold giant silver spear that is five feet long, is like a black armored war god. It is powerful without anger, and exudes a majestic aura all over his body. This aura as heavy as a mountain condenses at the tip of the gun, and even a demonic aura that is condensed as solid as a substance comes out from the tip of the gun.

It can be imagined that as long as Jiang Ling acts rashly, he will definitely be hit by the full force of the Siren Malis. The power of this shot is definitely enough to break the protective cover of a mid-stage Jindan monk and make his body feel cold.

Jiang Ling stared at the Siren Malix with a slightly cloudy yellow eyeball, and beads of sweat were drawn from his wrinkled forehead. The sweat dripping on his forehead had soaked his eyebrows, but he did not dare to act rashly to wipe it, so as not to attract the Siren Malix's full-strength attack. He was not sure that he could withstand the shot.

However, he broke into the Blood Sea several times and saw enemies who were stronger than Siren Malis. Of course, he would not be easily overwhelmed by this momentum. Even under tremendous pressure, he remained awake enough.

Jiang Ling didn't dare to move lightly, but his eyes flashed and he glanced at the Siren Malis not far behind him.

In the huge cave, next to a cold pool in the center, seven high-level strong men from the Sea-Grave Clan were crazily besieging a ninth-level black turtle. Although the seven strong men of the Sea-Grave Clan had the advantage, the black turtle was tightened in the turtle shell. The tortoise shell was too hard and was not afraid of the siege. The two sides fought fiercely.

In the middle of the cold pool, there were several extremely gorgeous lotus trees floating. There was almost no grass growing in the same area for dozens of miles around the entire Jiuqu Stone Cave. But in the cold pool, which was extremely cold, several lotus trees could grow. This was an incredible miracle.

"Zi Youlian!"

Jiang Ling was surprised and almost lost her voice.

Ye Qin, Zheng Chenghui and Shi Hanyang, three Jindan monks, were on guard and did not receive the order of the team leader Jiang Ling, so naturally they did not act rashly.

Facing a Siren Malis, their group of four Jindan monks are not very strong. Once a Jindan monk is damaged, the remaining few will probably die in this Nine-Curve Stone Cave, let alone want to grab Zi Youlian.

Suddenly, I encountered a nearly terrifying Siren Malis. Whether to advance or retreat was all in Jiang Ling's thoughts.

Jiang Ling quickly came back from the words of the Siren Horse.

"If the Siren Malis is at the peak of his divine power, he may not be his opponent when he joins hands with his four people. However, he had consumed a lot of divine power in the passage of Langya Secret Realm before, and his divine power may not be able to recover."

"If Siren Malis is sure to kill him and others, he will not say a word of nonsense to the four of them. Siren Malis is not sure to deal with him and the four of them, so he deliberately delays the time so that other Siren Malis can kill the black turtle. Then he will work together to deal with him and the four of them."

These thoughts flashed through Jiang Ling's mind, and his fear of Siren Malis quickly faded away. His extreme desire for Zi Youlian gained the upper hand.

The Siren Malis did not take the initiative to attack, but advised them to leave, definitely not wanting to expose their strength.

Old Jiang Ling's face remained calm, and he forced a smile and said, "In the East China Sea cultivation world, heaven and earth treasures have always been a part of the people who see each other. This is the rule. We will help you kill the black turtle, and then we will share the spiritual objects in the Nine-Curve Stone Cave. What do you think?"

"Hmph, there are countless treasures in the secret territory of Langya. You can go to find other spiritual objects, and I will never interfere. But the spiritual objects in the Nine-Curve Stone Cave are the holy objects of my sea-piercing tribe. Not to mention you immortals, even other East China Sea tribes will not do it. Get out."

Jinghun said coldly.

Jiang Ling's heart moved and finally confirmed that the Siren Malis' divine power had not recovered yet and did not want to fight with them. Otherwise, with the Siren Malis' status and strength, the four of them, Jindan monks, would not tolerate the snatching food from his tiger's mouth.

The more time delays, the more unfavorable it will be for the four Jindan monks.

"Do it!"

Jiang Ling was a little annoyed and did not immediately start his attack as soon as he entered the stone cave. He couldn't help but shout, and immediately shot out two flying swords of the soul, turning into more than ten feet of extremely sharp blue and blue rainbow lights, and directly attacking the Siren Malis.

As soon as Jiang Ling took action, three Jindan monks, Ye Qin, Zheng Chenghui and Shi Hanyang, took action with all their strength almost at the same time.

"Dong--!"

Zheng Chenghui waved his hand, and the white bones shone with white light. He hit the Xiao Kui Niu drum artifact in the air, making a deafening and dull drum sound, and blasted towards the Siren Malis, the seven high-level strongmen of the sea plundering clan and the *** black turtle in the cave.

The seven Liss, the eyes of the sea-grabbing clan, suddenly turned red and bloody, and they fell into a frenzy, and could no longer surround the *** black turtle.

Jinghun, who was the first to be blasted, felt his blood boiling all over his body, and he rushed to his brain, his eyes bulging red.

But he was the strongest high-level strongman in the Sea-Gao Tribe. This dull drum made his qi and blood boil, but it did not completely shock his mind.

"Blood Qi Gang!"

Jinghun suddenly whispered, his muscles swelled, his blood veins swelled, and a stream of hot blood flowed rapidly in his body. With a "huh", countless bloodshots ejaculated out of the pores that spread out from his body.

The thin blood-colored aura fog quickly formed a strange blood-qi shield, covering Jinghun. This blood-qi missile seemed like a burning flame, bright and red to the extreme.

"What~, Blood Qi Gang!?"

Jiang Ling was horrified and even his eyes were about to be horrified.

The Tu tribe's strong men do not know how to spell, and naturally they cannot protect their own spells. They can only fight against the enemy with their strong muscles and bones.
Chapter completed!