In an instant, in the boundless darkness, a hazy sword light jumped across the sky.

This sword light!

All three innate stages changed their faces. Before they could arouse their strength, they were penetrated by the psychedelic sword light and fell silently to the ground.

The sword energy transforms into Hong, you are in the Dan Killing Stage.

The only remaining gray-haired old man had a tough tone.

The young man in front of him was actually in the cultivation level of the Dan stage!

The acquired stage, the innate stage are all divided into four small realms: first, middle, high, and great perfection. Only from the innate Dzogchen transformation to the elixir stage can a carp jump over the dragon gate, otherwise they will all be ordinary people and will eventually end their lives.

The Danjie period can be said to be a watershed for an immortal.

The gray-haired old man stood there, a bloodline cracked between his eyebrows, and red blood flowed out.

Just a little while, his head was pierced.

I promise not to tell the story of Jiutian Yan Jingtie and spare my life. He no longer had the will to fight again, and his fingers trembled with fear.

Jiang Ling ignored him, his eyes were raging, and his sword energy surged into the sky, which made the old man in gray-clothed eyes twitch.

He will never let anyone go of life, and these three innate stages will undoubtedly die.

He is not bad at all, and he can survive with my sword. Jiang Ling looked at the old man in gray lightly.

You are actually a sword cultivator who has long been lost. The old man in gray is full of incredible faces.

I am Mo Shanhai, a member of the Mo family. If you are willing to let me go, our Mo family can tell you a huge secret.

Oh? Jiangling narrowed his eyes slightly.

However, at this moment, the old man in gray suddenly disappeared from the spot and rushed to Jiangling in the blink of an eye. He wore a pair of finger-exposed fist gloves on his hand. The force of the fist burst out like a flood, and he took Jiangling's temples in the dull sonic boom.

The speed is too slow.

A faint voice sounded leisurely, and Jiang Ling suddenly disappeared from the spot, and was already behind the old man when he appeared.

He stretched out one hand and grabbed the old man's head.

Please spare me...

The old man looked frightened. Before he could finish his words, his sharp sword energy shot out from his fingertips, shattering his head.

The blood mixed with the brain splattered all over the floor, but no drop fell on Jiangling.

Even if he is from the Mo family, Jiangling will be killed.

Playing sneak attack with me? You are still far from it.

Jiang Ling smiled slightly and found some pills from the corpse, which were all insignificant things, but for ordinary people, it was a magic pill.

Jiang Ling took off the fist gloves from the corpse's hand and looked at it.

He was too poor, and he actually used a low-grade real weapon in the middle stage of the innate stage. He couldn't help but shake his head.

The names of real tools, magic tools, etc. are all called by those mortals. Anyone who builds elixirs and embarks on the path of immortality will not look down on them. They use spiritual weapons, and each spiritual weapon is worth a lot.

Huh? Another key.

Jiang Ling raised his eyebrows and found a quaint key from a pile of debris, exactly the same as the key given to him by Bu Xuri.

Jiang Ling didn't have time to think about it anymore, so he put away the key first, then sat down on the spot, and took out the Nine Heavens Flame Crystal Iron.

My cultivation level can be broken through.

His eyes were hot. This piece of Jiutian Yan Crystal Iron was tempered and could be absorbed directly.

Buzz.

Jiang Ling closed his eyes, and a small and vague sword slowly appeared in his eyebrows, which was his sword pill.

When the sword pill touched the Jiutian Yan Crystal Iron, it absorbed it like a wild wolf that had been hungry for a long time, and soon absorbed the Jiutian Yan Crystal Iron.

As long as the sword pill is completely digested, the cultivation level that has been stagnant for thousands of years can be broken through. Jiangling is in a good mood.

After absorbing the Nine Heavens Flame Crystal Iron, the sword pill became a little bigger and more condensed, but it still takes time to slowly absorb energy.

He took the sword pill back to the sea of ​​consciousness and looked at Mo Shanhai's body lightly.

Do you also think I am a sword cultivator? Anyone who has seen me thinks I am a sword cultivator, but I have more than one golden elixir.

Jiang Ling smiled slightly and stood up.

At this time, in his sea of ​​consciousness, the sword-shaped sword pill was wrapped in a blood-colored pill and rotated in a mysterious trajectory. This blood pill was Jiangling's second golden pill.

Jiangling searched nearby and unexpectedly found a living mouth, a woman lying in a mud pit. She looked quite young, probably about 25 years old, with a pale face and only a trace of breath left.

She looks very similar to the one named Bu Xuri, and she should be his daughter.

Jiangling used Bu Xuri's Jiutian Yan Jing Iron and owed him a favor, so he simply saved her daughter's life, otherwise he would be ready to silence him.

My heart was broken and I could still hold on until now. Meeting me is a blessing for you.

Jiang Ling turned his hand and took out a jade bottle from his pocket, poured out the pills for her to take, stabilized her injuries and took her home.

At the same time, the news of the deaths of the three innate stages has spread, and all insiders are shocked.

Mo Qianshan, in a luxurious suite, was lying on the bed to enjoy the ultimate service of a woman, when suddenly a message popped up on the phone heading to the bed.

He glanced at him in dissatisfaction and changed his face immediately.

What, the fourth uncle Mo Shanhai is dead! All things are gone? It’s over.

He kicked the woman away, causing his subordinates to roar: Hurry up and check it out!

...

Jiang Ling took the woman home and looked carefully. He found that she was in a deep coma, with wounds of different severity and seriousness all over her body. The wounds were seriously infected and needed to be cleaned up immediately.

So Jiangling took off her clothes and put them in the bathtub, helped her clean her body, and washed her several times before she washed the mud stains.

It seems that I am still young. He couldn't help but smile when he felt his body react.

However, Jiang Ling didn't feel much in his heart, and he hadn't seen it before.

After scrubbing and applying medicine to the wound, Jiangling opened a secret door on the floor, which was a hidden basement.

The moment the basement opened, a colorful light mixed with various medicinal fragrances floated out.

The space inside is very large and completely isolated from the outside. The huge open space is full of various rare herbs.

There are also small formations inside to replenish the spiritual energy of the herbs, forming a world of its own, forming a complete ecological chain.

This has been cultivated through hundreds of years of hard work.

Looking at the various herbs growing vigorously, Jiangling felt emotion.

The woman's heart was broken and she had to use the Three-Cai Recovery Pill to remedy it.

The Sancai Huitian Pill requires several rare herbs to be refined. If Jiangling hadn't taken Bu Xuri's Nine Heaven Flame Crystal Iron, he would have been reluctant to refine the alchemy for his daughter.

After Jiang Ling refined the pill and took it, he soaked her naked in the medicine barrel.

The injury is too serious. Even if you take pills regularly, you have to take medicine bath every day to recover slowly.

When he finished his work, it was already dawn. He cleaned up and went to school.

As for the woman in the family, it is still a question of when she will wake up, let alone walking, he didn't care about it.

As soon as I sat down in the classroom, Jiangling found that the drawers were covered with envelopes and colorful paper.

What is this? He is full of doubts.

It's a love letter. My deskmate Qin Mengjiao sticks out her tongue at Jiangling.

Jiangling's crazy performance on the basketball court yesterday conquered countless female classmates in the school.

Qin Mengjiao felt happy when she thought of Jiangling writing a unique love letter to her.

Look, this is what the school beauty asked me to hand it over to you. Mo Youlan walked over helplessly and handed Jiangling a postcard. The card was Wu Yifan.

She is friends with the school beauty, and they ask for it in every way, but Mo Youlan is embarrassed to refuse.

Jiangling looked at Mo Youlan and opened the postcard casually. It was not a love letter. It wrote a WeChat account, which was from the school beauty, which meant that Jiangling took the initiative to add her.

It's quite arrogant. Jiangling laughed at it.

Do you have time? Can you talk to me? Mo Youlan pursed her lips and said in a low voice.

If it is related to jade pendants, there is no time.

As soon as Jiang Ling finished speaking, a wide palm slammed on his shoulder.

He is a young man with a face.

He pressed Jiang Ling's shoulder with one hand and slapped hard on the desk with the other: This classmate, Mo Youlan said she wanted to talk to you, didn't you hear it?

Jiang Ling glanced at him and said that this person was not a student in the class.

As if he saw Jiang Ling’s doubts, Mo Youlan took the initiative to explain: His name is He Hao, and he is my personal bodyguard.

After listening to Mo Youlan's introduction, He Hao grinned: Mo Youlan asked my master to teach her how to defend herself. I came to the school to protect Mo Youlan. With me here, no one can bully her.
To be continued...