"No! You are not a talisman master who has just entered the Golden Pill Realm! The seventh level of the Golden Pill Realm? No! It should be the eighth level!" Feeling the powerful binding force on his body, looking at the silent and quiet woman in front of him, Taoist Cang Jie was extremely shocked.

The strength of Master Talisman is not affected by the true essence and realm, but mainly depends on the power of soul. If the woman in front of him exerts the strength of Master Talisman at the Eighth Level of Golden Pill, this means that her soul power will inevitably reach the corresponding level!

"No! Impossible! How old is she? Her cultivation is progressing too fast! Even the most outstanding true disciple in Lingyun Sect is far weaker than her!"

"Even the Lord, known as a genius who is rare in Lingyun Sect in thousands of years, is highly valued by the master sect's real person, and his strength has not reached the level of the eighth level of the Golden Pill! But how could such an unknown person like her..."

Taoist Cang Jie was completely confused. He never expected that the weak woman following Shen Lang was so terrible.

But how could he know that Xia Qianye was the undisputed genius of Fudao in Qingyun Sect a long time ago, and his strength was not inferior to Xiao Yicai, the most outstanding true disciple of Qingyun Sect.

She is already extremely powerful, and she took another fairy spirit fruit that can become a genius after eating it. Her soul essence has been improved and her soul power has made another qualitative leap! Of course, her strength is far beyond that of ordinary true disciples.

"Uh... My wife really hid her deeply enough. She had expected that she was better than me, but she didn't expect that she was so much stronger." Shen Lang looked at her eyes, and she didn't feel embarrassed at all. She was like a slutty little face. Instead, she was proud and proud. Then she admired her wife more and even admired her.

Xia Qianye's little face raised slightly, and the little hand slid into the air became tighter and tighter, and the binding force on Taoist Cang Jie's body became tighter and tighter! The snake tail of the huge water snake seemed to be trying to trow Taoist Cang Jie into pieces!

"No!" Taoist Cang Jie was even more frightened and tried to break free from the water snake's shackles without leaving any effort. The black patterns on his body became more and more obvious. The strange patterns continued to extend from his chest to his face! But under the double suppression of the dragon-subduing ring and the huge water snake, he still could not get out.

"Shen Lang! Are you a bastard going to watch me die?" Taoist Cang Jie roared angrily.

Shen Lang was too lazy to pay attention to him, but just looked at the black patterns on Taoist Cang Jie's body, and he was a little confused.

In Guyang City, the head of the Murong family was also a cultivator of the Ninth Level of the Golden Pill, but in front of his dragon-subduing ring, he had no ability to resist. However, Taoist Cang Jie's performance today was many times better than the head of the Murong family.

"Is it because he becomes stronger that it is related to the black patterns on his body? But what are those patterns?" Shen Lang frowned deeply, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart. "The night is long and there are many dreams, so he can't keep going, so as not to cause any more changes."

Thinking of this, Shen Lang suddenly reached out and cast a talisman.

"Are you a talisman master?" Taoist Cang Jie was even more shocked. Talisman has always been an extremely rare existence in the world of cultivation. Xia Qianye is a powerful talisman master. This is enough to be surprised. But who would have thought that Shen Lang, who was always regarded as a waste, has not only surpassed his former strength, but also became a talisman master!

In an instant, Taoist Cang Jie couldn't help but feel regretful, thinking to himself, if he was not so greedy at the beginning, nor did he beg Shen Lang's true fire, and had always maintained a friendly relationship with Shen Lang, what would it be like!

A young Jindan realm monk is also a talisman master! How proud he should be to have such a disciple! His status in Lingyun Sect will be more respected, right?

Unfortunately, every step is wrong! Now this disciple who instinctively brings him endless glory has become his biggest enemy in his life.

"What do you want to do!" Seeing the talisman that became increasingly terrifying on Shen Lang's body, Taoist Cang Jie became frightened.

"What are you doing?" Shen Lang sneered, and the white true fire suddenly appeared in the air. "Don't you always want true fire? I'll give it to you now!"

As the words came, the true fire burned with the talisman line, and the powerful power of heaven and earth slowly merged with the true fire, emitting a heart-pounding fluctuation.

"Stop!" The white flames reflected the face of Taoist Cang Jie. Under the suppression of the dragon-subduing ring and under the constraints of the huge water snake, he no longer had the ability to turn the tables, nor did he have the ability to take Shen Lang's next move. "Shen Lang! I know my mistake... no! I'm the uncle of the junior master! I already know my mistake. I think that I am the right path, I beg you to open the door."

"Open the net?" Shen Lang thought to himself, when you were planning to kill me in the woods, why didn't you think about opening the net?

Shen Lang didn't plan to stop, and Xia Qianye didn't stop either. Taoist Cang Jie looked at these two people and was completely desperate!

Before leaving, he was still thinking in his heart that no matter what conspiracy these two people had, they were definitely not his opponent, because in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and tricks were undoubtedly a joke, and he could knock them into scum with just one palm!

However, he could not have thought that these two people, no matter how they look at them, should be young and younger guys, but their strength was more terrifying than the other. In despair, Taoist Cang Jie smiled at the sky and had already realized the enlightenment of death.

But at this moment, a mess of shouting and scolding suddenly came from the air, as well as the collision of swords and swords. Then, a masked figure in black fell from the sky, and by chance, it hit the place where Xia Qianye was standing.

Xia Qianye frowned slightly, and instinctively hid aside. She looked at the masked man in black who was ignorant of life and death and was very confused.

The Taoist Cang Jie who was waiting to die was also stunned and did not understand what was going on. When he felt that because Xia Qianye was distracted, the water snake's binding power was weakened by most of the time, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic and tried his best to escape.

At the same time, six or seven figures in black masked figures fell from the sky, and kept shouting: "Don't try to escape! Hand over the begonia of the heart! Don't die!"

However, when they fell from the sky and saw Shen Lang and Xia Qianye, they were also stunned!

The night was dark, and the masked men in black looked at the uncle Qingyun, and then at the deputy master of the Zhengqi Hall of Lingyun Sect. They couldn't figure out what was going on. The crowd looked at each other speechless for a long time, and seemed extremely quiet and extremely strange.

At this time, the sound of fighting in the further distance continued, and powerful auras and the collision between the true energy came uninterruptedly, making the entire coniferous forest hundreds of miles radius messy.

"The seven-colored ebony flowers are mine!"

"Dragon Soul Grass should belong to me!"
Chapter completed!