Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Ye Ling stood on the dragon's head, his moon-white satin gown facing the sea breeze. He carefully looked at the map slips and treasure maps of the Xingyan Islands, but did not notice Lu Binglan's strange look.

"Sixty thousand miles, at the speed of a demon dragon, it will take two days to fly at full speed. Especially along the way, to the west is the Yunze Mountains where monsters are everywhere, and to the east is the East China Sea. We only fly along the coast, and there are no other places along the way. The city and the fortress occupied by the monks.”

Ye Ling said that there is only one way from Yuyang Town to Huangsha Island.

Lu Binglan was always a little uneasy and whispered: "If I had known this, why not contact more fellow monks in Yuyang Town? As one of the three great alchemy masters in the Wu Kingdom, as long as you speak, Fairy Youyue's manpower will no longer be insufficient. A team of foundation-building monks will also be sent to escort you."

Ye Ling shook his head and said calmly: "At the seaside, the more people there are, the safer it is. Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. It is difficult to advance together and retreat together. To pull everyone together, it is not You will be held back. It's better now. Once we encounter the East China Sea Demon Cultivator, we will be the only ones to deal with it. No matter how powerful the opponent is, we can't fight in any way!"

Lu Binglan heard what he said was reasonable, and nodded seriously and said: "Yes! When we encounter the weak, we will fight quickly; when we encounter the strong, we run as fast as possible! I can always smell the fishy smell blowing from the sea breeze, and also I don’t know how many pairs of sirens’ eyes are staring at us.”

Ye Ling was slightly startled, and immediately took out the Shura Demonic Sword with purple flames rising!

Now that Lu Binglan has returned to the late stage of foundation building, her senses and sense of smell are much sharper than his. Even if there is a false alarm, Ye Ling must be prepared.

Lu Binglan saw that he was ready, and she also paid attention to her previous doubts and uneasiness. At the same time, she launched two Ice Spirit Flying Swords, with diagonal stabs intertwined around each other, ready to attack at any time.

The two of them stayed alert until sunset, when the afterglow of dusk gradually disappeared in the Yunze Mountains to the west. The twilight colors merged, and the sky and the earth were dim.

At this moment, there was a splash of water, breaking the regular sound of the sea tide. Ye Ling and Lu Binglan hurriedly turned their faces to look, and suddenly saw a golden squid bursting out of the sea water. Rushing through waves all the way, like an arrow leaving a string, heading straight for the demon dragon.

Lu Binglan saw that although the golden squid was very fast, it was still far behind Ye Ling's sixth-level demon dragon. So she let out a long breath, and her tense nerves relaxed, and she coldly snorted: "It's just a sixth-order sea monster. It doesn't pose any threat to us, and even if it comes to die, it's not enough!"

While speaking, Lu Binglan flew past the demonic dragon. One of the flying swords was stepped on by her feet. She made a gorgeous turn in the air, and the other one rushed forward, confidently facing the golden squid.

Ye Ling did not answer, but his expression remained solemn. He learned from the Mutated Ice Butterfly King that any monster, as long as its intelligence is developed, is even smarter than ordinary human monks. Even if the intelligence is not yet developed, every monster has the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. How could this sixth-level golden squid come all the way to die alone?

"Come back quickly! Be careful of the sea tide!" Ye Ling shouted loudly. His eyes moved and he saw a faint golden light coming from the tide on the dim coast!