A gust of wind swept towards us from mid-air.

Xiao Jia quickly leaned back to avoid it.

The wind brushed past his ears, carrying a howling sound like a lost ghost, so loud it almost ruptured his eardrums. It turned a corner and attacked from behind again.

This magic is truly sinister!

Xiao Jia sheathed his sword and descended straight down, avoiding the attack.

He summoned his spirit sword again a few feet off the ground and stood firmly in mid-air.

I looked up.

A figure appeared at the spot where we just stood.

In the Immortal Realm, only the gods can generally control spiritual energy, but the Wind God Valley is an exception.

The man stepped on an invisible gust of wind, his clothes fluttering, and he raised one corner of his mouth to look down at Xiao Jia with a wicked smile.

Xiao Jia squinted, looked up, and secretly braced himself: "Are you Wuxing or Pang Zhiyuan?"

With an arrogant expression, Wuxing raised his head and said, "I do not change my name or surname. I am Wuxing, the chief disciple of Yunguan Mountain in Fengshen Valley. I have no connection with that sword cultivator disciple."

She licked her lips and, mimicking Pang Zhiyuan's voice, chuckled suggestively, "It's just a coincidence that I possess his body."

This kind of evil magic has never been seen in the celestial realm.

He needs to buy himself some more time so that his people can run further.

"Invisible, tell me, why do you harm my people? What benefit do you gain from breeding more pangolin monsters?"

"Benefits? Of course, it's for spirit stones!" Wuxing took out Pang Zhiyuan's fan, shook it, and sneered, "Those fools believe that scales are useful. Why should I correct their thinking? Sell the scales to them, and spirit stones will flow into my pockets continuously."

"Superficial! For just a few spirit stones, you killed so many demon cultivators and even came up with such a cruel and inhumane method to force the pangolin population to reproduce?!"

Xiao Jia was furious. His spirit sword trembled slightly, his spiritual energy surged wildly, and his long hair flew wildly.

"Little brat, spirit stones can be used to build celestial palaces and caves, creating your own comfortable haven and providing spiritual energy for cultivation. You're in that auspicious place in the Hundred Beasts Garden, so you naturally don't have to worry about food and clothing. But look at the celestial realm, who isn't fighting tooth and nail for a few taels of spirit stones?"

Unseen waved his fan, coaxing and saying with a smile, "Little brat, I see that your spiritual root aptitude is quite good. My mountain gate is short of a gatekeeper, so why don't you change your attributes and join the sect of the chief of my Cloud Pass Mountain? After the demon race and the god race are both exhausted, my Wind God Valley will become the only pure land in the entire immortal realm."

"Get lost! Eat shit!"

Xiao Jia could no longer hold back. With his power nearly fully charged, he unleashed lightning, fire, and wind spells simultaneously, all aimed at the invisible target.

A chaotic surge of spiritual energy swept by.

The afterimage in mid-air grew fainter and fainter.

hateful!

This invisible thing uses a phantom donkey to kill him!