The ghost cultivator's brows turned cold, and the feeling of oppression in the field became stronger. Some of those with poor cultivation were suppressed and almost fell to their knees. For example, Yun Que. If Song Hansheng hadn't protected her, she would definitely be the one who screamed the most miserably.
"She was joking." Xue Yu pulled Ye Qiao back and held her head, "I'll give her a meeting."
Song Hansheng: “…” Damn, at this time, you guys didn’t forget to have the meeting, right?
With so many Jindan stage cultivators present in the area, Xue Yu, a Dan cultivator, really can't do much.
He pulled Ye Qiao: "Don't mess with my junior sister."
"I know you want to complete the task, but don't rush it."
The young man spoke in a clear voice and pursed his lips, "You are also familiar with that Nascent Soul ghost cultivator. I don't know the specific situation above the Nascent Soul stage."
"Mother and son, one has his own domain, and the other is in the Nascent Soul stage. Killing us is like killing chickens."
Zhou Xingyun rarely agreed. Although he had provoked the other party at the beginning, it did not prevent him from turning into a senior brother at this time and giving a lecture: "He who knows the current situation is a hero."
That ghost cultivator wanted to play tricks on others and swallow up so many Jindan stage cultivators in one breath, but in Ye Qiao's eyes, he was clearly the turtle.
During the conversation, several talisman formations shattered one after another. Song Hansheng's face turned pale. The talisman formation he set up was ruthlessly crushed a second before it was built. The gap in realm and the formation in the field did not play much of a role at all.
Ye Qiao looked at the countless flashing swords and sabers. She threw out a few talismans and stepped forward to test the opponent's strength. The main reason was that up to now, no one knew the realm of that ghost cultivator.
Song Hansheng and Zhou Xingyun, who have the highest cultivation levels, are only in the late Jindan stage and cannot see through each other's depth.
After fighting for more than a dozen rounds, Ye Qiao felt a little uncomfortable being suppressed by the Nascent Soul Stage. He suppressed his blood and asked in a low voice: "Did you find out what level of cultivation you have?"
She was estimating whether these people plus the ghost baby's territory could defeat them.
If he can't beat her, Ye Qiao can only find ways to delay time and trap her in the field.
"Middle stage of Nascent Soul." Zhou Xingyun raised his hand and cut off the eerie ghost hands on the ground. "In this domain, none of us are opponents."
"If we can get rid of that little devil, we can give it a try."
Solved?
As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Qiao could keenly sense that her adopted son's mood had become gloomy.
"Oh." She looked at the nervous crowd and was silent for a moment, "It's okay, that ghost baby is nothing to be afraid of."
"If you say it's okay, then it's okay." One monk was already anxious and said, "Who do you think you are?"
Ye Qiao ignored him, looked at the inconspicuous little boy hiding behind the ghost cultivator, and waved, "Xiao Qi."
"come over."
Under the gaze of everyone, the boy was stunned for a moment, then immediately jumped over excitedly, rubbed her affectionately, and said in a childish voice: "Mom~"
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