Now that Gu Xiao's memory has awakened, it will pose a threat to Yu Linli's position as the pavilion master, and Gu Xiao's recovery will require a process, and it will never be possible to crawl back to the Divine Realm in the blink of an eye.

Therefore, Yu Lin is desperate to stop Gu Xiao, and now is the best time.

Under the pretense of saying that the people around Ge Wuru were all in the same stream as the devil, and then relied on the power of the demon's righteousness to completely get rid of Gu Xiao.

For this reason, she can not hesitate to provoke a big battle between the righteous spirit of the demon and the ruthless Xinzhuang.

No matter how many disciples and elders were killed or injured, as long as Gu Xiao could be eliminated together, any loss would be worth it.

Blade Hua didn't know Yu Linli's plans, and he didn't want to know, for him, Yu Linli was willing to help deal with Ge Ruthless.

Even if Yu Lin is a little impulsive from the way he speaks, after taking down Ge Wuru, he can show the deep understanding of the righteousness of the demon and let go of the disciples of the ruthless and heartless village.

Compared to Blade Birch, Yu Lin was really a man of action, and he directly ordered the elders and disciples of the Falling Frost Pavilion to show their blades and form a formation to prepare for an attack.

Behind Ge Wuru, Mingkong Zilin begged Gu Ya for help with a peach wood crutch, wanting to use a sound amplification spell to spread his voice and persuade the righteous people to stop.

Who knew that Gu Ya shook her head slightly, her small body blocked Zilin behind her back, and stuffed a piece of talisman paper into her hand.

And whispered: "The people from the Falling Frost Pavilion are not good, and the Sword Sect is also ready to move, and Ge Wuru can't scare them alone."

Once the fight starts later, you immediately tear up this rune paper and use the energy I injected to fly to the Fuping Mountain Station.

With your status, they can't do it in the post station, but there is no guarantee that they will be foolproof.

Anyway, you can't help with this, they won't listen to anything, and escaping back to Qianyun Sect as soon as possible is the only way out. ”

Mingkong Zilin didn't understand why Gu Ya was so pessimistic, wasn't all this a misunderstanding, wasn't it all a conspiracy played by Mo Junrong.

Can't we just sit down and talk, eliminate misunderstandings, and shake hands and make peace?

But seeing Gu Ya's serious gaze when she turned her head, Mingkong Zilin's heart couldn't help but tighten, and she nodded very seriously.

Maybe there are other secrets that she doesn't know, but Gu Ya has already foreseen the direction of things.

Seeing that the big battle was about to break out, the cultivators of various sects and sects who were watching nearby stayed away one after another to avoid being inexplicably involved after the battle began.

At this moment, not far above the clouds, there was a sudden violent thunderclap.

In the area of the heaven and earth anomaly where the divine soldier was born, there have been spiraling black clouds in the air, and lightning flashes and thunder sounded in the clouds from time to time.

However, this thunder was different from hundreds of previous thunders.

The thunder actually practiced in a string, like the wheels of a carriage rolling off the stone road, and the rumble did not stop in the slightest.

There were more than 4,000 cultivators present, and everyone turned their heads to look up in the direction where the thunder was coming from.

In the gloomy sky, the huge and vast spiral black cloud burst out of it with dense lightning like a spider's web.

The lightning follows the rotation of the clouds, forming a spiral-like trajectory.

It's like a funnel between heaven and earth formed by pure lightning, or a tornado that flickers incandescent and pours madly into the vision of white mist.

And on the earth, the white mist that covered four or five peaks like an upside-down porcelain bowl was not split by lightning.

There was still no sound or movement coming from the white mist, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone looked at each other and began to discuss the scene that had just appeared, such a strange change in the vision of heaven and earth, could it be that the divine soldier was really born?

But everyone has a question in their hearts, why does the enchantment-like white mist still exist, and where are the divine soldiers?

In the woods, Lin Minghao withdrew his gaze from the clouds in the sky, turned his head and asked the strategist Mr. Yuchen: "What's going on, has the divine soldier been born?"

Why is the white mist not good, or is it just another sign before birth. ”

Mr. Yuchen, that is, Zhenjiu, hugged his fists and replied: "City Lord, don't worry, wait for me to use the secret method to check it, and I will know the result." ”

After that, Zhenjiu jumped to the big tree in the distance, crossed his legs and pretended to be lucky, but actually asked the divine soldier in the right arm bone to break the water dragon teeth.

At his call, the young dragon soul hidden in the Broken Water Dragon's teeth responded, and a thin voice immediately sounded in his head.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"There was a change in the vision of the heavens and the earth outside, and there were countless thunders and lightnings.

But the white fog still exists, and you can't see what is happening in the shrouded area, is this the phenomenon of the birth of a divine soldier?"

The young dragon soul was silent for a moment, and replied with a little speculation: "Master, the circumstances of the birth of each divine weapon are different, maybe the divine weapon here has already been born, but it needs to enter the dense fog to obtain it. ”

Zhenjiu was a little stunned, and the young dragon didn't seem to know whether the divine soldier had been born.

Do you really want to go into the white fog to find it?

But someone has been in before, and none of them have come out, so the white fog should be very dangerous.

Hesitating and hesitating, Zhenjiu still told Lin Minghao the news, saying that it was very likely that the divine soldier had been born, but it was estimated that he would have to venture into the white mist to obtain it.

Hearing this answer, Lin Minghao held his chin and hesitated.

There were quite a few cultivators who had entered it before, but they had all gone and never returned, and he didn't dare to take risks easily.

Thousands of people were talking, and for a while, the tense atmosphere of the imminent battle between the righteous spirit of the demons and the ruthless Xinzhuang was diluted by the exciting atmosphere of the birth of the divine soldier.

In less than two incense sticks, there were cultivators who were not afraid of death flying up and rushing into the white mist with great courage.

This person also did not come out after entering, but the flying streamer still flickered slightly on the edge of the white mist.

This subtle phenomenon immediately attracted the attention of many masters.

The streamer can still flicker after entering the white mist, which proves that it can use qi energy inside, although the light disappears later, it may also be due to the distance.

But in any case, as long as you can use qi inside, there is nothing to be afraid of.

A body of cultivation is just a square inch of the dantian qi sea, leading the whole body to apply ten thousand laws.

As for how to capture the divine soldiers, after entering, each can rely on his ability.

The first person takes the lead, and the second and third follow.

The various sects and sects gathered their own disciples and elders, and rushed towards the white mist vision, for fear that they would not be able to grab the divine soldiers if it was too late.

Seeing so many people pouring into the white mist vision, the members of the demonic righteousness in the sky couldn't bear it anymore.

Blade Birch's gaze scanned back and forth between Zheng Qiu and the white mist vision, and finally made up his mind, raised his hand and loudly beckoned the disciples and elders of the Wen Sword Sect to march towards the dense fog.

The rest of the sects such as Ink Shadow Valley and Thousand Strange Silver Castle no longer hesitated, and also hurried into the white mist.

Seeing this, Lin Minghao finally couldn't sit still, stood up and gritted his teeth and ordered.

"You two ordinary cultivators stay here, and the rest of the commanders, as well as Mr. Yuchen, follow me into the dense fog to find out......