Inside Lingshui City

When that abrupt beam of light shot into the sky above the city, illuminating thousands of houses. Ling Zhi's face was like frost, sitting on the big seat of the official palace in the city, listening to the quarrel between the guards and the disciples of the outer pavilion, and the news that came from outside from time to time.

Dressed in the plain robe of Changfeng Pavilion, it did not hide her proud body and peerless beauty at all.

At this time, she seemed to have become the hope of tens of millions of people in this Lingshui City.

Everyone quarreled with His Highness for a long time, but they couldn't discuss a solution. Ling Zhi just stared, seeing that the sky outside the gate was getting darker and darker, and her pretty face was getting darker and darker.

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The palace fell silent suddenly.

Everyone looked outside the palace gate, only to feel that the dazzling light flashed away, and then the outside became dim again.

A group of people looked at each other, young and old, their faces were full of suspicion.

Before everyone could react, Ling Zhi's figure flickered, her slender hand brushed her clothes slightly, and the whole person flew towards the palace gate.

There was only a fresh fragrance left in the hall, and there was no more Lingzhi.

Ling Zhi's pretty face revealed an indescribable expectation. I couldn't help but think that it was time to come. She still believes in Xiaoyao's strength, although she knew that the situation was different this time, but for Xiaoyao's postponed round, it can be regarded as a psychological comfort.

Almost at the moment when the spiritual power beam disappeared, she swept to the huge stone floor in front of the temple gate. The familiar fluctuation of spiritual power was undoubtedly a powerful comfort, and Ling Zhi's whole person instantly felt a lot more relaxed.

"Shiqian" Lingzhi was stunned for a moment, as if she thought of something, and hurriedly called to the hall.

As soon as the words fell, a female disciple with a beautiful face in the hall hurriedly ran out, and said respectfully, "What do you have to say, Senior Sister?" ”

Ling Zhi retracted her gaze and said, "Gather all the disciples and cooperate with Senior Brother Xiaoyao." ”

Hearing this, the female disciple named Shi Qian looked surprised, but then reacted. A wave of joy immediately surged in my heart, and I couldn't help but exclaim. Holding back the excitement in his heart, he hurriedly turned around and hurried towards the hall.

As soon as Shi Qian left, Ling Zhi once again looked at the place where the spiritual power light pillar, and her beautiful eyes burst out with Dao essence.

After a while, the disciples in the hall swarmed out, and the others rushed to various places to inform the other disciples. In addition to Lingzhi and his entourage of about 20 people in Lingshui City, there are also four or five hundred disciples of the outer pavilion. These people, if they want to fight against the evil spirits blocking the outside of the city, are obviously not strong enough, but it is more than enough to cooperate with the free to break through the gap.

The group stood behind Lingzhi's body. Before he gave the order, everyone followed their eyes and looked at the spiritual water. There was a place where the glare and the black mist collided anxiously.

When everyone heard that it was the Xiaoyao junior brother who came to the rescue, their confidence inevitably increased, and the morale of the previous decadence was swept away.

"All the disciples obeyed the order, and rushed through the siege desperately to welcome the senior brothers into the city." Although Ling Zhi's voice was not loud, it was melodious and full of power, instantly arousing everyone's enthusiasm.

As soon as the words fell, Lingzhi took the lead in flying up and stood in mid-air, like stepping on the ground. glanced at it, and the spiritual power around his body surged violently.

Its terrifying power is like the mad state shown when he fought with Xiaoyao that day, and the murderous aura in his eyes was instantly flourishing.

Slender figures rose from the ground, and there were several delicate and slender female disciple figures, all of them with apricot eyes and round eyes, and the murderous aura permeated the delicate face.

"Red Feather Ghost Refining" Ling Zhi lowered her body and snorted, with a voice that almost mosquitoes groaned. Immediately, the green steel sword in his hand rose up like an electric switch.

They were followed by the rest of the crowd. The two forces inside and outside the city are hitting the same place with an unstoppable sharp momentum.

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Outside Lingshui City

Xiaoyao has descended into the mottled and solid ancient city walls. At this time, a void barrier like a solid wall was blocking his momentum.

An astonishing thought flashed through my head. Could it be that Situ Yin is also around this Lingshui City?

Such a thick spiritual power barrier, presumably few people in the human world can build it, even if the three elders of Changfeng Pavilion join forces, I am afraid it will be difficult to create such a huge and magnificent spiritual power barrier.

This time, Xiaoyao was even more sure of what Jian Lao said that there must be something Situ Yin planned in Lingshui City. At the same time, I secretly thought in my heart, I am afraid that this incident will be more auspicious.

On that day, on top of the Changfeng Pavilion, if it weren't for the threat of the three elders and the Guardian Divine Array, I am afraid that I would have become a ghost under Situ Yin's palm.

And this time......

Xiaoyao hurriedly cleared the distractions in his mind, and did not dare to mess up his mind at such a critical moment. He took a step back. At this time, Peng Yangze and his party had already arrived, forming a defensive situation with Xiaoyao.

Xiaoyao stared downward, the black and oppressive evil spirit almost made him blacken his vision, and secretly screamed in his heart, but there was no way back. Now they can only rely on the Lingzhi people in the city, and their own people can only fight to the death to delay time.

"Formation"

Xiaoyao tried his best to show a calm appearance, so as to prevent the rest of the people from losing their fighting spirit.

When the scattered crowd heard Xiaoyao's command, they held back the fear in their hearts and entered the formation in an orderly manner.

After a few days of experience, a group of people have honed a very good tacit understanding, and the cooperation is also intimate, no longer as jerky as before. And the most obvious effect was that the Heavenly Sword Array had exerted a stronger effect than before.

At this time, the sword formation has not yet been formed, and it is faintly exuding a strong hegemony.

With the last Ziming entering the formation, the formation was certain, and the ripples exuded a momentum of deep power, instantly repelling many evil spirits who bore the brunt of the battle.

The dark body's spiritual cultivation retreated like a tide, but it was accompanied by a wave of more vicious attacks, like waves, towards the Heavenly Sword Array.

He immediately stood at the head of the formation, and the rest of the people were scattered on both sides with hexagrams, and there was a heroic momentum that was not afraid of life and death.

Holding the hilt as smooth as the sword jade of the Zhuxian Sword with both hands, a murderous aura suddenly appeared in his eyes, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said, "One step forward is death." ”

As soon as Xiaoyao's words fell, with a 'swish', the bright green steel swords in everyone's hands were raised together, and they all looked at the red moon evil spirit in front of them like a wave with angry eyes, without the slightest fear.

At this time, above Lingshui City, one good and one evil were clearly competing with each other. Although there was a huge disparity in strength, the Changfeng Pavilion side did not show any weakness.