As soon as the figure appeared, he assassinated the ambush ghoul king guarding the prison city here with extremely sharp swordsmanship, and the attack was extremely ruthless.

Zhang Daoling was stunned and said, "Jingyi Shenni!? "The man was dressed in white and held a slender sword, which was none other than the Jingyi Shennun of Cihang Jingzhai. Zhang Daoling and Cihang Jingzhai have always had dealings, the main people in the door are all known, every July 15 in the Yuan Festival, Cihang Jingzhai is customary to send a respected elder disciple to go to the Deji Temple, Jingen has been, Jingyi has naturally been.

Jing Yi made a successful move, kicked his feet on the top of the head of the ghoul king, and pulled out the long sword inserted into the opponent's head, and then turned over and landed in front of Zhang Daoling. The ambulent ghoul king rolled his eyes, shook in place a few times, and his hideous face showed a smile instead, and then he fell into a pool of blood, and his body changed again in the pool of blood, gradually shrinking, and returned to the appearance of the old man, but at this time, the old man was really dead and could not die anymore.

Hatred of the enemy, the enemy, the enemy, the month, the battle

Jingyi didn't have a smile on his face at all, and said in a deep voice to Zhang Daoling: "Zhang Tianshi, the poor nun is not late. ”

Zhang Daoling said: "I also came to this prison city just now, and Shenni came. ”

Jingyi said: "I, the lord of the fast, and the master of repentance, originally wanted to lead people to meet you, but who knew that there were constant interceptions along the way, and it was not easy to find your traces. However, the fact that the head of Bu Yi and Zhang Tianshi were able to bring so many people to come was much more than I and the Lord of Zhai and the Master of Repentance expected, it seems that it is really a critical juncture, and these timid and fearful people will also arouse a little blood. "Jingyi is naturally referring to those who are blessed with heavens and earths.

Zhang Daoling said: "Where is the lord of the fast? ”

Jing Yi looked up and said, "When we came, we happened to see that there was still a fierce battle above, so the lord of the fast led people to meet him, and the poor nun came down to take a look, just in time to help the heavenly master finish off this ghost thing. ”

Zhang Daoling followed and looked up, the fight above had actually attracted Zhang Daoling's attention, otherwise Bu Yisan would not have hurriedly flew up to check. Next to the suspended palace, you can just see about hundreds of rays of light flying from the city, directly crashing into the palace above, Zhang Daoling can only see the bottom of the palace, and he doesn't know what happened above, presumably there must be a powerful person there and the people who rushed to have a fierce battle. These hundreds of rays of light are of different colors, the red and green light is the disciple of Cihang Jingzhai flying away, and those golden or white lights are the monks of Ciyun Temple led by Master Confession. After the battle of Qinglong Mountain, Ciyun Temple lost many people, but the essence is still there, and then hidden in the mountains until now. Cihang Jingzhai and Ciyun Temple also came with all their strength this time, if the counterattack fails, I am afraid that even Cihang Jingzhai will not be able to gain a foothold in Zhongnan Mountain, and it will also fly away.

There was a sound of footsteps at the city gate, and Zhang Daoling looked back and saw that it was two monks of Ciyun Temple and two female disciples of Cihang Jingzhai who were walking in from the outside. The two monks came to Zhang Daoling, put down the Zen staff in their hands, and put their hands together and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk Zhizhen and Zhijing see Zhang Tianshi." The two female disciples of Cihang Jingzhai also bowed down and said, "Disciples Qin Xuan and Biru pay homage to the Heavenly Master. "Their seniority is much worse than Zhang Daoling, because Jingyi and Zhang Daoling are considered equals, and they will see them as a courtesy to their juniors.

Zhang Daoling said: "You don't have to be polite. Wen Ji, who was sitting on his shoulder, pointed at the two monks, Zhizhen and Zhijing, and smiled: "You see, they don't have hair. ”

Enemies and enemies, enemies, and enemies

Zhang Daoling said softly: "These two are monks, and they have already been shaved, so they don't keep their hair. ”

Wen Ji pointed to Qin Xuan and Biru, the two female disciples, and said, "They are also monks, why do they keep their hair?" ”

Zhang Daoling said: "These disciples of Cihang Jingzhai are leading the cultivation of hair, and they will still lose their hair in the future. ”

Wen Ji seemed to understand and said: "I see, then I will lose my hair in the future?" ”

Zhang Daoling stretched out his hand and brushed his face, and said softly: "No, you can like whoever you want in the future." ”

Jing Yi said to the two female disciples of the main sect, "Are the rest of the people outside the city?" ”

Na Qin preached: "Yes, uncle, but the other two uncles and uncles have already taken people to the top. Qin Xuan stretched out his hand and pointed to the suspended palace. The bottom of the palace was originally like a big tree stretching down countless roots, and those roots were black gas, connected with the corner towers that towered in the prison city, and gradually absorbed the countless black gases that permeated below to the top of the palace, I don't know what I want to do. When Zhang Daoling and Bu Yisan people first came in, the roots composed of these black qi were still connected with the countless corner towers below, and when they fought together, many roots composed of black qi had dissipated, and it seemed that the people above were also greatly affected, and under distraction, they could no longer safely absorb the power of countless divine souls in this prison city.

Zhang Daoling said: "It's weirdly tight here, all the people who fell into it have been put into a coma, and it is inevitable that innocent people will be injured, so it is better to leave most of the people outside the city and let only a few people enter it." ”

Jing Yi said: "It seems that the truly stubborn enemy is hiding in the palace above here, so the poor nun will go up to help." Qin Xuan, Biru, you take all the disciples to stay below, and wait for the good news from me and the lord of the fast. "Although the palace above is large, there are already the masters of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land led by the Bu Yisan people to enter, and then Cihang Jingzhai and Ciyun Temple have joined, so there is no need for so many ordinary disciples to participate. Zhizhen, Zhijing, Qin Xuan, and Biru agreed in unison, and that Jingyi shook the long sword, waved his big sleeve, and had already incorporated the sword into his sleeve, and was about to fly up, when suddenly someone sneered: "I want to leave before I finish fighting." As soon as the words fell, a huge sword shadow slashed out from among the many people facing the corner tower and facing the city gate, cutting the seven or eight men and women who were blocking the road in half on the spot, and in the blood light, the blade finally fell on the top of Jing Yi's head.

Zhang Daoling had already exclaimed: "Shenni be careful. Jingyi's body was injured sharply, and the huge knife light passed by his side dangerously, and the wind brought up made Jingyi's body shake for a while. With a bang, the machete, like a giant blade, finally slashed to the ground, cracking a ravine in the hard stone ground.

Feuding is far more than just the ball battle

Jingyi was furious and sacrificed the empty sword again, and without grabbing it with his hands, he ran to the dark place with a little cold light, and when there was a soft sound, he was stopped by the other party with another white giant blade. Jingyi shouted: "Who is it?" ”