The space shook violently, and the fly ash on the ceiling was shaken off.

The familiar brownish-yellow sword light seeped out from the void crack, directly illuminating the entire space.

Under normal circumstances, the spirit sword is an invisible thing in the eyes of ordinary people, and Lie Mengmeng can't see it at all. But Shocker is very special, because the appearance of Shockwood is originally a special peachwood sword that can be seen everywhere on the market.

This was something that Luo Pang had just discovered, which surprised him.

"Amazing...... Amazing, Lord Ke! The moment he saw Jing Ke appear, Luo Pang's voice trembled.

He was so excited, and he was amazed in his heart by the power of Wang Ling...... In this completely blocked space, what kind of power is it that can tear a gap and forcibly summon a spirit sword?

Luo Pang felt that this was completely beyond his understanding.

At the moment when Shocking Ke summoned him, Tuo Lei tacitly slapped the back of Lie Mengmeng's neck with a palm, and used the acupoint impact to directly stun him.

Tearing the space to summon the spirit sword, the spiritual oppression brought by ordinary people can't withstand it at all, this is no longer a physical attack that Qiu Yi or Qiu pants can block.

If there are sequelae here, Lie Mengmeng is likely to suffer from Alzheimer's disease in the later years of his life......

"It's too strong......" Luo Pang saw that Jing Ke was firmly held in his hand by Wang Ling, and the wave of qi that erupted when the sword qi roared from the space was still continuing, and he felt that his face was constantly trembling.

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This breath came quickly, but it also dissipated quickly, Luo Pang felt that Jingke was too handsome, and it was not an ordinary match with Ling Zhenren's appearance.

When Wang Ling held the Surprise Ke in his hand, when the breath of the two blended together, there was a feeling of unity between heaven and man - this was a higher realm than the unity of man and sword!

"When will I be able to have a magic weapon as high as Lord Jingke and Ling Zhenren......" Luo Pang blinked, his heart was full of envy, after all, this kind of thing is rare but unavoidable. He has collected a lot of magic weapons and made many magic weapons, but the problem of the phase of magic weapons cannot be solved by simply crafting.

The relationship between the spirit sword and the sword master is a very profound knowledge, and Luo Pang thinks that in layman's terms, it is the same as picking a daughter-in-law to look at the birth date in ancient times.

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After more than a dozen breaths, the space finally calmed down completely.

Wang Ling's hand was shocked, and the blade of his sword was aimed at the formation pattern on the ground.

Just as he was about to cut it down, the pattern actually moved on its own as if it had come to life.

"It's not good, the array spirit of this array has been woken up and wants to escape!" Luo Pang suddenly shouted, like this kind of formation arranged at the level of scattered immortals, in addition to the complex formation patterns, most of them have formation spirits. In order to maintain the security and stability of the formation, the formation spirit would shift the position of the core formation every once in a while.

And now, this array of spirits has been awakened in advance......

"Want to sabotage me? It's not that easy! I am made by the law, in this space, as long as I don't want to die, I can be immortal and immortal," the spirit laughed proudly.

This round of large-scale magic circles is not trivial, it can be equipped with illusions and multiple layers of parallel space, it belongs to the high-level magic circle of space flow, and this array spirit is certainly not a mundane thing.

As soon as the words fell, the formation pattern that was originally engraved in the room turned into a ghost like a swimming dragon, which instantly floated and rushed towards the door.

This speed was extremely fast, like a flash of light, and Tuo Lei Zhenjun and Luo Fatzi were not dizzy at all.

Wang Lingmu didn't squint, he just frowned, and directly stretched out his foot and stomped it.

Before this array of spirits could break open the door, his body was accurately trampled under the feet of Wang Ling......

"Oops!"

It was only the last little bit of the formation that seemed to be partially stepped on, but the array was shocked to find that it couldn't move half a step anymore......

The speed of Wang Ling's speed was already beyond the imagination of the array spirit, and the force of this kick was like a nail, nailing it firmly to the ground.

"Brother Ling, to be able to drive such a large magic circle, this array of spirits is definitely not an ordinary thing! It would be great if you could catch it alive! Trei Zhenjun suddenly spoke.

Scattered Immortal-level array spirits, this value is simply immeasurable.

Generally, when driving the magic circle, you need a formation flag and a person who arranges the array, and in the absence of the person who arranges the array, the array spirit can play the role of replacing the arranger, but it is difficult to subdue a powerful array spirit, which is the product of the law, and the principle is a bit similar to the sword spirit.

And the magic circles that can actively give birth to array spirits have been few since ancient times.

However, it seems that it is a little late for Trei Zhenjun to speak......

When Wang Ling made a move, he didn't have the idea of leaving this array of spirits at all.

Wang Ling hated everything that disturbed his peaceful life.

Whether it is the main messenger behind this curtain or the array spirit in front of him, it is the same.

Therefore, since you want a quiet life, you don't need to care about the follow-up at all, whether this array of spirits is strong or weak has nothing to do with Wang Ling. Getting everyone out of the space safely was his original purpose.

Wang Ling raised his hand, and the spirit sword in his hand instantly shone brightly......

The brown sword glow lingered around Jing Ke's body, not eye-catching, but on the contrary, it could be said to be very soft. But the sense of oppression carried in the softness is real.

Luo Pang only felt that Jingke was really chic, and he was gentle with a sword, nothing more than this.

The array spirit showed a look of fear, it instinctively sensed the danger of this peachwood spirit sword, and hurriedly opened its mouth and begged bitterly: "I beg the immortal to let it go, it is because I don't know Taishan ...... below."

Wang Ling didn't even glance at this array of spirits, and fell directly with a sword.

This array of spirits didn't even let out an exclamation, the sword light directly pierced through its body, and the next moment, its ghostly body cracked apart and shattered along with the core formation latent in its body.

"Brother Ling......"

Seeing this scene, both Tuo Lei Zhenjun and Luo Pang couldn't help but gasp.

Scattered immortal-level array spirits, cut them when they say they say they will cut them...... Moreover, he died with only one sword......

This is probably the big guy, right......

"......" Di Lei Zhenjun is very heartbroken, if such a powerful array spirit can be subdued, he will definitely be a powerful little brother!

But soon, Dio Lei Zhenjun was relieved, because Wang Ling's approach was not wrong.

He's always been that kind of person, ever before......

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The array spirit was destroyed, the core formation pattern was destroyed, and the game space began to crumble inch by inch.

A little bit of sunlight seeped in from the dark space and shone on Wang Ling's face......

Tuo Lei Zhenjun and Luo Fatzi stood aside and looked at him, I don't know if it was because of the resolution of a crisis, they felt that the serious face before Wang Ling seemed to look much more comfortable.

Wang Ling didn't speak, but just picked up Lie Mengmeng on the side, carried it on his shoulder, and walked out in the direction of the light little by little......