In Liaodi, Leng Yi did not have a moment of leisure. Obviously, the corrosive ground in the central area of Liaodi is more hidden than the outside world, and the degree of corrosion is more severe. This is also the reason why after Beiming and Linglong entered Liaodi at that time, even Linglong could not hear the news inside and outside Liaodi. Corrosively blocks all interoperable information.

Leng Yi led the soldiers to wage an all-out war against the ghost disciples, and at this time, he did not spare his spiritual power. Not only that, within the range of spiritual power he could reach, Leng Yi did everything he could to protect the warriors. Ice blades and cold arrows were fired, and the enemies fell in pieces. The soldiers had never seen Captain Leng like this, he was direct, ruthless and straightforward, and more resolute than before.

During the fight, a small warrior's feet went soft, and the ghost pounced. Before Leng Yi approached, he cut off the head of the ghost disciple with the ice blade in his hand, and the ghost disciple instantly turned into ice qi and dissipated. Leng Yi's jet-black hair was already covered with frost at this time, like silver hair.

"Fifth Minister ......" The little warrior blurted out in a trance.

"What?" Leng Yi was stunned.

"Fifth Minister...... Oh! oh, no, it's Captain Leng!" The warrior relieved himself and found that it was Leng Yi beside him instead of the fifth Sanskrit, and hurriedly changed his words. Now Leng Yi's appearance is exactly the same as Sanskrit, and only Fanyin is the only one in the entire Dongling Military and Political Department who is a water psychic. The first instinct of the warriors when they saw this was that the Sanskrit sound had arrived.

Leng Yi's heart turned, as if something serious was touching his nerves. He kept swinging in his hands, and his heart was inextricably linked. Huo Di, his eyes were stunned, and he hurriedly took out the film and picture screen that the Ministry of Military Affairs had at any time from his pocket.

"Minister Nangong, help me connect to the communication equipment of Sanskrit!" Leng Yi opened the film screen while sending a request to Nangong Hao, director of the Military Aircraft Department of the Ministry of Military Affairs. With the outbreak of the corrosive land, the communication in Liaodi has been fully dissolved. Soon, Leng Yi received a video message from Fanyin. On the ice field of Jingyue Lake in the north, the ice lake was stained with blood, and there were countless casualties. Leng Yi's heart was cold, and his muscles were beating.

"Where is the Sanskrit sound!" he muttered, searching for it quickly. A large number of spirits have broken through the defenses of the northern army and are running towards the city. Only to hear an angry, awe-inspiring voice ringing above the icy sky in the north.

"Five years ago, my father injured you, and you were all gone! You want to kill me? Did you kill me? Do you have the ability! Demon bastard!"

"I will decide the lives of you and your Lao Tzu! You bastard!" said the Spirit Lord angrily and furiously.

"I survived and kept this life, so that today, I would take your dog's life! Sacrifice my parents! Avenge my best friend! You won't let me live! I will become a ghost with you! Look at you and me, who is a terrible ghost! I will accompany you to the end!"

As soon as Sanskrit Yin said this, his spirit was monstrous and murderous, and the whole city of Lingdu was shocked! Although Beiming and Leng Yi were divided into two places in Liaodi, they were always paying attention to Fanyin, and at this time, the two of them felt a chill in their hearts! They all looked at Fanyin! Sanyin raised his arrow and wanted to shoot.

Suddenly, Fanyin suddenly turned around, facing the direction of Jingyue Lake City, stretched her bow and arrows, and shouted: "Brother, let that miscellaneous person see the ability of the fifth family!" The resentment that had been accumulated in Fanyin's chest for many years was instantly vented, and a brother said that she missed her family in all her ways, and she really didn't know that Leng Yi was also looking at herself at this moment.

As soon as these words came out, Leng Yi at the end of Liaodi was stunned for a moment! All kinds of thoughts converged like a flood, and Leng Yi said hoarsely: "Sanskrit Yin! Stop!"

"Brother?" How many people felt inexplicable when they heard this sentence, which naturally included Ji Lingxiao, who was watching the battle in Lingdu. The civil war in Lingdu City has stopped, and all the mob monsters released by the prison department have been captured and re-imprisoned. People rushed from their homes to the National Hall at the risk of life and death, and they were so anxious about the soldiers on the front line that they even had to rush to see each other regardless of their own safety.

Ji Lingxiao followed his father to the front of the Guozheng Hall Square again. Hu Mei'er followed Ji Zhong closely and didn't dare to leave for half a step. Ji Zhong didn't want to come out either, but Ji Shixian advised his father that the people needed him at this time. Ji Zhong stared at his son, Ji Shixian's eyes did not take off and did not flinch. Ji Zhong slowed down for a long time before coming out again.

"What brother, shameless! Call me Brother Beiming in front of so many men, brother!" Ji Lingxiao cursed in his heart.

A brother shouted that Leng Yi's heart exploded, he didn't have to think about it anymore, he didn't have to listen to it anymore, that brother must be his sister calling himself. "Sanskrit!" Leng Yi shouted. Holding the sky in the water is a secret technique of its own spiritual arts, and it is one of the most powerful defensive spiritual techniques. Sanskrit Yin has just recovered from a serious injury, and his spiritual power has been greatly damaged, and if the spiritual method of forcibly urging the water to hold the sky is slightly wrong, the pool will definitely end up in spiritual mourning. However, Leng Yi was lacking in Liaodi, he was so anxious that he couldn't pull away, countless spirits rushed out of the corrosive land, and he must fight first.

On the other side of Liaodi, the spirit spirit at the foot of the North Underworld attacked again. He looked at Sanskrit like this, and his mind was already stiff. Beiming's heart suddenly beat violently, and a cloud of hot blood poured into his body, and his limbs were hundreds, and he suddenly shook his spirit and looked at his hands. The blue and white color gradually faded, and there was a little warm red. A hint of excitement welled up in Beiming's heart. At this time, I only heard the voice of Chilu from the other end of the northern border. Beiming suddenly looked again, Fanyin was saved by Chilu, Chilu was alive, and Fanyin was also alive. He burst into tears, crying while killing.

Suddenly, a trace of thought crossed Beiming's heart, "The brother that Fanyin just called...... Could it be...... Leng Yi!" Leng Yi came all the way with Beiming, and Beiming already clearly knew that he was a water-based psionic and not a spiritualized psychic like himself. Leng Yi has been hidden very deeply over the years. Not only that, but his moves are almost identical to those of Sanskrit. "As Yin'er told me before, she looks at Leng Yi like a brother, it turns out that it's more than that, could it be that they are really brother and sister?"

Mo Dori, who was not far from Bei Ming, watched Bei Ming's temperament change rapidly, his mood was complicated, and his intestines were full of tenderness. She already knew that Beiming had someone else in her heart for a long time, and it was difficult for outsiders to get close, and her heart was unbearable. Suddenly, a ghost attacked, and she didn't have time to dodge in a trance.

"Be careful yourself!" Bei Ming pulled Mo Doli behind him, and his movements were much faster than before! Bei Ming grabbed Mo Dori's wrist and retreated while fighting, also feeling that his swordsmanship was becoming more and more flexible, and his body was gradually warming up.

"Mr. Mo!" Seeing that Mo Doli was in a trance, Bei Ming had no intention of responding, and shouted loudly! Mo Duoli suddenly looked at him, his wrist flicked, his cheeks turned red, and he only heard Bei Ming shout loudly, "You yourself beware of facing the enemy! Don't be careless!"

"Ah...... Yes...... Okay, okay, I got it. ”