There are as many as 11 'floating castles' that have been transferred this time!

Seeing this scene, including the peak saint Mitian, the faces of all the Chosen ones looked ugly.

"These cities, shouldn't they all have an ancient-level city protection array? This primeval-level super array, is it now a cabbage? Has it become so much? One of the Chosen ones looked up at the sky with an ugly face.

"Yes, in the Shattered Star Domain, such an primeval-level large array, generally there is only one big star, where did these aborigines of the Chaotic Star Sea get so many primordial-level super arrays?" The Chosen One chimed in.

Including Xin You, all the saints among the Chosen One were summoned to the side by the saints.

"Guys, do you have anything to say?" Mi Tian stood with his hands in his hands, raised his head, and stared at the 'Floating City' that fell like a meteorite in the far sky, and said with a grim face.

All the saints, including Xin You, remained silent.

A few seconds later, the sage Mu Qiu said: "Mi Sheng, your strength is the peak of the saint, the strongest among these aborigines, the highest strength is only a high-level saint, under the special environment of the Origin Star, the strongest among them, compared to the Mi Sheng, the strength is also 2 small levels worse, this is already a very big gap, under normal circumstances, on the side of the aboriginal camp, 4 or 5 high-ranking saints join forces, and they will not be your opponents." ”

Mi Tian glanced at Mu Qiu and said in a deep voice, "You go on." ”

Mu Qiu nodded hurriedly, and continued to say cautiously: "Even in the aboriginal camp, there are quite a few high-ranking saints, the number has reached more than 10, even if there are strong people in the aboriginal camp, but our Ziwei City's defense is also extremely strong, in the case of Mi Sheng, you are personally in charge, if they want to rely on the numerical advantage to break through the defense of Ziwei City, it is basically impossible, so ......"

"So what? You continue. Mitian frowned and said in a deep voice.

"So...... I think that in this temporary battle, if the aboriginal camp wants to break through the Ziwei City we are defending, the focus should not be on the strong men of the aboriginal camp, but on these ancient super arrays that they have been carried over one after another. The sage Mu Qiu said word by word.

Hearing this, all the saints showed thoughtful expressions.

A few seconds later, the sage Qianyu also spoke: "Recently, I have been thinking about this matter as well, and I also think that on the side of the aboriginal camp, it is basically impossible to break through the defense of Ziwei City with those strong people alone, and the killing moves of the aboriginal side are very likely to be hidden in these ancient super arrays that have been transferred by them." ”

Next, the saints present expressed their opinions one after another, expressing their support for the views and opinions of the saint Mu Qiu.

At this time, an old and gloomy voice said: "Actually, it is not difficult to find out the true intentions of the aboriginal side, I only need to catch a living mouth with sufficient weight, and I will definitely dig out some useful information from him." ”

Xin You followed the sound and looked over, and found that this was an old man with a withered and yellow face, the old man was wearing a black robe, and the eyes in his eyes were faintly green, which was breathtaking, and his appearance could be called eerie and terrifying, making him look less like a person, more like a ghost in the abyss of hell.

This old man's name is Yan Guang, a middle-ranking saint, and his cultivation is an extremely strange soul, and his favorite thing is to play with the soul of the strong, and because of this, other saints are all respectful of him, and only in the meeting initiated by the saint Mitian, he will show up, but only to show his face, under normal circumstances, he sits in the corner and does not say a word.

However, today, he spoke for the first time, and he said so much in one breath.

Xin You felt that this old ghost should have seen that the situation was not good, so he took the initiative to speak.

The sage Mi Tian also looked at the sage Yan Guang, and said politely: "Yan Sage, if the live mouth you catch is a sage, can you also dig out the information from his mouth?" ”

Xin You, who was also looking at Yan Guang, also had doubts in his heart.

For the soul, because he has cultivated the "Ghost Burial Sutra" forging chapter, his attainments are also quite profound, but he relies on soul searching to search for souls, and generally can only search for those king-level souls, and he uses soul searching techniques to search for sage-level souls, which is already very dangerous.

"Yes." Yan Guang, an eerie-looking old man, nodded, he opened his breathtaking eyes, looked at the saint Mitian, and said in a gloomy voice: "Even if the soul of the peak saint falls into my hands, I can play with it in the palm of my hand." ”

Yan Guang's eyes were so weird, they seemed to have a magical power, but anyone who looked at them would feel their souls throbbing, as if they were about to be forcibly pulled out of their bodies. Even Mi Tian, who was a peak saint, couldn't help but look away from him, unwilling to look at him.

After looking away, the sage Mitian took a deep breath, the expression on his face returned to coldness, and said in a deep voice: "In this case, without further ado, Yan Guang, Zhong Wuya, and Xin You, the three of you will come with me to catch a little weight and come back!" ”

When he said this, there was an undoubted taste in the saint's heavenly voice.

Yan Guang, a sage with a gloomy appearance, didn't speak, just nodded.

"Okay." Xin You and Zhong Wuya also nodded.

The two looked at each other at the same time, and their eyes met for a moment, but soon separated again.

"Zhang Yan, when we are not there, you and other saints who stay behind, remember to defend Ziwei City and don't leave the scope of the formation." Mi Tian opened his mouth and told Zhang Yan a few words.

"Don't worry, Mi Sheng, with me and a few saints here, Ziwei City is like an iron bucket, and there is no problem." Zhang Yan assured solemnly.

"In this way, Ziwei City will be handed over to you for the time being." The saint Mitian stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Yan's shoulder.

At this moment of conversation, the 11 huge floating cities were only less than 30,000 kilometers away from the location of Ziwei City.

In the next moment, the figures of Mitian, Yan Guang, Zhong Wuya, and Xin You suddenly became blurred, and in a flash, they disappeared into Ziwei City.

Immediately afterward, several streams of light shot up into the sky, shooting towards the 11 'floating cities' that fell from the extremely high sky like meteorites.

When it turned into a streamer and flew rapidly, the voice that belonged to the sky sounded very clearly in Xin You's ears: "After finding the target, Xin You, and Zhong Wuya, you use your way of time and space to temporarily imprison the target and prevent the target from escaping, and after I kill the target, Yan Guang, you will take the target's divine soul out of his body." ”