It is a once prosperous city, with wide streets, well-ordered houses, and delicate and smooth bluestone pavement.

But she's been dead for a long time.

Under the light of the stars, the entire city emitted a faint white fluorescence, without the slightest sound echoing, and the dead silence was like a city of the dead.

And in the middle of the city, a large and intricate circle is depicted there, and nearly a hundred people stand in their places, while offering their magic and divine consciousness to the circle. And in the center of the circle, there was the white and flawless Nine Treasure Lotus Lamp, and countless silver starlight spewed out from the top of the Nine Treasure Lotus Lamp, like a silver fountain.

At the top of the Nine Treasure Lotus Lantern, a silver-haired young man quietly looked at the huge crystal ball floating in front of him - this is the hub that presides over this city of eternal night. At the same time, you can monitor everything in the city of eternal night.

And the quiet silver-haired woman stood calmly behind him, her white veil frozen, silently like a silver statue.

At this time, the silver-haired young man raised his eyebrows slightly: "He really deserves to be the prince, he actually dares to come back." ”

In the center of the crystal ball, the blonde prince was walking down the deserted street with the red-haired man, and as the elder watched, he quietly raised his head, smiled coldly at the void, and lightly extended his middle finger.

Yes, he seemed to know the situation in which he was being watched.

"Kill Thorn before he defects and release his soul." The silver-haired young man looked at the man in the ball and said to himself coldly, "Let us lose the precious soul of the original owner of the Nine Treasure Lotus Lamp to directly activate the City of Eternal Night, we have to pay a greater price. ”

"And I want to take advantage of the most vulnerable moment in this city of eternal night to interfere with our plans." The Thirteen Elder was standing in the center of that magic circle, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but be annoyed and continued, "We have really cultivated an excellent wolf king, why would the Star Lord be so partial to him." ”

"Such a dangerous existence cannot be controlled, and it is the best choice to directly erase it." The silver-haired young man chuckled, obviously he was the supreme person in charge here, and the thirteen elders who had been injured before were standing in the center of the circle in a regular manner at this moment as the Heavenly Realm powerhouse who maintained it. "If it weren't for their special status, they should have been turned into powder of the stars at this time, but let's delay for a while."

As he said this, he gave an intriguing expression, in that case, let's use them to test the combat power of this city of eternal night.

"Thirteen, send out the ghosts."

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On the street not far from the city, the red-haired man squatted down and tapped the bluestone with his knuckles, listening to the sound of the trampling as if it were music: "It's really an ancient city, and it has to be said that it is an evil enjoyment to see such a beautiful thing destroyed." ”

At this moment, the streets were empty except for them, and the starry sky was shining overhead.

The blonde man looked lazily ahead and said, "It's coming." ”

The redhead looked up and saw several white figures in armor, floating in mid-air, without the slightest sound of wind.

They held silver blades in their hands, flashing with a cold light, their faces in their helmets were muddy white, and under their armor were misty white phantoms, and their lower limbs could not be seen.

"What an unflattering look." The redhead laughed, the voice was still in place, the person had disappeared in an instant, flashed in front of the spirit, only to see him skillfully bend his elbow, and a punch pierced through the white armor of the first spirit, before the group of spirits strained, the body re-blurred and returned to the same place in an instant.

"Armor has defensive capabilities, and its performance is between chain mail and light armor." The man watched with interest as he had just pierced his right hand, and then he frowned as the spirit continued forward unconcernedly, the pierced armor slowly closing as if smoke had regathered. "Your intelligence is true, physical attacks are not effective against them."

"So what?" As he spoke, his figure disappeared again, and then he appeared beside the right spirit, and with lightning speed, he raised his hand to grasp its wrist, and delicately led the long sword in the spirit's hand to slash down at the head of the centered spirit.

The silver long sword condensed by the soul seemed to have an extremely strange sharpness, slashing all the way down like a curd bamboo to cut the central spirit in half, Qingli Fourth Spring watched its remnants fall to the sides, turning into a milky white mist and slowly dispersing.

The red-haired man returned to the side of the blonde man, holding the silver sword he had just snatched from the spirit's hand: he said lightly: "The spirit's attack is effective against the spirit, but it will be slightly corroded when it comes into contact with it. ”

"And this attack can only temporarily destroy the bodies of the spirits, and it can't prevent them from regrouping into new warriors at some point." Then he watched the long sword in his hand slowly dissipate, and added, "Spirit weapons can only be used for a short time, damn it." ”

Qingli Sichun looked at the red-haired man who had made these analyses and judgments in a matter of moments, and said approvingly: "Very good intelligence gathering ability, even in the dark star, it is rare. ”

"Give them a code name." The red-haired man didn't seem to hear the praise of Qingli Fourth Spring, and he looked at the streets of the ancient city that emitted pale white fluorescence and those white spirits: "It's called the White Night Ghost." ”

"Is there a need to be so literary? In these years, literary and artistic young people died early. Qingli Sichun smiled bitterly: "You don't have to tell me your name? Why don't I give you a code name too? ”

"Call me Qianmo." The redhead replied lightly, this code name seems to be equally unbelievable, but for them, they only need a code name: "Although they don't pose any threat to you and me now, if the number accumulates, you and I can only run away." ”

"A strategic retreat sounds better." Qingli smiled in the fourth spring: "The target city center, be fast." ”

"Gone!"

When the last two words burst out, the spring of the fourth year of Qingli rushed forward like a golden lion.

His hands instantly glowed with a pale golden mist, and the three White Night Ghosts who stopped in front of him could only raise their blades before they were cut off by this terrible man's bare hands.

The pale golden mist seemed to have a special purifying power on the spirits, and the severed corpses were burning with golden flames, burning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Very violent way." Qian Mo quietly commented beside him: "With such an attack of yours, I'm afraid these souls themselves will also be damaged." ”

"I don't mind killing, but I don't have a penchant for killing. Just burn their souls to the point where they have to sleep. Qingli Sichun looked around, and there was no trace of fear in his smile: "I think, we are in big trouble." ”

Qian Mo nodded seriously: "Although I don't want to admit it, you are right." ”

Countless white ghosts poured in from all directions, like white forests growing in the wind in the city.

The number of these ghosts seems endless, but what is even more frightening is that among them there are even ranged attackers armed with milky bows and arrows.