Zhao Lingxue walked barefoot on the ground full of thorns, her face was plain and bland, a white dress swayed gently in the wind, delicate and even faint, after becoming the spirit master, she was more beautiful than before, the beauty used to be gentle and unassuming, and now there is a slight sadness between the beautiful eyebrows, which looks lovable and pitiful.

It's a pity that no one can appreciate her beauty anymore, even if you pass by, you can't see her delicate face.

Because she only allowed one person to peep, that person was in the middle of the vast flying sand and rocks at the moment, she couldn't see him, but she could feel that he was still alive, and his aura was much stronger than before, so she was not worried.

This battle has been a little long, but none of the people watching the battle from the periphery have left, but people continue to come from afar, most of the people are attracted by the spectacular momentum here, the vast majority of them are refugees fleeing the edge of the war, the battle between Fengtian and Dajin, it is not over yet, the warring parties have paid a heavy price, the Fengtian Dynasty has no fewer dead, most of them have died under the iron floating slaughter of the Jin soldiers, and the Jin Kingdom has not lost many dead, but most of them are not killed in the war, but from hunger and fatigue, because there are people everywhere against their supplies。

Until now, no one seems to have benefited, so the Western Wilderness began to gather and march eastward, gathering hundreds of thousands of troops from the foot of Sword Mountain, and smashing the Zhongjing City of the Fengtian Dynasty.

Therefore, Zhao Lingxue came from the direction of Jianshan, she once led hundreds of thousands of chanting teams, in order to retreat from the same hundreds of thousands of Western Wilderness troops, where did she leave these believers, and after the Fengtian Dynasty was temporarily safe, she hurried here.

The appearance of Zhao Lingxue gave this battle that seemed to be difficult to distinguish the winner from the winner to a new point of interest, and the crowd rushed to tell each other, so many people began to assemble here, and those hungry and homesick refugees, although they couldn't see Zhao Lingxue's true face, they could only see a delicate figure, but after feeling the brilliance emanating from her, their anxious mood gradually calmed down.

They seemed to see their lush homes, the mountains of grain in the granary, and the happy smiles on the faces of their companions.

"Who is this girl, like a living bodhisattva of great compassion. ”

"I heard that it was the little princess of the Fengtian Dynasty, and it is rumored that she has become a spirit lord now. ”

"Little Princess......

These toiling masses who are worried about food and clothing are natural

I don't know what the spirit lord is, but they have heard of the princess, it is said to be very beautiful, and many girls in the village like to comb the same bun as the princess, so after Zhao Lingxue's identity gradually spread, those refugees with wooden sticks and bags began to rush towards Zhao Lingxue frantically, like a tide, like ants, unstoppable, so many people gradually swallowed up those who were eyeing Zhao Lingxue's cultivation.

In addition to the vast majority of refugees here, the rest are cultivators, and they also spread the word of mouth, and the people are also clouds, and gradually a wave of all these natural and man-made disasters is the root cause of Zhao Lingxue and Xiao Jiansheng, so there are naturally many cultivators who killed these two people, but with the appearance of this group of refugees, they no longer have a chance.

Because the eyes of this group of refugees did not understand the killing intent on the cultivators, in their eyes, it was disrespectful to the princess, so they naturally wanted to squeeze them far away.

When more and more refugees in patch uniforms crawled towards Zhao Lingxue, Zhao Lingxue's calm face always brought out an apologetic smile, she looked at the crowd in Wuyang and Wuyang, sighed in her heart, and the jade fingers lightly, a soft force helped all the people who were kneeling and preparing to bow up, she made them straighten their backs, and began to lead these whispered chanting.

They forgot their hunger, saw the other side of life, found their way home, and the sound of this chant seemed to become a shield in their hearts, and they were no longer afraid of the enemy's scimitars and the sound of horses' hooves.

It didn't take long for the number of chanting to grow from 100 to 1,000, and finally to 10,000, and the whispered chanting was already comparable to the fluctuation of the waves, which was enough to affect the changes in the vitality around him, and even this momentum had stopped the expansion of the Heavenly Tribulation created by Xiao Jiansheng and Ma Xingkong's battle.

In the afternoon, the singing team has grown to more than 100,000 people, and the sound of chanting is like a spring breeze spread along the earth, when the sky is almost dark, a low chant has been transmitted into the tense atmosphere of the palace in the capital city, when Zhao Mingying, who was standing under the white magnolia tree and secretly pondered, heard this pleasant sound, he finally smiled, this is the first time he laughed in nearly a month, laughing and laughing, the wrinkles on his face were much lighter.

Naturally, this chant also broke into the ears of Xiao Jiansheng and Ma Xingkong in the middle of the battle.

Up to now, this battle has lasted for two days, but there is still no distinction between life and death and victory and defeat, at this moment, Xiao Jiansheng and Ma Xingkong have changed from the initial face-to-face battle to a distance of several miles, and the way of fighting is to see

It wasn't so tragic, there was no blood on either of them, and even the clothes were complete, but the momentum of both of them was very low, especially Xiao Jiansheng, although there were no obvious external injuries on his body, his chest was indeed concave, and even his clothes couldn't stop the shocking pit.

Just now, Ma Xingkong tore off a hundred wisps of starlight casually, and trapped Xiao Jiansheng firmly like a transparent streamer, he thought that this would trap the other party to death, and then pierce it with one shot, however, under the light of the starlight, Xiao Jiansheng still had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ma Xingkong's shot only made the pit in Xiao Jiansheng's chest a little deeper in the end, and it did not pierce it.

Similarly, Xiao Jiansheng used the painting ground as a prison, just trapping Ma Xingkong in the blink of an eye, and Ma Xingkong was already free.

At this time, Ma Xingkong frowned deeply, the scene in front of him was a little different from what he imagined, he thought that killing Xiao Jiansheng would be so easy, but he found that he was wrong, because he found that Xiao Jiansheng also fused the Nine Heavens Testament, although the number was not as large as him, but that guy also perfectly absorbed the will of Wuji and Cang'er, so he knew that it was difficult to kill such a person, although Xiao Jiansheng was only in the Seven Realms now, and he was two big realms behind, but Xiao Jiansheng had already broken through the wall fortress of the realm, which made Ma Xingkong unacceptable, and even Ma Xingkong was suddenly a little annoyedOriginally, he should be the strongest person standing on this land, and he would never allow anyone to be on par with him.

Difficult, does not mean impossible, so Ma Xingkong's face seems to be plain, and his mind has already turned sharply.

I don't know how long it took, Ma Xingkong suddenly smiled: "She's here." ”

Xiao Jiansheng nodded.

Ma Xingkong pointed in a certain direction and said, "Although it is difficult to kill you, the old man can kill your closest people with a gesture, and he will make you watch them die one by one." ”

Xiao Jiansheng frowned and smiled: "With your current strength, you can naturally do it, but I don't believe that with your current status, you will do such a dirty thing." ”

Ma Xingkong suddenly laughed and said: "Identity is important, but some things are more important than identity, aren't they? ”

At this moment, Ma Xingkong's eyes were strange and he smiled a few times at Xiao Jiansheng, Xiao Jiansheng suddenly felt something was wrong, and was just about to close the distance with Ma Xingkong, Ma Xingkong had already disappeared with a wave of his sleeves.

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