After the time of the sub-year, the Giant Spirit City is much more deserted than the night market in the evening. From time to time, a cool breeze blows, whistling and rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground, rolling out of the distance, and then quietly circling and falling, telling cold and old stories in the deserted streets.

Only the top of the tower of the border city still flashes a little silver-gray light, surrounding in a circle, like a group of stars embracing the heart of the city.

On this already unusual night, all forces seem to be doing their own plans, clasping their fists and sleeves, and ready to move.

Sunan Xing didn't want to cause any trouble, so he had to let go of the knuckles he held on the spirit of faith, gave up the flight of Edgeworth, which had gone early and returned early, and turned slightly to the side, and got into the kaleidoscopic alley behind him.

The intricate path was pitch black, with some dewy dampness, and every step out would bring up dripping droplets, and the soles of the feet were sticky.

Su Nanxing clenched his palm, and in front of him was Shen Muchen's arrogant and surprised face at dusk.

The lifeless bluestone street on his side seemed to have turned into a rapid retreat, and at this moment, it seemed that he had returned to the moment when he was tightly held by a pair of palms, in the Imperial Void Tower, and also in the Giant Spirit City.

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Giant Spirit City is an ancient and sensitive existence, a kind of cultivation that was not favored by others at first, can break through obstacles, gradually become stronger, and even become the number one sect of divine cultivation in today's spirit world, then, what he wants is not only strength, but also extreme care and prudence.

This is also the reason why although the Giant Spirit City is not good at fighting, it can sit on the largest number of believers, and incense, and stand tall for thousands of years.

In terms of strength and identity, Xuanling Mountain must be the number one faction in the spirit world that deserves to be the first, and in terms of power and people's hearts, the number one one has become Giant Spirit City.

Giant Spirit City has always been a hereditary system of the head of the family, Lao Tzu passed it on to his son, and the son passed it on to his grandson, so as to ensure that the person who sat on the throne of the city lord must be the Ruan family.

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Only, this time.

It was the first time and the last time.

The previous head, Ruan Yucheng, had a wife who died early and had no heirs, and he suddenly died in a cultivation a few months ago.

The elders of Giant Spirit City thought about it, even if they destroyed the tradition, they could only nominate their former eldest disciple Bai Mu to preside over the overall situation.

This eldest disciple Bai Mu, Mu Xianjun, is a person with a high reputation in the Giant Spirit City, with many believers and top-notch spiritual power, and this time the succession ceremony of the head of the family is expected by everyone, so it will naturally attract much attention.

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"I just don't know why the matter of Xuanling Mountain's spies is related to Giant Spirit City... Could it be..."

While pondering the various events that have occurred during this period of time, Su Nanxing turned around in the dark alley, and after not knowing how many pillars of incense were burned, he finally found the three words written on the creed, "Qixinju".

Behind the bamboo signboard, there is a patchwork of homestay inns.

This inn, built on the side of the main road on the side of the city tower, is divided into courtyards of different sizes and bamboo buildings, taking advantage of the spiritual light on the tower, even at night will not look too desolate, more simple and elegant and folk fun, the end is, water and wood Qinghua, Guangxia fine.

Sunan Xing jumped to the top of the main building of Qixinju on tiptoe.

From here, you can see every guest room in the back.

Shen Muchen was still asleep on the other side, so Su Nanxing didn't plan to meet with the people of Xuanling Mountain, first, he hadn't figured out how to explain his experience to Zhou Zimo a few days ago, and second, he didn't want to make Shen Muchen angry.

So, just take a sneak peek at everyone.

It's just that Sunan Xing, who had just jumped off the eaves and ran to the guest room in the backyard, was attracted by the aura from the spire above his head.

The silver-gray light, flashing and flashing, embraced the lonely and cold sky.

The scope of these spiritual rays is extremely large, built around the high walls, the highest level of the tower, a total of eight points, all extending to the center, from the border city to the center of the city, and finally gathered, forming a huge "spirit trapping net", enveloping the entire giant spirit city.

But when you stand at the foot of the city wall at night and look closely, you will find that the source of these spiritual lights is actually a huge night pearl.

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"This Ruan family is really rich. The slender young man pursed his lips, his lips were full, "Alas? Then you say, the heart of the city where their head lives is not made of gold!"

It was Nan Jun who spoke.

The sixteenth senior brother has always thought of what to say, and he has always been mindless.

"Envy is envy, don't be weird. Zhou Xue put his hands behind his back, the golden bell sounded lightly, and his footsteps swept lightly behind Nan Jun, and he also slapped on the latter's shoulder by the way.

Nan Jun naturally grimaced, as if he was used to the white eyes of his senior sister, and then turned to Zhou Chuxi's side, and said, "Alas, senior brother, you have been traveling outside for so long, have you ever seen such a big night pearl in other places?"

Zhou Chuxi shook his head and said, "Xuanling Mountain has never liked these gold and jade jewelry, so don't talk about it anymore." ”

"I'll just say it. Nan Jun threw an ugly eyebrow at Zhou Xueluo. "It's a rarity, even..."

"Nanjun. "Although Zhou Chuxi is the senior brother of Xuanling Mountain, his temperament is also the softest, even if he is reprimanded, his voice is still gentle.

But after all, Senior Brother is Senior Brother, and he is the favorite person of the little disciples of Xuanling Mountain, so he never needs to say anything more.

"Here!"

Nan Jun said, jumped to the front with one foot, stood on the edge of the city wall, looked up at the silver star-like point of light, his eyebrows narrowed, and suddenly threw a spiritual stream from his fingers, hit the wall, and exploded with a "bang", showing off into a brilliant golden flower.

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It was not unusual for the offensive spirit power of another faction to throw, but the spirit trapping net above his head did not even react at all.

Sunan Xing, who was squatting on the roof, smiled.

The only one who can think of such a ghost paying attention and daring to try it is Nanjun.

Nan Jun pointed to the traces of spiritual power that were gradually dissipating on the city wall, and said with a smile: "Look, look, I'll just say, hahahaha, no response!"

The spirit trapping net in Giant Spirit City relies on injecting a powerful spiritual stream into the night pearl for storage, and then shooting out spiritual threads through the inside of the bead to weave into a net.

But no matter how delicate the composition of this net is, there will always be a place that he can't shine - the source.

That is, under the beads, the beginning of the spiritual thread, which is the same as the darkness under the lamp.

Zhou Chuxi glanced back at Qixinju behind him, turned his head for a moment, and said, "Let's go." ”