"The entrance to the cave there is eight hundred miles away from Jingyue Lake!" the roving bee released by Beitang Muren sent back a message, and he immediately sent it to all parts of the army.

"I explored most of the Mirror Moon Lake to find another exit, it turned out to be here!" said Fanyin.

Seeing that the whole army was still less than ten miles away from the mountain pass, there was a cracking sound on the ice of Jingyue Lake, which shocked people and made people tremble. Don't make any more mistakes, otherwise, the only more than 10,000 people in the Ministry of Military Affairs will not be able to bear it.

Everyone was lucky, and their hearts were hanging. However, this mood completely disappeared with the mournful sound of ten thousand ghosts crying to the sky.

"Archers! Intercept!" Mu Cang let out a howl of rage that shook the sky. Thousands of archers, with their bows and arrows, rushed straight to the south.

Countless spirits have poured out of the mountain pass, bursting through the mouth of the lair and shaking the surface of the icy lake. Rushing straight in the direction of Mirror Moon Lake City, it frantically attacked. The spirit lord floated half of his body in the air, watching the arrow array fall, and with a wave of his hand, a burst of evil wind force, and the group of arrows was instantly broken and broken.

"Boom!" a buzz hit the ground, and there was a vibration on the ice, which made people's feet numb. Northern Tang Muren attacked from afar, and then cast a layer of defensive enchantment, rising to the sky. Tens of thousands of spirits scattered after hitting the enchantment, and then they didn't dare to break through again.

The Spirit Lord swooped down towards Tang Muren in the north! Two fiery spiritual powers fought fiercely in the air and underground, one black and one white. Northern Tang Muren and the Spirit Lord had already turned into two spiritual powers, and they couldn't see their bodies clearly.

"You destroy my spiritual body! I want you to fill it with your life!"

"Demon goods! Your corpse wrapped in the shroud should have been destroyed a long time ago! Without the space-time warlock, you don't want to run away again!" Beitang Muren said angrily. Hearing the words "shroud", the spirit lord immediately stood frozen in mid-air, trembling with anger. Suddenly, the Spirit Lord burst into a cold and evil smile, and his mouth cracked, "You think you ruined my night clothes?"

Beitang Muren didn't know what he meant, so he only heard the spirit lord say again: "I am the lord of this eternal night, the king of all charms!" Immediately afterwards, thousands of spiritual ghosts on the ground were instantly absorbed by him, and their spiritual power suddenly soared.

In an instant, tens of thousands of spirits rushed towards the defensive barrier under the Northern Tang Mu Renbu. Compared to crashing into the enchantment, the spirit is obviously more afraid of being absorbed by the spirit lord and accepting it for other purposes. Not long after, the defensive barrier completely collapsed, and the spirit spirit came out with his life and attacked Mirror Moon Lake City.

It turned out that the reason why the spirits fought to the death the closer they got to the spirit lord was because they had long known that if this battle was lost, they would definitely be absorbed by the spirit lord and their souls would be scattered!

"Defend Jingyue Lake! Lay down a blockade! Don't let the spirit drive straight in!" Beitang Muren's voice came from the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The Spirit Lord laughed wildly and said, "Take care of yourself first!" The fierce confrontation between the Spirit Lord and the Northern Tang Muren emitted a huge roar, continuous, like a volcanic eruption, like a giant star falling. The surface of Jingyue Lake is mottled and full of potholes. Beitang Muren has no time to clone.

"Defense!archers!commandos!" Mu Cang and Fanyin ordered in unison.

The soldiers had rushed over, and layers of joint defensive enchantments had spread out on the surface of the lake. However, the spirit group is huge, tens of thousands. The soldiers have long been scarce, and at this time, they are only waiting to fight to the death.

At this moment, the spirit spirit only wants to assault Mirror Moon Lake City, and does not want to fight here, but is afraid that the spirit lord will suck them again. In the face of the attacking soldiers, the spirit can dodge more, and if it can rush, it will rush, one by one, it is like fog turning into clouds, and it is impossible to catch it. They surged out of the gaps in the combined enchantment laid by the warriors without stopping. The more you run, the more you rush.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Several whips rang out in the air. The Fifth Sanskrit crossed the joint defensive barrier and swung the knuckle whip at the incoming spirits, forcing them into the defensive barrier. The warriors and the spirits fought each other. Fanyin wielded her whip-wielding arm without stopping, and after a few hours, she couldn't stop all the spirits. The pyromancer was on the sidelines, but he was also more and more powerless.

The spirits began to sporadic outward. Sanskrit shoots arrows and kills, but it is difficult to defend against enemies from all sides. The messy hair stuck to her forehead and face, mixed with sweat and blood. She was defenseless, and the ice between her hair had long since melted without a trace. Fanyin breathed heavily, and in the second of gasping, hundreds of spirits ran away from her. Her arms, waist, and leg bones were all broken, and she was bleeding incessantly.

One stumbled, and Sanskrit fell to his knees. She paused when she hurriedly raised her head to stop the spirit. Within the barrier, the figures of the warriors fell down one by one, and the corpses filled the gaps in the barrier. Soon, the corpses of the warriors were torn apart and bitten, and the spirits continued to swarm out.

Fanyin's heart trembled, her hands weakened, and tears fell again. She only felt that her heart was torn apart, and the pain was unbearable.

At this moment, there was another sound in the sky. Beitang Muren unloaded the two arms of the spirit lord Yasin. It fled frantically, swooping towards the horde. Beitang Muren's figure flickered, and he also fell from the sky, and with a bang, he fell into the crowd.

On the ice, the screams of the spirits rang out again. Where the night clothes blow, the spirit is all stored. The spirit master's arms gradually grew, and the number of spirits decreased sharply. The Spirit Lord turned and rushed towards the North Tang Muren. Northern Tang Muren attacked several times, but they were all blocked by the Spirit Lord. Although half of his body was cut off and his arms were removed, a large number of spirits were absorbed by the spirit master. Although his dark spiritual power continued to decrease sharply, it continued to surge.

"Ya Xin, you dry corpse head! I'm going to decide!"

"Who the hell told you!"

Beitang Muren's eyes were blood-red and he didn't respond.

"I'll send you to the Western Heaven as you wish!" the Spirit Lord screamed, and three fingers suddenly burst out with a cold spiritual power, attacking Tang Muren to the north.

There was a roar on the ground, and the defensive barrier forged by the soldiers broke.

The soldiers looked at the spirits who were drifting away, unable to chase them, and looked sadly at the generals in the sky who were fighting to the death with the spirit lord. If it is stopped, the Lord's life will be in danger, and if it is not stopped, the disaster of Jingyue Lake will not be escaped.

Fanyin looked at the warriors in front of her, and the warriors looked at her as well. She looked at Mu Cang and Zhongli again. Everyone looked at death as if they were at home, and their expressions were tragic.

"Fifth Minister, we're going to stop the spirit to the death!" a young warrior dragged his injured leg to Fanyin's side. Sanskrit saw that he had broken three fingers. Her heart was desolate, and tears fell.

The warrior looked at her and smiled, and said, "I can have the main general with you, and our captain," Speaking of this, the warrior choked up, he was You Xiang's subordinate, "I die without regrets!"