It was already the sixth night of Luo Ling's arrival in the illusion realm, and the moon had not yet risen, and the people of the three parties had already gathered in the open space outside the west gate of the palace.

"The moon rises in about 40 minutes, and we're going as planned, and who doesn't know their mission yet," Sharu asked, his eyes wandering, confirming one by one.

Everyone was silent.

Sharu asked, "Who has anything to add or needs to ask?"

There was silence.

"Alright, the action begins."

The nine men were separated, and Gardi took Mashadu and another elite of the Thunder Temple to the north. Wang Duo took his right-hand man, a vampire, and a bear-man to the south. The remaining Shalu, Bao Xi and Luo Ling are in a group, and the three of them are the protagonists of tonight's palace, and they are moving in the east.

The bright moon rises into the sky, the moon falls like snow, the stars fly down, incarnate countless mortals, the illusion is activated, and the world is resurrected.

After a while, there was already a crowd of people outside the palace, and the stars were all silent, their footsteps were hurried, and the sound of clothes rubbing against their clothes and footsteps could be heard clearly.

Chirping...... Boom...... The palace door opened layer by layer, like a domino that had been pushed, the sound was first piercing as if scratching people's hearts, and then a loud earthquake became extremely empty, all the way away with the opening of the door, like an echo, giving people a feeling of infinite depth.

Luo Ling and the three of them hid in the shadows of the west wall of the palace city, quietly watching the stars who were rushing in more than a hundred meters away. Whether it is a palace maid or a man, once these stars enter the palace city, their actions will immediately speed up several times, all of them are like a frame of wind and clouds, a hundred meters, and like mercury pouring on the ground, smooth and thorough, although the number of people is numerous, there is no chaos at all, with extremely high efficiency, scattered and disappeared in the huge building complex.

"What are we waiting for," Luo Ling asked Bao Xi with the word 'Spirit Hongqiao'.

"Turn on the lights." She also uses psychic skills.

"Lamp,"

"Yes, we have found in many previous explorations that the lamp is the key to the activation of the ban."

"The lamp is lit, and the palace is already in full swing, which means that there is no possibility of any tricks."

"That's right."

When, the melodious bell spreads in the Miyagi, with the main hall in the center of the Miyagi as the core, the faint green lights spread in the bell to the city in all directions, like a blooming demon flower.

Almost as soon as the lights extended to the very edge of the Miyagi building, a bright light rose in the northwest corner of Miyagi, it was a strong explosion, the kinetic energy of the explosion brought up a strong air current, wrapped in countless explosive debris, forming a circle of burning halo, spreading to the surroundings. Boom, the sound of explosion came, like a thunderbolt of drought and thunder, and under the cold moonlight, an orange-red Qin cloud was born in the light, straight up to the sky.

This side did not receive, the other side rose again, the strong light flashed, the southeast corner of the palace city also exploded with white light, and the bright Qin clouds rose into the sky, even if the palace wall of the palace city was measured in kilometers, you can still clearly see the splendid scene, and you can still feel the subsequent wind generated by the strong explosion and agitation.

Condescendingly, Luo Ling saw for the first time how the guards acted when there was something unusual somewhere in the palace. In the hurried sound of the bells, in almost every larger house and temple, there were guards rushing out and up to the roofs, and then, the thousands and thousands of stars gathered like hundreds of rivers gathering in the sea, walking through the eaves and walls, and crossing the ridges of the roof. Under the silver moonlight, first it covered the palace like a dark cloud, and then the clouds wandered and swept away, and the situation of the sea of people was like a tide, even if Luo Ling was as calm as a person, at first glance, he would inevitably be agitated and secretly amazed. What's even more rare is that these guards have advanced and retreated in a measured manner, and before they arrive at the place of the incident, a strictly organized queue has been formed.

After watching this scene, in addition to being shocked, Luo Ling felt a little deceived, the complex structure of this palace city had no effect on the star people at all, it was purely a pit intruder's trap, no matter what position it was in, the star guards could form an iron bucket-like encirclement of the intruder within ten minutes at most.

What made Luo Ling even more resentful was that there was no such 'key area' as he had imagined, such as the cavalry camp, the armor battalion, the bow battalion, etc., as long as it was needed, every building could allow the star to complete the disguise, that is to say, aside from the main target, there was no secondary target with destruction value in the palace city.

Boom, boom, a powerful explosion sounded again, and the two groups of Northwest and Southeast, Gardi and Wang Duo, while destroying the overall enchantment system of Miyagi, tried their best to attract Miyagi's combat power, so that Luo Ling's group could be less hindered when breaking in.

There are star guards gathered in Miyagi again, black crane air riding, tiger body heavy riding, and a kind of swordsman with double swords, almost ** upper body, from the perspective of combat effectiveness, the guards sent by Miyagi are obviously stronger than the other, and, compared with the improvement of quality, the number of reductions is very limited.

"About 30%." Luo Ling secretly wondered. Through these few days of observation, he has a rough estimate of the total amount of soul repertoire that appears each night. At least 100,000 soldiers and armor are hiding in the palace city, because the palace of the palace is continuous, covering an extremely wide area, so many stars live in it, and there are no mountains and no dew. And the two dispatches just now, there are about 30,000 of them.

Not far from Luo Ling's side, Sha Lu, who had been slightly closed, suddenly opened his moon pupils, raised his claws and pointed at the most magnificent and obvious main hall among the buildings, and then ejected from the side wall of the palace wall that was hanging high.

Luo Ling and Bao Xi naturally knew what Sha Lu meant, and it was already difficult for Wang Duo and Gardi to attract more Miyagi guards to those two battle circles, and the rest could only rely on them.

The three of them are all first-class powerhouses, and they all know that if they hide an extra strength at this moment, they will probably pay a huge price for their energy later. It would be unwise to do so when every ounce of energy is precious. Therefore, he rushed almost with all his might, and the speed was so fast that it was really like a lightning speed, and there was a series of fading phantoms behind him, which looked like ghosts and ghosts.

At this speed, it takes only a few breaths to cover a distance of several kilometers. The three of them broke into the inner city, and a new alarm bell sounded in the palace.

The inner city palace wall is not high, only 3.5 meters. But there is a five-metre-wide moat around the city, which crystallizes like glass rock during the day and turns into a thick, bubbling liquid like a chocolate latte at night, and the smell is so bad that you can tell that there is something wrong with this liquid.

Within two hundred meters of the moat were bluestone squares, and it would be extremely difficult for anyone to enter the inner city without being spotted by the guards on the walls. What's more, all the archers standing in the city are three-sided and six-armed (note, not three-headed).

Different from the bows of the Miyagi Corner Tower, these archers all seemed to have just been pulled up from the ink tank, black pure, black reflection, the only color was a longbow bowstring in his hand and the bucket of feather arrows behind him, the bowstring was as clear and bright as crystal silk, and the feather arrows were shining with golden light, making the quiver look like it was spewing flames from a distance.

As if they had known that Luo Ling and they were coming, on the inner city wall, the black archers were lined up, less than 30 centimeters apart from each other, and there were almost 100 people lined up on the 100-meter city wall. As soon as Luo Ling and the three of them approached, they put on their bows and arrows and began to shoot. The biggest feature of these archers is that they have three hands to shoot in turns, not only the rate of fire is high, the durability is good, for a while, the golden arrows are like a pouring rain, lined with the bright moonlight, dazzling to make people look confused.

In the face of the rain of golden arrows that were far more powerful than sniper bullets, Luo Ling and the three of them had no intention of stopping and resisting. The first to leap up was Shalu, and at the same time, I saw him stretch out his hands, and the crystal blue ice chips and rice dust flew away, and a thin layer of ice wall like frost flowers was formed in the rice dust, and it was this ice wall that actually blocked the golden arrow, so that it could not advance half an inch.

The ice wall in front of him met the arrow, the golden light splashed wildly, and the figure of Bao Xi appeared behind. She also rushed forward, and in the second position, she was almost one person higher than Sharugao, waving her arms, dozens of lightning rods flew out, each with a lightning bolt as thin as a toothpick, which looked very much like a miniature version of forked lightning.

Different fork lightning, these lightning rods have no warning before throwing, and the lightning rods themselves are small, and the speed is not comparable to that of forked lightning, as for the power...... Luo Ling's evaluation was that one was equal to a dozen phase-capable grenades bundled and exploded.

The black archers lined up in a dense line, and their reaction was a little worse, and they were obviously a little caught off guard by the hard rush of Luo Ling and the three of them who did not stop for a moment and advanced against the rain of golden arrows, and dozens of thunder rods were all hit. Crackling, a column of incandescent thunderballs with blue-purple light exploded, connecting with each other, forming a horizontal line of dazzling lightning on the palace wall. The explosion of the thunderball caused dozens of black archers to bloom on their chests, and the light of lightning nearly drowned out their figures.

At the same time, Luo Ling, who was in third place, appeared in the air higher than Bao Xi. He released blood spots, scattering clumps of blood like mud. According to Sharu and Bao Xi, every star guard in the inner city has an amazing resilience, and it is difficult to kill unless it is a bombardment. Baoxi's thunder rod may not be able to kill the black archer, but Luo Ling's blood spots have the characteristic that as long as there is a wound, it can be eaten into slag.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, Shalu, Bao Xi, and Luo Ling, with the tacit cooperation of a series of flowing clouds, almost did not slow down through the golden arrow rain net and rushed into the inner city. When the remaining black archers on the wall of the inner city palace turned around and shot again, the three of them were already two hundred meters away, and only the blood spots that the black archers had sucked and died of were gathered into a satin-like ribbon of light, and flew to chase Luo Ling.

Crackling, three small sounds connected together, this is the sound of Luo Ling's three people tapping on the roof ridge on their toes and jumping forward with their strength.

Snoring, tornado, hundreds of wide robes and big sleeves of the stars flew up to the room, on the wall, from all sides to suppress, under the moonlight, all of them moved vigorously, like eagles and harriers.

The swordsmith, holding a palm-wide and five-foot-long, antique and colorful sword, with a bun and a wooden hairpin, his face was blue, and his eyes were like candles, as if he was a corpse.

Luo Ling glanced over a few times, and immediately had an idea of the combat power of these newly emerged interceptors. It can be said that the strength of these stars is not weaker than those swordsmen who guard the corner tower of Miyagi. He knew that the real battle began from this moment.