She didn't finish speaking, but Mu Shuilian already knew what Zhong Xuwu meant, he was doubting whether Fang Ling had really destroyed the Nine Murders Robbery Array, she nodded lightly, and said with a look of trust: "Senior Brother Zhong, aren't you at ease until now?" But in this short period of contact, I can feel the extraordinary wisdom on his body, although this evil path is powerful, but it will definitely be buried here today!"

Seeing that Mu Shuilian trusted the young man so much, Zhong Xuwu was slightly stunned and did not speak.

At this time, every time the Earth Spirit Haotian Sword was inserted into an inch, a ripple appeared on the ground, and a string of ripples spread like ripples, and after involving the entire Immortal City, it was extended towards the Immortal Mountain outside the Immortal City, its speed was like a galloping lightning, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the thunder flashed, as if countless evil dragons were wandering away from it, roaring and roaring, and the sound was deafening.

The wind was blowing, and the earth even began to shake slightly, as if the sky was falling apart in the next second, and at the same time, countless ghosts and ghosts emerged from the □□ white bone pillars, and everyone nearby pounced.

"Boss, you guys retreat, we'll deal with it here!"

Cui Pu and other true disciples shouted, and they all sacrificed magic weapons, and rushed towards these unjust souls, although the unjust souls can be killed with a single sword, but under the effect of the magic circle, they continue to breed, and the number is like locusts, and in an instant, the unjust souls have been like an army of 10,000 people.

If it was normal times, it would not be a problem to deal with such a large number of unjust souls, but everyone was in the Nine Murders Temptation Array, and their strength was suppressed to the limit, but in a moment, Cui Pu and the others were entangled in the unjust souls, and they were about to be swallowed up by the army of unjust souls.

The disciples were even more frightened when they saw it, but at the same time, a fighting spirit rose, as an authentic Fa sect and cultivating the righteous path of heavenly principles, how could they be overwhelmed by fear?

As long as the disciples wait for the chief administrator to give an order, they will rush forward and fight these unjust souls, even if they are destined to die today, they will die vigorously.

The evil ghosts roared, the unjust spirits and wolves howled, and all the ghosts and monsters seemed to be hungry and thirsty for thousands of years, fierce and hateful, turning into all kinds of terrifying images, although the disciples were cheering up, but deep down they were still trembling and uneasy.

Feeling the high fighting spirit of the disciples, Mu Shuilian was deeply grateful, but a chief steward couldn't hold it back, gritted his teeth and said: "Grand steward, we can't sit here and wait for death, we must kill Gongsun Lan!"

Mu Shuilian said lightly: "With the magic circle, Gongsun Lan is protected by the magic circle, how easy is it to kill him?"

The manager's face turned pale, but he said hurriedly: "Then we can't wait here, right?"

Mu Shuilian looked at Fang Ling with a calm expression and said, "No, all we can do now is wait, because the only person who can reverse the crisis in front of us is him!"

All the managers couldn't help but be surprised, their eyes fell on Fang Ling one after another, and they couldn't help but be secretly surprised when they saw that Fang Ling was as stable as a mountain under such a formation, without the slightest panicked expression.

Zhong Xuwu said coldly: "Wait for me, and there will be a chance for you to do it later!"

Everyone glanced at each other, although they are now facing the life and death of their own sect, but the two chief managers have concluded that everyone can only wait and see the changes, I don't know when, the rise and fall of the sect will fall on the young man alone.