The array plate obtained from Guo Yunshan's reward, although it is not a too high-grade thing, it is not a rotten street. It's just that at this time, Li Mingyang no longer cares about what grade or not, and Li Mingyang only arranges two kinds of magic arrays on all the array plates, two different first-level phantom arrays.

What he can do now is to protect the people around him as much as possible, and when he arranged the magic circle, he couldn't help but slander his behavior in his heart: "Li Mingyang, you are crazy, you are a fool, you are an arrogant maniac who doesn't know what to do." But while scolding himself fiercely, the movements of his hands were still smooth and fast.

Although there are a lot of arrays, but blindly only arrange the phantom array, Li Mingyang did not have so many materials in his hands after all, fortunately in the end he succeeded in arranging a composite phantom array with a fairly good effect.

The effect of the compound phantom array was far from reaching the peak of his current level, and it could even be said that this was an absolute failure of the compound phantom array. But at this time, Li Mingyang really didn't have much time to arrange a better magic circle, although these people in front of him were worthy of pity, but now there were tens of thousands of people in the outer city who were suffering from the torture of real ghosts.

But after he set up the compound magic circle, he found that there was still no movement in the direction of the inner city, and Li Mingyang's heart was even more angry. Combining the compound circle with a nearby destroyed dwelling, Li Mingyang asked all the people he saved to lie in the ruins of the house and pretend to be dead, and then activated the circle.

"Lie down here well, don't panic if there are real ghosts passing by, let alone run away, wait for me to bring someone back to save you." Li Mingyang gave a serious advice, and then rushed to the inner city at high speed.

Li Mingyang had never experienced the situation of the Hundred Ghost Chaos City, he didn't know if the other monks had such an experience, he just couldn't guess how the other monks would feel when they faced such a situation, and he couldn't understand how the Jingshan City monks managed to still not attack in such a situation.

The journey to the inner city is not far, but along the way, Li Mingyang has seen too many killings, once upon a time, the real ghost is just a tool for training in Li Mingyang's eyes, or a cultivation material, Yin beads can be used to cultivate bone spirits, Yin jade can be used to arrange Xuan Chain, and the real ghosts killed are gradually increasing, and Li Mingyang never thinks how ferocious the real ghosts are.

But when a large number of real ghosts hit the crowd of ordinary people, Li Mingyang was surprised to find that those real ghosts who seemed to be nothing more than sheep in his eyes turned out to be such terrifying beasts. More and more people fell in pools of blood, and after they fell, their bodies were still wrapped in thick black gas, which looked extremely weird.

Seeing this situation, Li Mingyang couldn't help but start to be stubborn again, knowing that doing so would put him in an endless crisis, but he still roared and rushed towards those real ghosts. His attacks began to move away from a one-hit kill, but instead became more flashy. The fireball technique was the spell he used the most, and as a result, he began to kill fewer and fewer real ghosts, but the real ghosts chasing him were more and more.

He was like a torch that attracted a large number of real ghosts to hunt him down in the night.

The inner city of Jingshan City, Lingbao Pavilion.

Ning Shiwen glared at Song Jia with an angry face, her mouth pouted, but she didn't say a word.

Song Jia still looked at this little ancestor with a headache, and after looking at each other for a long time, he was finally defeated, and said with a wry smile: "This kind of Cheng Dù's real ghost chaos city is not something that you and I can resist, although their strength is not strong, but the number is amazing. I went out to take a look just now, this time at least nearly a thousand true ghosts rushed into the outer city, I am just a recultivation of the Void Spirit Realm, in this kind of Cheng Dù's real ghost chaos city, I can only protect myself, if I take you again, it will be difficult to even protect myself. ”

Listening to Song Jia's explanation, although Ning Shiwen's attitude eased somewhat, she still snorted stubbornly and said: "Hmph, excuses, all excuses, Sister Song, you disappointed me so much, can we just watch those people outside being killed by real ghosts?"

"Although they are not the people of Shuzhong, they are human beings after all, they are too pitiful. Speaking of which, Ning Shiwen was already a little crying.

Song Jia looked at Ning Shiwen in embarrassment, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Although Song Jia is a cultivator of the Void Spirit Realm, she is a refiner who mainly attacks refining, she is not good at fighting, in a battle of this scale, if there are other monks to cooperate with her, she will naturally be able to exert good combat power, but if it is just with her and the other three Illusory Spirit Realm monks in the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, it is impossible to play much role in such a situation. The only possibility is to lose even your own life.

"I didn't expect the monks of Jingshan City to do this, I was also curious before, why Jingshan City should be divided into inner and outer cities, and now I know that this is actually their way to deal with the real ghost chaotic city. Leaving the people in the outer city, they hid in the inner city, and then erected a few strong magic circles, low-level true ghosts acted on animal instinct, seeing that they could not break the inner city magic circle, and the inner city monks did not take the initiative to attack, they naturally left their fangs and claws to the people in the outer city. Song Jia also explained with a resentful face now.

"Aren't they afraid of being punished by God when they do this?" Ning Shiwen slapped the table and shouted.

"Damnation, these monks in Jingshan City are simply beasts, they don't think about anything. A hint of ferocity flashed in Song Jia's eyes, and he said: "It is impossible for the real ghost chaos city to kill here endlessly, they will leave after they have killed enough." And these people who died in the chaos will become evil ghosts who are unwilling to fall into reincarnation because of their resentment, and once they absorb the power of heaven and earth, they will become real ghosts with infinite resentment. When the time comes, although these resentful true ghosts can't remember their past lives, their hatred for human monks is indelible, and they will continue to attack humans. ”

Listening to Song Jia's explanation, Ning Shiwen was dumbfounded, this was the real reason why she heard about the real ghost chaos city for the first time. In this way, doesn't it mean that these real ghosts are here to recruit soldiers? As long as they kill enough people, they will produce enough real ghosts, and their strength will increase.

Thinking of this, Ning Shiwen asked puzzledly, "Don't the monks of Jingshan City know this, they just let these real ghosts do this?"

"Didn't you say that these monks are gone, and now they only know how to enjoy. Although Jingshan City has suffered a lot, there are still tens of thousands of people in the outer city alone, which is enough for them to be free for many more years. ”

"Sister Song, gather people to come over and kill all those wastes, let's occupy Jingshan City, and let's defend the city for the people here." Ning Shiwen suddenly jumped up and said with a look of hope.

Sister Song shook her head helplessly and said, "Now is not the time to do it. ”

"It's not the time to do it, it's always not the time to do it, so when can you make a move? Ning Shiwen shouted frantically.

Song Jia could only continue to smile bitterly: "I don't know, I need to wait for the adult's order." ”

Ning Shiwen's tone was stagnant, and she sat down on the chair dejectedly.

But at this time, there was a sudden roar in the inner city of Jingshan City, and then an incomparably sharp whistling sound resounded through the inner city.

Ning Shiwen stood up with a curious expression, but Song Jia said in shock: "Could it be that those real ghosts have started to attack the inner city this time?"

The roar was because of the sound made when the inner city magic circle was attacked, such a situation had hardly appeared in the past, Jingshan City was in the middle of Qiandao Lake, whether it was a southern monk or a Central Plains monk, they would not usually come to such a place where birds don't. As for the other true ghosts on the island, although they will regularly come to kill the people in the city, but because of the "cooperation" of the monks of Jingshan City, the real ghosts will never attack the inner city. So when such a situation occurred at this time, Song Jia felt extremely shocked.

For a while, not only Song Jia and Ning Shiwen, but also many Jingshan City monks also rushed out curiously. As a result, although it was very rare for them to see a large number of real ghosts gathering around the inner city, they saw that it was not the real ghost attacking the inner city circle, but a young monk attacking the inner city circle.

"Sister Song, is that bastard?" Ning Shiwen saw Li Mingyang flying in mid-air with the sword flying in the air at a glance, and seeing Li Mingyang's incomparably wolf attack on the inner city magic array, Ning Shiwen instantly forgot her pity for the people in the outer city, and now it was all ridicule of Li Mingyang.

But when she saw Li Mingyang, Song Jia couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and saw something wrong.

"Bastard boy, are you looking for death, get out of here, don't lead the real ghost this way. When Li Mingyang was attacking the inner city array, a Jingshan City monk shouted angrily at Li Mingyang.

The inner city of Jingshan City is a second-level defensive array, which is completely a defensive effect, and cannot block the transmission of sound.

Li Mingyang was not afraid of the cultivator of the Pure Spirit Realm triple cultivation in front of him, he was still standing on the flying sword and constantly attacking the inner city magic array, shouting loudly: "The outer city is full of real ghosts, and a large number of people have been killed, don't you go out of the city to rescue?"

"What does it matter to you if we can't save you, if you want to live, get out of here now, and wait until the real ghost retreats, don't blame me for being unkind to you." The Jingshan City monk said coldly.

Hearing the other party's answer, Li Mingyang's surprise instantly reached an incomprehensible level, and he said with a stunned face: "Did you deliberately not go out to rescue?" Although there had been such speculations before, but now it has finally been confirmed, Li Mingyang can't accept such a situation.

Seeing that the other party really didn't seem to plan to move a step, and the Jingshan City monks behind him also looked at him like fools, Li Mingyang was furious, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you sure you just don't make a move?"