On the tower of the capital city, cultivators from all over the human world had already performed their duties, Wu Zong rushed to the front line, Fa Zong supported by the method, Gu Xingfan also put down the banner in his hand and picked up the sword at his waist.

He is the military secretary of the human world, and now he is the commander of the garrison in the capital, and he is also one of the few eighth-order peak powerhouses in the capital, if he wants to compete with those people in the Holy Pavilion, his strength may not be enough, but he is still stronger than the vast majority of people in this battle array.

He handed over the token representing the responsibility of guarding the capital to Meng Qianxun, and admonished: "Meng Niangniang, the command of the battle array will be handed over to you." ”

Meng Qianxun was already dressed in a military uniform, which was completely different from her usual state of being like a quiet orchid, she took this token that symbolized the power to mobilize all the guards in the capital, and nodded solemnly to Gu Xingfan.

She has always been a think tank beside Gao Yangsong, as the inheritor of the one in the South China Sea Immortal Bamboo Forest, she not only has the talent to govern the country, but also knows the art of war, and in terms of command, she will not do worse than Gu Xingfan.

Gu Xingfan smiled reassuringly, his eyes turned to the battle formation in front of him, and an awe-inspiring aura appeared from his body.

He once swept away thirty-seven bandit villages with one sword, and at this time it was just another bandit.

But just as he was about to sweep out of the tower, a slightly sharp voice sounded in his ears.

"Gu Shangshu, our family hasn't made a move yet, but it's not your turn. ”

Gu Xingfan's footsteps did not stop, chasing the ghostly figure like a black cloud, and said: "The bandits who covet the rivers and mountains of my human world, as long as they kill to death, whoever kills them will be the same, and there is a mother in the capital garrison, so they will be safe." ”

Cao Renjie didn't stop walking, and laughed sharply: "Dream Niangniang, it's really powerful, speaking of the ladies in the palace, there is no one to deal with." ”

Gu Xingfan said with a smile: "It's rare to fight side by side with Chief Manager Cao, why don't you have a drink together after you go back?"

Cao Renjie's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "Sounds good." ”

He pointed to the person in the Holy Pavilion who used to hold the Sealing Spirit Bead, this person was able to hold a magic weapon, and his cultivation was also in the forefront among these people, which was to his taste: "I'll kill this." ”

Gu Xingfan laughed, pointed his sword at another person in the Holy Pavilion who had no one to deal with, and said, "Then I'll kill that." ”

......

Above the tower of the capital, Meng Qianhiro's voice has already been heard, although her cultivation is not high, the voice is still more than enough.

"Lord Gu went to kill the enemy, I was ordered to temporarily take his place, and the dragon protection order is here!" Meng Qianxun held the dragon seal in his hand and said loudly, "The whole army, listen to my orders!"

There was a commotion in the army below. The voice was crisp and distinctly female, but the token shining in the sunlight was genuine, but the soldiers quickly cleared their suspicions and began to obey Yumechihiro's orders.

Regardless of whether he is a man or a woman, Lord Gu handed over the Dragon Seal to him, which means trusting him, and in the current battle situation, aren't there many female cultivators who are fighting with all their might?

And when Meng Qianxun gave the order, the old man of the rotten wood on the castle tower looked at Mei Tingfang, who was already eager to try, with a smile: "Little girl, can you take me, an old man, for a ride?"

He was a ninth-order Dafa Sect cultivator, but after all, he was an old man whose physical fitness was not very high, and it was too difficult for him to run to the battlefield by himself.

Mei Tingfang had already deeply felt her insignificance at this time, even from such a distance, the coercion of the terrifying cultivation of the people in the Holy Pavilion still made her a little breathless, and she finally understood at this time that Gao Yangsong had never fought her seriously, and there were many people in the world who were stronger than her.

But the fear in her heart did not mean that she would not dare to attack because she would be intimidated by the coercion of the people in the Holy Pavilion, and after hearing the proposal of the old man of the rotten wood, she first subconsciously glanced at Dream Chihiro.

She has been staying in the city, just to protect the safety of Dream Chihiro, and after getting Dream Chihiro's consent, she carried the old man on her back, but she always felt a little strange in her heart.

The old man is very light...... But this look ...... It seems a bit obscene.

Mei Tingfang chose to ignore the gaze of the old man from the rear as much as possible, and rushed into the enemy formation with the old man on his back.

Rushing halfway, the old man sighed softly: "Little girl, you are in such a good shape." ”

When Mei Tingfang heard this, her face couldn't help but change color, if she hadn't known that he was an old man or a ninth-order great cultivator, she would definitely have to give him a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw like the other Dengzi disciples she had met before.

The old man didn't seem to feel Mei Tingfang's resistance, and continued: "What a youthful and energetic body, you can feel the softness even if you rely on it. ”

His words paused and smiled kindly: "I don't mean anything else, I just envy you for having such youthful energy." ”

Mei Tingfang glanced at him in her heart and nodded lightly.

The old man smiled with emotion and said, "That's it." ”

At this time, they were already close to the light curtain, and there were fierce battles nearby, Mei Tingfang couldn't wait to quickly put down this old man, and quickly gently lifted him to the ground.

Down-to-earth, the old man of the rotten wood stabilized his center of gravity, took a long breath of turbidity, and said with a smile: "Little girl, the old man is sorry for you, but it seems that I still need you to protect the Dharma for me." ”

Mei Tingfang hadn't understood what the old man meant, and the old man was already looking at a holy pavilion powerhouse in the air, smiling. Love to read

"Though the wood is rotten, its heart is immortal. ”

"Guy above, please accompany me, the old man, to chatter. ”

Only a loud bang was heard, and the high-flying Holy Pavilion cultivator fell directly like a bird with folded wings, and the whole person was embedded in the earth.

Countless spiritual powers turned into withered branches, and at the same time, the old man's own body was also covered with these withered branches.

This is the most powerful means of the old man of the rotten wood, the rotten wood.

Under the pressure of the rotten wood, he has become like a rotten wood, but his opponent has to become a rotten wood with him, and the two of them can't move for half a minute, but the old man of the rotten wood has long been used to it, where did the old holy pavilion cultivator react, and he tried his best to get rid of the rotten wood for a while, but it was just to add spiritual power to the art of the rotten wood.

Under the rotten wood, only if you don't struggle can you not be oppressed by it, but if you don't struggle, you can't get out of the confinement of this rotten wood at all.

This is where the confidence of the old man of the rotten wood who has never been defeated before he returned to hiding.

Mei Tingfang looked at this scene with some dumbfounded.

She had to admit that this old man was indeed very powerful, and he could do it so far.

She quickly settled down, unsheathed the long sword in her hand, and began to protect the Dharma for the old man of Rotten Wood.

All the factors that might disturb the old man's spell casting, she would eliminate it with the flying clouds in her hand.

......

Shi Qingyang Lian moved lightly and watched the battle from the top of the city tower.

The six Holy Pavilion cultivators have all been restrained by the cultivators of the human race, but except for the old man of the rotten wood, the other five are at a disadvantage on their side, especially Gu Xingfan and Cao Renjie, these two existences who were originally at the top of the capital could not defeat the existence from the Holy Pavilion in a heads-up after all, and almost all of them fell into a completely passive situation, even if the Panlong Guards led by Wei Lingsheng joined the battle one after another, it was only a drop in the bucket, and it was difficult to turn the tide of the battle.

Shi Qingyang thought about it carefully, and finally determined that there was something wrong with the number of Panlongwei, but she didn't continue to think about it soon, took a breath lightly, and said softly to the Fa Sect cultivators in the city: "If I ask you to listen to my command, will you agree?"

A man was surprised: "How ...... that"

Before he could say anything, he was covered by his companion on the side, and his companion whispered something in his ear, his face changed suddenly, and then he nodded again and again: "Let it be sent." ”

Most of the rest of the people agreed, and Shi Qingyang nodded with satisfaction.

Her name as Qingyang Lingji has not disappeared under the wheel of history, and she can still convince the crowd with her fierce reputation back then.

Shi Qingyang sat down with a smile and said, "Please do your best to condense your spiritual power, but you must hand over control to me." ”

Almost no one would agree to this domineering request, but after hesitating for a moment, most of the Fa Sect cultivators at the head of the city agreed.

The Returning of All Spirits to the Void is a unique technique for manipulating spiritual power, and in the current battle, it is much better than fighting separately to be able to combine their attacks into one.

If it weren't for such a magical exercise, the Qingyang Pavilion would not have stood for so long.

But because of the side effects of this exercise, she had to disappear and find a way to solve the problem of mixed spiritual power in her body, but this method has not been found so far, but she was abducted by a young man who was chased and jumped into the waterfall.

The side effects of the return of all souls to the void, the world should only be known to her and Gao Yangsong, this time she cast the return of all souls to the void, very decisive.

If they can't die anyway, they should beat these bastards who disturb their lives to death.

Soon, Shi Qingyang felt the huge fluctuation of spiritual power and showed a satisfied smile.

The jade hand lightly supported the cheeks, Shi Qingyang leaned against the city wall, and pointed at the air casually, and suddenly countless sharp wind blades flew in the direction she pointed.

She would lead the Dharma cultivators at the head of the city to support the others in their battles until the moment when the victory was completely decided.

......

Everyone in the human world is fighting.

It's just that in addition to fighting, there are always a few outliers.

For example, a Thousand Machine Pavilion Master who had just rushed to the vicinity of the light curtain, at this time, he was staring at a woman on the side who was waving a short stick in her hand to resist the attack of the rebels.

Then he asked, "How did you get here?"