Seeing that the two of them came up with killer ideas one after another, Su Qinghuai couldn't help but look slightly embarrassed - her memory had not yet recovered, and she didn't remember if she had any other means to press the bottom of the box, and the strange treasure in her soul could only play the most basic role, at this time...... It doesn't seem to be of any use.

Long Yingyun...... Forget it, he is now a semi-crippled, if it weren't for Su Qinghuai, Lin Yucheng and Jing Hong would not have counted him in the team at all.

"That's pretty much enough. Lingjun stood up and looked at the blood-colored world outside the cave, "Deal with those resentful spirits and ghosts first, and attract the distraction of the evil spirits, and when the time comes, I will make a move, and you two will directly use the trick, and I can't give him any respite!"

Jing Hong looked solemn, "Don't worry, with the Dragon Pearl, the location is in my hands!"

Lin Yucheng nodded slightly, but asked another question: "Even if we kill the spirit of the evil spirit, it will be almost no damage to the evil spirit itself, but it will anger him...... What are we going to do if he sends a stronger spirit to distract us?"

Lingjun asked rhetorically, "In that case, why do you agree with my plan?"

Lin Yucheng smiled dumbly and said no more.

Why?

Naturally, if you don't struggle, you will die now, and if you struggle, you can die again after a while, and you can always delay until a little time, and maybe you can change the overall situation.

Long Yingyun stood in the innermost part of the cave, everyone had something in their hearts, and they didn't notice the change in his expression.

He thought of what had happened when he faced that evil spirit seed before - he relied on the residual power of that magic sword to kill the evil spirit seed, but he was also affected by the demon in his heart and lost his mind, and if it wasn't for the ethereal fairy sound that suddenly sounded, he might even kill Xiao Su by mistake!

At that time, he lost his memory so he didn't care, but now he remembered that Xiao Su might be a disciple of Jiushao Palace, so that immortal sound ...... Is it a fairy music from Jiushao Palace?

Long Yingyun didn't dare to guess that it was "Jiu Shao", but thought it was "Chengyun", "Liuying", "Shenhuang" and other music.

If that Xianle would only sound to save Xiao Su's life when she was facing a life-and-death crisis, then maybe they still had a good chance of winning this time.

The sound drifted into the cave, and in the blood, wisps of vague ghosts could be faintly seen, they rode the blood mist and yin wind, and continued to approach the fish that slipped through the net, and the huge eyes in the sky seemed to turn a little, and the violent and dark eyes seemed to be far away......

"Let's go!"

Ling Jun rushed out first, followed by the other four.

There were very few survivors of this fantasy world, and the five of them gathered together with a bigger target, so the evil spirits quickly found them.

It was high above the sky, like a god, watching the ants struggle.

As soon as Su Qinghuai raised his hand, a golden light rose from his palm, like the dawn of the sun, and the floating light lingered around everyone, and as soon as those ghosts touched it, they screamed and turned into clouds and dissipated.

Lin Yucheng thought for a while, and once again confirmed the identity of this person in his heart-this must be a disciple of Jiushao Palace! It's just that he lost his memory for some reason, and he didn't even know how to use the best immortal sound in Jiushao Palace, so he could only rely on his righteous qi to carry the ghost.

Although Su Qinghuai's methods were very effective, as long as he looked at the change in her expression after summoning the golden light, he could know that she would not last long.

Jing Hong looked at Lingjun, waiting for her to make a move.

Ling Jun took a breath lightly, the ghostly light in his eyes flickered, and after a moment, the rui qi up and down his body was constricted, leaving only a layer of strange and indistinguishable and unclear aura - neither wood spirit, nor machine spirit, neither rui spirit nor evil spirit!

The four of them were all slightly stunned, they had never seen a spirit race that could make their own aura change like this, could this be the secret of the spirit race?

Long Yingyun's heart was shocked to be one point better than the other three, because from this strange aura...... He felt a vague hint of familiarity, as if he ......

He searched his memory to find out why he was the way he was.

Lingjun didn't care what the other people reacted, she was sure that Long Yingyun wouldn't be able to say anything even if she came up with it, and no one else would want to find out her origin from the breath.

What's more...... The friends can't find it, but the evil spirits who are also members of the Spirit Race will definitely be able to find that her aura is similar to the aura that erupted in the secret realm before - only in this way can it be triggered!

Sure enough, the originally careless evil spirit spirit was distracted, and he discovered the breath of the ancient evil spirit—it turned out that the ancient evil spirit was disguised as a wood spirit!

Although Lingjun looked weak, this evil spirit had a spiritual cultivation even if it was just a spiritual distraction, but the difference in innate rank made it overly cautious, and almost at the same time, it converged on the boundless blood that was spreading, ignoring the other ants in the Fantasy Realm, and just stared at Lingjun alone.

On the surface, the evil spirit seems to be silent, but in fact, he has begun to brew secretly, wanting to kill Lingjun with a special move.

Evil spirits are brewing, and so are spirits.

She didn't want to use the power of the Xuanming Sword to save the scene again and again, but she still couldn't escape this whirlpool.

In the silence and cold wind, I could only hear the rapid and broken screams of the ghost death, Jing Hong and Su Qinghuai's hearts rose little by little, almost unable to breathe, and Lin Yucheng's heartbeat, which seemed to be light and breezy on the surface, also increased a lot......

At a certain moment, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were so suppressed by this strange situation that they could not breathe, and the air was condensed!

"Zheng!"

A huge and vast aura that was incomparably powerful suddenly erupted, instantly pushing away all kinds of qi that filled the heavens and the earth, and a cold sound of gold and iron sounded in the void, and a ray of cold light slashed towards the huge eyes above the heavenly dome!

Long Yingyun's pupils shrank suddenly, and even his heartbeat missed a beat—he remembered, although this breath had changed slightly, it was already very similar to the breath of the magic sword!

What is the relationship between this wood spirit and the magic sword?

Is it because of Xuanqing's unknown relationship with the magic sword that he, as a sacrifice of the magic sword, will he be controlled by her?

Another sharp hissing sound that seemed to be able to tear the heavens and the earth exploded in the void, and the rolling blood mist rushed towards the aura formed by Lingjun, but it was never able to advance an inch.

Countless blood shadows gathered outside angrily, forming a sea of blood, enveloping the Xuanming Sword aura, and no one could see the fierce confrontation inside.

The evil spirit was happy after the horror, he had already discovered - this ancient evil spirit was not pretending to be weak, but really weak!

After joy, he was angry, and he was almost at a loss because of this little ant.

Under his anger, he was about to use his natural powers, but he didn't want Ling Jun to raise his head sharply at this time, and his eyes accurately passed through the sea of blood to meet the huge blood pupils.

The boundless blood color was reflected in her eyes, and in the blood light, there was a cold light flashing.

The evil spirit suddenly found that he couldn't use his innate supernatural powers, or even any other spells—he was trapped by this damn ancient evil spirit!

"Do it!"