"It's coming!"

As Zhong Ling shouted this sentence, Xu Chenglin instantly felt the changes around him.

A cold and eerie aura gradually drifted in from outside the main hall. With the arrival of this breath, a thin layer of frost condensed on the ground. When a cultivator reaches the condensation period, the cold and heat are basically inviolable, but at this time, Xu Chenglin feels extremely cold, and this cold comes not only from the external environment, but also from his heart. He didn't understand why he felt cold with his current cultivation, but he raised his vigilance for the first time.

"Zhong Ling! Be careful! This cold is extremely unusual, be careful!"

reminded Zhong Ling, and Xu Chenglin didn't dare to be distracted anymore. Because he found that this cold was actually devouring his spiritual power silently.

Xu Chenglin had to maintain the formation under his feet at this time and continue to support the core of the formation, so he couldn't distinguish too much spiritual power for his use. At this time, he found that the cold was actually devouring his spiritual power, which couldn't help but make him feel a little frightened.

"Take care of yourself! You don't need to use your spiritual power to resist, just leave the outside affairs to me!"

Glancing back at Xu Chenglin slightly, Zhong Ling's weak temperament disappeared. A sacrosanct momentum gradually overflowed from him.

"I don't have too strong combat ability, and I don't have too strong defense ability, but I can still do whatever I want to protect with all my might!"

After saying this, Zhong Ling no longer looked at Xu Chenglin. His eyes froze, and he raised his hand and quickly played a series of tricks.

Xu Chenglin saw countless spells flying out of Zhong Ling's hands at such a fast speed that it was so dazzling that Xu Chenglin couldn't tell what kind of tricks they were at all.

Suddenly felt the whole main hall shake, and Xu Chenglin almost fell to the ground. After he stabilized his figure, Xu Chenglin saw that the surrounding environment had changed again. It turned out that the main hall was dyed golden yellow by Zhong Ling's casting origin, and now there is a little more blood in the gold in the main hall. If you look closely, you can see that the blood is flowing. If you look closely, you can see that the flowing blood is a string of runes that are difficult to understand.

Sensing the changes in the surrounding environment, Xu Chenglin was taken aback at first. Immediately, the knowledge of refining weapons in his mind began to emerge one by one, and he also understood the situation in front of him. His expression changed suddenly, and he shouted anxiously.

"Zhong Ling, what are you doing! Things are not as bad as you think, is it worth the price of fighting for spiritual death!"

The birth and existence of the machine spirit is actually very wonderful. As the name suggests, the spirit of the instrument is the spiritual wisdom that is born from the long-term nourishment of the aura. According to the spirituality of the machine spirit and its own image, the machine spirit can be divided into animal spirit and human spirit. The intelligence of the beast spirit is relatively low, and the intelligence of the human spirit is much higher than the former. After all, in the real world, human intelligence is much higher than that of other beasts. The reason why machine spirits can exist and be able to detach from the body for a long time is nothing more than part of the origin of the body. It can be said that the origin of the machine spirit is its existence

The greatest reliance and heritage. The wisdom of the machine spirit is the duckweed attached to the source. Without the existence of the Origin, the spirituality of the machine spirit will disappear. Without spirituality, the machine spirit ceases to exist.

When the machine spirit fully releases the original source, it means that the machine spirit is doing its best. Spirituality is the life of the instrumental spirit, and the source is his body. Once these two are combined, the machine spirit will burst out with unimaginable power.

"Mind yourself! Don't think you really know me. Whether it will spell spirituality, whether it will really die, I know better than a few!"

waved his hand absently, Zhong Ling turned his back to Xu Chenglin and did not look back. His eyes were red at this time, and an abnormal flush on his face was slowly flowing. If anyone looks at it, those blush are also some inexplicable runes.

As soon as Zhong Ling's words fell, a cold white humanoid shadow slowly drifted into the main hall. With the arrival of this shadow, Xu Chenglin felt that the cold aura around him was even stronger. The spiritual power consumption in his body also suddenly doubled at this time.

"This is the transformation of the spirit of resentment, it seems that the spiritual power in your body is consumed very quickly at this time! So now you have to work hard to maintain the formation under your feet, and don't fall short because of the lack of spiritual power!"

reminded Xu Chenglin again, this time Zhong Ling really didn't pay attention to him anymore.

Xu Chenglin heard Zhong Ling's reminder, but he didn't say anything at this time. Because he has no time to care about it now, he can only encourage and support the formation and formation core under his feet. Although he really wanted to go and help Zhong Ling, Xu Chenglin couldn't do it now. He had to admit that he was invisibly restrained at this time.

"Be careful yourself!"

In desperation, Xu Chenglin gritted his teeth and spit out this sentence.

Zhong Ling didn't answer, just smiled silently. He hadn't experienced this situation for many years. Thinking back then, it seems to be the same as at this time. It's just that the situation at that time was a little different, he was the one who was in the protection, and it was someone else who was covering for him.

"The ancestors helped me seal the resentment, and the younger generations lived and died with me!

Zhong Ling read out four sentences softly, and at the same time, his body was also full of golden light. A trace of crimson blood flowed from those golden rays to the ground. Where the blood passed, pitch-black figures emerged from the ground.

Xu Chenglin saw it clearly, those pitch-black figures made from the ground were the people they had seen before who were defiled by the earth's fierce qi. No, they can't be called human beings now, they should be called Heroic Spirits.

As soon as these heroic spirits who were controlled by the earth's powerful qi appeared, they subconsciously surrounded Zhong Ling. Looking at the ferocious aura emanating from those pitch-black figures, Xu Chenglin didn't have to think about it to know that those figures wanted to attack Zhong Ling.

"Zhong Ling, what the hell do you want to do! Beware of those dark figures!"

Xu Chenglin didn't understand for a while why Zhong Ling wasted his origin to summon a large number of defiled heroic spirits. He couldn't figure it out, but he still reminded Zhong Ling loudly.

"Mind your own business!"

Zhong Ling is still that

In a word, he never said anything else to Xu Chenglin in addition to that.

Those dark figures were slowly approaching Zhong Ling, and he didn't seem to be panicked. Opposite him was the cold white shadow, but the shadow was stunned when it saw the dark figure. Then he excitedly pounced on the dark figures, as if he wanted to merge with them.

"I want to get it!

Saying this sentence mockingly, Zhong Ling's eyes suddenly widened. Blood-colored fluid flowed from the corners of his eyes. These blood-colored liquids floated into the air, instantly turning into countless flying runes. Each rune found a pitch-black figure like a spirit, and instantly burrowed into their eyebrows before they could react.

"Wake up!"

Two words burst out, and those pitch-black figures were suddenly stunned. A burst of red ripples rippled from Zhong Ling's body to the surroundings, and the pitch-black figures in the place where they passed shook one after another. The black on the pitch-black figure's body was like gravel, and it turned into debris and broke away. The defiled Heroic Spirits gradually began to reveal their true form.

Xu Chenglin saw those figures transform little by little, and gradually changed from pitch black to their original appearance. Some of the heroic spirits he knew, some he didn't. But whether it was the Heroic Spirit he knew or the Heroic Spirit he didn't know, the moment he recovered, he looked at the cold white shadow in front of the door. All things are born to restrain each other, and as the nemesis of the resentful spirit, the heroic spirits will of course pay attention to the resentful spirit first after recovering their senses.

"Excuse me, hold him back for now!"

Shouting these words, Zhong Ling's figure shook slightly. But he forcibly stabilized his body and did not fall to the ground as Xu Chenglin imagined.

When the Heroic Spirits who came to their senses heard this, they subconsciously looked at Zhong Ling.

"Senior Zhong Ling, this is the last time I will help you. After this time, everyone will be together again!"

"Know that you won't leave, but there will be at least hope for the useful body you stay. ”

"Do what you can, if you can't leave, if you can't suppress them in today's era, then there is no need to exist. ”

"Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven!"

"I told you to leave as soon as the mission was over, now I have to come to this point, if I had left earlier to ask for help, why would the situation be like this!"

Listening to the words of persuasion or complaining from the heroic spirits, Zhong Ling did not reply. He just smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to point to the cold white shadow of the resentful spirit's qi transformation not far from his face.

"Hold him down for me! When the formation core is fully activated and the sealing array is fully activated, I will let the resentful spirit qi never appear in the world!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

......

Listening to the decisive answers of the heroic spirits one by one, Zhong Ling's face showed a knowing smile.

Everything only happened for a few breaths, and the cold white shadow of the resentful spirit transformation had no other reaction at all. After all, the human form formed by the resentful spirit's qi was not a real person, and she couldn't even compare to the machine spirit. Therefore, he still lacks some wisdom in terms of intelligence. So when Zhong Ling commanded many heroic spirits

Wait, the cold white shadow of the resentful spirit's qi transformation did not react. By the time he could react, one by one the Heroic Spirits were already attacking him.

A silent roar in the sky, a cold white shadow that seemed to be trying to vent its anger. His arms burst for a while, and an extremely cold aura instantly spread from his body. Several heroic spirits who were close to the cold white shadow were suddenly swept away by this cold aura. In less than a breath, the spirits were frozen into ice.

This gloomy and cold aura spread rapidly to all sides, and the golden yellow of the entire main hall was stained with a layer of frost. Zhong Ling, who was relatively close to the aura of the resentful spirit, although there was no frost on his body, there was already a little dew on his eyebrows. Xu Chenglin is farther away, but his situation is not optimistic. At this time, his spiritual power consumption speed was much faster, a little frost appeared on his body, and his eyebrows turned into two pieces of frost white. This was only what was seen on the surface, but in fact, as the shadow roared, a sharp divine consciousness quickly spread out in all directions. If it weren't for Xu Chenglin's strong divine sense, I believe he would have passed out in the first moment. The attack of the Resentful Spirit Qi is simple and direct, but it is the most effective against the practitioner. The aura of resentful spirits repels all things, even the spiritual power in the cultivator's body. The attack of the divine consciousness hidden in the shadows made it very easy for those who didn't know him to fall into the way.

Glancing back at Xu Chenglin's image, Zhong Ling pulled out a smile with difficulty.

"You're so embarrassed! I haven't seen you so passive since I met you. ”

"Don't ...... Don't talk nonsense! Mind your own ...... Since you have chosen to guard by my side, then guard to the end...... Don't give me a disappearance!"

In the cold, Xu Chenglin said something intermittently. His eyes flickered a few times, shaking off the frost from them. Seeing that Zhong Ling's condition was not good, he tried to take a deep breath.

"Don't worry, it's not once or twice that you've fought the Wraith. I'm going to do my best, and it's up to you next!"

Saying this, many cracks appeared on Zhong Ling's body. Traces of bright red blood oozed out of the cracks. The blood rained down in the air, merging into the frozen spirits. Those frozen Heroic Spirits instantly broke through the ice, and one by one, their bodies seemed to be half burned and rushed towards the resentful spirits. Moths can't fight the fire, but if there are more moths, they can still extinguish the fire. At this time, the spirit of resentment is the cold candle flame, and the heroic spirit is a moth.

"Xu Chenglin, I'...... At most, I'll have to stay until night. The rest ...... The rest is up to you, and hopefully you can succeed. The remaining one...... The rest of you will be left to you!"

Listening to Zhong Ling's words, Xu Chenglin's mind shook. There were only six of them in their group, and there were only six people who arrived in Qixia Town together, where did the seventh person come from? Who was this seventh person? Is it friend or foe?

(End of chapter)