In the state of restlessness, under the formation of the rising sun for a hundred miles, Su Jing sat upright and closed his eyes.

Su Jing's body is small, and in the Tianwu Sword Prison, Su Jingfeng and Yan Wuyu are sitting side by side, and there is a golden wind mirror in front of the two, showing the battle situation outside the sky clearly.

The battle outside the sky was chaotic, there was a sensation of spells everywhere, and treasures were roaring everywhere, Su Jing and Yan Wuyu couldn't tell who was fighting and who was fighting, and the enemies of the Immortal Family on every road seemed to be everyone...... Everyone wants to find an opportunity to rush into Lingzhou from the chaos, but once someone finds the opportunity in his eyes, they will immediately be attacked by a group and die a miserable death.

At first, Yan Wuyu was quite happy, but after a little time, he gradually became bored, and said to Su Jing beside him: "It won't last long." ”

The doppelganger and Su Jing are the same thing, but it is another way of saving after the cultivation has reached a certain level, and the major cultivator has appeared, and he nodded when he heard the words - as time goes by, more and more immortals have rushed to the outside of Lingzhou, but there are fewer and fewer people who are willing to directly cast spells to participate in the vicious battle, and the vast majority of them are urging a driving spell to stop Yun Jia from watching the battle coldly.

It's not that latecomers aren't greedy, it's just that the timing has changed, and the times have changed:

The immortal family who arrived at the 'first time', seeing that the guards of the state were empty and there were few competitors around them, they felt that they had a chance, of course, they had to rush into Lingzhou with their heads sharpened, and they would not give an inch to each other;

The immortal families who came one after another in the back saw that there was a mess in front of them, and there were many famous and capable immortals, and the chance of successfully penetrating the battle group and entering Lingzhou was really slim, how could they rush over and fight directly in a stupid way.

More and more people stopped to watch the game, and the number of companies quickly increased from a few three or five to dozens. It didn't take long for more people to watch the fight than to fight, and the number of immortal families who waited for a while to watch the battle with cold eyes far exceeded the war groups around Anning Prefecture, and they really became 'onlookers'.

Several groups of vicious dogs bite each other, and the fight is bloody, and no one can stop it, but if a large herd of tanuki, goshawks, wild wolves, lions, jackals, and even monsters and mandrills gradually surround them, the vicious dogs themselves will feel more and more powerless.

What's the other fight, isn't this a monkey show, even if you win, the immortals and demons densely surrounded outside will not allow your wife to enter Lingzhou peacefully.

Being able to arrive a while earlier than other immortal families was originally a blessing and a chance. But how did it become a joke......

"Brother Lie. Who is this person?" Su Jing in the Sword Prison stretched out his hand and swiped at the Golden Wind Magic Mirror, and the projections of a group of battle watching immortals in the mirror were 'cut' by Su Jing and sent to the ground for Lie Xiaoer to see.

An old man among the mixed immortals was followed by three people. All of them are dark robes. I don't see anything new. At least Yan Wuyu can't see it.

Lie Xiaoer carefully identified it for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, and responded: "The white-eyed treasure king without leakage." One of the thirty-three kings, the three behind him are called the Death Pool, the Empty Pool, and the Double Screen, respectively, are the three little hideous kings, good guys, the big ones have arrived! If it weren't for Master Su's eyes like torches, the little ones wouldn't have noticed them. ”

Lie Xiaoer was leaning against a black stone, looking up at the sky, looking at the situation outside the sky with his divine eyes. His eyesight is good, but it is not as good as Su Jing's golden crow.

When Yan Wuyu heard the identity of the person who came, he was slightly puzzled at first, one of the big ruined kings and three little hideous kings of Wuxian Yuan were enough to suppress the audience and go straight to Lingzhou, why did he still mix in the crowd and remain silent. However, Shuoyue Tianzun back then was not in vain, and in a blink of an eye, Yan Wufu figured out the key place: if you don't show your face, you must be afraid, and there are still fierce immortals among the immortals outside the sky.

Sure enough, Su Jing kept waving his hand, and three or four groups of figures were 'cut' by him and sent to the ground for Lie Xiaoer to identify.

One is a long-established but not born lone old monster, not practicing Buddhism but wearing an Arhat robe, the old monster likes the name "Arhat", there is no reason to talk about it, he just thinks the word "Arhat" is good, and his name is Shenghong Arhat. Wearing a monk's robe and shaved head, with a compassionate smile and a kind smile, he is actually a really ruthless old devil, and then somehow provoked the Southwest Dynasty, and was killed by the seventh heavenly saint sweeping the lair, and the old monster escaped and disappeared from then on.

followed Lie Xiaoer and flipped through the jade slip he was carrying, and quickly smiled: "The old monster Sheng Hong was chased by the Southwest Dynasty and had nowhere to hide, and finally defected to the starry sky, and became the jaw of a big star monarch, and there is a big force behind him." No wonder he dared to show himself again. This matter is confidential, outsiders don't know, it costs money to inquire, I tell you in vain that I don't care, you can not tell the owner. ”

The other three families are also very promising, not as famous as the host West Buddha Wuxian Yuan, but they also belong to the great Great Immortal Altar, and the sect they are in can be compared to the Heavenly Demon Sect.

There are a lot of ruthless characters, although the Leakless Abyss White-Eyed Treasure King and the three little hideous kings are strong, they can't suppress them with their own strength, not to mention that there are countless other sect immortal families around, so I can't wait for backup for the time being.

They are all masters, Su Jing can find their traces, they also know each other's existence, but they all pretend not to know, no need to ask, the thoughts they save are the same as the white-eyed treasure king: wait and see what happens, waiting for backup.

"Why did you change people?" Yan Wufu looked sideways and looked at Su Jing beside him.

Su Jing is still Su Jing, but it has been replaced by another - the wind body has been withdrawn and replaced by a divine sense projection.

Su Jing replied a little inexplicably: "It's not lively, it's not fun." ”

The two clones of wind and fire and the seventeen Garudas had already dispersed from Su Jing's body at this moment, each carrying a treasure and entering the other 'fertilization formations' in the main array. This confused Yan Wuyu again: "Do you want to feed the spiritual root?" I said, can you be realistic." Is it really so foolish to be a spiritual root?"

What is the spiritual root planted by the predecessor Jin Buhei used to nourish it?

Where did the treasure of the corpse collector come from? The good things left for the corpse collector before the fall of one big golden crow after another.

Those treasures are all Qixiu real play, all of them are extremely precious and rare, and they are by no means comparable to ordinary magic weapons and spiritual weapons.

Su Jing can be regarded as wealthy, but the only truly amazing treasures in his hands are Hades robes, Great Sage Jue and a few other things, and the rest of the treasures are far less than the 'fertilizer' sent by the previous corpse collectors.

At this moment, Su Jing scattered the clones and wicked people, and each person took a treasure to feed the spiritual root, and those treasures were ordinary in color, which was really not very interesting.

Su Jing shook his head: "The important thing is not the nourishment of treasures, but the dismissal of everyone into the battle, you sit firm." ”

As he spoke, the Heavenly Black Sword Prison suddenly shook.

The Sword Prison is a part of Xiao Qiankun, and it shakes because Xiao Qiankun is shaking, and Xiao Qiankun is a part of Su Jing's body, and Xiao Qiankun is shaking because Su Jing is shaking.

Not only Su Jing was shaking, but all the clones and wicked people who entered the formation and held treasures to nourish the spiritual root were shaking: people sat upright, and the seat was like taking root, but at the same time as sitting firmly on the lower plate, the upper body was shaking again.

Instead of being forced to shake himself passively, Su Jing and a group of companions were actively shaking.

......

Outside the sky, the chaotic battle is still there, and there are many onlookers.

Suddenly, a white-haired crane driver flew out from the crowd of spectators, the old man looked kind, with a smile on his face, and shouted to the chaotic battle group in front of him: "Immortals, fellow Daoists, for the time being, put away the anger and listen to the old man's nagging?"

The old man came so eye-catching, without Su Jing's guidance, Shanglie Xiaoer in the state could see it clearly, and immediately transmitted the voice underground, and his tone was disdainful: "Twelve immortals, he is indispensable everywhere." ”

Su Jing did not forget to say in his struggle: "Twelve immortals?"

"It's this old man, his name is the Twelve Immortals," Lie Xiaoer pointed to the sky, and pointed to the old man who had just driven the crane out of the team and spoke: "This person's law name changes from time to time after chasing the sky, and changes his name once a month, what is the July Fire Fairy, the August Osmanthus Fairy, and the September Miracle Fairy...... There are always twelve names in a year, which are called the Twelve Immortals. ”

"This person's cultivation is not bad, probably comparable to the skills of the little hideous king of the abyss, but his real capital is to travel widely, have good popularity, and have a wide range of connections. ”

Speaking of this, Lie Xiaoer's voice became disdainful: "I can hide it from others, but I can't hide it from our eyes and ears, the old thief is kind on the surface, but in fact, he is vicious, I don't know how many nameless immortals, just think he is a good person, but he was plotted by him, and the blood marrow of the corpse alchemy is used in medicine, and he doesn't know how he died." This time he stood up and spoke, and it was a false kindness. ”

When Lie Xiaoer spoke, the twelve immortals outside the sky also laughed and raised their voices: "The spiritual treasure has no owner, and the virtuous get it...... This is true, but the old decay does not think so, the avenue is different, virtue is the color of the road, the road is different, the word "virtue" has no real standard, who dares to say that their virtue is more true and pure than the virtue of others. Therefore, Lao Yu thinks that it is more appropriate to 'have no owner of the spiritual treasure, and those who are destined to get it'. ”

"The word fate, there is no root, no reason and no certainty, there is no warning when it comes, but it is like a flash of lightning when it goes, if you can't grasp it in time, no matter how much you regret it, it's useless," the twelve immortals continued with a smile: "The immortal chief of the melee in front of him, the old man said something against the ear: the fate of the spirit treasure... I'm afraid you've missed it, if you continue to fight like this, you will lose your cultivation and consume the yuan, and your soul will be scattered, and the fate has been lost, and everyone is still fighting to the death and alive, so why bother. ”

The words of the 'Twelve Immortals' are chaotic and everyone in the battlefield understands, they failed to rush into Lingzhou to explore the treasure at the beginning, and the current battle is meaningless, they don't want to fight for a long time, but the chaos of the melee has become early, all kinds of magical powers, killing and robbery are intertwined, even if it is only for self-protection, it is impossible to stop casting spells, and it is impossible to withdraw in a short period of time.

The voice of the Twelve Immortals continued: "It's just that your Immortal Family is in the middle of the battle, and it is not easy to get out immediately, but the old man has a way, or he can solve this chaotic war situation, but you must really believe in me!"

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