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A few people chatted, and soon all the disciples who had been training for seven days arrived here.

The array patterns on the gate began to emit strong light, and then as the array master removed the array eye, the light suddenly dimmed, and finally disappeared completely in front of everyone.

Boom——

The door slowly opened, and the voices of the crowd suddenly faded away, with everyone staring at the scene outside the door.

The disciples who had been training for seven days were extremely nervous.

"Roar!!!"

The roar of the fallen spirits was heard, and as soon as the door opened a crack, several fallen spirits rushed towards them like crazy.

Most of the disciples standing in the front were very experienced seniors. They immediately picked up their knives and rushed forward. After a few swings of the knives, the heads of the fallen spirits rolled down.

There was a crowd of people. The disciple who originally stood next to Jiuxiao Zong just said goodbye hurriedly and disappeared into the crowd with his companions.

The people of Jiuxiao Sect also followed the crowd and walked outside, and only when they saw the true appearance of the Land of Fallen Souls did they take a deep breath.

I don’t know what happened in these seven days. Originally, there was a defensive formation set up in front of the Jingling Fortress, but now there is no trace of the formation. Even the sentry tower next to it was shaken by the attack of the Fallen Spirits.

The scattered crowds were all struggling to fight against the fallen spirits, and seeing the current situation, their faces were equally solemn, and now all anyone could do was to strangle them as much as they could.

Zhang Ji had a meteor hammer in his hand at some point. He took the lead in attacking and smashed it on the head of the nearest fallen spirit.

The fallen spirit whimpered, then turned into black smoke and flew away.

"What are you still standing there for? Get started."

He shouted to everyone in Jiuxiao Sect, and they suddenly woke up as if from a dream, and weapons immediately appeared in their hands.

The strength of the fallen spirits around them was mixed. They had no time to sense or judge. They could only rush forward and use the skills they had learned in so many days to attack and fight.

This was the first time Jiang Jingmo saw a real Fallen Spirit. At this moment, she was holding the Jiang Chu Sword in front of her, and the Fallen Spirit was very close to her.

The thick black smoke hit her face, but it didn't smell as bad as she had imagined. Instead, it was like a ball of colored fog. Apart from making her eyes blurry, she didn't feel anything.

The fallen spirit in front of her had almost the strength of the Earth Spirit Realm. After many days of training, Jiang Jingmo had already achieved results. The moment the cold froze it, she picked up her sword and cut off its head.

She turned to look at other people, and saw dots of fluorescent light lighting up in this barren land without sunlight, like fireflies in the dark night.

The blue light that belonged to them was being gradually enveloped by the red light. Even the fallen spirits they were dealing with were several levels lower than that senior.

Amid the roars of the fallen spirits, these seniors built a line of defense for them.

The smell of blood gradually filled the air. Jiang Jingmo pursed her lips, picked up her sword and joined the battle again. Just as she was struggling with the fallen spirit in front of her, she suddenly felt a chill behind her.

Jiang Jingmo had a premonition and quickly dodged to the side. The fallen spirit that attacked her from behind only left a scar on her back.

Jiang Jingmo gasped in pain and turned around to deal with it while walking towards Jiang Jiting as they approached. She could feel that the rank of this fallen spirit should be far above her.

"Little junior sister."

Nan Xun was the first to notice his abnormality. He stretched out his hand and summoned a spiritual vine and swung it over. The fallen spirit dodged easily and rushed towards Jiang Jingmo fiercely again.

whoosh-

It was the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air.

The sharp blade accurately penetrated into the head of the fallen spirit, and at this moment Jiang Jingmo's sword also pierced his neck. She and Ji Chuhe looked at each other from a distance.

The other party nodded slightly at her, without stopping the movement of his hands, and without hesitation inserted the knife into the head of the fallen spirit next to him.

The movements were skillful and without any hesitation.

This reminded Jiang Jingmo of the red soul-breaking sword that she and Jiang Jating wore on their waists.

She knew that the two had been to the Land of Fallen Spirits before, but now they were only at the ninth level of the Earth Rank. So what spiritual realm were they in when they came here?

Could it be that he had come here before to strangle the fallen spirits?

Jiang Jingmo didn't dwell on this for long, because the fallen spirits kept coming in waves and she really had no time to think.

There were more and more fallen spirits, and her hand holding the sword gradually became sore and swollen. In front of her was the thick black smoke of the fallen spirits, which largely blocked her vision.

Jiang Jingmo was finding it increasingly difficult.

At this moment, a clear flute sound rang out, and in an instant, Jiang Jingmo's mind became a little clearer.

She raised her eyes and saw the calamity clouds gathering in the sky, with flashes of lightning above them, as if brewing the wrath of thunder.

"Momo, step back."

Jiang Jiting's voice rang in his ear, and Jiang Jingmo subconsciously stepped back. The next second, a man in white stood in front of him.

He looked calm, holding the jade flute in his hand and easily dealing with the fallen spirits that pounced towards him.

Then, taking advantage of the gap when the fallen spirit was being repelled by him, he put the jade flute to his lips, and another flute tune slowly sounded, accompanied by several heavenly thunders.

The lightning that fell instantly illuminated everything around, and several fallen spirits screamed and turned into ashes.

Everyone seemed to sense something and turned to look in the direction of the flute sound. They saw a man standing in front of the girl in red. His white clothes were as white as snow, and he looked like an immortal who was banished to the mortal world.

"Damn it, is killing the fallen spirits causing hallucinations?"

A tall and strong disciple smashed the head of the fallen spirit in front of him with an axe, and looked in the direction of Jiang Jiting in a daze.

"What a bullshit hallucination! I didn't see the thunderbolts! They were all caused by the guy who played the flute just now."

His companion next to him also kicked a fallen spirit to the ground and smashed it on the head with the pickaxe in his hand without hesitation.

"What the hell, thunder?"

The tall and strong disciple widened his eyes in disbelief.

"How could it be fake? The lightning I used to overcome the tribulation was exactly the same as this one."

The companion dragged over another fallen spirit and began to repeat the previous steps.

"Oh my god, which sect is that kid from?"

"Who knows? Don't just stand there. Hurry up and kill the fallen spirits. I want to go back to bed early."

"Oh, I see. I see."

The tall and strong disciple responded impatiently and swung the axe in his hand forward again.

"Wa Qu, Senior Brother, your thunder is so handsome."

Nan Xun came to the two of them at some point and couldn't help but praise them, but he didn't expect that the brother and sister in front of him had serious expressions on their faces.

"What's going on here?"

Nan Xun quickly dealt with another fallen spirit, followed the direction of the two people's gaze, and then also stood there in a daze.

Because all the fallen spirits around seemed to have consciousness, and they all continued to gather towards Jiang Jingmo.