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There was dead silence in the Fushan Lanhai Tower, no one expected that what Mu Cangliu got in exchange for his death was only to destroy a puppet, and he didn't even touch Zhuang Shijun's roots.

"Tianli Youxiang, it's really hard to deal with." Mu Wushan sighed, with tears in his eyes.

Now that the ancestor who founded the mountain died, Cangqi Villa really lost a big obstacle.

Mu Wushan was also injured in this battle, and Mu Shounan's qualifications are still inexperienced, so only Mu Shou can also take charge.

The battle at Cangqi Mountain Villa suffered heavy casualties, and Zhuang Shijun could do this with his own strength, which is really terrifying.

Mu Shouyi forced himself to bear his grief and said to Ling Xi: "Young master, I am Cang Qi, no better than Ling Cheng. Originally, the aristocratic family was difficult to check and balance. Now the situation, there is no extra manpower to support."

Ling Xi had long expected that Cangqi Villa would say something like this, so he said directly: "I'm here next time, and I've brought a lot of vitality transposition talismans, which can be compared with Cangqi Villa, but time is tight and I may not be able to teach them. But God Lingcheng I also hope to take something from Cangqi Villa."

Mu Shouyi said, "You might as well just say it straight."

Ling Xi said bluntly: "Cangqi Sword Formation."

Mu Shou was also stunned, this is a method that only the direct descendants of Cangqi Villa can learn, and handing it over to Shenling City is no less than sending a lifeline.

Seeing his hesitation, Ling Xi sneered in his heart, pulled Mu Qi over, and pretended to leave.

Now that Cangqi has suffered a heavy loss, and the family in the territory has not returned, the situation can be described as walking on thin ice, and the power of the gods is so great, how can he be fearless and clinging.

"Wait a minute!" It was Cangqi Villa owner Mu Wushan who spoke loudly, "Cangqi would like to make friends with Shenling, but Cangqi Sword Formation can only teach Mu Qi one person."

Ling Xi glanced at him sideways, knowing what Mu Wushan had in mind.

Mu Wushan had nothing but considerations in his mind, Mu Qi was a dead monk, even if he stood on the side of Shenling City at this moment, there was no guarantee that Shenling would not let go of the grind and kill the donkey afterwards.

Mu Wushan was just betting that if he could recall Mu Xi back to Cangqi Villa in the future, the sword array would still not be leaked.

Ling Xi didn't bother to pay attention to his petty jokes, agreed on the spot, and immediately left Fushan Lanhai Building, leaving Mu Qi inside to listen to the lecture.

Cangqi Mountain Villa is facing the sea, and there are pavilions where gulls and birds inhabit. Ling Xi alone sits at the end of the Jiuzhuan corridor, waiting for Mu Qi to come out.

Ling Chu's message talisman was an order to let Ling Xi lead the troops into the water.

Ling Xi read the uncle's message carefully, and after a little thought, he simply replied to Ling Chu, and has already started planning the follow-up regulations.

Ling Xi waited for three days at the end of the nine-turn corridor, ignoring the other Cangqi disciples who came to express their goodwill, until Mu Qi came out of the Fushan Lanhai Tower, Ling Xi turned his head and went to the main entrance of the Fushan Lanhai Tower to meet him .

From a distance, one could see Mu Qi's red eyes, as if he had cried, his white hair was loose, and the old sword on his back was replaced.

Mu Qi came up to him, and immediately showed Ling Xi the new sword. The sword was glowing with a cold white light, and Ling Xi could see that it was the top artifact that Dujian Pavilion had forged in recent years - White Blade.

It seems that Cangqi Villa has put in a lot of effort in order to keep Mu Qi.

Ling Xi nodded and said, "The white blade is a good sword, so keep it away."

After Mu Qi put away his sword, he handed over another book, which was the sub-volume of "Canghai Fengwuzhi", which contained detailed records of crystal stones, including the chapter on crystal stones making people.

"Uncle Qinghan asked me to give this to you."

Ling Xi narrowed his eyes, not in a good mood.

When Ling Xi was fighting Zhuang Shijun, the other party once told his own background, exposing the matter of Mu Cangliu taking the Canghai spar, to ridicule Cangqi Villa for trying out skills.

Seeing that Ling Xi knew about this, Cangqi Villa simply stopped covering it up and sent out a detailed sub-volume to please Shen Lingcheng.

'They must have told Mu Qi about my background. Ling Xi thought to himself, scolding Cang Qi for being troublesome, and he planned to tell Mu Qi about it himself.

Although it was not straightforward, but the matter was over, Ling Xi no longer struggled.It's just that Ling Xi didn't like Cang Qi, he only talked to the disciples who guarded the mountain, and immediately took Mu Qi away without even saying goodbye to Mu Wushan.

Although Mu Qi felt disrespectful, he followed Ling Xi's arrangement and went to Yizhou City.

When I first arrived in Yizhou City, I saw that the situation in the city was quite different from the last time I came.

The sky is filled with mist, which is thin and lifeless.

Ling Xi knew that the death energy came from Lishui thousands of miles away, and it seemed that Tianli City had already moved.

At this moment, most of the residents in Yizhou City have dispersed, and only disciples of the Ling family are patrolling the road.

The Rugui Inn was transformed into a temporary resident, and there were doctors coming and going, and it seemed that casualties had already begun.

Ling Xi quickly met with Zhu Xiang and exchanged information.

It turned out that as soon as Zhu Xiang received Ling Chu's secret order, he began to deploy operations to build a camp to accommodate the monks' team, but when he was still preparing for work, he felt a powerful death attack from the direction of Lishui.

Although the death energy had been greatly weakened when it reached Yizhou City, the common people were still affected.

So Zhu wanted to take immediate measures to transfer the civilians, let the monks set up a relocation formation outside the city, and sent spies to obtain information from the front.

When Ling Xi arrived, Zhu Xiang had just finished counting the number of supplies and handed over the palm prints of Ling Wang and his family's deployment. Zhu Xiang was relieved.

Ling Xi patted Zhu Xiang's shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I will go to Lishui with Mu Qi, and you will stay in Yizhou City with the logistics monks."

Zhu Xiang readily agreed, and Ling Xi broke camp and set off.

Before leaving, Zhu Xiang took out a golden long sword and Ling Xi.

Ling Xi's eyes lit up, and he knew that this was the sword that his father Ling Zhan had obtained several years ago. Ling Zhan kept the sword but never allowed the sword to recognize its owner.

Zhu Xiang handed over the sword and said, "My lord, the deputy city lord said that this sword belongs to you."

Ling Xi rarely showed a smile, wiped the blood with his sword, and immediately recognized the master.

The long sword shines brightly, and the city of Yizhou is full of splendor, with the word "Qianying" on it.

Thousand Shadows is a sword move created by Ling Xi. It is not used for life and death. Few people in the world of immortals know it. Now Ling Xi uses this move as the name of the sword, which is also appropriate.

Both Ling Xi and Mu Qi have won magic weapons, accompanied by thousands of shadows and white knives, they can't help but feel happy.

But this joy did not last long. A spies who were seriously injured came back. He was one of Wuyou's subordinates. Half of his legs had been corroded by death energy. Black, really tragic.

There is only one thing painted on it—a golden vessel with the pattern of Taotie, with the mouth of the Taotie facing the groove at the bottom of the vessel, and amethyst stones are embedded in the groove.

As soon as Mu Qi saw it, he immediately recalled that it was exactly this thing that he saw in the Ghost Gate Formation in Luanshiping, Wujia Village a few months ago.

Ling Xi noticed Mu Qi's strange expression, and quickly asked why.

Mu Qi frowned and said: "When I traveled downstream to the Wang family's territory, I was once trapped in a ghost formation. Thanks to the help of an expert, I was able to survive. The thing that suppresses the formation is exactly this, and it can gather dead energy from a hundred miles away."

Ling Xi heard Ling Chu talk about this matter, and knew that the person who helped Mu Qi break the formation was his uncle Ling Chu, and he felt grateful, and said with judo: "You have a kind heart, so naturally someone will help you."

Mu Qi felt quite embarrassed after being praised.

Zhu Xiang asked curiously: "Can you talk about this thing in detail? I haven't seen it before."

Ling Xi said: "This is a magic technique created by the world. Qianshanxue modified the formation and blessed it to condense dead energy and transport it to where it is needed. Since Wuyou spy desperately sent his image to it, it must be unusual."

Zhu Xiang suddenly thought of it and said: "Sister said that she has researched a new illusion technique, and she can see special images after injecting vitality. You can try it, young master. This spy has a lot of cultivation, maybe sister taught him."

Ling Xi immediately cast the spell, and saw that the indoor scene was changing around the information paper, and it was frozen into a shocking scene.

This is a gigantic cavity with the sound of water flowing, and there are gluttonous amethysts floating in the cavity.There was a strong dead air.

And on the hollow wall, there are also countless passages, which meander to nowhere.

This is an underground fortress.

The three were silent, and things were far more difficult than imagined.

Ling Xi didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately packed up and set off.

At the moment when a large number of immortal cultivators left the city, the emperors set off with their swords, like countless stars crossing the sky, it was spectacular.

The dead air became more and more serious, and every time Ling Xi traveled a certain distance, he would leave some disciples with insufficient cultivation to stay there. Firstly, it was convenient for communication and material transfer, and secondly, it could reduce unnecessary sacrifices.

A day later, Ling Xi's team advanced hundreds of miles, and there were thousands of monks left.

There were no spies in front of him reporting back, the dead air had materialized, and the accident seemed to happen within a few days.Ling Xi immediately ordered the camp to be repaired, and summoned all the powerful people to formulate an attack plan.

Ling Xi invited Mu Qi to participate in the discussion, but Mu Qi refused.

Ling Xi didn't say much, after the show ended, he came to the Muqi camp alone,

Ling Xi is the main general and has a separate tent, while Mu Qi shares the same tent with another direct descendant of the Ling family.

When Ling Xi came, Mu Qi was taking the magic weapon from Linglong's pouch to make sure it was sorted out, and the tent was a little messy.Ling Xi saw that Mu Qi had wrapped the turban tightly and covered his whole body with sword energy to cover up his dead energy.

This is a waste of cultivation, and it is a burden to Mu Qi.

When Mu Qi saw Ling Xi coming, he greeted him with a smile, full of joy.

Ling Xi watched, but felt a little bitter.

Ling Xi himself has never been related to the Ling family because of his birth. He believes that everything in the world has a definite number. If his uncle and father treat him well, that is what is worth cherishing at the moment, and should not be affected by unwarranted things.Therefore, he couldn't agree with Mu Qiyin's status as a deadly monk, so he felt inferior and had to avoid it.

The way of life and breath also comes from evil people, and the way of death is not necessarily bad.

Ling Xi rubbed Mu Qi's head, and said in a soft voice: "In my team, you don't need to wrap your hair up. Your white hair is beautiful and can be seen by everyone."

Perhaps it was because Ling Xi's voice was so pleasant, Mu Xi couldn't hold back his tears and rolled down his eyes.

Ling Xi wiped off Mu Qi's tears, took off his scarf, straightened his hair, patted his shoulder and said, "Cheer up, there is still a fierce battle to be fought."

"En!" Mu Qi wiped his face with his sleeve, smiled and nodded.

Afterwards, the monks watched in amazement a white-haired dead monk walked out of the tent, and saw Commander Ling Xi's majestic composure, and did not dare to move for a while.

Hearing Ling Xiqi lifting his dantian, the whole battalion trembled, and he said loudly: "Young Master Mu is helping Cangqi, all you gentlemen see me as you see me, so don't neglect!"

Those who can be here are all Shen Ling and Rin Xu, and they have all worshiped the God of War Ling Xi, so they have no doubts, and they all responded in unison: "Yes!"

Thousands of monks are all outstanding, shouting in unison, the momentum is like a rainbow, it is a magnificent scene.

Mu Qi was moved by this, he looked up at Ling Xi's proud back, his eyes were full of admiration.

Ling Xi was afraid that those who lived with Mu Qi would be afraid of Mu Qi's practice of dead energy, so he simply asked people to move into his main tent.

The attack plan was initially determined, and Ling Xi cast a spell to send a message to Ling Chu, but the spell could not be used.

Ling Xi tried a few more times to no avail, guessing that the other party was in danger and it was inconvenient to report back, so he asked Wuyou Deployment to report on his behalf.

It took Wuyou three days to report to the territory of Tianmen, and Yutian left the outer city, disguised as a patient seeking medical treatment and entered the city.

Tianli City is similar to Shenling, and it is also divided into inside and outside.

The inner city is built on top of the snow-capped mountains, from Tianmen to the peak, and the outer city is very large, going down the foot of the mountain to the flat place at the foot of the mountain.

Cultivator Wuyou took the news and entered a common pharmacy in the outer city of Tianli.

The pharmacy is small, with foreign merchants living here, selling common medicinal materials. The owner is a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, who knows some simple medical skills.

Brother Wuyou left his silver taels, bought some plantain grass, and left.

The shopkeeper collected the money, counted it, and entered the inner room.

There was only one person on the couch in the inner room, and the golden formation was circulating under him, but it was Zhao Rong'an.

The shopkeeper removed the illusion, revealing Ling Chu's real body.

Zhao Rong'an retreated, looked at Ling Chu and said, "The medical practitioners from all over the outer city have already acted, and the situation in the inner city is difficult to detect. It seems that there is a reaction from the Cheng family's casting technique."

"News from Ling Xi." Ling Chu took the money he had just collected, performed the magic trick, and turned it into a note.

Zhao Rongan was very concerned and asked about the content.

Ling Chu read it carefully and shared it with Zhao Rongan. He was quite worried when he learned that Lishui's situation was unknown.

Ling Chu and Zhao Rongan originally planned to clear out the dead monks along the way and approach the Tianmen Mountains on the day they received the news.

But now it seems that the situation is more complicated than imagined, so they decided to wait for the news of Ling Xi's success before attacking the city.

Ling Xi thought for a while, and then decided on a plan. He decided to release the false news that the world had been seriously ill, so as to disturb the audience in Tianmen.

Ling Chu's calculations are based on the situation of Tianli City. He is constantly practicing life and death at the same time, and he does not leave Tianli City all year round. It is easy to think that he is ill.

However, Tianmen doctors are all over the world, and the power of Shenling enters the mountain, so it also needs a clever name.

Zhao Rongan's excellent medical skills are just the opportunity.When the time comes, you can block the mouths of everyone in the world of cultivating immortals.

Ling Chu has many plans here, and at the moment Tianli Inner City, Shi Buxuan is also making preparations, he ordered his disciples to open the formations of Tianli, and he himself took the Luoyuan Sword to the Floating Life Zhuanmeng Altar.

Since the last time Qian Shanxue returned to the city with the news that Ling Xi was still alive, Shi Zhuang added a golden circle on the white jade pendant that he carried with him, that technique echoed the poison in Ling Xi's body.

When Shi Bong saw the baby for the first time, Ling Xi didn't realize that he would grow into such a powerful person in the future. He just thought that since he couldn't kill him quietly, he should treat the baby as a pawn and put it in the In Shenling City, maybe it will be needed in the future.

Unexpectedly, Shenling actually cultivated him to be more and more powerful, so that his vitality suppressed the onset of the poison, and even strangled the poison almost to death in the long years.

During the ten years of Yu Lingchu's long-term battle, Shi Bubu was always annoyed by his wrong judgment at that time, and he didn't kill them all at the first time, so that Ling Xi truly became the God of War of Shenling.

But after three years of living as a living puppet, he finally got rid of the poison, and Shi Heng was finally able to control this pawn.

Shi Bong has already put on this adornment for Qian Shanxue, so that Qian Shanxue can control the female poison in Ling Xi's brain.

That day he gently hugged Qian Shanxue, and said: "Axue, now that Ling Xi is in your palm, don't be afraid."

Qian Shanxue looked at Shi Buxuan, and the corner of his mouth was slightly warm. No matter how powerful he was, Shi Buxuan would be afraid that he would be hurt in the end.It is this cherishment that makes Qian Shanxue go through fire and water, and does not hesitate.

He also hopes that in the near future, Shibuxun can get what he wants.

At this moment, thousands of miles away by the Lishui River, Qian Shanxue rubbed the white jade tablet in his hand after receiving the news that Ling Xi led the monks to attack.

Beside him, there are marching puppets all over, and the puppets are manipulating countless dead energy formations in their hands.Under his feet is the Qi Gathering Fortress planned and built by Feng Pingyuan, where nearly the entire world of cultivating dead monks is dormant.

Qian Shanxue injected a trace of life into the jade plate, the golden ring was faintly glowing, and the poison technique was cold and cold. Ling Xi, who was gradually approaching Lishui, still didn't know what kind of predicament he would fall into.

A dead monk approached, sending information to Qian Shanxue.

"Master Xue, there are many immortal cultivators here, and it is less than a hundred miles away from here."

Qian Shanxue casts poison, and thousands of purple butterflies plunder the immortal flowers by the Lishui River.It is a creature that is not afraid of death, and lives by poison.

Zidie Feitian took the poison technique all the way out, a long knife appeared in Qian Shanxue's hand, the blade was very thin, the blood groove on the blade surface was extremely long, and the groove was full of poison, it was his weapon. Snow'.

Qian Shanxue held the knife in his backhand, bent his knees to accumulate strength, and jumped up. The power of a cheetah burst out, and he jumped hundreds of feet high. He cast a spell and stayed in the air. Approaching, Ling Xi's team is approaching menacingly.

Ling Xi led the disciples of the leading Wang family to go first, and everyone formed a formation along the way, and the formation fell to the two gorges of Lishui River.

It was the formation modified by Mu Xi. Ling Xi explained the key points of the formation with Mu Xi all the way. Mu Qi improved according to the dead air puppet formation and Cangqi sword formation. With Ling Xi's assistance, he created a new formation to deal with Qian The puppets of Shanxue.

Qian Shanxue's face darkened, causing the puppets to retreat after starting the defensive formation, and dispatched the underground dead monks to wait for an opportunity to mess around with the vanguard along the Lishui River.

Ling Xi and the generals in the distance meet hand in hand, knowing that the critical moment has come.

When the Wuyou spy hid in Qianshanxue's underground fortress, he also set up condensation water arrays in many places.

At this moment, Ling Xi mobilized the formation, the groundwater poured back, the fortress collapsed in a large area, all the dead monks escaped, and many gluttonous amethysts were buried.

Qian Shanxue was shocked, calmed down immediately, and started poisoning again. The purple monster butterfly turned into a light array, causing giant forest trees on both sides of the mountain gorge to grow wildly, and thousands of poisonous strains burst out. Severely injured, what's more, he was corroded by poison and died on the spot.

The disciples of the Ling family led them forward, using spells to fight against the poison.

At this juncture, the death-qi cultivator who got out carried gluttonous amethyst to form an array, releasing the monstrous death-qi, suppressing the attacking cultivators.

Ling Xi, on the other hand, used his own body as the core to activate the Great Breath Formation, and the Wang Family's great abilities entered the Formation to assist, suppressing the overwhelming death energy, and supporting a living environment.

The remaining two disciples of King Ling came with soldiers and fought with the dead monk.

Mu Qi stabbed Qian Shanxue's face with a white blade like lightning, Qian Shanxue blocked it with the chaotic snow knife, and said with a sneer, "I refuse to invite you, but I hang out with immortal cultivators. It's useless to practice death!"

Mu Qi didn't hear Qian Shanxue's provocative words, and Cang Qi performed three moves in a row.

Qian Shanxue was amazed at Mu Qi's progress over the past few days, but she didn't show it and fought with him.

The two battled for several rounds, but Qian Shanxue did not gain the upper hand, the momentum of the life formation above the Lishui became more and more fierce, and the dead monks were also declining. Offensive, take out the white jade pendant, launch a poison technique, and take Ling Xi directly.

It was the poison that entered Ling Xi's consciousness more than 20 years ago when he was a baby. It was almost eliminated in the long years, but it persisted tenaciously in the end.

Now that the poison has finally exploded, it has only one function. It constantly impacts Ling Xi's sense of life, trying to turn Ling Xi into a puppet of death energy. It made Ling Xi unable to concentrate.

At that time Ling Xi was concentrating on manipulating the overall situation, when there was a sharp pain in his head, like ten thousand insects gnawing on him, he was immediately stagnated, unable to perform any spells.

The core was injured, the breathing formation was crumbling, and the powerful members of the auxiliary formation had already fallen. Seeing Qian Shanxue gain the upper hand, Luanxue knife attacked Ling Xi. Ling Xi could only resist with all his strength in pain. He suffered from knife wounds all over his body, and the skin and flesh of the wounds were even black, stained with the poison of chaotic snow.

Ling Xi must survive, Mu Qi shouted in his heart, clenched his teeth, and cut down the puppet in front of him with the long sword, sacrificing the blood from his palm, forming a deadly formation.

The formation formed by Mu Qi is based on the improvement of the Cangqi Sword Formation, and is connected with Ling Xi's large formation to support the missing parts. The vitality of the formation is gradually replaced by Mu Qi's death energy, and the great immortal cultivators cannot touch death. Out of anger, he had no choice but to withdraw from the operation of the formation. Until recently, Mu Qi could only maintain the operation of the formation on the whole line.

Mu Qi is not good at formations, and a lot of dead energy and essence are being wasted, but at this moment, this is the only way to restrain Qian Shanxue's gluttonous formation, and he has already ignored it.

Seeing that the formation was supported again, the immortal cultivator rushed to Ling Xi's place, rescued him, and took his place against Qian Shanxue's poison attack.

A disciple of the Ling family who knew medical skills pulled Ling Xi out of the battle and guided his vitality to resist the intracranial Gu poison.Ling Xi's breathing finally became less rapid, but it will take time to slow down.

Mu Xi stood alone in the formation, his dead energy was crazily consumed, and his soul was constantly being plundered. Gradually, Mu Xi couldn't smell the strange fragrances around him, couldn't feel the gust of wind around his ears, and after a while, his vision began to blur.

Ling Xi raised his eyes and saw Mu Qi in the formation, his heart ached, he burned himself, sacrificed Qian Ying, and fought against Qian Shanxue again.

Qian Shanxue repeats the old plan, and wants to control it with Bai Yupei.

Ling Xi's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he used the sword technique Qianying.

Thousands of sword shadows, scattered Kyushu, enslaved by the gods, nothing can resist.

The surging water is touched by the sword energy, and huge waves are rolled up. The mountains and forests on both sides of the river, the birds chirping sadly, no monks feel fearless, and they are not afraid of receiving it.

Before Qian Shanxue's poison technique came out, Bai Yupei was chopped off by Qianying, and Qian Shanxue resolutely abandoned her sword and raised her sword to fight Ling Xi.

In the battle, Mu Qi became weaker and weaker, once he was completely exhausted, he would die, and Ling Xiqianying was even more fierce, he just wanted a quick battle.

Qian Shanxue saw the other party's intentions and focused on dodging and delaying time. Ling Xi's sword became more and more fierce, and it was likely that they would all die together.

Qian Shanxue's knife blocked horizontally, saw the right moment, and attacked it with poison. Ling Xi sneered, and grabbed Qian Shanxue's long knife straight. The blade cut Ling Xi's palm, and blood flowed out. Thousands of snowy hands holding a knife.

In a blink of an eye, Qian Shanxue realized that she was about to abandon her knife when Ling Xi activated the formation, and a bloody binding formation imprisoned Qian Shanxue inside.

As soon as Qian Shanxue was suppressed, Ling Xi immediately went back to defense, cut off Mu Qi's connection with the big formation, and took charge of the formation again.

Mu Qi fell down and was caught by the doctor. The healer wanted to help him, but found that Mu Qi had stopped breathing. It turned out that Mu Qi had already died of exhaustion in the battle. Dead Qi, still operating in the supply formation.

The doctors did not dare to interfere with Ling Xi who was still fighting, and did not send the news to Ling Xi who was far away until he was victorious across the board.

His hero weeps as he walks off the battlefield and walks towards his body.

This may be Mu Qi's greatest happiness.

Ling Xi's hands trembled and he didn't dare to touch them.

Mu Qi was still holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, but his body was stiff, his white hair was a dry gray color, and he had no vitality anymore.

Ling Xi chopped off his left arm, and the left arm became a complete piece of blue crystal, without any impurities, so beautiful that it could reflect thousands of rays of light.

There was neither joy nor sadness in Ling Xi's eyes, Mu Xi's lingering death energy was collected into his left arm, carefully stored away, and placed beside Mu Xi.

"I'll cut off Qian Shanxue's head and send it to the world."

Ling Xi touched Mu Qi's white hair, as if he was still alive.

He took Mu Qi's white blade, entered the binding formation, and beheaded Qian Shanxue.

Later, they arranged for disciples of the Ling family to send Mu Xi's body to Zhu Xiang's place in Yizhou.

Ling Xi carried the head alone, and left the city with his sword towards the sky.

98. Inexhaustible

There was a trace of Youlan Gu entwined around Shi Jiujiu's fingertips, the mother insect was at Qian Shanxue's place, and the blue child Gu died, so Shi Jiujiu knew that Qian Shanxue was dead.

Shi Zong once promised that when things come to fruition, Qian Shanxue will be made the commander under one person.The suffering he has suffered will never be repeated, and Qian Shanxue will always be admired by thousands of people.

Even after death in the future, they will be buried beside Shi Jiuge, and they will be enshrined together for thousands of years.

The world has been crying for the first time, Qian Shanxue can only live forever in his heart, and can never come back.

While Ling Chu was in the outer city of Tianli, he also received messages from three parties.

Wang Zaixing replied there, the puppets in Guanghan city have been searched, and the mountain guard has been opened, so there is no danger for the time being.

Ling Zhan also reported that with Shenling City as the core, all hidden dangers in a radius of hundreds of miles will be eliminated.

The latest is Lishui's message, only a few short words: Victory, Qianshanxue perishes.

Ling Chu didn't procrastinate any longer, and released the news that he was seriously ill, and under the banner of visiting his friends, he announced his departure from the city.

There was no reply from Shixuan, of course Ling Chu ignored it.

In the world of cultivating immortals, living and cultivating is always the absolute mainstream, and the world must have received the news, knowing that the general trend is over, how dare to respond clearly.

When Ling Chu and Zhao Rongan stepped into the inner city of Tianli, it was noon on a sunny day, and the bright sun reflected on the snow-capped mountains that stretched for thousands of miles, which was beautiful.

Ling Chu holds the god Lingyue, and Zhao Rongan bears Jiuyan. The two seem to enter the city easily, but they have accelerated the speed of life and circulation, ready to fight at any time.

The inner city of Tianli was built entirely on the snow-capped mountains. It is one of the few cities with a long and narrow shape.

The main road in the city is not very wide, and you even have to jump up to the cliff to move forward. There are also cliffs in the city, which are linked by iron chains.

The buildings in the inner city are mainly stone houses, and there are many palaces dug through underground rocks.

If you don't say that this is a city, it's more like a dangerous dark castle where you live in seclusion.

At this moment, in Tianli City, not a single disciple appeared, and the world was vast, as quiet as a place outside the world.

Looking from afar, Zhao Rong'an saw that there was a miraculously built courtyard at the top of the mountain range, which was the Guzhaoxuan where the world lived.And under Guzhaoxuan, it is the world of Floating Life and Turning Dreams.

"Ling Chu, I once heard that in Tianli City, there is a hidden place called the Altar of the Ten Thousand Gods."

Ling Chu glanced sideways at Zhao Rong'an, and said: "Mengxi's information has this place, but she has spent many Wuyou disciples, but she can't find out its exact location."

Zhao Rongan sighed and said: "I always feel that the world is always there right now."

As soon as Zhao Rong'an finished speaking, the sky suddenly darkened, and the hanging sun turned into a cold moon.Everything you can see is pitch black, only the snow, under the reflection of the light, becomes paler and more desolate.

The cold breath of ice and snow reminded Zhao Rongyong of the ice field in the extreme north.

Under the cold moon, there is flying ash like heavy snow, covering the sky and covering the city from Tianli.

That is the substantive lifelessness, and the world has already moved.

"Then, the death energy is coming from the direction of Gu Zhaoxuan." Ling Chu frowned.

Zhao Rong'an gathered his breath first and rushed forward, followed by Ling Chu.

Ling Chu and Zhao Rongan flew close to the snow surface, they saw light gray slender Gu worms wriggling in the snow, the higher they went, the closer they were to Gu Zhaoxuan, the more Gu worms there were, and their tentacles stretched upwards , to touch the fly ash falling from the sky.

"This is Yan Gu." Zhao Rongan said, "They are close to death, and they are highly poisonous. There must be no living things around here."

Ling Chu said: "There is a breath of flames, just ahead."

On Zhao Rongan's Bailuan robe, the golden formation burst out a strong light, and he stood on the top of the mountain, seeing the burning life under the Guzhaoxuan turning into a dream world.

I haven’t seen it in 20 years. The Fushengzhuanmeng Altar has changed a lot. Its lower part is no longer a terraced field for planting herbs, and there is no hot spring to guide irrigation. supply.

'This is like another Dujian Pavilion! 'Zhao Rongan sighed secretly.

At this moment, the earth and mountains trembled, and this re-enacted version of the Dujian Pavilion was opened, revealing thousands of rows of dark green poisonous eyes.

And on the inner wall of Zhuanmeng Altar, countless corpses were embedded in it. All of those corpses raised their arms high, and their faces were peaceful, which looked extremely strange.

"We have to find Shixuan and kill him as soon as possible." Ling Xi said, the god Lingyue in his hand condensed purple light, showing a defensive posture.

As soon as the words fell, □□ came out together, as if they had eyes, only chasing Ling and Zhao.

Zhao Rong'an used spells to resist, but saw that even though the poison was blocked, the poison was still dissolved in the air, and the surrounding fire was burning, which looked very strange.

The silver silk Gu worm crawled from outside the valley, and the entire mountain range was covered by Baixue's strong poison. Ling Chu and Zhao Rong'an had to protect themselves closely to prevent being hit by a half-stroke.

The corpses, which were peaceful just now, suddenly moved, revealing a look of hatred. Black gravel condensed on their raised hands. Although these people were dead, they were still able to perform poison, which surprised Ling Chu.

Zhao Rongan's complexion changed drastically. He realized that these people voluntarily became a part of this Floating Life Reincarnation Dream World, and became puppets between life and death, attacking the invaders.

"They are eternal believers, perhaps dead monks."

Seeing so many people living and dying for the world, Ling Chu was greatly shocked.

At this moment, a light lit up on the Guzhao Pavilion, Shi Bujiu held the red Luoyuan sword, standing in the snowstorm, Ling Chu stared at it, Shi Bujiu was thinner than what he saw many years ago 01:30 o'clock , I was about to be buried in the world by this heavy snow.

"Brother Lingchu, long time no see."

Shi Zong smiled slightly and greeted him from afar, Ling Chu's heart surged with hatred, and he was about to raise his axe to kill him.

Just when Ling Chu's mind was unsteady, thousands of poisonous techniques exploded around him, and dark green, pitch black, and silver Gu insect poisonous mist hit the sky and covered the sky.

At the beginning of Ling, Zhao Rong'an had no choice but to go down and crash into the main hall of Fushengzhuan Dream Altar to avoid.

The door of the main hall was closed immediately, and the entire main hall was like a cage, locking the two of them, and they fell to the ground sharply.

Zhao Rong said with peace of mind, "This is like the setting of the Dujian Pavilion." '

The hall sank, and the surrounding temperature continued to rise. The difference was that there was a coating of poison on the walls, which was released as the temperature changed.

Zhao Rong'an used the Bailuan robe as a barrier, and held the nine flames to cut open the top of the hall, and a sword fell, cutting a huge opening. At the same time, vast dead energy surged in, mixed with poison in the room, and the Bailuan robe almost tore on the spot.

It turned out that under this long snow mountain, there is a huge dead air crack buried, and the source of dead air in it is only suppressed by the upper layer of magma.

Ling Chu cast spells to resist the dead air, and let Zhao Rong'an go ahead immediately.

Zhao Rong'an forced himself to calm down, shook his head and said: "At the beginning, the crack in the dead air has opened, if it is not sealed immediately, great changes may occur."

Zhao Rong'an has been in contact with death energy for a long time, and his experience in dealing with it is a hundred times greater than that of Ling Chu.During the century-long seal, he gradually realized that there might be a connection between the lifeless rifts.

If this is used as a guide, I am afraid that the tragic situation 20 years ago will be formed again.

Ling Chu understood, changed his spell strategy, and formed a transposition array with Zhao Rongan to press into the crack of the dead air.

The cracks under Tianli City covered a vast area, which was unheard of. It was difficult for Zhao Rong'an to be fully sure, so he could only devote himself to it.

Apart from Ling Chu assisting him in the formation, it is also difficult to resist the attack of Fushengzhuanmengtan.

Standing on the top of the peak, looking at the two people struggling to resist in the crack, he sneered, using the falling abyss as a guide, the light of Guzhaoxuan changed, the pavilions and corridors shifted, revealing an altar on the top of the peak, this is the sky Forbidden place away from the city - the altar of the gods.

The altar of the gods condenses the power of the Tianmen faction for hundreds of years, and countless living and undead are redeemed or destroyed here. In the center of the altar is the totem of the family, the basalt stone pattern.

The world went up to the altar and danced with swords, and the black gluttonous long robes made a hunting sound, which changed the color of the sky and the earth.

Shi Shi kept crying, gritted his teeth and looked up to the sky angrily: "The way of heaven, what is the way of heaven! If I win today, it will be the way of heaven! Your name and surname will not be left in the annals of history!"

This is an all-or-nothing game between the two sides. The world always follows the right time and place, and Lingchu Zhao Rongan relies on the body of the gods.

Suddenly a good head smashed into the altar with the momentum of thunder, before Ling Chu could see it clearly, Shi Bujie jumped to catch it, and embraced it tenderly in his arms regardless of the blood and mud.

Ling Xi came up on the long steps. He carried Qianying's white-edged double swords on his back, with an unusually fierce expression, and he rushed to the Altar of the Ten Thousand Gods in an instant.

Shi Buxuan held Qianshanxue's head in one hand, and blocked it with the Luoyuan sword in the other. He made the first attack and retreated a hundred feet. Thousands of hyphae sprang up from the altar and entangled Ling Xi.

The power of the Ten Thousand Gods Altar was dispersed, Zhao Rongan's pressure decreased, and he immediately accelerated the superimposition of the transposition array, forcing the dead air cracks in the mountain to be pressed down by another three points.

Ling Xi was the main attacker at the top, and Zhao Rongan was suppressing him at the bottom. Ling Chu's environment improved, and he swung his ax immediately to destroy the Floating Life Zhuanmeng Altar.

The Floating Life Zhuanmeng Altar built by Feng Pingyuan is based on the mechanism of the Dujian Pavilion. Although there are poison techniques and formation blessings in it, the core operation has not changed.

In the past, Feng Pingyuan attacked Dujian Pavilion by surprise, causing many utensils in Dujian Pavilion to be restricted before they could be operated, so Dujian Pavilion suffered heavy casualties.

After Lingchu formed an alliance, he once discussed the tutorial Yuanmu, learned the method, and the purple light of the ax and ax circulated, so he went to attack the key points of the Floating Life Zhuanmeng.

Tanzhou's body came out at this moment, forming a poison formation to cover, Zhuanmengtan's attack intensified, putting pressure on Ling Chu.

Even though there is only one person in the world, Feng Pingyuan's casting technique, Zhuang Shijun's puppet technique, and Qian Shanxue's formation technique are all integrated in Tianli City, and they are dedicated to the world.

The longer the delay, the more unfavorable the support of Zhao Rong'an and Ling Xi, Ling Chu was fully motivated and focused on a breakthrough.

Seeing that his uncle was charging for a blow, Ling Xi also tried his best to receive a blow from the altar of the gods. Holding the Qianying long sword, he formed a puppet cracking formation developed by Mu Qi with one arm, and entered the Floating Life Zhuanmeng Altar.

When the auxiliary formation arrived, the dead puppets in the altar were like rusted instruments, and their movements became stiff. How could Ling Chu let go of such a good opportunity, and immediately launched an attack, defeating the operation of the Floating Life Reincarnation Dream Altar.

In an instant, the mountain stream and canyon trembled and cracked, and the underground magma gushed out, splashing Zhao Rongan all over his body.