The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

When Chu Yiyang called out, Xuanyuan Ce's body had already leaned towards him before his brain could react.

Before he realized it, someone was already standing behind him.

As soon as he got close to him, Xuanyuan Ce felt as if he stepped into warm water from a icy graveyard.

The young man in red radiated light like the warm winter sun, shining on him, causing the pores of his whole body to relax, and the expression on his face could not help but relax.

Chu Yiyang held the token of command in his hand, as if holding a fire in the dark night.

In this city that seemed to be cut from a corner of the nether world and exchanged for the world of the sun, he was a general who had been formally appointed.

The living people who were originally weakened were called by him, and as soon as they got close to the range covered by the glow, they were immediately blessed.

After the experiment on Xuanyuan Ce, seeing that the command token worked as expected, Chu Yiyang looked at Fu Yueshu who was standing with several female cultivators in the crowd, and nodded to her.

His demeanor was a bit gentler than when he called Xuanyuan Ce to come over. Seeing this, the others were eager to move closer, but they stopped when they remembered the fierce name of the young master of Hehuan Sect, looked left and right, and then Approach others holding tokens.

Sure enough, as soon as you step into a certain range, the feeling is different immediately.

Those all-pervasive Yin Qi were isolated from the outside, as if several protective shields had been raised in this disturbing night to enclose them.

In the south corner of the imperial capital, the Beitang stands on a high place in the cold night.

He holds the Qiankun sword in his hand, and his white clothes and black hair are gently raised by the wind behind him. There is no expression on that handsome face that countless people yearn for. Only a pair of eyes that seem to be soaked in the Kunlun wind and snow are looking at the imperial capital where evil spirits and beasts are raging. scan.

Suddenly, more than a dozen rays of light slowly rose in the field of vision, turning into lighthouses in the thick fog.

Beitang Hanye didn't need to see clearly what was going on in the glow, he knew that every one of these light groups was a person holding a token.

The person he was looking for—was in it.

Below the tower, Zong Mo raised his head like many others.

His sight was not affected by the gray mist like Beitang Hanye, and he could only faintly see the white figure staying on a high place.

"Hey." Ning Shaoyou felt him bumping himself with an elbow, and heard him say, "What do you think Sword Master is going to do next? Does he want to leave us here and go alone! "

Ning Shaoyou thought, what's so strange about this?

He turned his head to look at the people behind him, everyone here came out of the Fire Palace following Beitang Hanye, naturally everyone was counting on him to take them out from here.

But regardless of Sword Master and his own business, there is still one person to look for, let's say that his usual style of acting is that he walks alone and doesn't care about the lives of others.

Rescuing them in the Fire Palace was incidental, but it would be strange to take them with them after leaving the Fire Palace.

In the chilly coldness, the crowd spontaneously divided into several groups. Like Chu Yiyang and the others on the other side, the monks here also discovered the role of the command token. After entering the glow range, they no longer trembling.

Feeling being squeezed beside him, Ning Shaoyou withdrew his gaze and glanced at Zong Mo again.

The young master of the Tianqin Sect obviously had a token in his hand, but he didn't use it, and insisted on squeezing to his side, and the closer he squeezed, the closer he was.

Just when the blue veins on the forehead of the young man in a hard suit were bulging, and he wanted to ask his friend to back away, suddenly there was an exclamation from behind:

"Let's go! Sword Master is gone!"

"Master Sword Master—Where are you going?!"

Ning Shaoyou raised his head suddenly, and sure enough, he saw the sword light of the Qiankun Sword passing over his head, splitting a passage in the gray fog, and flying towards the west of the imperial capital.

The roar of fierce beasts resounded in the gray mist. I don't know which one met Beitang Hanye inside, and the mirage dragon entrenched in the imperial capital and breathing mirage seemed to be watching in this direction, flowing The iridescent pupils flashed in the mist.

The monks who originally wanted to catch up froze in place.

They don't have the strength of this new sword master, they can come and go freely in the gray fog.

"The thigh is gone, and I have to rely on myself in the back."

Zong Mo stood next to his friend, looking disappointed, but then cheered up again.

The situation outside is much better than that in the wasteland of the Temple of Fire. At least with the token in hand, there is no need to be eroded by evil spirits.

And the attacks inside are round after round. They have not been targeted until now, and they have similar auras to those ghosts. Maybe they can go around behind them and attack unexpectedly.

Just as he was thinking, his vitality had recovered, but his scorched hair and beard hadn't returned to its original state. The priest led a group of priests from the imperial city behind them to come to them.

This group of monks who worked for the Xuanyuan Dynasty didn't have tokens in their hands, and they were all on their own here.

Seeing them coming in front of him, Zong Mo immediately guessed their purpose.

Sure enough, he saw the great priest looking at him under his scorched eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "The old man knows that Young Master Zong still has a token in his hand, can you lend it to us?"

The imperial city has fallen, and there is no one to preside over the formation. They can return to the imperial city to reopen the formation after they get the token that can resist Yin Qi.

Once the big formation is opened, not only can it defend the palace, but it can also be spread out by gathering the strength of everyone, and it can guard the people of the entire imperial capital.

Zong Mo naturally agreed to everything.

The situation in the entire imperial capital was critical. Originally, they wanted to discuss countermeasures, and then led by Jianzun to counterattack. Even if Beitang Hanye chose to leave alone, they had to find their own way.

After getting his token, the big priest didn't stay for long. After infusing spiritual power to turn on the glow, he said goodbye to them with the priest behind him.

A group of people entered the gray fog and headed towards the imperial city.

……

When the familiar and powerful aura approached from the south, Chu Yiyang noticed it.

The unrivaled sword light pierced through the mist and collided with the ferocious beast inside. When the fierce fight started, the fluctuating mist attracted everyone's attention.

However, Chu Yiyang was not too worried, Beitang Hanye could break the situation however he wanted, as long as he was not seriously injured, he would be fine.

Having experienced the illusion before, even if there is an illusion in it, it should not work for him.

——If something really happened to the left and right, the Blood Pact would still pull him over.

Xuanyuan Ce and Fu Yueshu, who were summoned, stood behind the young man in red. Compared with the others, they felt safer by several degrees.

But Chu Yiyang looked at Yan Xun and said to him: "The rules here are not that simple."

When the two of them were talking just now, Tsing Yi Moxiu had already decided to hunt and kill freely, and would no longer be active with them.

Although Yan Xun's snake can swallow very well, and his own strength has recovered a lot, he is basically in the position of a hunter like Beitang Hanye, but Chu Yiyang still hopes that he will not lose Jingzhou carelessly.

Chu Yiyang said: "In addition to the mirage dragon, there are also ancient beasts from the imperial mausoleum, and there should be many powerful ghosts."

Maybe there are also masters at the level of "Potianjian".

Although the young man in red was speaking to the man in Tsing Yi who had no background and cultivation level in front of him, he did not hide what he said from the others. Everyone stood in the light of the token, fearing that they would miss a word. Follow his analysis.

"The evil spirits outside drop command tokens and Yin beads to lure everyone here. According to general rules, after the ghosts here are killed, it is impossible to drop tokens."

Hearing this, all the monks who wanted to ambush the evil spirits in the city and get tokens from them felt disappointed for a while.

Compared with them, Yan Xun, who rarely heard his advice from Chu Yiyang, felt a burst of joy.

Even if he knew that a large part of what he said was for those monks, he didn't mind. He just looked at this face that became more and more stunning as he was in danger, and asked in a tender voice: " Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"Gone."

Chu Yiyang said straightforwardly, and turned to look at the other people gathered together.

His eyes swept over everyone, and everyone's heart shuddered.

Obviously, many of them are not weaker than him, but at this moment, they have the feeling of being in the mountain palace and seeing the oppression of the mountains.

The voice of the young man in red sounded, in this atmosphere, with a bit of aura: "The words 'live till dawn' seem simple, but the simpler the request, the more troublesome it is. There are so many monks in the city, But there are only a few tokens, and there are too many monks, so I hope you will not fall for this low-level trick and kill each other."

Having experienced so many worlds and so many dangers, Chu Yiyang doesn't have much expectations for people's hearts.

If he hadn't just discovered that the radiance of a token could envelop dozens of people, they would probably have been fighting now.

"Don't try to get together with tokens and find a place to hide until dawn. If I were behind the scenes, the first ones to kill would be those hiding."

Hearing this, not only the people he was watching, but also Xuanyuan Ce and Fu Yueshu standing behind him felt a chill in their hearts.

"It may be very warm when people get together, and they are not afraid of the cold, but they are also more vulnerable to attack. If you only use the brilliance of the token to lock, just one blow can prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow."

"You can't get together, you can't stay in place for a long time, you can't be negative.

"Holding tokens may be temporarily safe, but it will also lead to greater danger.

"After that, I won't be with you anymore. I will still find a way to break the situation. Before we get out of the crisis, everyone take care of themselves."

After Chu Yiyang finished speaking, everyone in front of him felt relieved.

Everyone bowed their hands to him one after another and said, "Master Ying, take care."

They were led by him to break through many formations from the mountain palace. Although they failed in the end, they had already learned to trust his judgment.

But even so, there are still people who are lucky.

Seeing that Chu Yiyang took Xuanyuan Ce and Fu Yueshu away, and the man in Tsing Yi chose a different path from them, some people stood still: "It's funny, if the token is really so dangerous, then why did he return it by himself?" take it?"

"That's right, isn't this just to let people who don't have tokens wait to die obediently and not to snatch them? Why is it safer to go separately? Isn't it just to get rid of us?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The middle-aged scribe who was rescued by Chu Yiyang in Qingye Mountain City and was rescued by him again when he came here turned around with a displeased expression on his face.

Hearing these people's ungrateful words, he wanted to teach him a lesson, but the compass pointer in his hand froze.

His eyebrows twitched, and he quickly looked down at the compass in his hand.

This group of people who held a token together and didn't know what to do when they got together sneered: "Why, did we say something wrong? If Ying Jiexin really wanted to take us out, he wouldn't let us separate. Take those two with you!"

The middle-aged scribe looked at the needle that was pointing at random, and suddenly raised his head, seeing the gray fog surging around him.

In every direction pointed by the compass pointer, there are strange vertical pupils that are filled with illusions flashing in the mist.

He took a step back subconsciously, and almost in the next second, the space a few inches in front of him was suddenly swallowed up by gray fog, and the voices of the group of people who were still yelling at him stopped abruptly, and disappeared instantly.

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