The girl's teary face and pure clear eyes were replaced by this strange face in front of her.

Although they look the same, Mu Lian still sees the difference.

The temperament that a person exudes from the inside out cannot deceive people.

The girl is innocent and pure, not the artificial person in front of her.

And before, he intended to imitate, but now his face has sunk, his expression is gloomy, and he doesn't even pretend to be pretending.

"I'm not Xiaoxun, then Taoist Qingfeng guess, who else am I?"

Mu Lian didn't speak, but directly pulled out the Ice Lotus Sword.

The hostility is very obvious.

The tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, and the rest of the people noticed the abnormality here, and couldn't help but look over here.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Situ Li, Li Xiaohe and other disciples of the Wangchuan Sect moved closer to Mu Lian.

Mu Lian directly condensed an ice barrier, stopping them at a certain distance.

This approach made everyone pay attention to this point.

"Daoist Qingfeng, Holy Maiden of Acacia, what happened?"

Lu Xiu flew over and stood behind Mu Lian.

Mu Lian shook her head, distracted for a moment, "Xiao Xun" in front of her moved!

A strong ghostly aura erupted from her whole body, and she bypassed the ice lotus sword to attack him. Looking at the power, she was actually a ghost general!

Ghost generals are at least equivalent to Nascent Soul cultivators.

And "Xiao Xun" has reached the standard of the early stage of transformation!

Fortunately, Mu Lian had always been on guard, and the Binglian sword peak turned around and blocked it in front of his chest.

An ice explosion condensed from his right hand, and exploded on "Xiao Xun" with a bang, knocking her out.

But at this moment, a stronger force descended with the will of darkness and destruction, barely hitting Mu Lian's left heart.

Mu Lian snorted and fell backwards.

As for why it was unworthy, it was because Ye Hanzhou pulled out the Miehun Sword in time and blocked some force, otherwise Mu Lian would have been hurt even worse.

Even so, Mu Lian is still seriously injured now.

The position of the left heart, whether it is a monk or a mortal, is a fatal weakness.

And Ye Hanzhou was also pushed back by that powerful force.

During the process, he stretched out his arms to wrap around Mu Lian's waist, which prevented him from falling to the ground.

"Master, are you okay?"

Mu Lian coughed twice, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

It's rare that he didn't try to get up from the boy's arms, but let himself collapse in the boy's arms.

This blow made him weak.

If you want to recover, I'm afraid you need to rest for some time.

But even so, he still held on, exhausting all his spiritual power, and enveloped everyone except the Hehuan faction in the barrier.

"Everyone! Inject aura into the barrier!"

"Acacia faction has been infested by ghosts! There are two Avatars, several Nascent Souls, and many low-level ghosts here!"

Everyone also saw the scene just now, so they naturally knew the seriousness of the matter.

Hearing this, they rushed to send spiritual energy to ensure the stability of the barrier.

"How could this happen! With so many people from the Hehuan Sect, they have all been brutally murdered by the ghost clan?"

"What about the suzerain and elders of the Hehuan Sect? Do you know about this?"

"No, we should be more concerned, isn't it why there are so many ghost races in this world? There are so many Nascent Soul Stages!"

"The extreme north is guarded by the two peak masters of the Wangchuan Sect, unless..."

The crowd stopped talking.

Unless something, they are very clear.

When Mu Lian heard this, her heart sank.

Xue Ren and Liu Ying are his few friends in the cultivation world.

Moreover, they have fought together and have friends who have died together.

Mu Lian naturally didn't want anything to happen to them.

But looking at the current situation, so many ghosts suddenly appeared and entered the secret realm to make a surprise attack, obviously they came prepared.

I'm afraid Xueren and Liuying are in danger. Even if they are not dead, they will be seriously injured, which will make these ghosts rush out.

As for Feng Ling'er and "Xiao Xun", they are both above the level of ghost generals, and it must be the combination of the inside and the outside that will cause the fall of the Far North.

And Feng Lin, who was ambushing in the cultivation world and escaped last time, was probably one of the two.

Feng Ling'er, Feng Lin...

Even the name is so high-profile.

"Ha ha."

Mu Lian chuckled, and looked at Feng Ling'er with an indifferent expression.

"Guardian Zuo, it's a pity that I didn't kill you last time."

Feng Ling'er was looking at the Miehun Sword thoughtfully, but upon hearing this, she turned her eyes to the man in white, who was still as calm as water even though he was injured.

"Hehehe... Daoist Qingfeng has good eyesight."

She smiled coquettishly, and suddenly turned into a cloud of ghost mist.

In the ghost fog, there was a creaking sound, as if bones were breaking.

Then, in the hazy black mist, one can vaguely see the petite figure before, with the arms and legs becoming longer and slowly raised, and it has grown into a tall and slender figure.

The ghost fog dissipated, and the figure gradually appeared.

That person has a pair of tender and affectionate peach blossom eyes, with a mole of tears under the peach blossom eyes, looking cold and unfeeling.

His lips were thin, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile, evil and treacherous.

He raised his eyes and looked at the boy in black.

In the blink of an eye, there is a bit of Feng Linger's charm.

"Finally I can see my bride in her true colors."

"How is it? Little brother, do you like my skin?"

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