The power of the Wuji True Lord made the Ghost Demon King feel afraid. He knew that if time was delayed, it would be detrimental to him. While suppressing Ye Wuying in the sea of ​​consciousness, the soul quickly became familiar with this fetus and exerted its strength as much as possible to make a sharp blow.

Ye Wuying's flesh body was something he could not dream of. He was so easy to use the magical powers of the Demonic Way. His strength quickly surged. An invisible pressure was pressing down like a sea of ​​pressure. The demonic flames filled the pond of the Dragon, which was so dull that it made people breathless.

"Senior Brother Lei, why haven't you come yet?"

Mu Yuxuan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he even felt a little panicked. He forced himself to shrink the ground into an inch. Not only did the magic power of the Dantian, but it was also more difficult to be able to handle it. If this continued, he would be really going to fall into the hands of this Demon King.

"A group of ants-like characters dare to be arrogant in front of the true king, and they really don't know how to live or die."

The true King of Ghost Evil smiled and tried his best to activate his magic power to the extreme. When he was about to set the world in one battle, his soul suddenly shook, as if he was to let the sledgehammer hit him hard, and his consciousness immediately became a little dazed.

This change made the true King of Ghost Evil shocked and immediately raised his spirits. When he opened his eyes and looked over, he found a young man with a sword-eyed and star-like appearance appeared in front of him.

"Disciple, please pay homage to the head!"

When they saw the young man's face, the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall were thunderous. If they had not wanted to maintain the formation, they would have knelt down and bowed together.

"Senior Brother of the Sect?"

Mu Yuxuan was immediately overjoyed, and the surprise in his heart was indescribable. She did not expect to send a message to Senior Brother Lei, but the senior brother of the head came back in person, and immediately felt unspeakable.

"It's you?"

However, the true King of Ghost Evil's pupils shrank and shouted loudly: "It's really a enemy who is narrow in the road. I didn't expect to go around a big circle and meet you again here."

"It turns out that it is the true King of Ghost Evil. You escaped by chance that day, but in the end you fell into the trap. This is really unhappy."

Although Mo Wentian said this indifferently, he had a arrogant aura and continued to sneer: "Since you are here today, don't think about leaving."

"I am a real king of Yuanying, how can I be afraid of a mere Jindan junior?"

Although the tone of the Ghost Demon King was disdainful, he was already screaming in his heart. He was afraid that he would come whatever he was. If this person appeared here, the plan to seize the body would probably cause changes.

At this time, he had already felt a desire to retreat in his heart, but he couldn't bear to let go of this fleshy fetus. While he was hesitating, a sled hammer suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness and fell heavily on his soul. It immediately made the Ghost Evil True King feel very terrible and felt it was a headache.

"you……?"

King Guisha Zhen just shouted in a daze, but saw the hammer continue to rise high and hit his soul again. His consciousness seemed to be a little disintegrating, and he covered his head in pain.

"The true King of Ghost Evil, you come to the door yourself, but you can't blame me."

Mo Wentian sneered disdainfully. At this time, his understanding of the magical condensation technique was deeper. The question he could not understand suddenly became clear and he was promoted from a small success to a great success level.

When the hammer with spiritual consciousness was raised high, it suddenly turned into a sharp cone and hit the soul of the true King of Ghost Sha, which immediately made him scream.

Originally, the spiritual consciousness of the Ghost Demon King was far above Mo Wentian, but when he was using his body to seize the body, he not only had to separate his spiritual consciousness to suppress Ye Wuying, but also had to control the battle with this fleshy fetus. At this time, the freedom was less than 30% of the past, which was exactly why he was afraid of Mo Wentian.

At this moment, what shocked him even more was that he didn't expect that this kid could not resist the method of mastering the attack of his spiritual sense. He was immediately broken and softened to the ground.

Mo Wentian walked forward indifferently and ordered in a deep voice: "Sister Pastor, disciples, you are guarding outside the Dragon Pool, no one is allowed to trespass at this time."

"yes!"

Mu Yuxuan and his disciples responded with a sudden surprise. They all knew that the leader wanted to promote the great Dharma to save Elder Ye from danger, but they dared to be in any way disturbed. They immediately withdrew from the Jianlong Pool and stood outside with a strict guard.

After they left, Mo Wentian walked up and sat cross-legged, stretched out his palms and placed them on Ye Wuying's head, and a happy expression flashed across his face. He took a deep breath and adjusted his mental power to his best state.

"Junior Brother Ye, this time you are lucky in disguise, and there is really a great opportunity."

Mo Wentian murmured to himself, then closed his eyes gently, and his spiritual consciousness seemed to rush out like a tide. He broke through Ye Wuying's top door along his palm and rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, in the Spirit Beast Garden behind Wuji Peak, Lei Wanshan's figure appeared.

"Meet Elder Lei!"

Xie Tian, ​​who had been here, immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully. He was a little puzzled. Did Elder Lei keep fighting on the front line? Why did he suddenly return to the sect? It seemed that his appearance was a little bad.

This is true. Lei Wanshan has experienced the battle between the True Lord of Elephant Lion and the True Lord of Xuan Turtle. Although he has repeatedly understood the magical powers of his own life and has made great progress in strength, his magic power is too deficient. He has just taken a few pills to restore magic power, but it has not yet recovered less than 20%.

"Lord Xie, how can those tigers, leopards and beasts be domesticated?"

This is the main concern of Lei Wanshan. At that time, Mo Wentian asked him to follow him and teleport back to the sect, not entirely for the purpose of saving Ye Wuying, but for going to the Spirit Beast Garden to bring reinforcements. After all, the battle in Dizhicheng is also difficult, so Wuji Sect naturally cannot ignore the other side.

"Elder Qibinglei, the tiger and leopard beasts have a low grade, so it is easy to tame them, but it only takes some time. Now half of the eight thousand tiger and leopard beasts have been tamed."

Xie Tian pondered slightly and immediately reported respectfully that he knew that in the battle of Dizhicheng, if these tigers and leopard beasts were used properly, they would be worth ten thousand soldiers, so he naturally did not dare to be negligent.

"good!"

Lei Wanshan nodded slightly and threw a beast-controlling bag around his waist, but said in a deep voice: "This is a seventh-level green fire fiery lion. This beast needs to be tamed in the past two days, and maybe a war can come in handy."

"A seventh-level monster?"

Xie Tian hurriedly took it in his hand, his expression immediately became surprised, and even his eyes were a little straightened. This was quite a bit of a master in the late stage of the Jindan to the sect. How could it not make people excited?

Unexpectedly, while he exclaimed, several sounds sounded in the Spirit Beast Garden.

"It's really amazing. Elder Lei captured a seventh-level monster with his move. When can Lao Lang fight with you again?"

This is the voice of the Blood-Winged Wolf King. It was originally warlike and irritable, but the voice was indescribable. Obviously, the injury did not improve any improvement?

"Wolf King, don't flatter me here, but it's better to have a companion who can talk to you."

The Ghost Mirage Demon Toad was a little weak voice, and he sighed slightly, but continued: "Although the scorpion-tailed purple cloud tiger, iron-headed silver-horned rhinoceros, rotten bone one-eyed crocodile, flame-stepped cloud lion, earth flame bear, four-winged three-headed snake, etc. are already sixth-level monsters, after all, they cannot be refined and spit out human words, and it is very difficult to communicate."

"Okay, I hope this Bihuo Lion will not be too weak to lose my face."

The marrow-eating beast's voice was still sharp, and he had always had a bad temper and was not polite to speak.

When Lei Wanshan heard the voices of these three beasts, he laughed and said, "Three, if you want to seek revenge on Wan Beast Valley, follow this elder to the Yang Palace. There is a place for you to vent on the battlefield."

"What?"

The Blood-Winged Wolf King and other three beasts were shocked and puzzled, but asked: "Elder Lei, the spirit stones in the Huanyang Palace are too burnt. Where can the sect have such resources for us to squander."

Lei Wanshan nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Of course, you don't have to worry about the spirit stone. Just look back and thank the senior brother of the sect. If he hadn't come back this time, this elder would be powerless."

Speaking of this, he waved his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "Come on! I've all come to Huanyang Palace to cure my injuries, and return to Dizhicheng with this elder, so that Wanba Valley can know your power."

At this moment, although the beast tide formed by the magical power of the Beast Demon True Lord was less than 60,000, it had already begun to attack the city, and a black mass rushed towards it, like a black cloud to press on the city.

"After the order, all the soldiers, today I swear to guard the city to the death. If the city is in, I will be there, and if the city is in, I will be dead, and I will be dead."

However, Zheng Yuer waved her sleeves and stood in front of the city with a majestic expression. A cold voice resounded throughout the sky.

"yes!"

The cultivators of various sects shouted in unison, looking at the Wanshengmen monks who died in the battlefield from afar, had already made them feel sad and sacrificed magic weapons one after another. The place where the arrows were aimed at were tens of thousands of monsters under the city wall.

"My fellow Taoists, where is the country destroyed? Today, Zheng State is a critical moment for life and death. I hope you will abandon all grudges, share the same hatred and unite, and swear to guard the city on the ground to the death."

The Marquis of Shengxian turned around and looked around with majestic eyes. His expression was already extremely serious. He was a veteran of the Zheng Dynasty and an evergreen tree in the cultivation world. It was obviously the most appropriate to stand up and take charge of the overall situation.

Although Wuji Sect has completed the accumulation of other Jindan sects that has not been completed for several generations, Wuji True Lord is too young after all. Although he is extremely strong, he cannot convince the public after all. For example, family forces such as Tianji Ancestor are not willing to submit to their orders.

But the Marquis of Shengxian is different. It has great prestige in Zheng State. It is not an exaggeration to say that if it were not for the support of the Marquis of Wansheng and the Marquis of Shengxian, even with the death order of the old king, Zheng Yuer's throne might not have been firmly held.

"Please send me the marquis, Xiaoyao Villa is willing to live and die with Dizhicheng."

The owner of the Song Zhuang first stated that as a family force dependent on the Shengxian Sect, his position was always unswerving.

"Marty, we will definitely fight hard and swear to defend the earth and the city to the death."

The three ancestors of Tianji Mansion, Wanhua Pavilion, and Pengjiazhai also expressed their opinions here. Although it was a bit dangerous at this time, they were also the time when they made military achievements, so they naturally could not give in.

In fact, even if they don’t say that they are promoted to the Immortal Marquis, these people will have no choice but to guard the Di Zhicheng. Although the situation is dangerous at this time, it is not yet time to scare them to escape. If the Di army breaks through the Di Zhicheng and drives straight into the Zheng State, other sects will be unavoidable.

"Your Majesty, the last general still has ten thousand robes, and he vows to fight for the Dizhicheng!"

Zhenjun Zhenguan's eyes turned red, and he lost 20,000 Shenwu Army on the first day of defending the city. He never thought that the battle was so tragic. The heartache at this time was unbearable, and he wanted to kill the enemy immediately to vent his hatred.

"The commander of Zhenguan, if you have to guard the city, the Shenwu Army will be able to kill all these monsters, and the Earth-Search City will definitely be protected."

Zheng Yuer nodded slightly, feeling uncomfortable. The army of Di led by the fierce young master had not arrived yet, but the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts was extremely difficult. I don’t know how long it could last? She felt like a cloud in her heart.

"Yes, Master!"

Zhenjun Zhenguan bowed respectfully and immediately waved his hand. Five thousand garrison troops under his command controlled the catapult cart and heavy crossbows, and the other five thousand archers bent their bows and arrows, locking the arrows far away outside the city wall.

roar!

While preparing for war on the city wall, a manic beast roar came from the city, as if it was a horn to launch a charge. The monsters stared at the red bloody eyes, as if they were discovering delicious prey, and rushed towards Dizhicheng like desperately.

Among them, some flying monsters are naturally the fastest, and they quickly dived over the city wall, as dark as if they were dark clouds.

"shoot!"

Zhenjun Zhenguan waved his hand and immediately meteorite iron stones, heavy crossbow arrows, burning fire arrows soared into the sky. Within a few breaths of the wailings of countless monsters, tens of thousands of crossbow arrows were shot out. Half of these flying monsters were shot to death, and the attack was no longer in formation.

The monks of various sects rushed up one after another, and for a momentum was filled with murderous aura. They were really as powerful as the battle became more and more courageous. When the monsters on the ground rushed to the city gate a mile away, the battle in the sky had ended. Although there were also people in the Shenwu Army, they wiped out thousands of flying monsters.

boom!

A mile away from the city wall, there seemed to be a barrier. When the monsters rushed over, they were completely blocked outside. Anyone who hit them was as if they were struck by lightning, their bodies immediately stiffened, turned into nothingness and disappeared.

This sudden and strange change made the monks of all sects look confused, and they don’t know what happened?

"Brother Lu, he is indeed a great master of the first formation of Zheng State. If this marquis is not wrong, this should be the Thunder Demon Control Formation, which is indeed extremely powerful."

The Marquis Shengxian stretched out his hand and gently stroked his long beard, his eyes fell on Lu Yifeng not far away, and a look of surprise flashed through his eyes.

"The Marquis is too awarded, just a small formation, not worth mentioning."

Lu Yifeng shook his head slightly, but the pride in his eyes seemed to be unable to hide it.
To be continued...