Chapter 103 Soul-eating Sword Array
When the disciples of the Lingxu Hall heard this wild laughter, there was a deep chill in everyone's hearts. At this time, they were all exhausted. In this case, how to deal with these enemies hidden in the dark?
"Who the hell is it? Get out of here!" A disciple who belonged to the Qingyun Gate in the inner hall of the Lingxu Hall summoned his spiritual martial arts in an instant and held it in his hand and roared at the dark jungle around him.
No matter how powerful the spiritual cultivation of this Qingyunmen disciple is, he is still a person after all. When human beings are in the dark for a long time, their inner fear will gradually expand because of the bottomless darkness around them. This is caused by God's surname, which has nothing to do with personal strength.
So when they saw their companions die inexplicably under the hands of those hidden in the darkness, the remaining a dozen disciples of the Lingxu Hall felt so afraid, and even some of them knelt directly on the ground with weak legs.
During the day, they kept fleeing desperately in the tide of beasts, so that the spiritual power in their bodies had already been exhausted. In this case, they could not even summon the spiritual martial arts. How could they fight with these people hidden in the dark?
And just as these disciples of Lingxu Hall were worried, the southern barbarians who were hidden in the dark had slowly stepped out of the dark jungle around them. These southern barbarians are holding a cold and shining iron knife in their hands, one of which is still dripping red flowers.
There is no doubt that the disciple of Lingxu Hall, who made a sad scream just now, died under this long knife.
"Southern savage!" When he saw that these southern barbarian savages who secretly tried to kill them were attacked from the southern barbarian land, the shock in the hearts of these disciples of Lingxu Hall had reached the extreme.
In the previous Southern barbarian hunting conference, these elite disciples of the Lingxu Hall and Jianling Palace were all hunting some southern barbarians who broke into the eastern wilderness alone. Even if they occasionally encountered a large group of southern barbarians to invade collectively, these elite disciples would temporarily join hands to slaughter the southern barbarians.
It's just that this southern barbarian hunting conference is obviously different from the past. The southern barbarian savages who had only sneaked into the eastern wilderness before would also take the initiative to appear in front of more than a dozen inner disciples of the Lingxu Hall!
"Little boys of Lingxu Hall, today is the time of your death. If you are obedient, maybe I can also consider letting you die happily!" From this group of southern savages, a figure who seemed to be a leader came out of the group. The man's muscles were bulging all over his body, and a large iron knife more than ten feet long was held in his hand, shining with a cold light.
"You don't think that even if we die, we will fight with you!" The disciple of Qingyunmen, who shouted angrily at the dark jungle before, trembled slightly under great fear at this time, but he roared fiercely at these southern savages.
These disciples of Lingxu Hall are very clear about their situation. At present, this group of southern savages is no less than fifty. With the state of spiritual exhaustion in their bodies, it is almost impossible to slaughter them from their encirclement.
And these southern barbarians obviously did not intend to let them go easily. Anyway, they will die sooner or later. It's worth it for them to be able to pull a few backs before they die!
After the Qingyunmen disciple roared, several disciples of Lingxu Hall, who were still trembling with fear in the face of these southern barbarians, couldn't help showing a ferocious and fierce look on their faces. Although these people have not had enough spiritual power to summon their spiritual weapons, even if they bite with their teeth, they will tear a piece of meat from these southern barbarian people!
"Hmm! Something that doesn't know whether it's dead or alive!" The southern savage with a long knife smiled coldly, and the long knife in his hand danced a cold knife light in the air and chopped at the disciple of Qingyunmen at a high speed.
"Oh!" A column of blood gushed out, but the head was cut off, but it was the southern barbarian savage with a long knife in his hand.
"It's you who don't know whether to live or die!" The figure of the Night God Festival flashed in the air. By the time everyone reacted, the Night God Festival had already stood in front of many disciples of the Lingxu Hall.
When the figure of the night god sacrifice gradually appeared in front of everyone, the heads of the southern barbarian leaders fell quickly from the void and fell to the ground with a bang.
"This is... Is someone coming to save us?" The disciple of Qingyunmen looked at the straight figure standing in front of him and said in disbelief.
Most of the disciples of Lingxu Hall, like them, are chased by the wave of fierce beasts during the day. At this time, who will come to save them?
Just as these disciples of the Lingxu Hall were stunned by the sudden appearance of the Night God Sacrifice, the figure of the Night God Sacrifice had swept out again, and the golden sword in his hand turned into a killing weapon. Wherever they passed, all of these southern barbarians split their heads with the night god sacrifice swords.
And Ye Lingxi's enchanting figure also appeared in everyone's eyes, and the funeral soul gun in his hand danced with deadly dark gun awns, harvesting the lives of these southern barbarians one by one.
But when Ye Lingxi's figure appeared, these inner disciples of the Lingxu Hall dared to believe that the man and woman in front of them did come to help them. Moreover, the woman who came to save their lives turned out to be unparalleled in strength and appearance in the Lingxu Hall, just like a fairy-like senior sister Ye Lingxi!
"Look, it's Sister Ye Lingxi!" The disciple of Qingyunmen stretched out his hand and pointed to Ye Lingxi's enchanting and slim figure. His face was full of excitement, and he trembled and said excitedly.
The dust floated out of their hearts. Ye Lingxi, who was like a fairy, unexpectedly appeared here and saved their lives. With this, more than a dozen of them will be proud of this in the future, and they will even be envied by those disciples who failed to participate in this Southern Hunting Conference.
But before more than a dozen disciples of the Lingxu Hall could cheer, fifteen figures in black robes suddenly flashed out of the void.
As soon as these fifteen mysterious people in black robes appeared, they immediately stood around more than a dozen disciples of the Lingxu Hall in a mysterious position. Strong spiritual fluctuations spread out of these figures in black robes, forming an encirclement, including the Night God Festival and Ye Lingxi.
"Spirit-eating Sword Array! Qi!" The fifteen figures in black robes stretched out their hands and quickly formed mysterious fingerprints one by one, and a strong and unusual aura suddenly shrouded the night god sacrifice and Ye Lingxi and others.
A cold and ruthless figure quickly spit out in one of the people. As the cold voice fell, the formula in the hands of the fifteen figures in black robes changed again. Hundreds of thousands of paths emit purple light, and the purple sword light composed of aura. With the imprints in the hands of these black robes, they were covered with the whole aura in an instant.
Above those purple swords, they all swallow the incomparable horror and murderous atmosphere. It seems that as long as these black-robed people give an order, they can turn the Night God Festival, Ye Lingxi and others into sieve powder.
"Black guard!" With a strange and evil smile on the face of the night god sacrifice, he raised his eyes with a faint blood radiant light, and looked at the fifteen people standing outside the spirit-eating sword array, looking at him and Ye Lingxi's sword palace black guards murderously.