Chapter 110 Extinction

Although it is not a high-level thing, it is not a bad street. It's just that at this time, Li Mingyang can no longer care about any grade. On all the arrays, Li Mingyang only arranges two magic arrays, two different first-level illusion arrays.

What he can do now is to protect the people around him as much as possible. When arranging the magic array, he can't help slandering his behavior: "Li Mingyang, you are crazy, you are a fool, you are a good or bad arrogant man." However, while scolding himself fiercely, the movements of his hands were still smooth and fast.

Although there are many arrays, they only arrange illusion arrays. After all, Li Mingyang does not have so many materials in his hand. Fortunately, he successfully arranged a compound illusion array with good effect in the end.

The effect of the composite illusion is far from reaching the peak of his current level, and it can even be said that it is an absolutely failed compound illusion. However, at this time, Li Mingyang really didn't have much time to arrange a better magic array. These people in front of him are certainly pitiful, but now tens of thousands of people in the city are suffering from real ghosts.

But after he arranged the compound array, he found that there was still no movement in the direction of the inner city, and Li Mingyang was even more angry. Combining the compound array with a nearby destroyed residential house, Li Mingyang let all the people saved by himself lie in the ruins of the houses and pretend to be dead, and then started the magic array.

"Lie down here, don't panic if there is a real ghost, let alone run away, and wait for me to bring someone back to save you." Li Mingyang seriously told him, and then rushed to the inner city.

Li Mingyang has never experienced the situation of hundreds of ghosts and chaos. He doesn't know if other monks have had such an experience. He just can't guess how other monks will feel when facing such a situation, and he can't understand how the monks of Jingshancheng can still not attack under such circumstances.

The journey to the inner city is not far, but Li Mingyang saw too much killing along the way. Once upon a time, the real ghost was just a tool for practice in Li Mingyang's eyes, or a material for cultivation. Yin beads could be used to cultivate bones, and Yinyu could be used to arrange the mysterious chain, and the real ghost was gradually killed. More than that, Li Mingyang never thought how ferocious the real ghost was.

But when a large number of real ghosts hit the crowd of ordinary people, Li Mingyang was surprised to find that those real ghosts that seemed to be just like sheep in his eyes were such horrible fierce beasts. More and more people fell into a pool of blood. After they fell, their bodies were still wrapped in thick black gas, which looked extremely strange.

Seeing this situation, Li Mingyang couldn't help but start to be stubborn again. He knew that doing so would plunge him into an endless crisis, but he still roared and rushed to the real ghosts. His attack began to no longer pursue one blow to kill the enemy, but became more and more flashy. Fireball is the most used spell he uses. As a result, he began to kill fewer and fewer real ghosts, but there are more and more real ghosts chasing him.

He is like a torch, attracting a large number of real ghosts to chase him in the night.

Inside Jingshan City, Lingbao Pavilion.

Ning Shiwen stared at Song Jia with a very rare angry face, with her little mouth pouted, but she didn't say a word.

Song Jia still looked at this little ancestor with a headache. After looking at each other for a long time, she finally lost the battle and said with a wry smile, "This level of real ghosts and chaos can't be resisted by our strength. Although their strength is not strong, the number is amazing. Just now, I went out to see. This time, at least nearly a thousand real ghosts rushed into the outer city. I'm just a cultivation in the virtual spirit world. At this level, I can only protect myself in this level of real ghosts. If I bring you again, it will be difficult to protect myself.

Listening to Song Jia's explanation, although Ning Shiwen's attitude was relaxed, she still snorted stubbornly and said, "Well, excuses are all excuses. Sister Song, you let me down so much. Are we just watching those people outside being killed by real ghosts?"

"Although they are not the people of Shu, they are people after all. They are so pitiful." Speaking of later, Ning Shiwen had already cried a little.

Song Jia looked at Ning Shiwen with great difficulty and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Although Song Jia is a monk in the virtual spiritual realm, she is a refiner who specializes in refining weapons. She is not good at fighting. In such a scale of battle, if other monks cooperate with her, she can naturally exert good combat power, but if she relies on her and the other three fantasy spiritual realms in the Lingbao Pavilion It is impossible for a taxi to play a big role in such a situation. The only possibility is to lose your life.

"I didn't expect the monks of Jingshan City to do this. I was also curious about why Jingshan City has to be divided into inner and outer cities. Now I know that this is their way to deal with the real ghost city. Leaving the people in the outer city, they hide in the inner city and erect a few strong magic arrays. The low-level real ghosts act on their animal instincts. When they see that they can't break through the inner city magic array, the inner city monks do not take the initiative to attack. They naturally leave their fangs and claws to the people in the outer city. Song Jia now also explains with a resentful face.

"Are they not afraid of God's punishment when they do this?" Ning Shiwen patted the table and shouted.

"God's punishment? These monks in Jingshan City are simply beasts. They won't think about anything. A trace of fierceness flashed in Song Jia's eyes and said, "It is impossible for the real ghost city to kill endlessly here. They will leave after killing enough. And these people who die in disaster will eventually become evil spirits who are unwilling to fall into reincarnation because of their resentment. Once they absorb the power of heaven and earth, they will become real ghosts with endless resentment. At that time, although these resentful real ghosts can't remember their past lives, their hatred for human monks is indelible, and they will continue to attack human beings.

Listening to Song Jia's explanation, Ning Shiwen was stunned, which was the real reason why she heard about the real ghost city for the first time. In this way, doesn't it mean that these real ghosts are here to recruit soldiers? As long as they kill enough people, they will produce enough real ghosts and their strength will improve.

Thinking of this, Ning Shiwen asked puzzledly, "Don't the monks of Jingshan City know this? They just let these real ghosts do this?"

"Didn't you say that these monks have been abolished, and they only know how to enjoy now. Although Jingshan City has suffered a lot, there are still tens of thousands of people in the outer city alone, which is enough for them to be free for many more years.

"Sister Song, gather people to kill all those wastes. Let's occupy Jingshan City, and let's guard the city for the people here." Ning Shiwen suddenly jumped up and said hopeful.

Sister Song shook her head helplessly and said, "Now is not the time to do it."

"It's not the time to do it, and it's always not the time to do it. When will it take action?" Ning Shiwen shouted crazily.

Song Jia can only continue to smile bitterly: "I don't know, I need to wait for the order of adults."

Ning Shiwen's tone stagnated and sat down on the chair.

But at this time, there was a sudden roar in the inner city of Jingshan City, and then an extremely sharp roar resounded through the inner city.

Ning Shiwen stood up with a curious face, but Song Jia said in great shock, "Have those real ghosts begun to attack the inner city this time?"

The roar is due to the sound made when the inner city magic array was attacked. This situation has hardly happened in the past. Jingshan City is in the middle of Qiandao Lake. Whether it is a southern monk or a Central Plains monk, they will not come to such a place where birds do not shit. As for the other real ghosts on the island, they will regularly kill the people in the city, but because of the "cooperation" of the monks of Jingshan City, the real ghosts will never attack the inner city. So when such a situation happened at this time, Song Jia would feel extremely shocked.

For a while, not only Song Jia and Ning Shiwen, but also many Jingshan City monks rushed out curiously. As a result, although it was very rare to see a large number of real ghosts gathered around the inner city, they saw that it was not real ghosts attacking the inner city magic array, but a young monk attacking the inner city magic array.

"Sister Song, is that bastard?" Ning Shiwen saw Li Mingyang flying in mid-air at a glance. Seeing Li Mingyang's extremely embarrassed attack on the inner city array, Ning Shiwen instantly forgot the pity for the people in the outer city, and now it's all a mockery of Li Mingyang.

But when she saw Li Mingyang, Song Jia couldn't help raising her eyebrows and saw something wrong.

"You bastard, are you looking for death? Get out of here and don't lead the real ghost here." When Li Mingyang attacked the inner city magic array, a Jingshan City monk shouted to Li Mingyang angrily.

The magic array in Jingshan City is a second-level defensive array, which is completely defensive and cannot block the transmission of sound.

Li Mingyang is not afraid of the three-cultivated monk in the Qingling Realm in front of him. He still stood on the flying sword and kept attacking the inner city and shouted, "The outer city is full of real ghosts, and a large number of people have been killed. Don't you go out of the city to rescue?"

"It's none of your business whether we can save you or not. If you want to live, get out of here now. When the real ghost retreats, don't blame me for being rude to you." The monk of Jingshan City said coldly.

Hearing the other party's answer, Li Mingyang's surprise reached an incompleasurable level. He said with a stunned face, "Are you deliberately not going out to rescue?" Although there has been such speculation before, it has finally been confirmed that Li Mingyang can't accept such a situation.

Seeing that the other party really didn't seem to be planning to take a step, the Jingshancheng monk behind him also looked at himself as if he were looking at a fool. Li Mingyang was furious and gritted his teeth and said, "Are you sure you just won't take action?"