Chapter 31 White Hall Aid

"He... He Lao, you have also broken through the foundation period. Congratulations to Liu Sheng!" Zhang Liusheng is not weak, but when he sees the two foundation-building monks, his legs and stomach are about to turn. This level of master is not at the same level as him at all, and the other party can destroy him by moving his fingers.

Zhang Liusheng looked around again, and his face was even worse. Nine people standing around the forest actually had the cultivation of the sixth and seventh phases of Qi. This force was enough to wipe out the Baiguan team led by him, not to mention two foundation-building monks on the side.

"Haha, Hong Daoyou, didn't you say that you would kill the remaining 200 people before dispersing? Why are there so many people?" He Laowen, the killer of the black house, floated in mid-air and looked arrogantly at the frightened people in the camp. He didn't pay attention to Zhang Liusheng's greetings at all. He was not in the habit of talking to the dead.

"Hey, I didn't expect that there was an interesting little thing in their camp to catch a burst of eyes with colorful fragrant lotus, which caused us some trouble."

"Haha, that saves trouble. Hong Daoyou, take care of the fish that leaks the net. These little fleas let me collect the grievances in the ghost pen." He Wenzhi laughed and stretched out his hand and took out a large black pen of foot length from the bag. A black blind-eyed poisonous dragon hovered around the pen. The pen was like blood, and the end of the pen spread out. Bursts of black gas.

"It's not good, it's a ghost pen. This magic weapon can capture the soul of the monk and be imprisoned in the blind dragon. It is extremely powerful. We can't beat it."

When Lin Aixin saw He Wenzhi taking out a little ghost pen, her face immediately changed greatly. She looked down and Long Ye knelt on the ground, looking at He Wenzhi, the killer in mid-air with a demented face.

"What a waste!" Lin Aixin cursed angrily, took out three ice and gold arrows from the bag and buckled them on the bow string, poured all his spiritual power into it, and suddenly pulled the bowstring into a full moon.

"Haha, Lin Aixin, although you have ice and gold arrows in your hand, your low cultivation of the seventh phase of Qi is like an ant in front of me. Today, I will let you see the power of my ghost pen, breaking the soul front."

He Wenzhi held a ghost pen and drew gently in the air, and the tip of the pen released a dark red trace of blood. This trace actually solidified in the air like substance, and a blood-red sharp arrow quickly appeared, pointing directly to Lin Aixin.

"Ice Golden Arrow Tree!" Lin Aixin shouted in a low voice and unexpectedly released the ice and gold arrows first. Three ice and gold arrows roared out, and the tail pulled out three substantial cold trails in mid-air. Everyone on the ground also felt an unstoppable chill and drilled into the neckline.

The black arrow quickly hit three ice and gold arrows, and the cold air on the arrow immediately burst out, freezing the black arrow. A transparent white huge ice crystal disk appeared in mid-air, emitting a faint light under the cold moonlight.

The three ice golden arrows seem to be trapped in the black arrow.

"Haha, the ice gold arrow is refined by gold ice, and its freezing power is far greater than ordinary ice spells. It can actually freeze my ghost paintings, but you are still too tender."

He Wenzhi sneered and wrote a ghost pen in his hand. An irregular circle appeared in the air, like a black ring, flying towards the three ice and gold arrows of the frozen black arrow.

With a set of ice golden arrows on the black circle, Lin Aixin immediately felt a emptiness in her heart. At the same time, she lost control of the three ice golden arrows. Her spiritual power collapsed and the ice crystals shattered.

"Breaking the soul circle can cut off your sense of consciousness with ice and gold arrows. Unless you have the cultivation of the foundation period and can brand your divine mark in the magic weapon, your insignificant consciousness can't stop my set of broken soul circle at all."

He Wenzhi raised his hand and broke Lin Aixin's strongest spell, which made everyone's face fusion. Finally, he realized the power gap between the monks in the foundation period and the monks in the practice period. Luo Han stood beside Li Feng without saying a word and had no expression on his face, but he was a little uneasy in his heart.

"Is it true that Baiguan is not ready to backhand? If so, he can only rely on his own strength. As long as Lin Aixin dies, he will immediately notify Li Feng to let everyone escape. Although they are powerful, after all, the number of people is not large, and they should not be able to kill so many people in seconds, otherwise just now I won't waste time arranging the magic fairy array and escape. There should be a slim chance.

Luo looked coldly and quietly at the battle in the sky, but his mind ran quickly.

"If there are not many people who escape, it will be very troublesome to return to Pingfeng City. If only a few people run back, I'm afraid it will be difficult to prove the crimes of the Department of Immortals of Central College, and they will be hunted by the black museum endlessly. However, if a large number of survivors, especially the senior officials of the army and students, can escape safely, This matter must only be exposed. It will be more difficult for the black museum to chase and kill so many people, and may even give up the pursuit.

Luo Han has figured out in a blink of an eye that if he wants to escape smoothly, he can't escape alone. It's better to help most people escape, but this is almost an impossible task, and he has no choice for the time being.

In the sky, the broken soul front drawn is out of the control of the ice crystal and hovers under the moonlight with the broken soul circle. This arrow and a circle look like it was drawn with a brush. They are thin and weightless, but they give people a thick and extremely real feeling. Under the black sky, The clarity is eye-catching.

"Okay, Miss Lin, you can be an unjust soul in my pen!"

The broken soul front suddenly moved and flew to Lin Aixin. Lin Aixin, who had just used three ice and gold arrow trees and was cut off by the soul circle, was as if he had just had a serious illness. His face was pale and he had no time to react for a moment. The broken soul front had shot into her chest.

"Hey, good means! Unfortunately, you have just broken through the foundation period, and the power of this soul-breaking front is too small.

A child-like voice came from everyone's feet. A yellow light came out of the earth and blocked Lin Aixin's chest. The broken soul front hit the light and made a crisp ticking sound of a drop of water falling to the ground. It disappeared, and the light also showed its shape. It turned out to be a golden pebble.

I saw a seven- or eight-year-old fat boy wearing a red belly pocket coming out of the ground with a smile. Large pieces of soil fell off his body, but there was no dust on his skin. His skin was white and delicate, which made people couldn't help pinching it.

"Lord of the Local Spirit Hall!" Zhang Liusheng couldn't help screaming, and the smile on his face was full of joy.

Lin Aixin also breathed a sigh of relief, but there was no joy on her cold and gorgeous face. Instead, she looked at the boy's face with a little bad: "Tuling boy, why did you come so late?"