"Could it be that the Immortal Sword of the Wu Palace, Youmi!"

In an instant, countless resentful spirits poured out of the various rooms in the city lord's palace and flooded the monks.

The number of resentful spirits is endless as when night falls, but their strength is vastly different. Each resentful spirit has an aura equivalent to that of a soul monk.

A melee is about to break out,

The resentful spirit appeared, Ling Xue and the white-faced ghost fought together, and the fight between Ling Qingzhu and Ling Yunzi naturally stopped.

In this wave of resentful spirits, although the members of Team 81 were not inferior to those of the Qianlong monks, and their performance was eye-catching, they would inevitably suffer casualties.

After all, Team 81 was Ling Xue's team. Ling Qingzhu was paying attention to Ling Xue's battle situation, controlling two flying swords to kill the resentful spirits around them, and taking care of them as much as possible.

However, the fight between Ling Xue and the White-faced Ghost was evenly matched one moment, but took a turn for the worse the next moment.

I saw Ling Xue slashing the white-faced ghost on the white-faced ghost's body due to lack of blood in his hand, and the white-faced ghost's figure instantly dissipated like an illusion.

"Watch your back!"

Ling Qingzhu's reminder was too late. The white-faced ghost appeared behind Ling Xue and instantly penetrated the sleeve of Ling Xue's back with a long knife, causing blood to splash everywhere.

"Ling Xi."

At the same time, a shout rang out, and Xiang Feiying, who was still fighting with the resentful spirit in the 81st detachment, instantly turned into a flying eagle and galloped towards Ling Xue.

"cut."

But how could Xiang Feiying's speed be as fast as the flying sword? In an instant, Ling Qingzhu controlled the flying sword to reach the top of the white-faced ghost's head.

"It's a pity that I don't know how to show mercy to you, so you can be a sacrifice." The white-faced ghost was still grinning cruelly, but he found that the long knife could no longer move forward. A pair of ink-colored tattoos on Ling Xue's back was blocking her with a faint light.

The long knife stabbed in.

However, the white-faced ghost didn't have time to delve deeper. Ling Qingzhu's flying sword was coming in an instant, and he could only draw his sword to dodge and block.

In terms of lethality, Ling Qingzhu's flying sword at this time was not as good as the lack of blood in Ling Xue's hands, but the white-faced ghost couldn't ignore it.

Moreover, even if the flying sword is knocked away, it can adjust and start the attack again in an instant. The white-faced ghost cannot attack Ling Qingzhu who is controlling the flying sword, so it is more than enough to contain him.

"It seems that we need to show stronger strength." Ling Qingzhu thought to himself.

Immediately, Ling Qingzhu took out a red pill from the storage ring and drank it in front of others. Her aura was also improved by several levels.

"Thousands of swords come to the world!"

The veins on Ling Qingzhu's beautiful face bulged faintly, several magic seals were formed in his hands, and thousands of vitality swords instantly appeared in the air to join the siege of the white-faced ghost.

As expected, the white-faced ghost was suppressed. Even if he used the same method as against Ling Xue, Ling Qingzhu could immediately control the flying sword to arrive.

While Ling Xue controlled the flying sword to attack the white-faced ghost, she rushed to the injured Ling Xue's side.

After checking the injury on Ling Xue's back through the clothes that were pierced by the long knife, he said: "Fortunately, the injury is not serious. Xiaoxue, just take a good rest first, and then let me vent your anger."

"Crack, click, click!"

As he finished speaking, a burst of noise suddenly appeared, affecting everyone's nerves.

Looking for the sound, I saw that the four stone statues of resentful spirits guarding the altar actually cracked, and screams came from the mouths of the stone statues.

At the same time, the auras on the four resentful stone statues soared rapidly, and in an instant they crossed the Pulse Condensation Realm, the Yuan Gathering Realm, and reached the God Refining Realm.

If the four vengeful spirits who are comparable to the free monks join the battlefield, it won't take long to slaughter all the monks who are fighting against the vengeful spirits.

These are the future of the next generation of Tianyun Kingdom. As a free monk of Tianyun Kingdom, how can Ling Yunzi watch them suffer here and cause the Tianyun Kingdom's power to break down.

So Ling Yunzi immediately gave an order to the three purple-robed core disciples of the Martial Palace: "Sikong He, Qiu Pengpo, and Duan Zhixing, the three of you quickly help them stop those guardian stone statues!"

Until this time, Ling Yunzi still did not give up looking for an opportunity to kill Ling Xue. In his opinion, even if Ling Xue was not now, he would definitely become a monster in the future that would bring disaster to the entire land of China.

"Yes, Uncle Ling!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The three purple-robed core disciples of the martial arts palace all respectfully responded.

However, just as they were preparing to leave, a dark cage suddenly appeared and enveloped the three of them.

"Sect Master Ling, we meet again."

A group of people walked out of the shadows, and the middle-aged man at the head said to Ling Yunzi with a sneer.

"The leader of the Blood Soul Hall of the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect, Guang Yuntian!"

Next to the middle-aged man is a man wearing a pure white robe, with clear features and a somewhat soft appearance.

The sect of the Heavenly Sect is walking and Mo Jiuge sings.

Bai Gu and Zhao Wuji also recognized each other, and it was obvious that they had had an affair before.

The next moment, Mo Jiuge's words directly confirmed this point.

In the meantime, Mo Jiuge bowed slightly to the middle-aged man and said: "Master, this person is the monk with the body of resentment that I told you."

Upon hearing this, Guang Yuntian first looked at Xue Lei, and then turned his eyes to Ling Xue, who was wearing a rose dress behind Ling Qingzhu.

Whether it was the demonic aura swirling around Lingxue's body or the bright yellow vertical demonic pupils, he was surprised and excited at this moment.

"It is indeed the body of resentment, but no matter how good the body of resentment is, it cannot be as perfect as the blood of the ancient demon. I did not expect that the ancient demon in the legend actually exists, and it is still a half-demon that has not yet awakened. The core of the blood sacrifice this time is very...

She is the perfect one!"

After Guang Yuntian and his group of monks from the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect appeared, the white-faced ghost also gave up approaching Ling Qingzhu and retreated behind the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect monks.

If Ling Qingzhu continues to control the flying sword to pursue, it will inevitably involve the monks of the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect into the battle.

Although sooner or later they would have to fight against demonic cultivators like the Tianji Sect, they were obviously enemies of Tianyun Martial House, and Ling Qingzhu did not want Ling Yunzi to continue to sit firmly on Diaoyutai.

Unable to attack the white-faced ghost directly, Ling Qingzhu did not stop, and instead controlled two flying swords and a thousand air swords to stop four stone statues of the spirit of the God Refining Realm.

But even so, these monks who participated in the trial could not avoid sacrifice.

It has been more than half a month since they entered Wuwang City. They only knew how to kill the resentful spirits to improve their cultivation but did not refine the resentment. Many monks were turned into resentful spirits by the resentment that continued to grow in their bodies while fighting with the resentful spirits.

Now the monks not only have to face the resentful spirits, but they also have to be on guard at all times to see if the monks fighting alongside them will turn into resentful spirits at the next moment.

The one who performed most brilliantly was Ling Xue's 81st Squadron. They were also harvesting the vengeful spirits, but they became stronger as they fought. Except for being killed by the vengeful spirits, none of them turned into vengeful spirits.
Chapter completed!