With Song Ren, the treasure-hunting ghost, several people successfully checked into the inn. They stayed in the inn for two days, and the civilians in the city had moved out of Longxing City one after another. The originally bustling city suddenly became deserted. Except for other people on the street,
Except for the Xuanshi who occasionally came out to patrol, there were no mortals who had no cultivation at all.
In response to Xuanmen's arrangements, Yi Qing went out twice in the past two days, both to strengthen the defense outside the city. Only then did he understand the difference between these so-called Xuanshi and monks. They seemed to be more inclined to practice talisman. In addition to using that
In addition to the insignificant peach wood sword, the most commonly used magic talismans were talismans. The so-called reinforcement of the defense outside the city was just affixing various low-level talismans to the outside of the city gate.
Yi Qing's mouth twitched as he looked at it, wondering if those so-called White Walkers were really large enough to attack the city. These low-level spells obviously couldn't stop them for even a quarter of an hour, but everyone looked serious.
Thinking of their cultivation, Yi Qing had no choice but to take advantage of others' unpreparedness and set up a mountain-protecting formation around the city gate.
I am becoming more and more curious about what those so-called White Walkers are?
Yiqing didn't wait long. The next night, he sensed something strange. Something was coming towards this direction, bringing with it the gloomy air in the sky. It was still a hundred miles away, but the temperature in the city dropped sharply.
.
"Immortal?" Song Ren looked at Yi Qing who suddenly stood up, and glanced at him with some confusion. He thought of something for a while, and suddenly opened his eyes, "Is it a strange ghost..."
"Yeah." Yi Qing nodded.
Song Ren looked panicked, turned around and walked towards Shen Ying's room, "Then I'll wake up Shen Xian."
"Come back!" Yi Qing, with quick eyes and quick hands, pulled the person back, "Master is asleep."
"Ah?" Song Ren was stunned, then what?
"If you wake her up now, Longxing City will really be unable to defend itself."
"..."
What does it mean?
(⊙_⊙)
Yiqing didn't mean to explain, so he picked him up and flew towards the outside of the city with his sword. As soon as he left the city, the yin energy in the air became stronger. From a distance, he could see a dark area ahead, even the moonlight was covered.
Live. The wind is blowing all around, and it is bitingly cold.
The Xuanshi patrolling the city did not seem to notice these changes. Yi Qing hit him with a burst of spiritual energy and sent a message: The White Walkers are already here!
The Xuanshi was stunned for a moment, looked around and found no one, but he turned around alertly and informed everyone.
Yiqing didn't care much, and flew directly with his sword in the direction where the Yin Qi gathered. Within half a moment, he heard various shrill ghost screams. Only then did Yiqing see clearly the appearance of the so-called alien ghost.
It was a dense black mist, even with a bit of demonic aura. I could clearly hear the shrill screams of ghosts, but I couldn't see the entity at all. Only one or two vague ghosts flashed through it.
Moreover, the scope of the black mist was so great that it even covered half of the forest. It was also extremely fast, and all the vegetation was withered wherever it passed.
Yi Qing was shocked by the scene in his eyes. It was as simple as...many ghosts glued together. Looking at it like this, it was more like one ghost than a group of ghosts.
He flew directly down, and a blocking formation was instantly formed. The black mist that was originally rushing towards Longxing City was blocked. The screams became more and more harsh.
Yi Qing took a step forward and let go of his spiritual sense to explore. Sure enough, there were a lot of souls gathered in the black mist, but the souls were extremely thin. Only one or two faint souls could be seen floating by, and there were even a few.
A similar one.
This is...the remnant soul!
He opened his eyes suddenly. In this black mist, all those gathered were remnant souls, not even half a complete soul!
What's going on?
It is said that the remnant souls are extremely fragile and will dissipate when encountering a little bit of fairy spirit. Moreover, they will only be affected by the main body. However, the remnant souls here are obviously not like that. They are obviously completely unconscious, but they gather in groups and have stronger attack power than
None of the evil ghosts are weak. And the number, at first glance, seems to be more than tens of thousands.
So many remnant souls gather on their own instead of returning to their original bodies?
unless……
They have no body at all!
But the remnant souls were unconscious, so why did they come here? He scanned the black mist carefully, and after a while he saw a different kind of aura in it, with a hint of hostility.
resentment!
They were influenced by the tendency of resentment, just like Song Ren who broke into the immortal world.
"Song..." He subconsciously looked back at Song Ren, who had never spoken, but found that a dark aura suddenly began to appear all over his body, and in less than a moment, it filled his body.
Violence surged into his frightened eyes, and his eyes were red.
Is he... affected by the resentment in the black mist?!
"Song Ren!" Yi Qing shouted loudly.
But he seemed not to hear it. The resentment on his body became more and more serious, and his expression became more and more sinister. "Kill! Kill!" He murmured, and the next moment he came out of the phantom body, and instantly changed again.
He returned to the world of immortals with so much resentment. He turned into a black mass and rushed directly towards the black mist of the remaining souls.
"Song Ren!" Yi Qing was so anxious that he formed a spiritual energy and flew out. He tied up Song Ren, who was completely swallowed up by resentment, and forcibly pulled him back. He cast four or five layers of sealing spells one after another.
Song Ren seemed to have completely lost his mind and began to attack the magic circle around him crazily. His already weak soul became even weaker.
Po Meng was not here, so his resentment could not be eliminated. Yiqing's face darkened, so he had to seal it back into the phantom body on the ground, and performed a few more spells to slowly suppress his resentment.
The Xuanshi in the city also rushed over at this time and saw the black fog filling the sky at a glance.
"The White Walkers are White Walkers! They are indeed here!" Everyone's faces turned pale.
"Exorcise the strange ghosts!" I don't know who shouted. The Xuanshi didn't look carefully at all. They raised their mahogany swords and rushed towards the opposite side. They were about to cross Yi Qingbu's blocking formation.
Law.
Yiqing's heart sank, "Don't go there!"
It was too late. The formation he had just set up could only isolate ghosts, but could not block living people. By the time he sealed Song Ren back to his phantom body, the people over there had already rushed in, and with a crisp sound, the transparent formation
Suddenly a gap appeared.
A large amount of black mist rushed out and rushed towards everyone. Before the people closest to them had time to take out the talismans, the blood and energy all over their bodies burst out of their bodies in an instant, and they turned into mummies in an instant, with all their vitality gone.
Yi Qing was so angry that he immediately wanted to imitate Father Niu and curse him, "Fuck!"
With a turn of his hand, a sword energy was about to strike through, when a chant suddenly came from the sky.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of pure spiritual energy swept over from behind, instantly dispelling the rich black energy and directly forcing the remaining souls back into the formation. A golden magic circle suddenly appeared in mid-air, with golden light.
Dasheng, formed a layer of translucent golden arc, directly shrouding the black mist below.
A Taoist in green clothes walked over from behind. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, holding a whisk in his hand, with a look of compassion and mercy on his face. He only took two or three steps, but he had already reached the crowd.
before.
Yiqing saw his cultivation in an instant and was slightly shocked, God Transformation Stage! There are actually monks in the God Transformation Stage in this small world. More importantly, there was a layer of rich and dazzling golden light lingering around him.
The figure is like a moving luminous body.
Chapter completed!