If I remember correctly, the descendants of the Nangong family should have been sealed in Fengdu, the ghost continent, by the great spell master invited by the emperor several years ago.
Even if there is a possibility of appearing here, the probability of Nangong Xun, who is rumored to be able to harm others, is much higher than that of Nangong Ling.
Unfortunately, before Tang Ling could think of the answer, his body reacted first.
Almost uncontrollably, she watched as her fingers clenched together into palms, flipped over, and pushed forward violently.
But just when his palms were about to touch each other, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and his vision immediately fell into a black that was as thick as ink and could not be dissolved.
"Watch out!"
"Get out of there!"
The voices of Fu Qingcheng and "Lin Ping" sounded almost at the same time, but Tang Ling's reaction was faster than them.
The moment she realized she was empty, she jumped away from where she was.
Before his feet even touched the ground, he saw two bright lights flashing past where he was just now. It must have been that "Li Xue" had made his move.
His vision was still dark.
The enemy is in the dark and I am in the light.
Tang Ling suppressed the doubts and tension in his heart, tensed his nerves, slowed down his breathing, and watched his surroundings vigilantly.
It was deathly quiet all around.
The other people also fell silent after warning her, and they must also be on guard.
What broke the silence was a thin, creepy laugh from a woman.
The laughter was so sharp and harsh that it hurt people's eardrums. After a moment, it suddenly became hysterical, mixed with the sound of a big breath like a bellows. For a moment, it didn't sound like laughter, but like a kind of extreme misery.
's cry.
The air seemed to be shaken and trembled by the sound. Tang Ling felt very uncomfortable, and even cold sweat broke out on his forehead. It was quite like the feeling of motion sickness in his previous life, and his head was in chaos.
The laughter stopped abruptly at this moment.
Instead, there is a mixture of men and women whose gender is indistinguishable.
"Tang Ling, so you are really...so powerful?"
Accompanying the sound was a familiar voice that suddenly sounded in the consciousness.
"Stay where you are and don't move."
These words were like the sound of a bell, making Tang Ling's mind instantly clear.
It's Song Nan's voice.
Tang Ling had just reacted when he heard an extremely sharp exclamation suddenly coming from the direction of the laughter, and then there were various luminous objects of different shapes mixed together, accompanied by the "clang" of swords, the rustling of clothes, and occasionally
Mixed with a few familiar shouts of casting spells...
Obviously someone has taken action, but I don’t know who is involved in the fight.
In stark contrast to the chaos over there, Tang Ling's side was in stark contrast.
Tang Ling once again deeply felt the gap between the auxiliary system and the combat system monks.
She didn't have time to discern the situation clearly. There had been an unknown number of rounds of fighting, and all kinds of brilliance were intersecting at extremely fast speeds. She could only rely on experience to identify which one was the brilliance of the sword and which was the brilliance of the spell.
The one who wields the sword must be Fu Qingcheng, and the one who uses magic must be Song Nan.
But because everyone's moves are too fast, complex, and messy, it's easy to get dazzled and dizzy after watching them for a while.
When you can't see clearly with your eyes, you have to explore with your heart.
Tang Ling closed his eyes and tried to use his spiritual sense to explore.
After the newcomer competition, Tang Ling has never failed to control his spiritual consciousness. After several years of practice, except for some unexpected situations, he can now freely control his spiritual consciousness with huge perception.
Tang Ling didn't know what it was like when others used their spiritual consciousness to perceive, but with her deliberate practice in the past two years, whenever she used her spiritual consciousness to detect, she could detect traces emerging from her sea of consciousness.
Wisps of white light lines.
These lines have become more numerous in recent years, and have changed from light to strong, gradually forming the shape of a tail.
This shape is particularly obvious today.
In the dark, a soft, fluorescent, slender tail swept beautifully and stretched out, instantly lighting up everything around it.
Tang Ling instantly saw clearly the appearance of the "battlefield" not far away, and couldn't help but take a breath of air.
Nangong Ling, who was wearing Li Xue's shell, obviously gave up her disguise.
Li Xueyuan's thin body had swelled before she knew it, and the muscles in her limbs bulged, bursting large areas of clothing, revealing skin with bulging blood vessels and veins.
Just like her body, her entire face also swelled several times, her facial features were ferocious, and her eyes appeared to be cracked.
The most terrifying thing was that the right arm suddenly began to lengthen like Luffy in One Piece, but then transformed into a spear made of flesh and bone.
What is very contradictory to this strange appearance is that Li Xue's back is as straight as a cypress, and his expression is as serious as a soldier about to go to the battlefield.
Tang Ling's whole body was numb.
Hey Hey hey……
If it was Xiao Hei who started the war, please come out quickly. Why did you offend him and end up hiding like a tortoise?
"Is this...a demon?"
Fu Qingcheng, who was closer, happened to dodge the spear wielded by "Li Xue" and asked after a moment of breath, "How could Li Xue become a demon?"
"It was just now!" Guo Rong's voice responded in time.
The sound came from behind.
Tang Ling turned her head subconsciously and saw Guo Rong behind her through her consciousness. Her eyes were also blank and confused, but due to Fu Qingcheng's question, a look of surprise appeared on her face as if she had thought of something.
"When I was in the Feitian Corridor just now, I rescued Li Xue when she was being chased by the mirage demon. Maybe it was at that time..."
Seeing her like this, Tang Ling felt somewhat comforted.
It seems that she is not the only one who is "waste"...
But immediately she no longer cared about comforting herself, and a painful groan came from behind her.
Tang Ling heard that it was Fu Qingcheng's voice and was about to join the battlefield. When his eyes glanced at one place, he suddenly froze.
Not far from Guo Rong, near the stone wall, there was a person standing.
He is very tall. He is wearing white washed green cloth clothes that clearly outline his well-proportioned muscle lines. His thick bangs cover his eyebrows, making it difficult to see his appearance.
Wei Zhiming.
Why did Wei Zhiming appear here?
No, why did Wei Zhiming suddenly appear here?
Before Tang Ling could figure out what was going on, he suddenly sensed something. His ears twitched, and almost as soon as the danger came, he jumped away extremely quickly. The speed was so fast that everyone could only catch a few afterimages.
Fu Qingcheng and "Lin Ping" obviously did not expect that "Li Xue" would suddenly change the battlefield. In Tang Ling's sight, the two men were coming towards them solemnly, raising their swords.
Everyone's movements almost only happened in the blink of an eye. Tang Ling ignored Wei Zhiming who suddenly appeared like a ghost. When he noticed that Guo Rong, who could not see clearly, was hurriedly offering his magic weapon, fearing that he would not be able to avoid it, he immediately flew over.
He grabbed his waist and took him away from where he was.
Most of the weapon refiners, both male and female, are very tall. Fortunately, Tang Ling has done a good job in physical training in the past few years. On the surface, he doesn't have a lot of flesh. In fact, he is full of real muscles under his clothes. He still has to take Guo Rong away.
It's more than enough.
But when she wanted to "take the opportunity" to take another weapon refiner away, she failed.
When Tang Jingming passed through Wei Zhiming's body, her brain shut down instantly.
Even after traveling through time, he still kept holding Guo Rong with one hand, while the other hand was empty.
Over there, Wei Zhiming also turned around in a daze, and met Tang Ling's gaze, who was looking back in disbelief.
Although he couldn't see clearly the expression under his bangs, Tang Ling felt inexplicably that Wei Zhiming was also confused at this time.
Both of them showed a question mark face with dog heads.