Seeing that more people were coming, Ling Qingzhu and Ling Xue couldn't resist Yin Zheng's resistance for a long time, so they retreated first.
However, compared to Ling Qingzhu, there was basically no consumption. As the main offensive force, Ling Xue was panting heavily, and the skin on her body showed a crimson color from excessive exercise.
"My subordinate is late, please make atonement for the second lady. As long as I, Lei Ming, are here, no one can harm the second lady at all." Lei Ming stared at Yin Zheng.
Although the Lei Wuhun restrained the Shadow Wuhun, the Shadow Wuhun was still recognized as a useless martial soul and was not used by Yin Zheng in battle yet.
Just now, Ling Qingzhu and Ling Xue shot at the same time, but both of them were easily blocked by Yin Zheng with his shadow martial spirit. This made him not dare to underestimate Yin Zheng.
"Guard Lei doesn't need to be polite, but Yimeng needs to be more kind to Guard Lei for saving him." Ke Yimeng nodded and said.
"thunder."
Lei Ming made the first move, planning to test it out first.
A bolt of lightning struck down, but as it approached Yin Zheng, it was completely swallowed up by the shadow.
Seeing this, Lei Ming quickly formed a complicated hand seal and shouted again: "Thunder falls from the sky."
This time Lei Ming directly used his most powerful attack method.
And Ling Qingzhu was not idle either. Taking this opportunity, he immediately cast an illusion spell on Ling Xue with his moon pupil, and passed on the cultivation method of the undefeated battle body to her.
The reason why Ling Xue spent so much money in a short period of time with all her strength was that her cultivation level was too low and her body could not bear the powerful power of the martial spirit.
Although the Invincible Battle Body cannot help Ling Xue improve her cultivation, it can improve her physical strength and recovery speed after injury.
Ling Qingzhu's movements were too fast, and Ling Xue was hit by the illusion before she had time to react. When she regained consciousness, she found that there was an additional cultivation method in her mind.
Ling Xue took a deep breath, and then said to Ling Qingzhu in a fearful tone: "I finally understand the meaning of Yin Zheng's words. Just looking at each other can capture the opponent's consciousness. No wonder he is so afraid of you.
Martial spirit."
"The Thunder Guards will be defeated soon." Ling Qingzhu looked at the battle situation and made a judgment.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Ming's nine powerful attacks were blocked and swallowed up by the shadow in front of Yin Zheng.
"There are many ghosts."
Following Yin Zheng's soft drink, the camp was illuminated red by the light of the bonfire. At the same time, ghost figures emerged from the shadows of the entire camp, harvesting the lives of the sleeping guards.
The conscious guards can only fight with the ghosts while waking up their companions who are still dreaming.
However, the sober guards stayed awake all night with Lei Ming. Compared to the entire caravan of 100 or 200 people, how many percent of them could they occupy?
Soon the entire camp was littered with corpses, most of which had been decapitated in their sleep by ghosts that emerged from their own shadows.
The entire camp was so large and there were so many shadows that Ling Qingzhu had no choice but to beat Yin Zheng to death if he wanted to save people. However, Yin Zheng gave up her vision to guard against her Moon Eye Illusion Technique.
There is no way to kill Yin Zheng with his strength.
What's more, Ling Qingzhu had no intention of saving the lives of these people who were not related to him.
Ling Qingzhu doesn't like to wantonly take other people's lives, but she doesn't like to go out of her way to save strangers either. She has long since passed the stage of dreaming of becoming a hero.
Two ghost figures emerged from the shadows at the feet of Lu Lian and Ke Yimeng, holding shadow daggers and trying to wipe away their pink and white necks.
Ke Yimeng's vitality surged around his body, and with his fourth-level cultivation in the Pulse Condensation Realm, he waved the ghost shadow and flew away, but at this time it was too late to save Lu Lian.
Even if he competed with Ling Xue and was defeated in one move, it was just a competition. He clearly knew that his life would not be in danger, and Ling Xue did not release any killing intent.
Lu Lian had never faced a life and death crisis like this before, especially when she saw the evil smile on the ghost's dark face, she was immediately frightened and fainted.
Fortunately, Ling Qingzhu had been paying attention to Ling Qingzhu and Lu Lian. At the critical moment, he arrived and used his sword to swat away the ghost shadow.
Ling Qingzhu didn't understand the extent to which Yin Zheng understood the shadow martial soul. The biggest characteristic of shadows is that they can cut continuously. This is also to prevent the possibility of ghost shadows splitting.
"Yimeng, don't worry about me, I will protect you." Ling Qingzhu hugged Lu Lian with one hand and said with the sword in his right hand.
The angry thunder roared, and the thunderbolts fell like heavenly punishment on the ghosts, but there were too many ghosts, and after being destroyed, they emerged from the shadows again, seemingly endless.
With Ling Qingzhu's protection, the ghost figures within two meters around him were killed as soon as they appeared. Ke Yimeng also took out the green long bow from the storage ring, bent the bow and shot the ghost figures with arrows.
Looking at the corpses of the guards she had spent day and night with in the past, all of whom died because of her, this made Ke Yimeng, a kind-hearted girl, feel hatred for people for the first time in her heart.
And the target of this hatred was one of the two old men she respected most until her death.
A green arrow shot out filled with hatred and pierced Yin Zheng's chest.
It was shot. This was something Ke Yimeng himself did not expect.
Ke Yimeng's eyes were red, and the pain in her heart made her clenched red lips bleed, but she didn't seem to notice it.
Ling Qingzhu understands this feeling very well, being betrayed by someone who repaid his trust.
"I don't want to die in an unclear way. Tell me, who is it that wants to kill me even if it means taking the life of an entire caravan? If I die now, can I let them go?"
Yin Zheng ignored the injury that was punctured in his chest. Instead he laughed and lectured hoarsely with a hint of reproach: "Why can't you grow up? Why are you still so childish and naive now? There is no need to ask.
, this is of course impossible, I can tell you with certainty that no one can leave alive today, because the person who really wants your life is that person!"
As if struck by lightning, Ke Yimeng asked in a trembling voice: "Who is it..."
There is no need to answer, Ke Yimeng actually already knows who it is.
"That's enough, Yin Zheng!"
This may be a script written by gods and demons, but when Ling Qingzhu arrives, this becomes reality for Ling Qingzhu.
Although Ling Qingzhu knew that this was inevitable for Ke Yimeng to transform and become self-reliant, she still didn't want to see her friend suffer.
Ling Qingzhu was actually able to change all this a year ago, but just like an eagle throwing its cubs off the edge of a cliff, she would have to leave sooner or later. She could not protect Ke Yimeng all the time, so she
If I had known what would happen today, I would still have chosen to sit back and watch.
"Ji Wushuang."
Yin Zheng still told Ke Yimeng this cruel answer, like thunder falling from the sky, which shocked Ke Yimeng to the point of losing his mind.