Floating Immortal Order Chapter 431: Hands-on

Except for Wuxiangjie, all parties are in a hurry!

Wuxiangjie was reminded earlier by Ning Zhiyi by Fu Wanxingjun because of the wrongness of Xuanyou Hall, and the Soul Devouring Worm had no chance to land and was smashed into flesh by the great array of ten thousand yuan.

However, no one in the other six realms knew where the weak points of space were. When everyone received the warning, and when thousands of miles passed by, both the Soul Eater and the Phantom were already standing on favorable terrain.

The area around Tiantu Mountain in the spiritual world, not to mention Baifuzong, even Baixiaoshan and Yunhua Xianzong have lost many sites.

If Tanghua Xingjun and Baixiaoshan County Boxingjun hadn't joined forces, they would have almost lost their lives there.

"...In the spirit world, it is already certain that the other party has at least seven tenth-order phantoms of the level of gods, and the same is true in Kunshan world, Shangtai world, etc."

Fu Wanxing-jun helped them. Now that the Kunshan world is in trouble, there are no realms of love and reason, so they have to send troops.

At the Wuxiang Alliance Conference, Zhiyang Xingjun looked at everyone, "Kongmen, Suiqing, what do you say?"

What can they say?

Kongmen and Suiqing looked at each other, "Since we want to help, it should be sooner rather than later."

It's too late, let the other party get a firm footing, but it's gone.

"Okay, we will be on the side of Wuxiangjie, and you will lead the team."

Zhiyang Xingjun has to return to guard the ten thousand yuan array, "Ten disciples will be selected from each sect, and the number of places will be determined by each sect."

……

At this time, Lu Lingxi and Liu Jiu'er were already on the banks of the Chishui River, hunting and killing twenty-one phantoms that had slipped through the net.

There is news about the Phantom and the Soul Devourer from the outside world, and they received a message from the sect half a month after the incident.

"Senior Brother Shang and the others are also besieging them, Senior Sister Lin, do you think we will meet?"

After the mission is completed, what everyone is doing now is to hunt and kill the phantoms that slipped through the net under the 10,000 yuan formation.

As long as the Wuxiangjie guards the great formation of ten thousand yuan and strictly controls the fish that slip through the net, the evil guests from the sky will not be able to turn the tide and cause them no trouble.

At this moment, Liu Jiu'er was very relaxed, "It seems that Immortal Realm doesn't bother us too much, come down..."

Before her voice fell, a firework for help suddenly exploded in the sky on the other side of Chishui River, and the word Taixiao hung high in the sky.

Anything new?

Lu Lingxi and Liu Jiu'er jumped up and flew over there.

……

"Are the people from the other side of the river coming?"

Following the customs of the countryside, giving up the body and turning into a human, E Sheng closed his eyes and asked the followers around him.

Everyone came down from the weak point of the Seven Realms, but only they... suffered heavy casualties.

Thinking of the news intercepted from the Terran, E Sheng felt a little unsympathetic.

He never entered the stream and became the leader of this piece. However, this leader is really pitiful. So far, only a hundred people have responded in the wind.

Unfortunately, the number of people who are only a hundred people is still rapidly decreasing, especially on the other side of Chishui. In the past few days, he has received screams from wind horns one after another.

In the Wan Wan Great Array, there are Star Transformation God, and there are middle and late Nascent Soul cultivators who are more powerful than him. He doesn't dare to touch them, but what are the cultivators on the other side of the river?

"If you come, remember, you will catch me alive as planned."

He wants to cut the monks over there into skeletons in front of the people, and in front of some people, and let them watch how they die.

Only when he has established a prestige in front of the tribe and the monks here, and Elder E Geng will establish a king in the future, he can be considered.

"Lord, here are two female nuns."

The nun?

"The movement of the fireworks didn't disturb the direction of the Wanyuan array, right?"

Esheng is confirmed for the last time.

"No."

Even in the form of an adult, it is a monkey-like Etun shaking his head, "Eji and I have used the method of shifting illusions. It is impossible to see the fireworks here at the Wanyuan Array."

"Then what are you still doing? Cooperate with Eji to act as planned."

How did Lu Lingxi and Liu Jiu'er know that there was an eighth-order phantom who wanted to attack them?

The rescue fireworks of Taixiao Palace appeared in Baisui Town on the shore of Chishui. This place has become a **** on earth. Not long after the killing was over, the whole Baisui Town was enveloped by a strong smell of blood, and the Taixuan who set off fireworks for help There are probably no survivors of the Xiaogong disciples.

Around them are eleven ghostly winds.

Although the news from the sect said that the Phantom also has the eighth rank or even the tenth rank of Huashen Xingjun, but Lu Lingxi and Liu Jiu'er have been cautious so far, not to mention the eighth rank that can be revealed, it is comparable The phantom that was a little more powerful one day has never been encountered again.

Since these eleven phantom wind groups are assembled together, there may be a powerful seventh-order.

"Senior sister, it's up to you."

One or eleven, as long as you enter the House of Flying Daggers, they are all the same.

Therefore, Liu Jiu'er is not worried at all. When he finishes saying this, he will step forward.

Lu Lingqi raised his hand and pulled it.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong here, it's just what they see, but for some reason, she just feels a little hairy.

"Are there still alive?"

When she asked this, she looked at one of the Taixiao Palace disciples whose chest was still slightly heaving, "Here..."

“Woooo~~~”

Just when Lu Lingxi was about to ask the question, a little boy covered in blood climbed out of the pile of dead people and ran towards them, "Fairy help!"

The boy who was about seven or eight years old was running and begging. When one of the wind groups spun toward him, Liu Jiu'er hurriedly shouted, "Senior sister..."

It was too late, it was fast, the ground had hidden a phantom wind at some point, and with just a spin, the boy was blowing towards them at a faster speed.

Seeing that the boy was about to fall, Liu Jiu'er hurriedly picked it up.

Lu Lingxi leaned out faster than her.

Boom!

What Eji didn't expect was that the female cultivator didn't pick him up, but instead gave him a hard kick.

Eji, who was incarnated as a little boy, smashed into the phantom wind that was spinning around him like a broken kite, and fell back seven or eight feet together.

"Senior sister?"

"You..."

Liu Jiu'er's shock and Eji's furious voice sounded almost simultaneously.

Seeing that the little boy was not only okay, but also angry at them, Liu Jiuer's face turned white all of a sudden when he thought of something.

Eighth-Order Phantom?

She swallowed hard.

Floating like a fairy, as if the harmless flower rain floated up from Lu Lingxi's side when Eji jumped up, trapping her and Liu Jiu'er in it.

"How did you see me wrong?"

Eji knew that he couldn't go on, so he simply stretched out his long tongue and rolled it on his face, licking all the blood stains clean, "Tell me the truth, I'll give you a treat."

Lu Lingxi calmly glanced at the eleven phantom winds that surrounded them, as if casually: "Because you are running too fast."

What kind of answer is this?

Eji's face sank, "It seems that you want to suffer more before you die?"

The strength of that kick made him uncomfortable.

The nun seems to have some skills.

"One more question, over there... how many people did you kill me?"

"How many tribes do you have?"

Uncle Zhixiu and the others were guarding the 10,000 yuan formation. However, under the dazzling white light that day, how many escaped fish escaped, or how many of these invisible winds endured being hit twice. They escaped, and none of them knew.

This is a rare opportunity. Now that he has encountered a talking eighth-order phantom, Lu Lingxi couldn't help but want to inquire.

"...Humph! Now I'll ask you first."

Eji didn't know how many clansmen fled there, "I don't want to die too ugly, just be honest."

"Say?"

Lu Lingxi knew that today was not good enough.

Fortunately, she has a lot of magic talismans given by the teachers, but she is not too worried about this one. She looked at the eleven phantoms surrounding her, and made sure that it would be difficult to cover them all at once, so she spoke again. Said: "Do you know who I am?"

Who?

A brief summary.

You think you're a fairy after you get some pretty petals?

"I knew it, you didn't."

Lu Lingxi actually hoped that the phantom who was following him would also come to surround her.

"My teacher, Suiqing, is Huashen Xingjun, I..."

Her elongated tone made the approaching phantom winds couldn't help but get closer. Lu Lingxi thought of them like this, so why would he hesitate?

Ding ding ding...

I didn't say anything, but Hua Yu suddenly covered the eleven phantoms several times over.

"Want to know how many I'll kill, then watch."

One yuan, yin and yang, three talents, four elephants... The ambush from all sides overlapped and twisted towards the eleven phantoms in an instant.

It doesn't feel right. Etun, who rushed over, saw the fire of the clan's sharp claws and those flowers and rain were shining, and he was anxious.

Call...

He blew like a hurricane.

During the hurricane, Etun's monkey-like face was stretched indefinitely, which looked frightening.

"Throw!"

Lu Lingxi raised his hand and gave Liu Jiu'er a talisman.

Ding...!

The sword was like a rainbow, but Liu Jiu'er didn't use Lu Lingxi's talisman, but took the life-saving talisman that her master gave her.

The two sides were too close together, and Etun's face was cut in half by Zhixiu's sword talisman.

E Sheng, who was robbed, hurried out.

However, just a few breaths later, the scene has been turned over by others.

The careless E Tun was cut in half, and when it fell with a 'smack' sound, blood was scattered all over the ground, and his body twitched slightly, but he couldn't close again.

If he is like this, how can the eleven phantoms be surrounded by ambush?

Lu Lingxi knew that the time was urgent, so Ben didn't follow them slowly. Under the ambush with all his strength, many of the phantoms' sharp claws were cut off and dropped.

Clap!

Clap clap clap...

One, two, three... Eleven, fell to the ground in front of the shocked Esheng and Eji.

"I don't know how you calculated it, but..." Lu Lingxi looked at the two extremely small shapeshifting phantoms, and said innocently, "However, you can come and count for yourself."

Count yourself in the past?

Esheng and Eji's bodies were dead on the spot.

The only shapeless phantom wind around them spun carefully, not daring to make a sound.

“…flower rain?”

The blue veins on the corners of E Sheng's eyebrows kept jumping, and it took a long time to find his own voice, "Are you Qiandao Zong Lin Xi?"

Huh?

Is she so famous?

Lu Lingxi raised an eyebrow, "You have done a lot of homework?"

Even her name is known, but they are still stuck on the information given by Immortal Realm.

"What? You know my name, but you don't dare to call me?"

Afraid to fight?

E Sheng's chest rose and fell several times, and when he beckoned, he sucked the Taixiao Palace disciple who could still move his chest. The slightly beating heart grabbed it out.

"Ah..."

The cultivator was woken up by pain, but it's okay not to wake up, this time...

"If you have the ability, don't take your teacher's amulet."

Eli pressed the heart into his mouth and swallowed it, "It tastes good!"

Clap!

The cultivator who lost his spiritual support opened his eyes wide and fell to the ground with his eyes closed.

"...ho! You're an eighth-order!"

Lu Lingxi gritted his teeth, "Don't you think it's funny if you want to tell me, the little cultivator of Pill Formation, don't use the master's amulet?"

Funny shit!

E Sheng only regretted that he didn't tell E Tunduo a word to guard against some of the cultivators' magic charms.

More angry, Eji, when searching for the souls of some monks in Taixiao Palace, didn't they already know that there is an invincible female cultivator of the same level in Wuxiangjie?

Everyone has used Huayu, how can they be so stupid to let their clansmen throw themselves into the net?

"Little girl, you killed my people and entered my land, don't say anything funny or not, do you think you can still leave?"

Can't go?

So far, only she and Jiu'er have come to help, which is really wrong.

The Wan Wan Great Array is far away from this time, but at the speed of the Nascent Soul cultivator, it is time to rush over.

Then...the previous SOS fireworks were problematic.

"I can't go, so you think you can take me down?"

Lu Lingqi shook the magic talisman in his hand, "You can try it!"

Try your mom!

Eji has not been transformed for a long time, and he cherishes the body that can perceive the deliciousness of blood. How can he dare to try those magic talismans that have already killed Etun?

"Try?"

E Sheng took another photo of a Taixiao Palace cultivator's body, turned his hands into sharp claws to dig out his still warm heart, pressed it to his mouth, and licked the blood back with his tongue while eating. How to try, how to try, the Lord will have the final say."

Liu Jiu'er's face couldn't help but turn paler.

Lu Lingxi certainly wasn't much better.

What is this general, eating people's hearts like this, in addition to their nature, there is an element of intimidation, right?

"So you are still the general?"

Lu Lingxi didn't shrink back and lie in ambush, picked up the spirit wine gourd on his waist, and poured a few sips into his mouth, suppressing the nausea and discomfort in his heart, "However, you don't take the Lord very well. Ah, including yourself, there are only three shrimps."

Esheng: "..."

There are no soldiers available, even ten clansmen can't get together~IndoMTL.com~ His position as the general leader automatically and consciously disappeared according to the rules.

"Hey, by the way, who is that, Eji? Didn't you just ask me, how many people did you kill?"

Lu Lingxi turned to Eji again, "Help me calculate, this time, how many people I killed, I can calculate how many people I killed in total."

Eji: "..."

His face was just like theirs, with some discoloration.

I heard that the human monks who have interests and interests can always match ten hundred of them.

"Don't dare to count? Or are you afraid?"

The one called General is not very easy to deal with.

Lu Lingxi simply turned his gaze to Eji, "You are an eighth-order phantom that can transform into shape, and I'm afraid that I will have a small conclusion. Do you think I should be proud?"

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