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Chapter 71 Decisive Battle (1)

"Who dares to destroy my good deeds? Qin Fei, you go to the City God Temple first, and I will activate the Soul-Graduation and Soul Refining Array, and then come to meet with you."

A roar that resounded through the sky came out from the government office in Jingxu City. Then a black escape light soared into the sky and flew towards the City God Temple in the city at a rapid speed.

"here we go!"

A cold iron token lingering inspiration was floating in front of Li Daoyuan. He stood in the silver-white light column outside the temple, looked at the black escape light coming from afar, and murmured to himself.

Lin Xinxi, Zhang Ping, Gu Ze Yuqi and others also stood outside the temple gate and were ready to fight, urging various magical weapons with sparkling lights to prepare for a fight.

"It's true that you monks are making trouble!"

Before the black spotted old man flew to the front of the temple, an angry voice came from the air. Then he spitted a black spirit bead, and turned his hand with one hand and a yellow copper bell appeared in his hand. The other hand slapped hard on the storage bag around his waist, and released five swords, flying forks and other common magic weapons, flying towards the silver-white light shield in advance.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

A silver-white light column suddenly flashed, and six bright spots as big as fists bounced all the magic weapons that were shot out.

Before the old man with black spots could move, Gu Ze suddenly shook a white array flag in his hand, and a gray-white mist immediately rolled out from the ground. In just one breath, the old man with black spots enveloped it.

"There is actually another formation here. When did you arrange two formations in total?"

The old man with black spots changed his expression. The array flags and compass for the arrangement of formations were generally much more precious than advanced magic weapons. He did not expect that there would be two sets of formation objects on these monks. The black light shields outside his body suddenly became a little brighter, protecting him inside with airtightness.

"Several brothers, when will I wait until I don't take action?"

Li Daoyuan shouted loudly when he saw this scene, and at the same time he reached out and pointed to the sky. Four "swish, swish, swish, swish" sounds came out, and four Aolong swords with spiritual light flowing out from the scabbard behind him. This time he was not going to leave another hand and released the body of the Aolong sword together.

When Zhang Ping saw the enemy coming, he didn't need Li Daoyuan's reminder. He immediately activated the two Wu flying axes that had been prepared before his birth and a red fire spirit bead, and flew towards the black spotted old man in the gray-white mist. Seeing him using the red spirit bead as an attacking magic weapon, he knew that he hated the evil cultivator Wumeng Mountain to the core.

Although Yu Qi, who stood beside several people, only controlled one magic weapon to fight the enemy, his white flying sword with sharp ends and hollowed out in the middle was the fastest among many magic weapons. A faint light mark passed through the air and pierced into the fog first.

Among Li Daoyuan and others, only Lin Xinxi and her natal spirit bird did not take action. The fierce Ao Long Sword, Ziwu Feiyue and other many magic weapons were chopped, chopped, or stabbed one after another, and all hit the shield outside the black spotted old man, trembling slightly, which he usually proud of.

"court death!"

The old man with black spots roared and shook the copper bell in his hand quickly. This time, no sound came out. He saw circles of black light waves spread rapidly from the surface of the copper bell toward the surroundings. Then he activated the power of soul thoughts, controlled several magic weapons that were shot backwards, and slashed in front of him again, and took out a large handful of yellow talismans from the storage bag. A flash of inspiration in his hand and threw all the talismans forward.

Suddenly, a few red fireballs, yellow boulders, black water bombs and other low-level spells were bombarded and bombarded the streets. The five magic weapons controlled by the old man in the black spot actually flew towards Li Daoyuan and others in the opposite way, and finally they all slashed on the houses on both sides.

"Qin Fei, what are you doing? Why don't you wake me up quickly!" A rolling black yin energy appeared outside the temple very strangely. A man in tiger skin hid in the lower body of the yin energy and shouted loudly at the black-spotted old man below.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time,"

Lin Xinxi's eyes flashed. Before she finished speaking, the golden snow sculpture on her shoulder made a harsh sound of birds singing. She flapped her wings and her head quickly turned into a huge bird like a house, stretching out two vigorous claws of broken gold and gravel, and grabbed the tiger-headed man in the yin energy.

"The monster dares to come and cause trouble for me again. It seems that I have completely forgotten the lesson I taught you last time. Let's leave your life behind this time."

The tiger-headed man shouted softly, and a long black banner that was about one meter long rose from the yin energy. The banner with blood-red ghost painting talismans on the surface was windless. A black light flashed, a green-faced fangs, and a bony ghost monster that was as thin as a physical body drilled out of the banner. He held a huge ghost-headed machete and slashed at the sharp claws of the golden snow sculpture. A white storm suddenly burst out from both sides of the swinging giant blade.

There was a loud "rumbling" sound,

A white explosion swept across the surroundings from the huge machete and the vigorous and powerful claws.

"The main soul in my soul-summoning banner has been trained. Let's see how you can do to me," the tiger-headed man snorted coldly, and the black yin energy spreading under him immediately rolled up. Hundreds of weak ghosts, scattering their teeth and claws, rushed to fly away from the yin energy, making waves of ghosts crying and howling, and they bit on the silver-white light shield.

Lin Xinxi stepped on a white cloud and rose into the air and came to the opposite side of the tiger-headed man. He looked directly at the other party without saying a word, but suddenly a dazzling sword light flashed from his body. After just one breath, three hundred and sixty white sword energy, the length of fingers, flew out from her body, and in the air, all of them pierced the ghost on the silver-white light shield.

But these ghosts seemed to have an immortal body. Although their bodies were easily penetrated by white golden light, they still lay on the light cover without fear and bite them.

It was not the first time that Lin Xinxi had dealt with these ghosts that had almost no physical properties. The target of her attack was the tiger-headed man behind the ghost. The white sword light passing through the ghost's body continued to shoot forward, and the light shone brightly in the air, forming a seven-foot-long and one-finger-wide white sword, and stabbed the tiger-headed man without any sound.

The sword technique she used at this moment was actually somewhat similar to the great magical power of sword energy turning into silk.
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