In the magic circle duel, Fat Martial Arts originally had no chance to enter the magic circle and condense energy bodies.

But the pair of illusions created simultaneously by Li Xian attracted the attention of the ghost soldiers and Bayaer in the double tripod magic circle.

Originally, their realm was higher than that of Li Xian, and the illusion created by Li Xian was not easy to coax them.

But Li Xian reacted too quickly, and they all knew that Li Xian's insect ancestor was so vicious. Once Su Aochen was in the body of the insect ancestor, they would have to withdraw their troops for the sake of the safety of the Taoist lord.

If things don’t matter, they will be in chaos.

"The Lord of Tao——"

"A Chen!"

The half-ghosts in the Double Cauldron magic circle were stunned and were caught by Fat Wu to defend the formation eyes again.

Baya'er was stunned and Lin Wei caught her the opportunity and grabbed five and half finger-deep scratches on her shoulder. She screamed in pain and tears fell out.

Su Aochen himself easily got rid of the insect ancestor and rushed to the two illusions created by Li Xian. He slapped the two illusions like soap bubbles.

"Brother Li, good means!" Su Aochen said regretfully, "I won't be polite next."

Just now, it was the best opportunity to destroy the magic circle of the Tongmenghui in one fell swoop, but unfortunately I didn't use it.

"It's like you were very polite just now!" Li Xian said, sending Duolan directly into the Ghost King space, and then asked with his thoughts, "Duolan, are you okay?"

"Sorry, Li Xian, I really couldn't stand it." Duolan thought about the scene where the entire army almost lost, and was afraid after a while.

"You have done your best." Li Xian continued to say with his mind, "Da Ling'er, help Duolan treat it first."

Da Ling'er had a very good impression of Duolan. After listening to Li Xian's words, she immediately flew to Duolan with enthusiasm, pressed her little hand on Duolan's forehead, and instilled the medicine into her body, and said, "Oh my God, Duolan, you will also lose, this is too exaggerated. How could the enemy be so strong this time..."

Da Ling'er has the chance to speak, so she can't stop without interrupting.

Li Xian no longer looked inside the Ghost King Space and turned his eyes to the battlefield.

Although Pang Wu is at the early stage of level 8, he cannot compare with Duolan in terms of combat experience and reaction speed.

Therefore, the fat martial, who has a higher realm, guards the formation eye, and the combination magic array not only does not become stronger, but has weakened.

It seems that it still won't last long.

Li Xian thought about the next countermeasures.

If Fat Martial Arts is not good, the only ones who can defend the formation eyes of the Tongmenghui are now, Xiao Qian, Fang Ye, Qingzhi and those high-level members.

While Li Xian was thinking, he suddenly realized that his eyes were exploring him from afar.

When I looked up, it was Su Aochen.

"Brother Li, no matter whether it is a ghost or a half, or a thousand troops, they will suddenly appear or disappear suddenly in front of you. This is a bit strange." Su Aochen thought about it.

"Achen, I also found that there are many strange things on this bastard. We must fight quickly!" Bayaer said loudly while fighting Lin Wei.

"It's right!" Su Aochen looked at the double tripod magic circle first and said, "Next, use any means to break through the magic circle of the Tongmenghui in one breath!"

After saying that, he said to the ghost soldiers of the Jianmen who surrounded the entire Nanshan Mountain: "Do it! Destroy those minions first!"

"Li Xian, I'm fine, let me go out!" Duolan's injuries only recovered from seven or eight out of ten, and she shouted immediately.

Li Xian's thought moved, and the golden energy wave curled up Duolan and directly rolled her out.

He used the ghost-controlling technique again, and sixteen and a half-ghost bodies joined the battle.

The entire Nanshan Mountain suddenly became in chaos.

After all, this place is the territory of Tongmenghui. The heads of cities in Lingnan Road have been sending small groups of ghost soldiers to join in. Fang Ye's ghost soldiers gradually have more than 10,000.

However, the strength gap between the two sides is still huge, and the Tongmenghui still retreats step by step.

Lin Wei's current strength is almost equivalent to the peak level eight of a half-ghost.

She had a slight advantage in duel with Bayaer, but later several eight-level half-ghosts from Huaiyuandao joined in, and her situation became difficult.

Duolan and Fang Ye, with more than 10,000 ghost soldiers, fought against the Jianmendao ghost soldiers with less to many.

In fact, there is nothing ordinary ghost soldiers. The most important thing is that there are also a considerable number of high-level half-ghosts in the opponent's team.

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In the nameless cave in Nanshan, Ouyang Ting had fainted several times.

After losing it, she realized how important the role her father played in her life.

Ouyang Zhi has always been with Ouyang Ting. He originally wanted to accompany her and comfort her, but when he thought of the past events of getting along with his brother, he cried even more heartbroken than Ouyang Ting.

They squatted in the place where Ouyang Jing was tortured by the ancestor of Xuanmen, recalling the past heartbrokenly.

They were addicted to despair, and they all forgot the high altitude outside the cave, and there was a life-and-death fight.

Their numb hearing also turned a blind eye to the roars of nearly 200,000 ghost soldiers outside.

Suddenly, a group of swordsmen ghost soldiers rushed in from outside the cave entrance.

"Look, there are two half-ghosts from the Tongmenghui here!"

"Catch them!"

"Hey, if you two surrender, our Taoist Lord said that you can save your lives!"

"Surrender obediently!"

The group of half-ghosts, led by a ghost general at the level 6, directly surrounded Ouyang Ting and Ouyang Zhi.

"Damn it, pretend to be deaf and dumb, brothers, kill them for me!" The high-level half-ghost said, rushing towards Ouyang Ting directly.

When he approached his eyes, Ouyang Ting was stunned.

With a wave of her hand, the soul-devouring insect on her fingertips rushed into the half-ghost's body.

"Ahhhh..." Ouyang Ting, who was having nowhere to vent her anger, rushed forward and slashed his head with a palm.

Ouyang Zhi also subdued another guy with the Soul-Devouring Gu Zhe.

The rest were ordinary ghost soldiers. Seeing that the two leaders were subdued, they screamed and turned around and escaped.

"Haha, the Tongmenghui is about to be unable to withstand it. Brothers, work harder!"

"Listen, the ghost soldiers and generals of the Tongmenghui, your magic array will be broken soon! If you take the initiative to leave the magic array now, you can spare your life. Once your magic array is broken, you will have no chance to surrender. Then you will be killed without leaving anybody!"

Such a sound is coming from outside the cave.

When Ouyang Ting heard this, she screamed: "No, the Tongmenghui is going to be defeated!"

"Let's go out and help!" Ouyang Zhi also shouted.

The uncle and niece flew out of the cave directly.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Ouyang Ting suddenly covered her head and stood there in surprise.

"Tingting, what's wrong with you?" Ouyang Zhi looked at Ouyang Ting worriedly.

"Uncle Fourth, I, I suddenly felt that my brain was strange, as if my brain was divided into two parts, and the other part was waiting for me to control-" Ouyang Ting said incrediblely.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!