A Demon’s Path

Just when Longzhen wanted to continue filling the large formation with crystals, Ling Xiao's voice immediately appeared next to his ears: "Longzhen, stop now, don't fight this person for now!"

Long Zhen's face was flushed with unwillingness, and he coughed a few times: "If they don't continue, won't their army attack our Xihe City?"

"Don't worry, Dragon Formation. You can use these few days to properly arrange the formation map, formation eyes and formations. When necessary, you will still have a chance to compete with Ouyang Wushang!" Ling Xiao was very sure. Said towards the dragon formation.

Although he was very unwilling, Longzhen still accepted Ling Xiao's proposal: "Okay, I'll let you be proud for a few days first, we'll wait and see in a few days!"

The big formation was broken, and the spirits of the soul-spirit allied forces suddenly revived. Li Qingxuan took this opportunity to yell loudly: "Brothers, go! Take down Xihe City today!"

"Come on!"

Following the shouts of killing from one lang to the next, more than half a million soul-spirit allied forces rushed towards Xihe City like a tide.

The distance between them and Xihe City is only 80,000 meters. For them, it will not take long to reach the 80,000 meters without obstacles.

Sure enough, without the purple light curtain of the Nine Heavens Profound Handle Formation, these spirit masters worked hard, but within a few minutes, they were only more than 40,000 meters away from Xihe City.

Looking at the turbulent crowd, even the mercenaries in Xihe City, who were born and died, couldn't help turning pale with fright.

More than half a million people! Everyone can gather into a river just by urinating, let alone killing them?

They subconsciously looked at Ling Xiao, but they saw that Ling Xiao was still calm, without the slightest hint of fear.

"It's time." Ling Xiao murmured to himself, and then shouted loudly: "Tie Zhu, fire!"

"Yes, my lord!" Zou Tiezhu responded with a loud bang, and only one cannon shot out.

Those purple-level powerhouses who were blocking the cannonball in the air were about to intercept that cannonball, when they suddenly discovered in astonishment that the trajectory of this cannonball was extremely strange, and it was not aimed at the team of spirit masters at all.

The cannon smashed obliquely from the city wall to the ground below, blasting the entire area into mud.

The crushed soil flew high and high towards the front, like a giant wolf pounced towards the team of spirit masters.

If the cannon blasted past, these spirit masters might be afraid, but the cannon just drove the mud towards them, and to them, the impact of the mud was nothing at all.

Li Qingxuan immediately felt a strong ominous premonition in his heart. Based on his understanding of Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao would never do such a meaningless thing.

Sure enough, Li Qingxuan's ominous premonition soon came true.

After the broken soil and mud caused by Ling Xiao's shot fell, a large green-purple mist 30,000 meters ahead quickly rushed towards the team of spirit masters.

This large piece of green-purple mist exudes a drowsy sweetness, and immediately tens of thousands of soul masters who rushed to the front fell to the ground, their faces turned green, as if they had been painted. It's full of green leaf juice.

Li Qingxuan immediately felt that the souls of those soul masters who fell on the ground were flying out of their bodies quickly, and they didn't know where they were flying.

"Ah! They're dead!" The soul masters behind screamed again and again, and after that, they also quickly smelled a large amount of green-purple mist, and they all collapsed on the ground and died without a sound.

"Green Bamboo Duohun Incense! Hold your breath, everyone, and step back!" Dozens of purple-level powerhouses rushing forward turned into real "purple-level", their faces turned green and purple, and in a certain proficient After the purple-level powerhouse of the pill yelled, these hundreds of purple-level powerhouses retreated as fast as they could.

The spirit masters on the ground had already sensed that something was wrong, but many of them couldn't lift their legs at this moment, as if they had soft feet, and they fell limply on the ground one by one.

"Can't breathe in air, can't..." Although their consciousness was clear, their eyes gradually became blurred. The endless drowsiness made them unable to open their eyes, and they closed them unconsciously.

Those guys who were not deeply poisoned were about to retreat when three spar energy cannons resounded all over the world.

"Ah!" After losing the protection of those purple-level powerhouses, those people could only watch helplessly as the purple cannonball got closer and closer to them.

There was a loud bang, purple light and blood flashed in front of their eyes, and then they lost their final consciousness.

"Retreat!" Li Qingxuan broke his throat until he finally left Xihe City a distance of 100,000 meters. After counting the number of people, there were only 350,000 people left in the 500,000 army.

Li Qingxuan's face couldn't twitch even if he wanted to. Rao his strong heart couldn't accept such a heavy casualty.

He stared blankly at Xihe City slowly being surrounded by the purple-green mist and disappearing before his eyes, his mind went blank.

"It's too tragic..." Many survivors couldn't help secretly rejoicing that they were still alive. They all looked at Li Qingxuan with strange eyes, the meaning was already obvious.

"Could it be that if I kill all these people, I can't break into Xihe City?" Li Qingxuan finally came to his senses, and his firm heart finally wavered in response to the questioning eyes these people cast on him.

He knew that even if he really broke into Xihe City in the end, he would still be a sinner in front of all the soul master sects.

Because of his wrong command, most of the elites of the Divine Soul sect lost most of them. This kind of loss is not something that Li Qingxuan can take responsibility for.

Just when Li Qingxuan was about to give up completely, the soul stone of communication on his body suddenly lit up, and then, his numb face finally showed a strange expression: "Everyone stay where you are, the high priest will be here tomorrow!" Yes. The high priest said that the lord of the gods and souls rewarded him with a heavenly soul artifact, which can deal with Ling Xiao's slaughter god. The day when Xihe City will be destroyed is just around the corner."

At this time, no matter how many nice words Li Qingxuan said, it would not help. Facts have proved that Nangong Yuzhuo's words are correct, and his decision to let those children return to Diganmen is extremely wise.

Everyone despised Li Qingxuan extremely in their hearts. Although they really wanted to abandon Li Qingxuan and go away, because of the face of the Soul Tower, they finally stayed. They just waited for Yue Xianan's arrival to see if he could save some of the situation in this battle.

At this time, Ling Xiao was coming to the corpses of hundreds of thousands of spirit masters who had died, and desperately absorbed these souls with the tokens of gods and demons.

It wasn't until Ling Xiao couldn't feel the wandering soul anymore that he stretched his waist for a long time, shouted "Happy", and turned back to Xihe City.

Nangong Yuzhuo watched Ling Xiao's entire command, and was overwhelmed with admiration for Ling Xiao's scheduling arrangements: "Ling Xiao, I, Nangong Yuzhuo, rarely convince people, and you are one of the few."

Ling Xiao laughed and said, "Thank you, it won't be too late for you to praise me after I beat these guys off."

All the mercenaries in Xihe City seemed to be dreaming: The enemy just retreated like this? It seems, it seems... Most of them were killed or injured? !

Miracle, what a miracle!

They all embraced each other excitedly, celebrating such a magical moment they had witnessed.

"Long live Boss Ling Xiao!"

"Long live Xihe City!"

A loud shout spread far away, like Xihe City's declaration of war to the outside world...

On the third day of the daytime battle in Xihe City, it ended in a disastrous defeat for the Soul-Spirit Alliance.

"I really can't go on like this, or else, hundreds of us purple ranks join forces and flatten Xihe City together!" In the main tent at night, those purple rank powerhouses remembered that they retreated due to the poison during the day, and then Exposing the troops on the ground to the spar energy cannon, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

This is already the second time these purple-level powerhouses have abandoned the ground troops, no wonder the spirit masters of the ground troops don't trust them. When danger comes, don't they only care about themselves and escape faster than anyone else?

In order to save face, a purple-level powerhouse finally couldn't hold back and wanted to put all his eggs in one basket.

Li Qingxuan pondered for a long time, felt that this was his last chance, and could not help but make up his mind, saying: "Okay, you all go ahead and try. However, if the situation is not good, your own safety is the most important thing."

All the purple-level powerhouses couldn't help rolling their eyes: When did you, Li Qingxuan, become so concerned about us?

"By the way, do you have a way to get rid of the poisonous mist of the green basket killing incense?" Li Qingxuan asked suddenly: "This poison is really vicious."

An elder refining medicine from the Earth Immortal Sect snorted and said, "With the Soul Purification Pill I refined, you don't have to worry about any poison. If it wasn't for the fact that Ling Xiao, the devil, would use such a severe poison, I would Refining the Soul Purification Pill in advance, the loss will not be so heavy today."

"After the fact!" Li Qingxuan cursed the elder viciously in his heart, but he still wanted to rely on them to win the battle, so he bowed to the elder very politely and said: "Then I will thank you all."

Hoo hoo... strips of purple shadows took advantage of the darkness and disappeared before Li Qingxuan's eyes.

Shang Ziheng, who was resting in the tent, sensed the departure of these strong men, and was secretly shocked: They want to surprise Xihe City!

Shang Ziheng's men subconsciously took out the soul stone for contacting Ling Xiao, and just as he was about to contact Ling Xiao, he suddenly put down the soul stone again.

"Do you want to notify Uncle Thirteen?" Shang Ziheng was caught in a conflict between left and right, and it was difficult to make a decision.

Don't tell the thirteenth uncle, if he suddenly faces the surprise attack of these hundreds of purple ranks, he will most likely die, and he, Shang Ziheng, will feel guilty for the rest of his life.

But if he had informed the Thirteenth Martial Uncle, it would be these purple-level powerhouses who died.

Thinking of the hundreds of thousands of people who died during the day, Shang Ziheng's heart ached. Among those who died, there were also fellow disciples of his Haotian Sect.

Faced with the death of his fellow disciple, Shang Ziheng couldn't remain indifferent.

One side is the uncle, and the other side is the other classmates who may die because of this. How should Shang Ziheng choose?