Chapter 1134: Lingcheng...Destruction
The surface of the three-meter-high array pillar was covered with spider-web-like cracks, and the core runes were eaten away by some corrosive force and were incomplete.
What's even more strange is that there is a faint dark purple luster in the cracks.
She ran her fingers across the surface of the column, picked up some purple powder and gently twisted it.
"The secretions of the soul-eating insect..." This strange insect that feeds on spiritual energy has been extinct for thousands of years, but now it has appeared in Lingcheng. The methods of the Demon God Temple are becoming more and more difficult to deal with.
"How long will the repair take?" Luo Li asked.
Feng Chuan's face was solemn: "Elder Xuanqing and his men have already brought people to repair it, but it will take at least seven days, but the premise is -"
Before he could finish his words, a deafening explosion suddenly sounded in the distance.
The surrounding houses shook violently, and debris fell from the roofs.
"Report! The Lei clan and the Yun clan have breached the East City Gate!" A disciple rushed in with a serious expression. "They...they're bringing people from the Demon God Temple with them!"
A cold light flashed in Luo Li's eyes.
It is indeed the Demon Temple.
"Pass the order, have all the tribesmen retreat to the central altar!" Luo Li's spiritual energy surged, and the Xuan Yue hummed as it unsheathed. "The Law Enforcement Hall will immediately block all teleportation arrays. We must not let the people from the Demon God Temple take away any of the Spirit City's secret treasures!"
Just as Feng Chuan was about to respond, spider-web-like cracks suddenly appeared on the ground, and dozens of black shadows broke out of the ground.
The leading black-robed figure held a short staff inlaid with magic crystals, and a strange laugh came from under his mask: "Today is the day when Lingcheng will be destroyed!"
Before he finished speaking, the magic crystal on the staff head burst out with a dazzling purple light, and more than ten black-robed men turned into black mist and rushed straight to the core of the formation.
Luo Li jumped into the air on tiptoe, and the sword blade passed through the void, leaving a silver-white trail.
The sword energy was like frost, instantly tearing apart the three black shadows, but the remaining black mist strangely bypassed her and rushed straight towards the formation pillar.
"No! They want to completely destroy the center of the formation!" Feng Chuan shouted, and twelve golden lights flew out from his sleeves, forming chains in the air to try to stop them.
The black fog hit the chains, making a sharp scream. Two black shadows appeared in it - they were half-human, half-insect monsters, with compound eyes glowing purple, and sickle-shaped forelimbs slashing fiercely at the formation pillars.
"A monster formed from the fusion of a soul-devouring insect and a human body..." Luo Li's heart was shaken, and the power of chaos gathered in his palm. "Feng Chuan, take people to guard the other formation points and notify the other clans."
Explosions were heard one after another in the distance, and the entire Lingcheng was engulfed in flames.
Luo Li swept her spiritual sense over and saw Lei Zhen, the patriarch of the Lei clan, grinning grimly as he split open the door to the Lingcheng treasury.
Luo Li pointed her sword at Thunder, and the Xuan Yue Sword burst out with brilliant moonlight. A sharp sword energy broke through the air and went straight to Lei Zhen's back.
However, just as the sword energy was about to touch, a gray shadow flashed like a ghost and blocked the fatal blow for Lei Zhen.
"Why are you so angry?" The person who came was actually the third elder of the Yun family. He stroked his beard, a sinister glint in his eyes. With a flick of the jade fan in his hand, he neutralized Luo Li's attack. "Spirit City's resources have been unevenly distributed for a long time. The Lei family is simply seeking justice."
"Justice?" Luo Li sneered, her soul power surging. "Colluding with the Demon God Temple, destroying the city's protective formation, and slaughtering your own people, is this what you call justice? Elder Yun, if you don't surrender today, the Yun family will be doomed!"
Elder Yun San, however, showed no fear at all. He raised his head and laughed heartily: "Eternal damnation? How long do you think Lingcheng can hold out? The army of the Demon God Temple has already assembled outside the city. You so-called ancient clans are nothing but lambs to be slaughtered!"
As he spoke, he waved the jade fan in his hand, and countless silver needles shot out, each of which was glowing with a faint blue light, obviously poisoned.
Luo Li tapped her toes lightly, and dodged as lightly as a butterfly. The Xuan Yue sword in her hand danced with sword shadows all over the sky, shaking off all the silver needles.
At the same time, she separated a wisp of spiritual consciousness to explore the direction of the central altar.
I saw a flash of light there. Xuan Qing was leading his men to resist the attack of the Demon God Temple. The situation was still under control.
We just need to deal with the people here and the situation can be under control.
A cold light flashed in Luo Li's eyes, and she no longer held back.
"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Elder Yun San said arrogantly: "A mere lord..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw Luo Li across from him opening her lips lightly, "Qingqing, Jin, Xiaoliu, and Shiqi, take care of them."
"What?!"
He was horrified. How could she possess so many powerful contracted beasts?!
Before Elder Yun San finished speaking, four terrifying auras suddenly descended.
The ice-blue Bibo Spirit Shark stepped out of the air, and with a light sweep of its tail, the area within a hundred feet was instantly frozen;
Seventeen transformed into a giant black dragon and roared. When its wings spread out, a rain of fire poured down from the sky.
Xiaoliu's body suddenly grew in size, his huge mouth opened wide, and the space was distorted;
Seventeen turned into a dark shadow, and wherever he passed, the black-robed men fell down one after another, without even having time to scream.
"This is impossible!" Lei Zhen's face turned pale, and the lightning knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. "The Bibo Spirit Clan had already..."
His voice stopped abruptly - Seventeen's bone blade had pierced his chest.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Elder Yun San crushed the jade talisman in his hand and tried to escape, but Qingqing's tail smashed the space passage and froze him into an ice sculpture.
Luo Li looked at the subdued traitor without a trace of pity in her eyes.
She raised her hand and waved, and Qingqing immediately understood and threw Elder Yun San, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, to Luo Li's feet.
"Tell me, how many people came from the Demon God Temple this time? What is their purpose?" Luo Li asked in a cold voice, with a wisp of soul power condensed at her fingertips, ready to destroy the opponent's soul at any time.
Elder Yun San in the ice sculpture showed horror on his face, but he still gritted his teeth and remained silent.
"You won't tell me?" Luo Li's eyes turned cold, and her soul power instantly penetrated the ice sculpture. "Then don't blame me for being rude."
"Ah—" A shrill scream rang out from the ice sculpture, and Elder Yun San finally collapsed. "I'm telling you! I'm telling you! The Demon God Temple has sent three elders, a Dharma Protector, and nearly a thousand disciples this time. As for why they came, I really don't know! It's just that some time ago, someone from the Demon God Temple came to me and said they wanted to destroy Lingcheng..."
Just as he finished speaking, a strange black rune suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and his entire head exploded with a "bang"!
Luo Li quickly retreated, her face gloomy: "It's a demon species restriction..."
She suddenly looked up towards the outside of the city, and her spiritual sense sensed a powerful aura approaching.
"Seal the river!" Luo Li shouted sternly, "Immediately have all the tribesmen retreat to the secret passage!"
Feng Chuan understood the seriousness of the matter and immediately informed all the tribe members.
However, the aura approached too quickly, and in an instant, it descended over Lingcheng.
Luo Li looked up and saw a black shadow covering the sky and the sun, enveloping the entire Lingcheng.
It was a man in a dark gold robe, with a handsome yet evil face, and a blood-red vertical pupil on his forehead was slowly opening.
"Blood-Eyed Demon Lord!" Feng Chuan gritted his teeth, "Saint Lord level!"
The Blood-Eyed Demon Lord looked down at everyone from above, a cruel smile on his lips: "Spirit City, destroyed."
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