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He looked at Jiangling tightly, knowing very well about Jiangling's affairs, and everyone knows that Jiangling has left for a long time.

"What happened to the Feixian Empire?"

Jiang Ling's eyebrows were wide and his face became solemn.

"The spiritual cultivator has been besieging the Feixian Empire for two years. Now he has launched a general attack. He may not be able to hold on anymore. You should go back quickly!"

He spoke very fast, and he could tell his anxiety.

"Thank you for the notice," Jiang Ling's heart beat faster and he didn't dare to waste time. "May I ask, who are you?"

"Qin Xu."

"Goodbye if you are destined to be."

“Be careful all the way.”

After saying goodbye to him, Jiangling hurriedly turned away with the Xuanwu army.

After Jiangling received the news, he didn't bother to talk more and was determined to return to the Feixian Empire.

There are so many spiritual cultivators born, and they must be divided into many internal forces, and they must have commanders of the Nirvana period. If they besieged the Feixian Empire, the Feixian Empire would be powerless to resist.

There are only a few Nirvana periods in the Feixian Empire, which is far from enough! It is no problem to stay in the short term, but Jiangling and the others have been away for a long time. Once there is an attack by a transcendent, it is difficult to support it. "Hurry up." The old turtle was also anxious.

"Or why we get rid of Xuanwu and take a step first."

The old turtle's meaning of asking Jiangling.

"No, we will go first, at most, block the Nirvana period, but what should we do if many grassroots monks do? Taking Xuanwu and others together is just right. We can also speed up their speed with Xuanwu."

Jiangling rejected Lao Turtle's proposal.

"Don't worry about Nirvana. I haven't taken action for a long time. I want to do it well and see how strong the spiritual practitioners are."

Dugu Tianxia chuckled.

"Well, don't keep it at that time." Jiang Ling nodded.

...

In the sphere of influence of the Feixian Empire, wars were raging, and the troops stationed in various places were defeated and retreated step by step, and the power belt was shrinking.

However, the heavy troops of the spiritual practitioners broke through the defense line of the Feixian Empire Guards and surrounded Feixian City.

"Can you stand it?"

On the wall of Feixian City, Zhong Yi stood and shouted nervously to the bottom.

"It will not be broken for the time being." A low voice came back.

"boom."

The overwhelming flames surrounded Feixian City and resisted the attacks of spiritual cultivators.

"Bang bang bang."

In the sea of ​​fire, countless soldiers were fighting with the spiritual practitioners.

"break!"

In the sky, the generals supported the sky with both hands and fought alone for three Nirvana periods.

"Change the formation, hurry up," Zhong Yi sat cross-legged over Feixian City, controlling the army. "This time I really can't stop it. I feel that Feixian Empire is going to be destroyed."

Yu Hongchang activated his energy and bombarded the spiritual practitioners in the sky.

"Don't talk nonsense." Yu Hongchang waved his arm lightly, and a large number of spiritual cultivators died.

"Swoosh swish swish..."

On the continuous city walls, a large group of men in armor bent their bows and shot arrows.

Faced with the attacks of gods and demons in the sky, their faces remained unchanged. They hooked their hands on the bowstrings, turning energy into various magical techniques, covering the sky and facing the spiritual cultivators, blocking them tightly from the outside.

"Arrow formation, soul-breaking."

In the air, a general was in the center to control all the archers.

With his order, a mysterious artistic conception surged from all the archers' bodies, shooting arrows.

"call."

The spiritual practitioners covered in clouds and mist quickly dimmed their eyes and fell from the air, and their souls were shattered by bows and arrows.

"If you can't stop it, retreat and don't force it. Keep the green mountains there, and don't be afraid of no firewood."

When Zhong Yi activated the battle formation to fight against the spiritual powerhouse, he saw the situation on the archer's side and couldn't help but remind him with concern.

"I know." The man suddenly pulled up the bowstring, and a phantom of the prehistoric world rose from behind him.

"Bang bang."

The surrounding space cannot withstand pressure and makes an overwhelming squeeze sound.

"spread!"

The general who led the spiritual army to deal with him was a young man. He humbled and let his subordinates disperse.

"boom."

The bowstring was released, strangely, no sound came out, but the prehistoric world behind him suddenly rushed out, and with a tremendous force, he hit the spiritual cultivator hard.

"break!"

The spiritual cultivator glared at his eyes, waved his hands wildly, and sang out a terrifying gale, colliding with the phantom of the prehistoric world.

"Peng."

Both sides were knocked back, and the archers on the city wall vomited blood and the defense line collapsed.

"Be careful!" Zhong Yi slapped out with a palm, and terrifying energy flew out from around him, shaking the three Nirvana periods that were besieging him, and then quickly controlled the formation during a while.

"Boom."

A terrifying energy rushed out, turned into a hundred, forming a circular formation, covering the archers, protecting them, and allowing them to fall safely into Feixian City.

As he was swaying, the energy outside the city skyrocketed and turned into an energy giant that reached the sky and the earth. He stretched out his arm and grabbed the spiritual generals in the sky.

"Let go!" Spiritual cultivator Jiang Ling was shocked and angry, and shouted softly, crazily urging his soul power to break free from the shackles.

"Peng."
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