Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

Seeing the smile on Ling Chuxi's face, Huangfu qingjue, Yi Li, and the others also heaved a long sigh of relief. They had succeeded. They had finally succeeded! Soon, they would be able to repair the ancient formation and the entire human dimension would return to peace. Even Xia Yin Tianqi would not be able to do anything.

Outside the abyss, clan leader Ling and the rest also cheered.

"It's too early for you to be happy. " However, at this moment, everyone heard a contemptuous voice.

A sudden change occurred at the center of the array!

Countless illusionary figures dressed in gold or silver robes appeared around Ling Chuxi.

The temple priest! Ling Chuxi was shocked. She took a closer look and saw that these priests were all illusory. They were all remnant souls and their eyes were empty. It was obvious that they had lost their consciousness like the other priests.

Ling Chuxi's mind flashed. No wonder there were only five priests in the divine temple. It turned out that all the experts they had recruited over the years, except for a few who had suffered mental damage and became walking corpses under their control, had all been turned into remnant souls by them to guard the depths of the array.

The leading priest pointed his sword and led the group of remnant souls to attack Ling Chuxi.

Although they were only remnant souls, and their strength was far from when they were alive, they were all Masters of the Grandmaster realm when they were alive. At this time, hundreds of sword shadows spread out, and they still had a heaven-shaking power.

Streams of sword intent pierced into Ling Chuxi's mind like lightning.

Ling Chuxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If it was just sword intent, these remnant souls 'lifetime's worth of experience were the essence of the essence. They could help her comprehend the sword intent of the ancient strong practitioners that had been imprinted in the depths of her mind.

Moreover, as remnant souls, their own strength was limited. If it had been in the past, this would have been a rare opportunity for her, even more precious than he busi's living baby.

But now, she was at a critical moment in repairing the array, so she didn't have the time to comprehend sword essence.

However, this was not up to her to decide. Whether she was willing or not, the other party's spiritual sword Qi had already attacked.

Ling Chuxi could only remember the other party's sword intent in her mind and wait for the time in the future to verify and comprehend it. With one hand tightly pressing on the formation plate, he continued to channel in the heavenly Yin cold Qi while he pulled out the Luo Chen sword with his other hand.

Hong, the Luo Chen sword and the other's sword Qi fiercely collided, giving off a loud sound.

Ling Chuxi's body shook violently a few times and her face turned pale. At this moment, she could not even display half of her strength because she had to divert her attention to repair the ancient array. How could she resist the combined attack of these remnant souls?

Ling Chuxi's internal organs trembled. She took a deep breath and once again raised Luo Chen sword.

There was another loud sound. Ling Chuxi was like a weak sapling in the wind and rain, swaying.

The meridians that had not been completely healed were broken again, and blood stained her white shirt.

"Chuxi!" Yi Li cried out in pain.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me!" Ling Chuxi forced herself to swallow the blood that had rushed up to her throat.

She couldn't let Yi Li and the others worry. If they attacked in a hurry, all their efforts would be in vain.

Huangfu qingjue's brows were tightly knitted. He could tell that Ling Chuxi's situation was not very optimistic, but he also knew Ling Chuxi's intentions. At this time, only by tightly guarding the base of the formation and allowing the power of the five elements to return to the formation would it be the greatest help to her.

Ling Chuxi smiled and raised Luo Chen sword again.

As the sword Qi collided, she felt a massive force as heavy as a hammer striking her chest. Unable to suppress it any longer, she spurted a mouthful of blood.