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"What's wrong? Tuanzi." Ling Xiao noticed Tuanzi's small movements and asked in his heart.

"Master, the aura on True Monarch Jiyue's body is very strange, but I can't tell what's strange about it."

Ling Xiao and Tuanzi were talking in their hearts, and Zhenjun Jiyue walked towards him.

He looked at Ling Xiao, and a soft look flashed across his cold eyes, "This is a greeting gift from my uncle."

Zhenjun Jiyue took out the swordsmanship classics that he had prepared a long time ago and gave them to Ling Xiao.

He has already learned from his senior brother Shuhua Zhenjun that Ling Xiao is the only personal disciple that his senior brother has accepted in the past hundred years.

As a master uncle, True Monarch Jiyue naturally had to make up for the meeting ceremony.

"I heard from your master that you practice the magic of swordsmanship. This swordsmanship book contains dozens of swordsmanships that I have acquired during my travels outside."

He told Ling Xiao to study well, and if he encountered any problems in cultivation, feel free to ask him.

Ling Xiao felt Zhenjun Jiyue's kind teachings, and he agreed a little more with this uncle who suddenly appeared. Ling Xiao solemnly took over the swordsmanship classics, and cupped his hands to thank Zhenjun Jiyue.

"Thank you, uncle."

After the meeting ceremony, the uncle, nephew and uncle who met for the first time eliminated the strangeness, and talked with each other in a word.

The rumored overseas scene is only recorded in a few words in the book, and Ling Xiao is particularly curious about what Master Jiyue has seen and heard overseas.

During the gathering of Zongmen Jindan disciples, Ling Xiao introduced the current situation of the sect to Zhenjun Jiyue. Zhenjun Jiyue also satisfied Ling Xiao's curiosity and told him a lot about overseas affairs.

Ling Xiao found out that although Uncle Jiyue seemed cold and not easy to get close to, he was actually very talkative and patient with the juniors.

Ling Xiao, as one of the influential figures in the Immortal Dao Sect, naturally attracted the attention of many sect disciples with his every move, and Zhenjun Jiyue who was talking to him undoubtedly entered everyone's sight.

True Monarch Jiyue has not returned to his sect for a hundred years. With his outstanding temperament and appearance, standing there is enough to attract everyone's attention. Adding Ling Xiao, it can be said to be a double beauty crit.

Many female cultivators couldn't help but cast their amazed eyes on the two of them. As the senior brother of Fuyou Mountain, Ling Xiao, needless to say, everyone was even more curious about the cold-tempered, long-standing white-robed man beside him.

Who is this person?

"I always feel familiar, as if I have seen it before."

Some memory fragments flashed in the minds of some older Golden Core cultivators, and soon, they dug out the identity of this person from the memory fragments.

"It's Jiyue Master!"

There is a low voice in the group of monks

Surprised.

"Who is Jiyue Master?"

Hearing this, some Jindan real people who are less than a hundred years old are curious.

"Reverend Jiyue is the younger brother of Zhenjun Shuhua. He has disappeared for a hundred years."

"No, it should be True Monarch Jiyue." A late Jindan cultivator said with a complicated expression.

He is half a Nascent Soul cultivator, but he still can't see the depth of Ye Jiyue's cultivation. He thinks that Ye Jiyue is already a Nascent Soul cultivator, but he doesn't know if it is a Nascent Soul junior high school or a late stage.

The return and appearance of Zhenjun Jiyue has aroused many discussions among monks.

Facing the sights from all directions, True Monarch Jiyue had a calm demeanor, like a lone and cold moon hanging in the night sky, unattainable.

The doubts in Tuanzi's heart were gradually dispelled. Although the aura of the Lonely Moon True Lord was very strange, when he talked with his master, his understanding of the Sky Realm and the Immortal Daomen were not as unfamiliar as the Raiders.

Tuanzi ruled out his danger.

At this time, two huge spirit ships descended from the sky.

On Zhaoyang Peak, more than a thousand Golden Core cultivators had also assembled. Ling Xiao and Uncle Jiyue stopped talking and led the disciples of Fuyou Mountain to board the spirit ship with the mark of Luoyan City.

All the dispatched Jin Danxiu soldiers were divided into two groups, and the two spirit ships galloped towards Luoyan City and Lingshui City.

According to the distance between the Immortal Gate and the two cities, even with the fastest speed of the spirit boat, it would take three hours.

On the two spirit ships, more than a few hundred Jindan disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect sat cross-legged, closed their eyes and rested their minds, preparing for the upcoming battle in their best condition.

No one is suspicious of this sudden advance of the animal horde.

Falling Flame City is adjacent to Lingshui City, facing the endless Falling Flame Mountains and the barren Lingshui Plain to the outside, and to the inside are the various cities under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Daomen, each city has a population of hundreds of thousands.

It can be said that Luoyan City and Lingshui City are like a strong line of defense, guarding more than ten cities under the jurisdiction of Xiandaomen.

Once these two cities are breached by monsters, the consequences will be disastrous.

When Ling Xiao and his Golden Core cultivators arrived at Luoyan City and Lingshui City, the Medicine Sect and Tianji Sect, which had good relations with the Immortal Dao Sect, also received this urgent news.

These two sects also dispatched some sect disciples to come for reinforcements.

However, because of the distance, the disciples of the two sects did not arrive at Luoyan City and Lingshui City so quickly.

The cold wind howled, and the flag belonging to the Immortal Daomen on the Luoyan City Tower fluttered in the wind.

The attacking group of monsters had just receded, and the outside of the city gate was devastated, with many monsters and monk corpses scattered around.

There was a pungent smell of blood in the air.

This was the first wave of beasts, and one-third of the monks in the guard team were lost.

Also, the aura of the Great Array of Protecting the City was also dimmed a lot. Ye Hui, the Lord of Luoyan City, frowned. Fortunately, the Zongmen's support would arrive soon.

However, before that, he must guard Luoyan City.

Ye Hui recruited people and ordered them to gather the monks and formation masters in the city to prepare for the second wave of beasts at any time.

A tense atmosphere permeated the Luoyan City.

In the city, the busiest tea houses, restaurants and Fengyue places in the past are now in depression.

In direct contrast to this are the major elixir shops, Lingqi Pavilion and other major shops.

These shops were crowded with monks who bought resources such as pills, spells, formation disks, and spiritual weapons. Everyone was fully prepared for this sudden and early beast horde.

In this bustling scene with such a booming business, the stewards must have been delighted in the past, but now that the beast tide is coming, everyone's heart is cast in a shadow.

The entire Flame Falling City has entered a state of preparation for battle.

The spirit boat landed, and the Jindan cultivators who hung the jade badges of the Immortal Gate at their waists got off the boat one after another and entered the Luoyan City.

Ye Hui, the city lord, immediately came forward with a happy face, and met Zhenjun Huaying and Zhenyue Jiyue who came to support Luoyan City with hundreds of Jindan disciples.

The situation was urgent, and the two sides abandoned the previous greetings. Ye Hui went straight to the point and reported the general situation of Luoyan City to the two True Monarchs.

"Actually, the scale of the first wave of beasts was not large. I thought it was just an advance troop to test the truth." Ye Hui said with a wry smile: "It's just that no one expected that this wave of beasts would be 20 years ahead of schedule, and the guards were killed. I was caught off guard, and the original protective formation was damaged in many places, but fortunately, the formation mages in the city repaired it in time, so it did not cause a catastrophe."

True Monarch Huaying gazed at the Luoyan Mountains opposite, as if his mouth was devouring people, hiding countless crises.

"According to the development of the previous wave of beasts, the scale of the second wave of beasts will be even larger."

Seeing Junior Brother Jiyue standing aside indifferently, without any intention of speaking, Master Huaying asked, "I don't know what suggestions Junior Brother has for this beast tide?"

True Monarch Jiyue said indifferently: "In addition to guarding Luoyan City, why the beast horde suddenly advances also needs to be clarified."

Master Huaying nodded in agreement.

But he also knew that it was not that simple to find out the truth.

It is necessary to go deep into the tiger's den and send monks to sneak into the Luoyan Mountains and the Lingshui Plain to investigate.

"Now the monsters are out in force, those high-level monsters are sitting in the rear, now

Not a good time to investigate. "

Ye Hui has guarded Luoyan City all the year round, and he is very familiar with the habits of monsters in Luoyan Mountain. He also agrees to send monks into Luoyan Mountain to investigate, but it is not the time yet.

If you send monks into the Falling Flame Mountains now, wouldn't you be throwing yourself into a trap and colliding with the assembled army of monsters?

With this in mind, the three temporarily put the matter aside and began to discuss how to defend the city.

After the discussion was over, Zhenjun Huaying signaled to the brothers of Gefeng to lead the juniors to guard each tower.

Ling Xiao and a group of Fuyou Mountain Sword Cultivator disciples guarded the North Tower.

It is a barren and desolate scenery, and the mountains and valleys are hidden in the clouds and mist.

The sky was getting darker, black clouds were rolling, the strong wind brought a strong stench, and the earth began to shake, as if thousands of troops were galloping.

Where the afterglow of the setting sun meets the horizon, there is a herd of monsters and beasts, getting closer and closer in the field of vision.

Flying in the sky, running on the ground, there are countless varieties of monsters.

The monks above the city tower looked condensed, and under the city gate, the monsters gathered strength in their limbs, leaned over and roared, it was the horn of battle.

The battle between the two sides is imminent!

"Prepare!"

With Ye Hui's order, all the monks jumped down from the city tower, or stood in the sky facing the flying monsters, or fell to the ground and were surrounded by a herd of beasts.

Dazzling rays of light shone from the city guard array, covering the entire Falling Flame City, and divided into two waves, the Immortal Daomen Golden Core disciples, who were easy to switch defenses, held spiritual weapons and stood outside the city wall to prevent the monsters from advancing.

On the north wall, the disciples of Fuyou Mountain held their natal spirit swords and rushed into the group of monsters led by Ling Xiao.

"Form formation, kill!" Ling Xiao shouted coldly, and formed a sword formation with his juniors, fighting fiercely with the overwhelming ferocious monsters.

One after another sword blades pierced through the air, shining fiercely and coldly in the crowd of monsters, invincible.

A large group of monsters fell down with a bang, and another group of monsters rushed over, and they went on and on, as if there was no end.

Outside the city wall of Luoyan, no matter it is a sword cultivator or a law cultivator, they all sacrificed their own natal spirit swords or natal spiritual weapons and the monster beasts that kept coming like a tide to kill them.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger. On the battlefield, monsters kept falling, and many monks or elixir were exhausted, or they were seriously injured.

These monks withdrew to Falling Flame City under the cover of their companions.

"Switch defenses!"

Ye Hui gave an order, and the monks who switched defenses in the second round sacrificed their spiritual weapons and charged into the beast horde.

The monk who was replaced healed his wounds and restored his aura to restore his aura.

Outside the city, the sound of fighting and killing resounded through the sky.

Monster beasts were chopped under the sword, blood spattered

all over.

The Sword Cultivator has strong fighting power, with Ling Xiao as the center, the disciples of Fuyou Mountain who fought bloody battles are surrounded by corpses of monsters, and they keep advancing to stop the monsters far away from the city wall.

This was Ling Xiao's first time experiencing a beast tide, and he and his juniors had already killed countless monsters.

Ling Xiao didn't use those gorgeous and lethal swordsmanship, but used the most basic sword moves, chopping, stabbing, swinging, picking... It seems simple, but combined with the sword formation formed by the juniors, this simple foundation The sword technique is deadly, and the murderous intent is full, constantly harvesting the lives of monsters.

Xiaolan was not idle either, it jumped out from Ling Xiao's wrist, shuttled through the tide of beasts, a pair of small fangs gave the surrounding monsters a bite from time to time.

The fangs sank into the flesh and blood, and immediately, the poison contained in its body poured into the monster's body.

Without Ling Xiao's action, Xiaolan poisoned a group of monsters, and even saved a few Fuyou Mountain sword cultivator disciples from the monsters' mouths.

"Eldest brother, your contract monster is too powerful!"

The rescued sword cultivator disciple of Fuyou Mountain couldn't help sighing.

This beautiful little bracelet-like thing is actually so powerful, it's really unbelievable.

Ling Xiao and You Rongyan twirled their wrists, and the Crimson Shadow Sword pierced through the air, taking away a large number of monsters.

The sky is getting late, the sunset glow gradually dissipates in the sky, and the last ray of light dims.

The beast tide receded gradually, leaving behind the corpses of monster beasts all over the place.

Ling Xiao and his juniors looked at each other, and found that they had become blood people.

He was seriously injured, his bones exposed in the blood dripping.

Everyone retreated to Falling Flame City, and the medical practitioners in the city immediately stepped forward and used the Rejuvenation Art for all the injured monks.

Ling Xiao sat cross-legged on the tower, and Xiao Lan rubbed his wrist, "hissing" spitting out snake letters to beg for food.

"Eldest brother, what kind of monster is Xiaolan?" Xiaolan's power should not be underestimated in this beast swarm. The juniors were very curious, and they leaned over to touch its beautiful and cold body.

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "Xiaolan is a Gu snake."

All kinds of poisons devour each other and fight each other, and the final winner is the winner.

The juniors didn't know much about it, so they asked tentatively, "Brother, can we touch it?"

"Of course." Ling Xiao touched Xiaolan's small head and said.

Xiaolan knew that they were the master's juniors, so she lay down lazily and let them look at and caress her.

Of course, if anyone touches it again and again, Little Blue's tail twitches unceremoniously and a white eye is thrown towards him to greet him.

"Xiao Lan is rolling her eyes at me?" A junior student was surprised, "It's too smart.

"

Snake monsters generally give people a cold and terrifying image, and few monks are willing to make a contract.

Xiaolan felt differently to them, her small and exquisite body looked so beautiful, and she was so cute while spitting out a snake letter and shaking her little head, which deeply poked the hearts of these straight male sword cultivators.

Everyone gathered around Ling Xiao, watching him feed Xiao Lan eagerly.

Xiaolan's rations are small black balls that Ling Xiao specially extracts the venom from the bodies of various highly poisonous monsters in the blessed land of the cave.

Seeing the juniors watching eagerly, Ling Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth, and simply asked them to feed Xiaolan.

On the other hand, he closed his eyes and practiced his exercises.

At nightfall, Ling Xiao recovered his aura and fully recovered, and the upstairs of Luoyan City was brightly lit.

The stars in the sky were dim, and the night wind was howling. Ling Xiao and a dozen other brothers from the same school patrolled the tower, guarding against sudden attacks by monsters.

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