Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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"Tianzhu can't survive this war."

"Please Yasheng take action to stabilize the battle, but we can only come under the Tianzhu."

In Xiaotiandi, Luohe Town, Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing returned to the pharmacy and sat face to face in the backyard.

In front of them was the freshly brewed tea, steaming, but no one took a sip.

Even though they had seen the thrilling scene under the Tianzhu in the Valley of the Wraith in Xiaotiandi, the two of them didn't seem to be in such a hurry, they just sat silently facing each other, speaking softly from time to time, exchanging views with each other.

Their posture is more measured than ever.

Because the decision they will make may directly affect the outcome of this war.

Even going one step further, affecting the future of Canglan Continent.

"The four pillars of heaven... There is Xiao Luo in Weijing Ridge, Ran Jingqiu in Sky City, Wenlao can go to Wumingyuan." Gu Jing spoke slowly, sorting out his thoughts, "Ruokong's current state is unknown, if you give it to other sub-sages ..."

"Wild Soul Valley can only be you and me." Xiao Chongyan said calmly, "No one else can."

That was the little monk they grew up watching, only they would never hurt Ruokong under any circumstances.

Gu Jing nodded: "In the Valley of the Wild Soul, there are also Buddhist practitioners from Chengshuiyuan scattered everywhere. Their lives and deaths are unknown. Let Ye An and Xiao Qi come with them."

Xiao Chongyan directly refused without thinking: "Xiao Qi can't."

The courtyard was quiet for a while, and then Gu Jing's voice sounded softly, with hints of comfort and persuasion.

"He'll always know. Do you want him to hate you?"

Xiao Chongyan did not speak.

This time the silence was longer than before, as if the question asked by Gu Jing was more difficult for him to answer than the ghostly projection, the overturning of the Tianzhu, and Ruokong's safety.

Much harder.

"...he can't die."

The look in Xiao Chongyan's eyes struggled several times, and finally he spoke softly under Gu Jing's comforting and encouraging eyes.

"He won't die."

He received a very serious and solemn guarantee.

Gu Jing looked straight into his eyes, and said slowly and patiently: "Believe in yourself, okay?"

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After a long time, Xiao Chongyan nodded lightly: "...um."

He is willing to believe in Gu Jing.

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No one in the world would be unwilling to believe in the Master of the Galaxy Palace.

Therefore, when the two of them went up to the nine heavens against the wind and established the Heart Lake language to the sub-sages of the whole continent through Xiaotiandi in Luohe Town, everyone accepted their plan without hesitation.

"The projection of the ghost domain falls in the valley of ghosts."

When Gu Jing faced everyone except Xiao Chongyan, he was always straightforward and concise.

"I need you to take action to stabilize the battle situation, so that the rest of the battlefield can rush to the Valley of Wrath of Souls, and help me break the ghost domain projection."

"Except for Central Continent, each of the other battlefields needs one person to sit on the Tianzhu, and one person to look after the ground battlefield."

Xiao Chongyan continued to speak, and at the same time spoke with Zhu Yasheng separately in his heart, and explained the arrangements in more detail.

The changes on the four major battlefields only happened in an instant.

The winds and clouds in the nine heavens are changing, and the thunder is moving thousands of miles. The sub-sage's coercion can no longer be concealed, and it suddenly explodes, rushing towards the battlefield on the ground——

Yasheng, who has always only used Xiaotiandi to fight against the projection of the ghost domain to counteract the erosion of its ghost energy, finally made a move!

On the Central Continent battlefield, the green leaves that hang high in the sky and face off against the projection of the ghost domain expand outward again until they cover the sky and the sun.

The emerald green color quickly seeped out from between the leaves, and under the green leaves suddenly formed another green leaf, which crashed down to the battlefield below with an irresistible momentum——

Anyone touched by Qingye Xiaotiandi, no matter if they are ghosts or ghosts, will be crushed to pieces without a sound!

The master of Wangdao Peak in the green robe stood out of thin air, and the phantom of Faxiang, who was so tall and towering above the sky, raised his hand behind him, ruthlessly strangling these ghosts on the ground.

The practitioners on the Central Continent Battlefield followed closely behind, and they all launched an attack on the ghost army, breaking through the battle line like a bamboo, advancing all the way, and suddenly scattered the ghost army!

In just a short moment, the situation on the battlefield changed suddenly, and the Central Continent side immediately gained the upper hand!

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In the Donghuang Dynasty, over the battlefield of Weijingling, the clouds like red silk all over the sky suddenly dispersed, revealing the main owner of Tianxiang Tower lying lazily among the clouds.

Mo Xiang casually raised her head and glanced at the ghostly projection, paused her hand playing the piano, casually raised her head and drank all the fine wine, flung the wine jar down into the sky, and smashed it into pieces on the battlefield——

The next moment, there was an extremely intense sound of the piano falling like a storm, and it rang in everyone's ears like thunder!

I don't know when, the smell of wine floating on the battlefield became more and more intense.

The practitioners found that the speed of the ghost race had slowed down.

"Boom—"

There are more than a dozen high-level ghosts as tall as mountains waving their arms frantically in the battlefield, but their movements are getting slower and slower.

These behemoths once became the nightmare of the Donghuang battlefield, almost not afraid of any attack below the Void Realm, and ordinary practitioners are vulnerable to them.

But at this moment, those ghosts swayed here and there as if they couldn't find their balance, stomping the ground rumbling, but they no longer had the daunting killing power they used to.

A team of three or five practitioners can easily hunt down this high-level ghost that once posed a great threat to the battlefield.

The balance of the war is gradually tilting towards Don Huang!

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In the Wuming Abyss in the North, the Chishui River is full of corpses of ghosts and demons.

The blood dyed the Chishui River redder.

The Tianzhu was on the verge of collapsing and was on the verge of falling. The gap that was sealed by Qi Xiaoqi's sword intent was constantly expanding. Seeing that sword intent being continuously worn away, every moment might become the moment when the Tianzhu completely collapsed.

As time went by, more and more ghosts entered the Wuming Abyss from the gap between the Tianzhu.

Mo Qi stood far away in the nine heavens, looking at the battlefield below with no expression on his face, but he had no time to make a move.

He slanted on the façade with a gun with awe-inspiring killing intent, pointing directly at the blue sky, trying his best to resist the erosion of the North Land by the ghost domain projection.

The Wumingyuan battlefield in the Northland is the most dangerous battlefield, and also the battlefield with the highest death rate, but it is the battlefield with the fewest practitioners.

For thousands of years, all the demons have been risking their lives to fill this vacancy.

Mo Qi's face became more and more serious.

The clansmen in the Northland died one after another right in front of his eyes, but he was helpless.

One of the demon generals stationed below has died in battle, and the other has been seriously injured, but he is still blocking the Chishui River, and he is about to die under the impact of the ghosts——

"Snapped."

A soft sound fell on the bank of the Chishui River, and it also rang in Mo Qi's ear.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up by the Chishui River, and the demon was rolled up by a big sleeve when his life was hanging by a thread, and fell nine days in a blink of an eye, and fell at Mo Qi's feet!

But the strong wind on the riverside is still continuing, and the ghosts on the other side of the river are blocked by the hurricane, and it is difficult to break through for a while!

Mo Qi turned around suddenly, just in time to see the white-haired Wen Lao stepping out of the clouds, smiling, brushing his sleeves and slapping his cock, and took the position himself.

"Let me do it."

Wen Lao stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the ghost domain projection with a peaceful expression, and said.

"Xiao Xiaoyou asked me to tell you that Xu Shishi is fine, and you are fine too."

Mo Qi looked at the old man of the Spirit Race blankly, his eyes lit up because of Xiao Chongyan's praise, but he still didn't react.

"Hahaha, I understand Xiaoyou back then..." Wen Lao laughed loudly, shook his head and looked down, showing an encouraging smile, "Just do what you want, don't you understand?"

Mo Qi's eyes suddenly lit up.

He whistled lightly, raised the gun, and shouted loudly: "Cang Yan!"

"Roar!"

A roar full of violence suddenly sounded, and the temperature in Jiutian rose sharply, and a strange beast covered in flames appeared, raised its front hooves high, and roared at Mo Qi.

It was Mo Qi's mount, and it was also a rare high-level monster in the world.

Summoning Cang Yan proved that Mo Qi was really serious about the next battle.

"Cang Yan, let's go!"

Mo Qi just bid farewell to Old Wen in a hurry, and then jumped onto the back of his mount, one man and one beast simultaneously burst into the sky with violent killing intent, and dived towards the Chishui River at a high speed.

"Demon clan boy, come with me——"

Mo Qi shouted loudly, and the crimson magic pattern suddenly spread downward from the corner of his forehead, covering half of his handsome face, making him feel like a demon god descending, just to reap life!

The demon general, who was surrounded by crimson flames, grinned, his eyes ignited with an astonishing fighting spirit, he held up his gun, and shot straight into the army of ghosts like an arrow!

"kill!"

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In the square Tianzhu battlefield, only the spirits of the South Island remained calm.

Calm down but hides a deeper murderous intent.

The South Island Great Formation wraps the entire South Island of the Spirit Race, and is maintained by the continuous input of spiritual power from many spiritual practitioners. It can be said that the current South Island itself is a killing formation.

The spirit clan kills often silently.

Therefore, at the same time as the projection of the ghost domain fell, the fighting on the South Island had already begun.

The speed of the formation patterns under the feet is getting faster and faster, and the spiritual power is quickly drawn to make up for the consumption of the large formation.

Bai Luo's face turned pale.

Before rushing to the South Island, he had a conversation with Luo Qingqiu, so from the beginning, Bai Luo fully borne the consumption of the entire South Island formation, to preserve as much as possible the strength of their great practitioners for the Spirit Race.

He knew the war had only just begun.

"The four main battlefields can temporarily stabilize the situation, and the four pillars are also guarded by Yasheng." Chengshu, the young priest of the Lingzu, is on the side to protect Bailuo. Obviously the situation in the South Island is very good, but his expression is a bit dignified, " But in this way, the remaining small battlefields will lack high-end combat capabilities."

And it's dangerous.

No matter how small the battlefield, no matter how insignificant the defeat, may become the key to determine the final outcome of the war.

"What are you still worried about?" Bai Luo snorted disdainfully, and sneered at Cheng Shu's worry, "Since they're back, why does it matter?"

How could those two people fail to count this?

How could they allow mistakes to appear?

"Learn a bit, little priest." Bai Luo said lazily, "Maybe all of this place will be handed over to you in the future, so don't disgrace your teacher."

The young priest in sacrificial attire was slightly taken aback.

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"Wow-wow-wow-"

In the dense forest not far from Luohe Academy, a group of students were carefully avoiding wandering ghosts.

This team of school students is not of high level, they are all below the Void Realm. They were originally responsible for transporting supplies and delivering information to the seniors of Luohe Town who were fighting around Luohe, but they accidentally bumped into a small army of ghosts. .

Naturally invincible.

"The ghost aura is too strong here, and the messenger fireworks have failed."

"There are too many ghosts, we can't rush out."

"The realm of that team of ghosts is much higher than ours, and a head-on confrontation can't last a face-to-face."

"What should I do?"

There were low-pitched discussions in the temporarily established Heart Lake, but no one could give a way to escape from this place.

This dense forest is surrounded by ghosts inside and outside. They have been dealing with that team of ghosts in the dense forest for several days, and they are already exhausted and unable to sustain themselves.

"Now we can only hope that those ghosts can leave this place. If there are no ghosts here, we still have a chance to break through the blockade of ghosts."

And if they meet those ghosts head-on, the only thing waiting for them is death!

But all kinds of things in this world are often not as expected.

"Hiss—"

In the night, ghosts' shrill roars sounded, one after another, as if they were sending messages.

At the next moment, three figures of the ghost clan suddenly appeared on the originally empty forest path. Among them, the ghost clan standing in the front chuckled and spoke lazily with a playful attitude.

"Hehehehe...see what I found?"

"A group of children from the human race..."

Three pairs of blood-colored pupils looked towards the students of Luohe Academy, beating with the same excitement and murderous emotion.

"I heard that the young practitioners of the human race are the most suitable for nourishment...Which one of you is the best?"

"...It's the ghost race of Void Realm! All three!"

The school students who were blocked by the ghost clan suddenly tensed up, approached each other on guard, and looked in front of them vigilantly.

Desperation was unstoppable in their hearts.

"Three empties, we can't escape."

Everyone understands this, but——

"Instead of sitting and waiting to die, it is better to fight to the death!"

"It's not a loss to kill one, but it's a profit to kill two!"

"Fight them!"

Under the premise of knowing that there was no hope, everyone still held their weapons tightly.

They are not only students of Luohe Academy, but also practitioners of Canglan Continent!

Even if you lose, even if you want to die, you have to die in battle!

"Combine!"

I don't know who shouted softly, and dozens of students from the academy quickly formed a sword formation, and they drew their swords together in a tacit understanding——

A bright sword light shot towards the frontmost demons, going forward without hesitation!

The three demons showed disdain in front of them, and the one standing in the front sneered, and hummed softly, "Overestimating one's abilities."

The sword array formed by a group of sword cultivators who knew the constant state was full of flaws.

The demon didn't even look at it, but stretched out a hand, and greeted the sword light with extreme contempt, as if wanting to brush it away.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, he didn't expect that the sword light directly penetrated the demon's palm, and sank straight into the opponent's heart!

"what……"

"what!?"

Unbelievable voices came from the team of ghosts and Luohe Academy students at the same time.

The former knelt down on the ground, clutched his heart and struggled in pain, his breath gradually weakened, and finally stopped moving, and died completely; the latter looked at each other in disbelief, never expecting that they could kill a ghost in the Void Realm with a single sword family!

How can this be?

"clank--"

"It's the sound of the piano!"

At this time, someone shouted in surprise, and then the faint sound of Qingyuan piano drifted through the dense forest, easily suppressing the ghostly aura.

With the help of the sound of the zither, they could clearly feel that their fatigue was swept away, while the ghost race was subject to multiple restrictions, and naturally they could win extremely easily.

"It's Gu Jing!"

Finally someone came to his senses and shouted excitedly.

"This is Luo Xingchen from Xinghe Palace! Gu Jing is back!"

With the help of Gu Jing's piano sound, they were able to take the unexpected and turned defeat into victory, ushering in such an almost unimaginable victory!

The expressions of the students in the academy became brighter and brighter, and their hearts became more and more determined.

Because the appearance of this piano sound means that they are not only each other.

Someone watched them in Jiutian and guarded the way for them, so that they could charge and kill on the battlefield with peace of mind.

"Clank—clank, clank, clank!"

In the dense forest, the sound of the piano became more and more urgent and high-pitched, echoing in the night for a long time, igniting the fierce fighting spirit in the eyes of the students in the academy.

"Gu Jing is helping in Jiutian, how can we hold back?"

The students of the academy raised their swords and stood up again, forming a sword formation again, pointing directly at the two remaining ghost clans in the dense forest.

There was no hesitation or hesitation in their eyes.

The enemy is at present, and with the help of the sub-sage, naturally the only way is to raise the sword——

Go ahead!

"kill--!"

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