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After Tang Linfeng helped Su Qingyun deal with the murderers who hunted and killed Ye Lin, he returned to Tiangong and continued to live a leisurely life while practicing and taking care of Liao Jin.

Helian Dan's soul-repairing exercises worked very well. After 60 years, Liao Jin finally stopped being lethargic all day long, and occasionally got out of bed, and he sat on a chair in the corridor with his support, admiring the auspicious clouds in the sky.Although he is still insane and his eyes are empty, Qin Lin Feng can't help but feel that Ah Jin's condition is getting better and better, and the time when he will wake up is just around the corner.

On this day, after taking Ah Jin to see Xiangyun, he helped him lie back on the bed, held his hand, and kissed it reluctantly on his lips, his eyes full of nostalgia.Suddenly, he sensed that Lord Su was calling him, and he only had time to put down Liao Jin's hand, and he was summoned out of the heavenly palace.

A chilling and pressing coercion hit the face, the strong smell of blood was pungent, the hissing roar and the monster's arrogant roar mixed together, accompanied by high-level spells like thunder and lightning, the whole ground shook violently.

Tang Linfeng had fought against the barbarians for thousands of years in the world of witch cultivators. Seeing this scene, he immediately reacted. He found Su Qingyun, flashed to him, and at the same time had a mask in his hand. Cover your face.

"Is there something important for Master Su to summon his subordinates?" He asked politely, turning a blind eye to those immortal cultivators who were fighting monsters.

Seeing Lin Feng, Su Qingyun said solemnly: "The situation is urgent, please lend me a helping hand."

Li Linfeng raised his hand in a bow: "It is imperative."

Su Qingyun put Ye Yan in a corner, set up a solid defensive formation around him, and joined the battle with Qi Linfeng.

Ye Yan, who was trapped in the defensive formation, stared at the cultivator who was following Mr. Su in surprise and bewilderment.

What happened just now?Why did Mr. Su's right palm emit a wisp of mist, a phantom scroll suddenly appeared in the air, and then a golden light rushed out, and the golden light turned into a monk wearing a silver-blue robe.This cultivator is handsome and flawless, elegant and pure, and there is a sacred and inviolable arrogance between his brows, which makes people daunting.

He seemed indifferent to the battles around him, took out the mask and put it on his face in a calm manner, and saluted Mr. Su respectfully.

Mr. Su only said one sentence, and he fought together without hesitation.Ye Yan couldn't leave the defensive formation, so he could only wait and see anxiously. He saw that the monk named "Lin Feng" had an extra book in his hand, and the book was automatically flipped through, shooting out twelve rays of light, each of which disappeared. Afterwards, a person appeared. Twelve men in black robes quickly drew their weapons and formed a well-trained square formation to protect "Lin Feng" and Mr. Su.

"Jingle Bell--"

The crisp bell sound was very clear in the chaotic battle, the beautiful melody was exciting, and Ye Yan's impatience slowly calmed down.He stared at the front without blinking, and saw the toes of the monk in the silver-blue robe hovering in mid-air. With a flick of the gold and silver sky ribbon in his hand, he danced in the air like a snake, as if a melodious song from ancient times, from He sang it out of his mouth, like the sound of heaven, and everyone who heard it was intoxicated.

The sorcerer's dance of blessing refilled the wounded immortal practitioners around them. They were shocked to find that the wounds on their bodies were gradually healing, and the exhausted immortal energy filled up again like a spring in a dry well.They regained their spirits, regained their combat power, and attacked the monsters bravely.

Su Qingyun shot at the same time, his fingers formed seals, and a totem was drawn by the rune formation. With him and the Wu Emperor as the center, a solid defensive formation was perfectly formed. The immortal cultivators in the melee were sheltered and turned their heads in shock. Looking at Su Qingyun, who is in control of the situation, and——

"Who is that? No, who are those?" Immortal Emperor Qinglin was extremely surprised when he saw the sudden addition of monks in silver and blue robes and twelve men in black robes.He remembered the thousands of people who entered the pagoda clearly. After all, they were all powerful and powerful figures in the Immortal Realm. How could they admit their mistakes if they had met each other for thousands of years?

"They? It's strange—" Immortal Jing Yu probed his consciousness, slightly surprised. "They are not immortal cultivators..."

If he guessed correctly, this cultivator with the appearance of a celestial being is a witch cultivator who can pray for blessings!

Sure enough, wherever the Tian Ling belt passed, the injured monks recovered as before, and joined the battle again alive and well.

Immortal Jing Yu looked at Su Qingyun, and saw that his rune formation was relentlessly snatching a safe place from the monsters. The situation was under his control again, and the monks who had lost their squareness gathered in the defensive formation. Reinvigorate and launch a counterattack.

"In the past." Immortal Jing Yu lifted Immortal Emperor Qinglin's collar and teleported into the defensive formation, the pressure dropped suddenly.

Seeing him, Su Qingyun raised his voice and said, "Xianzun, please assemble the team quickly."

Immortal Jing Yu understood and shouted, the sound was like a bell, the first team scattered around quickly gathered together, and the other teams followed suit, except for the monk who was dead and unable to move, everyone else returned to their respective teams. In the meantime, a cross formation centered on the fifth team was formed impressively.The three monsters chased and attacked, but were blocked by Su Qingyun's solid defensive formation.

"Please give it a go, don't panic, with the power of the Wu Emperor's blessing, your spiritual energy will continue to flow." Su Qingyun shouted loudly. "This demon is afraid of ice, and ice spells can break its defense. After breaking the defense, they will be vulnerable!"

"Witch Emperor? What Wu Emperor?" Someone was at a loss.

"Strange, is there such a person among the testers?" Someone was surprised.

"Who are those twelve men in black robes? Where did they come from?"

"Wait, this cultivator actually possesses the power of prayer. Could it be that he is...the legendary witch cultivator?"

"They are in the same group as the outsider. I saw it with my own eyes just now..." The man's voice dropped.

"What? You mean?" Surprised tone.

Immortal Jing Yu looked at the few whispering monks, and said, "Instead of guessing wildly, it's better to clean up the monsters first, and then it's not too late to ask."

Whether it is Su Qingyun or the witch cultivator, they are doing everything they can to help them. If they have time to question, they might as well kill the demons with all their strength.

The monster's attack was quick and fast, and Su Qingyun kept repairing the defensive array, but fortunately he had the blessing power of Qi Lin Feng, and the aura of the mysterious spirit was endless.

Among the immortal cultivators, ice spirit roots are rare, and among them, only Immortal Emperor Jinyi used ice spells. However, his techniques were a bit rusty and powerful, and he couldn't easily break through the monster's defense.

Immortal Emperor Qinglin looked up and couldn't help laughing. "Jin Yi has dual spiritual roots, but he majors in golden spiritual roots, but he doesn't know that ice spiritual roots are his main spiritual roots."

Immortal Jing Yu said: "There are many sword cultivators in the Taixu Immortal Sect, and Jin Yi is following the path of sword cultivating, so naturally he doesn't like Dharma cultivating."

"It's good now, but we people have to rely on his half-tone to save the situation." Immortal Emperor Qinglin laughed at himself.

"Don't be distracted, the monster on the left is about to break the defense." As soon as Immortal Jing Yu finished speaking, Immortal Emperor Jinyi shot countless ice arrows and stabbed at the monster. The monster howled, and countless blood holes were pierced on its body.

"It's now—" Immortal Jing Yu threw out a thunderbolt to attack first, and the others saw that the monster was broken, and rushed to be the first. In less than a moment, the monster was enveloped by brilliant magic, and it was too late to struggle, and it fell apart. , The soul flies away.

Immortal Emperor Jinyi panted slightly, the Frost Arrow had consumed all his immortal energy, and he couldn't slow down for a while, so he didn't like Dharma cultivation.

The silk-like veil of heavenly silk descended from the sky and circled around him, as if some holy light had fallen on his body. The Golden Winged Immortal Emperor was amazed, the dantian continuously surged with immortal energy, filling his limbs and bones.

He looked at the monk floating in the air dancing the Miaoman dance, and the twelve sorcerers lined up below, with deep eyes.After recovering his strength, he launched an attack on the third monster without delay.

This time, his use of ice spells was much more sophisticated than before. The unstoppable ice arrow broke through the monster's defense at the fastest speed, and the monster was instantly attacked by the emotional monk.

The fourth monster died faster, but after three times, Immortal Emperor Golden Wing's ice archery skill was perfected. As soon as the monster's defense disappeared, hundreds of immortal cultivators swarmed up, each of them came, and the monster returned to the west.

Finally, the four high-defense monsters were killed, and the stairs leading to the sixth floor appeared slowly. However, no one cheered, and the immortal cultivators silently looked at their companions lying in a pool of blood .

In this battle, more than 100 imaginary worlds fell.

The monsters not only destroyed their bodies, but also devoured their souls, leaving them powerless.

Once Lin Feng Tian Ling took it away, he fell slowly from the air, touched Lei Xin's shoulder with his toes, and then lightly jumped to the ground.

"Oh, where is this place? There are such disgusting monsters, uglier than barbarians." Hodge covered his nose and looked around.As the sorcerers of the Wu Emperor, they spend most of their time sleeping in the Soul Shaman Fairy Book. They are usually summoned to fight, and this time is no exception. When they first came out, they saw the raging monsters everywhere, so they knew the situation In danger, fight immediately.

However, this time, the Wu Emperor only used the power of praying for blessings, and they could just put up an auxiliary formation, which saved worry and effort.

Lei Xin touched the back of his head and said, "Put on the mask."

Hodge snorted, and found that all the sorcerers except him were wearing masks. With a click of his tongue, he took out the mask from the storage bag and put it on his face.

After Su Qingyun gave them a brief explanation, he said, "Since you've come out, follow me into the Tongtian Tower."

Qin Linfeng said: "It seems quite interesting."

Huo Qi patted his chest, and said proudly: "With our Highness here, the Tongtian Tower with hundreds of floors is no problem, and it is even easier to go to the Heavenly Court!"

His voice was loud, and when he roared, the immortal cultivators who were in mourning stared sharply, and all of them looked over.

Hundreds of unfriendly eyes made Hodge shrug his shoulders.

how?Did he say something wrong?

Lei Xin reached out and pulled him behind her, blocking those sharp knife-like eyes.

The tiger-striped masked monk snorted coldly: "What an arrogant boy, you have a serious tone! Who are you guys? Why did you appear in Tongtian Tower? You haven't really recruited it!"