Su Yi was meditating and practicing in the room while studying the black mist magical power.

Before I knew it, seven days had passed.

It was just getting dark that day. Leng Qingyue opened the door and said to Su Yi: "Master Su, today is the day when I will guard the city with you. According to the request of the head of Ximen, in the next three nights, we will patrol the entire Yue.

The capital of the country.”

Hearing this, Su Yi nodded, stood up, and walked out with Leng Qingyue.

Because the entire city was surrounded by ghostly mist, it was very cold outside, and snowflakes were actually falling.

Su Yi stepped on the flying sword and flew in the air. Shortly after flying out of the palace, he passed by a low and dilapidated house.

This area is the slum area of ​​the entire capital.

Some houses had damaged tiles, and a faint candlelight shone from inside.

At a glance, Su Yi saw a thin woman feeding half a bowl of porridge from the broken bowl into her child's mouth.

The child looked innocent, but the woman looked worried.

"Miss Leng, when you said that the head of Ximen was preparing to break out, did he tell you personally?"

Su Yi sighed and couldn't help but ask.

Leng Qingyue also saw the situation inside the house and knew that if the head of Ximen decided to abandon the city, all the people in the city would probably die.

"Once this world becomes a ghost world, hundreds of millions of living beings will suffer disaster, and not just the people of a city will die."

"As long as the Nascent Soul Stage monks in this world don't suffer too many losses, and they obey King Fu's orders and jointly resist the invasion of the ghost world, it is very possible that this world can really be saved by then."

Leng Qingyue said calmly.

When Su Yi heard this, he didn't say much.

He glanced down and found that he was flying over the wealthy area in an instant.

The buildings here are magnificent with carved beams and painted beams. In one of the open rooms, a rich man dressed in splendor and luxury, dressed as a young master, grabbed a maid who was bringing tea and water.

"Master! Don't, don't, I don't want to..."

"I'll just do it, just once."

...

The two of them just looked at the various situations in the world and slowly flew to the city wall.

When the guard saw the two of them, he said respectfully: "You two must be Fairy Leng and Master Su. I am Lin Fei, the chief instructor of the Royal Forest Army. If you have any orders, please feel free to send the younger ones."

Leng Qingyue waved her hands and said: "No, we are monks and we don't need any subordinates. Where are the other monks guarding the city? I have something to ask them."

Lin Fei cupped his hands and said, "The two monks guarding the city are resting on the tower. I will take you two there now."

At the moment, Lin Fei led Su Yi and Leng Qingyue along the stone steps to the high city wall.

Just as Yu Jian was flying in mid-air, Su Yi saw a dark area outside the city wall.

After standing on the city wall this time, Su Yi took a closer look and found that the darkness was not just the ghost mist.

Within the ghost mist, there are also a large number of expressionless skeleton soldiers.

Some of these skeleton soldiers were wearing armor and holding weapons in their hands, and some were even flying in the air, looking like they were quite advanced.

Looking into the distance again, Su Yi found hundreds of pairs of lantern-sized will-o'-wisps in the distance.

These will-o'-the-wisps are constantly fluttering, as if someone is holding a lantern floating in the air in the darkness.

Su Yi thought about it briefly and realized that those were the eyes of a ghost cultivator.

Behind those lantern-sized eyes, there must be a huge ghost cultivator.

"Some of the ghost cultivators below are soldiers who once guarded the city, some are monks who used to guard the city, and some are close friends of Lin. Unfortunately, they have all been assimilated by ghosts."

Lin Fei's tone was a little sad, but he immediately regained his iron blood as a soldier.

"When we meet again on the battlefield, Lin will not miss his old friendship."

The monks guarding the city are two male monks from Huang Maple Valley. They are both wearing the blue elder clothes of Huang Maple Valley. Their cultivation level is at the Golden Core stage.

The two men nodded slightly after seeing Su Yi and Leng Qingyue, and then handed them a formation the size of a chessboard.

"This is the formation disk that controls the city defense formation. It can control part of the power of the formation. If you encounter danger, you can activate the formation to destroy the enemy."

"But every time the formation plate is used, it consumes a lot of money. You two cannot use it easily unless it is a last resort."

"You two only need to provide support. There are a large number of Yellow Maple Valley monks guarding the city wall. If they send out a distress signal, the array will guide you there."

After the two explained the details of defending the city, they left in a hurry.

"I've prepared some drinks for you two to warm up. I hope you won't refuse." Lin Fei stepped forward and said slowly.

Su Yi and Leng Qingyue did not refuse. After drinking a glass of hot wine, they sat cross-legged on the futon like fat and thin monks before, motionless and closed their eyes to rest.

At midnight, a beam of light suddenly lit up on the array plate, and the beam of light shot toward the north gate.

The two flew non-stop to the north gate, and found that the pale golden circle that originally enveloped the entire capital suddenly had a gap of half a foot high.

Countless skeletons spewed out of this gap.

In the distance, lantern-sized will-o'-the-wisps were also drifting in this direction at extremely fast speeds.

"Two adults, we must destroy the enemy as soon as possible. We cannot let high-level ghost cultivators come over. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous."

A Huang Maple Valley monk who was struggling to resist shouted loudly when he saw Su Yi and Leng Qingyue coming to help.

Without saying a word, Leng Qingyue launched countless wind blades with her bare hands, cutting into pieces the several dog-like skeleton ghost cultivators that broke into the city.

Su Yi also reentered the chaos.

His biggest weapon at this time is the black mist magical power, which is very beneficial to him in close combat, but casting spells will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Su Yi raised the flying sword in his hand, raised the sword and chopped the heads of the skeleton dogs into pieces.

The moment dozens of skeleton dogs that broke into the city were wiped out.

Several more beast-like ghost cultivators, twice the size of the skeleton dog just now, took the opportunity to get in.

These beasts and ghost cultivators couldn't tell what kind of beasts they were, but they were as strong as calves, with red eyes, and their bones were covered with mold. They looked very scary.

Seeing the dozens of "ghost fire lanterns" floating closer and closer in the distance, Leng Qingyue clenched her silver teeth, kneaded with her bare hands, and released a huge wind blade, hoping to kill all these ghost cultivators.

Boom——

The wind blade that could have flattened a mountain peak struck these red-eyed ghost cultivators and made a muffled sound before disappearing without a trace.

The bodies of these red-eyed ghost cultivators are unexpectedly hard.

Leng Qingyue frowned slightly.

The ghost cultivator's body is known for its hardness and is difficult to be damaged by ordinary magic weapons. She had expected this.

But these four red-eyed ghost cultivators were only equivalent to the cultivation level of the human race in the late Foundation Establishment stage, and they were able to withstand the attack of her Golden Core cultivator, which surprised her.

Leng Qingyue quickly took out her petal-shaped magic weapon and prepared to use her trump card.

"Wait a minute, Miss Leng!"

Su Yi shouted softly, stopping Leng Qingyue.

Immediately, he took the initiative to step forward and bullied himself in front of the red-eyed ghosts.

The red-eyed ghost cultivators felt a thick black fog rushing toward them, and their instinctive violence was aroused. They raised their skulls and hit the black fog.

But as soon as the skull touched the black mist, it fell into a trance, and then stopped moving like a puppet.

Su Yi dodged several times and easily avoided the attacks of several red-eyed ghost cultivators.

At the same time, he used the black mist magical power to completely control the minds of those red-eyed ghost cultivators.

"Quickly, repair the formation and don't let high-level ghost cultivators come in!"

After controlling several red-eyed ghost cultivators, Su Yi shouted loudly.

Leng Qingyue did not hesitate, and after activating the formation disk, the formation was instantly repaired, and the original half-foot-sized hole was instantly repaired.

Soon enough, at the moment when the formation was repaired, a high-level ghost cultivator flew out of the formation.

Su Yi glanced at it.

What was found was a giant human face.

This human face has a flat face, no neck or torso, and the skin is dry and rough, like a centenarian.

This human face looked like someone had cut off the skin from a giant's face with a knife. There was no skull, only a layer of flesh. Although the face was expressionless, the eyes were still full of greed.

"Nascent Soul Stage Ghost King!"

After Su Yi saw the ghost face's cultivation clearly, he took a breath of cold air.
Chapter completed!