The Pope was a mouthful of old blood, and this loss was in vain. He gritted his teeth and actually started to recite strange prayers. Qi Linger just stopped and looked at it. Could it be that this old man could really make a birdman?

?

The result was a little embarrassing. Birdman appeared, but the other person was a cute little girl. Ling'er touched her chin and studied it carefully. No matter how you look at it, she is weaker than the Pope.

Ling'er reminded: "Well, old man, she is weaker than you. Are you sacrificing her?"

The angel was immediately dissatisfied: "Presumptuous."

Ling'er sucked her hand into a claw, and the angel was already in her hand. Ling'er said calmly: "Anyway, I just want a body to refine weapons and search for souls."

Soon all the memories of this angel appeared in Ling'er's consciousness. The angels were born in faith and have similarities with Eastern Buddhism.

The problem is that they are considered to be alien creatures, and after a long period of time, they have reached a balance with the local monks. Now they are planning to capture the planet of cultivation. The Fengling world is officially their latest target, and these Ling'er can't do it anymore.

She immediately tied up the guy's net and teleported back to Diagon Alley. After that, she had to start contacting Jian Tong. After all, these eyes were once hers. It was very easy for her to share her knowledge with He Huaqing.

He also said that they might invade the Fengling Realm, told them to prepare in advance, and shared the coordinates.

He Huaqing replied: "I know, I will immediately notify the elders to prepare for the battle."

Ling'er left a message: "Share information at any time."

He Huaqing did not dare to delay, and directly informed the elders, and used the water mirror technique to reveal all the shared information. The leader of the Wanjian Sect asked doubtfully: "Is the source of the information reliable?"

He Huaqing replied: "The original owner of Jian Tong, Qi Ling'er, shared it with me. Her source of information is that Soul Search is a two-winged angel, and those bird-men have up to twelve wings, so obviously, our time is not

More, I am synchronizing with her and studying the angel’s flaws.”

Feel it and say: "The wings of angels are where energy gathers, which is what the monks call the power of faith. Until there is no better way, plucking the hair from the wings is the most effective attack."

Faced with this situation, Wanjian Sect did not dare to delay, and directly activated the Dragon Sword. The sword sounded for a long time. The entire Fengling world knew that something big had happened to Wanjian Sect and invited forces from all directions.

The key point is that the reputation of Wanjian Sect is very embarrassing. It is a rare thing for a group of sword madmen to ask for help. In just three days of events, all the major powers are family heads, and the sect leaders are here in person.

Monk Wuchen of Tianzhao Temple said: "Amitabha, old madman, you used the sound of the sword to transmit the message. What big thing happened?"

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the leader of the Wanjian Sect raised his hands and said: "Foreign enemies have invaded our world. The group of birdmen are almost here. At least they have already set off. We'd better make adequate preparations. The ghost sect's mission is to kill souls."

It's your business, these guys can be resurrected indefinitely as long as their souls are immortal."

Everyone suddenly sweated, what is it? The people from Wanjian Sect directly continued to show the water mirror technique to everyone, and then said: "The Sword Eye Girl of Lingjian Sect was searching for the soul of an angel in the lower world. Only then did she know the news. She used Sword Eyes to

Inform my disciples of the secret technique."

A sinister voice came to mind: "Old madman, aren't you afraid that we will snatch it from you?"

He Huaqing stood up calmly, his whole body like a sword, looked at everyone and said: "Do you want to fight?" The reason why he has this confidence is entirely because he has reached the early stage of integration and is considered popular in this world.

The ghost cultivator was shocked: "It's impossible to merge into one. Why didn't you leave this world?"

He Huaqing replied calmly: "When the master comes back, I will just be the sword in her hand. You also use your brains. Didn't you have a good mentality in the previous thunder punishment from the sky?"

Everyone immediately understood something, and looked at this guy with some vigilance. He Huaqing said again: "After three days of research, the solution is: first, the collapse of faith. This point of the sword pupil will operate in the lower realm, and the weaker it is, the better; second, the

Mao, wings are the source of their power; third, soul destruction, if there are not enough souls, their talents will become smaller and bigger, but a friendly reminder: those souls are the power of pure light, you ghosts, don’t be stupid and eat them, they will

dead."

A group of people were speechless, then He Huaqing waved his hand, and the water mirror technique came online, and then came the angel's, the whole process of anatomy, with annotations.

He Huaqing said calmly: "My little master, I have done everything I can to help. Wherever the spiritual energy is thin, it cannot be reached for the time being. About two wings are for foundation building, four wings are for golden elixir, six wings are for Nascent Soul, and eight wings are for

To transform into a god, the ten wings are for refining the void, the twelve wings are for the integration stage, the eighteen-winged Mahayana sub-god is one, and that god is one for the twenty-four-winged tribulation stage."

"It is estimated that it will be three integration stages. I brought a group of young bastards here. The ghost sect prepared things like Ten Thousand Soul Banners. I collected the souls first and went back to slowly refine them. This wave of dead clans,

Just watch and do it, don’t want it here.”

Qin Youmo from the Ghost Sect nodded: "Okay, I won't be polite."

He Huaqing thought for a moment and said, "Yes, remember, these bird people are just like Buddhism. Their strengths are bewitching, converting, and deceiving people. You didn't refine your souls, but were deceived and tonsured."

Qin Youmo said dissatisfied: "Boy, who do you look down on?"

He Huaqing said speechlessly: "I'm reminding you, if you get tricked again, everyone will despise you. Monk, you can try to extract the power of faith from these guys. All of it is in the wings and their weapons, which can be directly reduced.

Their effective harm."

The old monk Wuchen said directly: "Amitabha, good."

He Huaqing added: "Remember to use the magic weapon to equip it, and don't leave it alone." The old monk nodded, they could prepare this, and he continued: "The same goes for Taoists, extract the power of faith, and use the magic weapon to trap it first.

Even if it’s useless, you can just use it to refine the weapon. Those who refine the weapon and the medicine should prepare the materials for the later stage. That’s about it. Also, let’s think about it, in this picture, where will they attack from?”

Wuchen directly asked the question: "Wouldn't you know if you go outside the world and take a look?"

He Huaqing was silent for a while and patted his head. This is correct! He started to do it when he thought of it. He closed his eyes and looked at Qi Feiyang and asked: "Near the Lingjian Sect, there is an old man named Xiao Guanzi, who looks like a housekeeper. I need her.

Use the stick in your hand."

A frail old man found his own wand on the ground. He Huaqing took the wand and closed his eyes: "Sacred Guard!"
Chapter completed!