The light screen is made of a faint blue color. It is obviously not an advanced restriction, but a simple trick called ghost shield.

Ghost shield sounds equally cool, but its power is also very weak. It is the most basic ghost spell, and its power is about the same as a monk's spiritual shield.

It can be displayed during the agility stage.

However, with so many wandering souls and wild ghosts, if used together, they will naturally have a superimposed effect.

Of course, it is impossible for tens of millions to be stacked together to increase the defense power by tens of millions. That calculation would be too ridiculous.

After all, covering such a wide range will greatly weaken the defense.

Of course, compared to a single ghost shield, it is still infinitely stronger and can form a certain resistance against the Crystal Power Cannon.

However, despite this, the small Netherworld Shield was still not able to withstand the blast of thousands of cannons. Countless ghosts and ghosts turned into nothingness without even humming.

However, the faces of the monks were still extremely ugly, because it did not affect the overall situation and only caused a few waves in the sea.

Morale, morale is low, and this is undoubtedly a fatal thing.

When two armies are fighting, if one side has no intention of fighting, everyone knows what the outcome will be. It will definitely be a crushing defeat.

Although this is about secular matters, it is equally applicable to the world of immortality.

Lin Xuan glanced at the nearby area, and his brows couldn't help but frown. Although he needed to draw chestnuts from the fire and create chaos to fish in troubled waters, he didn't want Hongye Island to be defeated like a mountain. If he was swallowed up by the ghost in a short time, where would he be?

Is there still time to go to an independent space?

However, in this current situation, he couldn't get ahead and couldn't do anything. He could only worry on the sidelines. At this moment, a startling rainbow appeared in his sight.

A snapping sound reached the ears and landed on the head of the strongest of the nine giants.

Lin Xuan raised his head.

The surrounding immortal cultivators almost all acted in the same way.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic spiritual pressure fell from the sky.

boom!

The feeling was indescribable, and the space seemed to be shaken violently. Just the spiritual pressure had such an effect, which really made Lin Xuan stunned.

Immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Dongxuan!

And it is the existence of the mid-term Dacheng.

In other words, they are on the same level as the Six Kings of the Sea Clan and the Three Emperors of the Demon Clan.

"This guy is the law enforcement elder of the Holy City that Du Long mentioned?"

Lin Xuan murmured to himself. Although the two of them were miles away, he could still see clearly with his eyesight.

He was a monk in white robes, his robes were extremely simple and elegant, and he looked to be only in his thirties, and his appearance was quite handsome.

If there is a difference, it is that in the middle of his forehead, there is a rune the size of a baby's fist engraved. The rune is made of gold and is dazzling.

The rune was extremely unfamiliar, and Lin Xuan didn't know it, but he seemed to be very powerful, as if... he was not an ordinary mid-term monk.

Although he had never fought before, making such a judgment was somewhat childish, but Lin Xuan believed that his feeling was correct, and it was by no means groundless.

A cultivator in the middle stage of Dongxuan, when his spiritual pressure drops, he will naturally attract everyone's attention to this place.

At this time, his voice also spread far away. He did not raise his voice and spoke effortlessly. However, his voice was clearly passed into the ears of hundreds of thousands of monks present:

"Fellow fellow Taoists, Ye has no extra words. I just want to ask, if Hongye Island falls, which of you is sure of escaping from this sea of ​​ghosts? Ye is not sure, so I have no choice but to fight.

Fighting, there may be a way to survive. If you are afraid and cowardly, you will only fall and die in the hands of the ghost. I think you all know what the end will be..."

As soon as the words fell, the entire Hongye Island fell into a dead silence.

But it only takes a few breaths. The monks are not idiots and know how to think about problems. What the white-robed senior just said is right. If this island falls, who is sure to escape?

Hongye Island has many restrictions, and relying on the favorable terrain, it can still fight against the ghosts. If it is really breached, I am afraid no one will be spared.

The enemy is strong, and they are timid, but they are afraid that they will not be able to solve the problem. If they want to survive, they must fight their way out.

There was no impassioned speech in these words, but every word was precise, and aroused the fighting spirit of the monks without any suspense.

No one wants to perish, so they must fight for the future.

"Senior is right about what he said. Let's fight these ghosts."

"Instead of being timid here, it's better to sacrifice the treasure. Kill one to get enough, kill two to make a profit, and keep killing, maybe you can find a way to survive."

"Fellow Taoist is extremely optimistic, but what he said is indeed reasonable."

…

Numerous discussions reached his ears, and Lin Xuan glanced around, only to see that the originally low morale had soared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

During this period of time, the ghosts and ghosts were not idle either. The fire of the underworld was fiercely blasted towards this side. Two shields had been broken. Although there was still a long way to go before entering the island.

Let's go, but if we continue like this, it will obviously be very disadvantageous.

The cultivators began to fight back.

Those thousands of battle fortresses began to show their power in conjunction with the giants. Their attack methods were obviously more. In addition to crystal power cannons, there were also thunder and fire, ice cones and other five-element spells, and these were all due to the pre-arrangement.

Of course, if you use an attack formation, you will consume a lot of crystals. However, at this moment, money is only a foreign object, and surviving the catastrophe in front of you is the most important thing.

How could the immortal cultivators manage so many spells? They were pouring out like they were free of money.

The low-level immortal cultivators each also presented their own spiritual weapons. For a time, they had swords, guns, swords and halberds, and various weapons. Of course, some people also liked to use spells or talismans.

However, the ones who took action at this time were mainly agile and foundation-building monks. Without him, although the number of wandering ghosts rushing at the front was terrifying, in the final analysis, they were nothing more than cannon fodder.

The high-level monks are not showing off, but they must save their mana to deal with the attacks of the high-level ghosts behind them. Otherwise, if they take action, although it is easy to clear out the low-level ghosts, but when powerful evil ghosts come later, who will do it?

Handle.

This kind of siege warfare requires strategy, especially when the enemy is strong and we are weak. We cannot just attack at all costs in order to cope with the previous attack. We must pay attention to the issue of sustainability, that is, endurance.

Regardless of the number of monks in the city, in the world of cultivating immortals, there is always a pyramid structure. The number of cultivators in the foundation building and spiritual movement stages is about 80%. With this move, a flash of spiritual light was seen, and many wandering ghosts were killed.

However, these ghosts had not yet opened their spiritual intelligence and did not know what fear was. They threw ghostly ghost fire at the island and charged at them viciously.

Confrontation!

The scene can only be described as spectacular.

"These damn spiritual monks seem to be in trouble."

Among the army of ghosts, a hoarse voice came to my ears. The person who spoke, Lin Xuan, had seen it before. It was the cave-mysterious ghost whose upper body was a human and whose lower body was a black turtle.

"What's so strange about this? It's not like you didn't use soul-searching techniques on those humans in that interface channel. This is an important stronghold for them, so naturally it's a bit difficult to deal with."

The person who answered him was a woman in palace clothes floating next to her. This woman had a strange appearance. If it weren't for the horn on her forehead, she would be just like a human monk: "What's more, it doesn't matter if they are difficult to deal with. How can they still hold on?"

"Of course they can't defend it, but I don't want my men to lose too much. After all, our goal is to provoke a war between the two worlds. To achieve our expectations, even if we cannot completely occupy this small interface called the East China Sea, we must at least poison it.

It's a complete mess..." the black turtle ghost said coldly.

"I know it well." The woman in palace clothes nodded: "Sting Turtle, you don't have to worry too much. Although there are not many people left in our clan, according to the clues obtained from the soul search, this East China Sea immortal cultivator is not

Strong, it can even be said that it ranks at the bottom among all interfaces in the spiritual world. The names of the three demon kings and the six sea kings are just random boasts. However, for the immortal cultivators in the middle stage of Dongxuan, there are not even cultivators of the gods in this world. We can definitely do it.

Occupied.”

"I hope so, but we can't be careless. After all, the king cannot come to this world, and we don't have many manpower at our disposal. Although those wandering ghosts are not from our clan, they are just cannon fodder, so we must save them."

Come on, after all, this is not the Underworld. Even if we slaughter the mortals in the spirit world and obtain the souls, it will be difficult to refine them into cannon fodder ghosts."

As the stinging turtle spoke, he opened his hands, a light flashed in his palms, and a few beads appeared.

Dark black, each one is about the size of an ordinary person's fist.

With a wave of his right hand, the beads turned into rainbows of different colors and flew into the sky in front of him.

"What is this?" Lin Xuan could see it clearly. He had never seen it before and couldn't figure out its use. It would be great if Xiao Tao was here, she would be able to explain it clearly.

The reaction of many immortal cultivators is not similar to that of Lin Xuan. After all, although the two worlds were in a mess last time, tracing back to the origin happened millions of years ago. No one here has experienced it. The impression of ghosts and ghosts.

They all come from legends, and their methods are even less clear.

But then, an incredible scene happened.

As soon as the ball was released, those ghostly ghosts without intelligence were as if wild dogs had discovered the bone. They were all overjoyed and pounced on it without hesitation.

Quickly gathering at a speed visible to the naked eye, hundreds of thousands of wandering ghosts merged together. Suddenly, a terrifying aura of violence rose into the sky, and several powerful ghosts that were also thousands of feet tall appeared in sight.

"this……"

Lin Xuan took a breath. The specific realm of this ghost was difficult to identify, but its strength was definitely not low. With a flash of light, they each had weapons in their hands.

There were three giant ghosts in total. They were all green-faced and fanged monsters. They each held a mace, a giant axe, and a pair of hammers. Their bodies were covered in black light, and they looked like Hongye Island rushing towards them.
Chapter completed!