Ling Xi used a long sword to block several arrows shot in Fu Chen, and coughed twice with difficulty. The yellow sand sucked into his lungs and felt a burning feeling. He could not see anything, and he blocked the cold arrows all by feeling.

More than a dozen different souls intertwined each other, and no matter where he escaped, they were firmly locked on Ling Xi.

Ling Xi had no other way than to complain that he had no soul. A black line instantly disrupted the dust and shot directly on Ling Xi's face.

Crack! The arrow broke and ran away.

Ling Xi's brain roared and fell straight down. When he realized that he could still think, he reached out to touch the middle of his eyebrows, and a small pit was shot out of the surface of the mask protecting it. If it weren't for this set of spiritual clothes, Ling Xi would probably have died on the spot.

He felt scared and forced the DiDi Ridge to press all the dust in the air down the ground, revealing the surrounding scenery again.

When Elilius saw him stand up intact, he couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment, then smiled and said, "Your spiritual armor is not bad, it's my turn."

Ling Xi pulled out a black spear from the ground, waved it twice at will, and adapted to the feel alone.

The cavalry formations in the distance pulled their bows and shot arrows, and a whole circle of arrows splashed down, surrounding Ling Xi without any dead corners.

Ling Xi suppressed the disorderly breath, held the gun tightly, and faint blue light flashed in his hand, hitting the ground.

A circular spiritual power swept out, breaking all arrows in the air in the breath, and even lifting off many cavalrymen from afar.

Elilius couldn't help but take two steps back, and the arrogance in his eyes gradually turned into alertness.

A pale white cold air emerged from Ling Xi's body, and it evaporated into ice particles and fell down. Even the gun rod he held was covered with a layer of white frost.

"Ling Xi, the battle is decided." Xiao Ling said this only one sentence.

"I know." Ling Xi lowered the tip of the spear, staring at Elizure with a painted black mask. This was the first time he had used all his strength since he broke through the spiritual cultivation realm. He had never expected that he would have such strong spiritual power.

Elilius was secretly shocked. He was different from those unsavory country people. The spiritual power transformed into the realm of all things is tantamount to the realm of all things. Of course, Elilius did not believe that Ling Xi was the realm of all things, he was afraid of Ling Xi's talent. Even in the heaven where there are vast land and many talents, he had never heard of anyone who could transform into the realm of spiritual power in the realm of spiritual cultivation.

He thought of Ling Xi's age again and couldn't help but feel relieved. Although Ling Xi's appearance had not been revealed, he could understand that this was an old man who was about to do something.

The older generation of Guyun Sect should have at least the strength to break through the realm, but Ling Xi had only been able to cultivate the spirit for a while, so it was obvious that he had practiced a special method to reach this point.

When he thought of this, he began to feel excited again, and said to Ling Xi: "Let's do this. I have no intention of hostility to your Guyun Sect. Teach me the method of transforming your spiritual power into the essence, and I will let you go."

Ling Xi remained silent, not understanding what Elilius said. This was due to the talent brought by Tian Ni's lifespan, and Elilius might have thought of something else.

Ling Xi stabbed Eliyuz with a shot, blocked by him, and said, "Although you are a dual cultivation of Dharma body and soul, it's a pity that you are only in your forties to have the strength to cultivate the spirit realm. You also want to learn spiritual power to transform the essence of this talent, and practice honestly to the realm of all things."

"Ha, senior, your talent is worse than mine? And I have secret techniques that can greatly improve your talent, are you unwilling to exchange?" Eliluos threw out a condition that he thought was very tempting.

"As far as I know, only Tian Ni can force his fate and improve his innate talent. If any person from the lower heaven can produce such magical skills, the battle in the upper heaven would not have been so tragic." Xiao Ling reminded, telling Ling Xi not to let him be fooled.

Xiaoling would not believe it even if she didn't say it. What's his relationship with Eliyus? He is still fighting for life and death. He doesn't believe that this greedy perverted lunatic will let him go.

Ling Xi grabbed the gap in Eliluos avoiding and stabbed his chest with a spear. The frost-covered spear barely broke through the outer layer of the spiritual armor with the blessing of spiritual power, but he still couldn't pierce it.

Elilius' spiritual power seemed to be endless, and he was wielding his sword energy at will, constantly wielding his sword energy to make Ling Xi dodge in embarrassment.

"What's wrong with him?" Ling Xi stared at Eliluus' eyes and felt something was wrong with him. Eliluus laughed like crazy, and his sword energy swung around and even began to chop off his people. The sword energy easily killed people and horses, turning them into blood mist.

The cavalry formation began to scatter, and his men retreated one after another, trying to escape from the lunatic Elius.

"No one can escape! Hahaha!" Elilius stared at Helian Ruoyu, showing a fierce smile.

Helian Ruoyu's face was pale and took a step back. She was not a person like Ling Xi who had been on the verge of life and death for many years. With her strength in spiritual cultivation, she had no strength to fight against Eliluos.

Elilius took two steps and raised his sword and shone a golden light, slashing towards Helian Ruoyu.

Puff! A long spear penetrated the flesh.

Ling Xi gasped and used Gongsun’s sword technique to finally penetrate Eliluus’s layer of spiritual armor from the weak point of his waist and abdomen.

The spear tip was then smashed and turned into dust and dissipated all over the ground.

"It hurts~" Elilius said in a cold voice, grabbing the only remaining gun barrel, turning his head, and his eyes turned completely blood-red.

Ling Xi was stunned, and his chest was hit hard. Blood spurted out from the gap in the mask. He flew backwards and smashed into a concave dune, flooded by the collapsed quicksand.

"Senior Lin Yi!" Helian Ruoyu shouted in shock, and his calf hurt and he lost his balance and fell to the ground. Eliluos's sword left a shocking wound on her beautiful legs.

Ling Xi barely crawled out of the sand, and the severe pain in his chest made him unable to breathe. In his experience, he had definitely broken several ribs, but it should not have hurt his internal organs.

He raised his head and had not recovered from the shock he had just now. Elius's eyes were so familiar, how could he not know what it was.

"Tian Ni? How could he practice Tian Ni?!" Xiao Ling was depressed. When did such magical skills spread all over the streets?

"No matter whether he is or not, I dare not execute the forbidden technique anyway." Ling Xi touched the sideways, and realized that his healing medicine had been used up, so he had no choice but to drag his seriously injured body toward Helian Ruoyu.

Elilius seemed to have lost his mind and had a murderous intention to kill Helian Ruoyu, raising his sword to kill her.

Ling Xi's hand was covered with a thick layer of earth shield, blocking Helian Ruoyu's sword. The blood that was soaring out was reflected in Helian Ruoyu's eyes. She opened her mouth slightly, unable to say a word.

The earth shield in Ling Xi's hand was easily broken, and the sword energy slashed on his arms and shoulders one after another, cutting out deep bone-visible wounds.

"No..." Helian Ruoyu grabbed Ling Xi's clothes and whispered. Her hand moved to the wound on Ling Xi's shoulder, tearing off a small piece of clothing to bandage him.

Elilius kicked Ling Xi away, staring at Helian Ruoyu with blood-red eyes and said, "You useless garbage, now I have obtained the method of planting the longevity spirit grass, what do you want?"

"In that book, I can't get what you want." Helian Ruoyu begged with a crying voice: "Please, let him go, he is innocent."

"Stand up." Ling Xi clenched his hands tightly, got up again, and said in a low tone. The spiritual equipment on his shoulder broke a hole, and the exposed wound inside was bleeding and dyed the sand under his feet red. Ling Xi's figure was still upright and had never surrendered because of his injury.

"Stand up, there is no need to ask him. You must learn to face it yourself." Ling Xi covered his wounded arm and said slowly to Helian Ruoyu.

Helian Ruoyu hesitated for a moment and looked at his injured leg.

"Stand up! Think about what you have lost, no one can protect you for the rest of your life." Ling Xi shouted, and then involved the wounds on his chest and shoulders. He couldn't help coughing twice, and took a breath of air conditioning after suffering.

She held up her arms, forced her teeth and got up, and gurgling blood gushed out of the wound on her calf, dyeing the hem of her skirt red.

Helian Ruoyu stared at Eliluus with a stubborn look, and dust and sand all over the place flew up with his soul, saying, "Eliluus, I want to kill you and avenge my tribe."

Elilius laughed twice and said indifferently: "So what if you stand up, you are still a weak person."

"She is indeed a little weak, but it's not something you can move."

With a crisp sound of bone cracks, Elius broke his neck by the man behind him.

Helian Ruoyu froze in place, put down his rebellious hand and called out a person's name: "Jiulang?"

Jiulang stood behind Eliluus with a expressionless face, letting go of his neck, and Eliluus's body fell down softly.

Jiulang was dressed in rags, as if he had experienced a big battle, and his clothes were all broken into strips of cloth.

Helian Ruoyu then noticed that the cavalry corpses around him were transformed into corpses and buried half in the rolling yellow sand.

Ling Xi stared at Jiulang's left arm and said nothing for a long time. It was a blood-red Tianni gong pattern, which dissolved between the skin and spread wildly.

"I'm a little tired after pretending for so long." Jiulang glanced at Ling Xi casually, touched his ears, tore off a layer of human face mask, revealing his original old appearance.

"You..." Helian Ruoyu spit out a word from his mouth, and was knocked unconscious by "Jiulang". He fed her a healing medicine filled with spiritual energy.

"Jiulang" turned his eyes to Ling Xi again, carefully examined the wounds on his body, probably thinking that Ling Xi would not live long, and said contemptuously: "If you can survive, remember to tell Du Yu that all the people in his Guyun Sect will die."

Ling Xi wanted to step forward to regain Helian Ruoyu, but was easily summoned by "Jiulang" to stop him.

"Ling Xi, you are not the only one who can do this trick."

"Jiulang" said Ling Xi's identity in one sentence. I must have known it for a long time. He shrugged and continued: "Although the head of the court wants to kill you, I am still curious, how tenacious your vitality is. After contacting you for half a month, you can barely be considered a good person. For this, I will spare your life this time."

Ling Xi punched the Sharen's head, but the Sharen's torso still hugged Ling Xi tightly, making him unable to move. Ling Xi shouted angrily: "I don't need your charity! Leave Helian Ruoyu!"

"Jiulang" laughed twice and left on the void: "Then I'll wait for you in the royal court, but you may not know her at that time."

The sand man finally lost the support of his spiritual power and disappeared. Ling Xi took two steps and suddenly his eyes became dark and his brain was dizzy.

"Ling Xi! Wake up! Wake up!" Xiao Ling shouted anxiously in his mind. Ling Xi could not hear these sounds and slept weakly in the vast desert.
Chapter completed!