929: C929 King Qinguang's Army

C929 King Qinguang's Army

Outside the hall.

The chaotic atmosphere in the hall had quieted down for some time.

King Qinguang looked at the entrance of the hall and frowned, "What's the situation like?"

He didn't know what was going on either, but the fact that the Qi had stopped indicated that the battle had come to an end.

"I think it should be Third Young Master Wolf who defeated Intruder."

A few trusted subordinates behind him started to comfort themselves.

Suddenly.

Two figures slowly appeared at the entrance of the hall.

A man and a wolf, both covered in blood and emitting a brutal aura.

One of them was hugging a woman.

When King Qinguang saw the person at the door, his face turned pale with fright. He was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

Asura!

There was also the white wolf.

Why was Intruder an Asura?

King Qinguang did not understand at all. The war was imminent, and the Asura did not prepare to fight. Instead, he sneaked into the Path of Hell. What was he trying to do?

The appearance of these two men had attracted the attention of the army.

Behind King Qinguang, nearly three thousand Ming Jun had surrounded the main hall in an instant.

Zhao Xin placed Li Zixuan beside a pillar and smiled at Li Zixuan peacefully, "It's fine. Be good and sleep. After we wake up, we will go home."

Both of his hands gently brushed past Li Zixuan's beautiful eyes. Without waiting for Li Zixuan to speak, a strong sleepiness struck and she fell into a deep sleep.

Zhao Xin got up and said solemnly, "Little White, I will leave Zixuan to you."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Buzz!

The Poisonous Spirit landed in his hand. Facing the three thousand Nether Soldier and King Qinguang, Zhao Xin showed no signs of fear.

However, King Qinguang's heart was now in a state of shock.

The battle had stopped, and Zhao Xin had walked out. What did that mean?

The one who had died was Third Young Master Wolf!

No, this was impossible. Third Young Master Wolf could even fight a Fifth Level Ancient Stage. Zhao Xin was only a Third Level Ancient Stage, so how could he defeat the Undying Dark Wolf Young Lord?

The scene of Zhao Xin killing Yama's clone on the Yellow Springs Avenue was still vivid in his mind.

Today, Zhao Xin had once again aroused the fear in his heart.

However, this was the Path of Hell. He had no choice but to fight.

If he retreated, what would the soldiers behind him think of him? Dread before the battle?

Then where was King Qinguang's reputation?

Furthermore, the Asura had invaded the Path of Hell on its own accord. This was something that had never happened in thousands of years, and this was the first time.

If King of Inferno or the people above knew that he could only destroy his soul, then he would have no choice but to do so.

If he went forward, he would die as well, and he would also die in the future.

He might as well fight.

King Qinguang took a step forward. His body was emitting an extremely powerful Qi. He was only half a step away from the Dao Stage, and his strength was comparable to an ordinary Dao Stage First Level cultivator.

The Qi on his body was a hundred times stronger than Zhao Xin's, but he had no chance of winning.

"Take him down!" King Qinguang's eyes turned ferocious. He waved his hand, and the three thousand Ming Jun rushed towards him like a tidal wave.

His voice was like a roaring thunder, and the sound of killing could be heard in the sky.

There were many slaves surrounding them. When they heard the noise, they all ran over to watch the show.

On a mountain peak, the white-haired old man looked worriedly outside the hall.

"Kid, Zixuan must not die." The white-haired old man prayed silently in his heart.

The three thousand Ming Jun were different from Nether Soldier. The Qi that was attracted by them was very powerful. Furthermore, they had formed the Heavenly Yuan Grand Formation, and their strength had increased exponentially.

Zhao Xin's eyes flashed, and they flickered with endless killing intent. He only left a few words before he charged into the enemy's camp with his spear.

"Little White, take the opportunity to escape with Zixuan. The farther the better!"

The next moment.

Zhao Xin was drowned by the crowd. His attacks were like waves, and his strength was roaring.

Little White saw the opportunity. He carried Zixuan and rushed towards Blackwater City.

They were too far from the exit now, and only by hiding in Blackwater City could they have a chance of survival.

If Zhao Xin did not handle it properly, the clues about Ghost Mine would soon spread across the entire Path of Hell. At that time, they would be like turtles in a jar, waiting to be slaughtered.

King Qinguang's eyes turned cold. He soared into the sky, summoned a trident in his hand, and chased after Little White.

"Flee? Stay behind!"

A furious roar spread out. Little White hurriedly defended himself and narrowly avoided King Qinguang's attack.

Carrying Zixuan, Little White could not use his full strength. The two of them chased after each other in the air.

King Qinguang vaguely guessed that the woman on the white wolf must be related to Asura. Otherwise, Asura would not take such a huge risk to save her. As long as he captured this woman, Asura would lose without fighting.

He did not need to risk his life to fight Asura.

Below.

Zhao Xin was entangled by the three thousand Ming Jun's suicidal attacks. He couldn't escape at all.

Little White was almost defeated.

King Qinguang laughed loudly. His body flashed and rushed towards Li Zixuan.

Zhao Xin was shocked. Little White also wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Was he defeated?

Could it be that he really couldn't escape from this damn place today?

Zhao Xin was startled.

However, just as Little White was about to be defeated...

An astral blade descended from the sky and slashed towards King Qinguang. In an instant, the ground cracked and the sky was torn apart.

The blade light that fell from the sky instantly cut off King Qinguang's trident. The shockwave instantly sent King Qinguang flying over a hundred meters away. Blood spurted out from his mouth.

A figure slowly appeared next to Little White.

Zhao Xin's pupils suddenly shrank. "Li Lan!"

The person who came was the Blade God Li Lan!

When King Qinguang saw the person who came, his expression also changed. Decadent!

Why was the Saber God, one of Decadent's friends, here?

Instantly, King Qinguang looked at Zhao Xin. Asura and Saber God had both appeared in Path of Hell at this moment. Could it be that Path of Hell had already been invaded by Decadent?

The war was imminent, and Decadent was invading. Could it be that Decadent was going to attack Path of Hell?

For a moment, King Qinguang's brain was working rapidly. The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.

In the face of one of Decadent's Saber Gods, King Qinguang had no chance of winning. Even if another thirty thousand Ming Jun came, it would only be a futile effort.

"Li Lan suddenly opened her arms. A long blade shot out from her body. The blade was blue in color, and there was an ice-blue spiritual dragon coiled around the blade. Immediately, a cold aura spread across the entire scene, forming a formation.

The formation had almost covered the entire Ghost Mine, and it had sealed off all the entrances and exits.

"Let's do it. I have already sealed off this place." Li Lan's cold voice was heard.

Zhao Xin nodded his head. He raised his spear and counter-attacked.

A crazy battle. The blood and sweat mixed together, and a shrill roar resounded throughout the Ghost Mine mountain range, causing the entire scene to boil.

The three thousand Ming Jun members were all knocked down, and they were lying on the ground, wailing in pain.

Because Zhao Xin had merged with his divine body, he wouldn't be able to cause any harm to cultivator, who was below the Dao Stage. At most, he would make them lose their ability to move.

"Little White!"

"Kill them all!!"

Little White was stunned. Although he did not understand why Zhao Xin wanted him to kill them, there must be a reason why Zhao Xin said that.

Without saying another word, Little White opened his mouth and spat out a chaotic ice arrow, which swept across the entire scene like a curtain of rain.

For a moment, wails and wails filled the air, and corpses were everywhere.

One by one, the Ming Jun was shot to death by the ice arrows, turning into hedgehogs.

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A series of system notifications rang out. One by one, Nether Soldier died under Little White's attack.

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