Jiang Zhaoning had no intention of risking his life for Cheng Luo and the others.
But he also knew that the others were watching him.
If he wanted to escape without leaving a trace, he had to show some sincerity.
Anyway, he would not attack Chang 'an City directly. He would only use the Qin Zhen Technique to create an opportunity for Cheng Luo, Yao Kui, and the others.
After Cheng Luo and the others attacked, Jiang Zhaoning could find a chance to retreat and find a way to escape.
However, just as he was about to use the Nightmare Truth Technique, a mysterious and misty radiance seemed to light up within the city.
Jiang Zhaoning was stunned.
"This is … the Qin Zhen Technique?"
His momentary absent-mindedness caused him to be unable to react in time, and he was affected by the radiance that flowed out from the city. His mind was distracted, and he was stunned on the spot.
If not for the Illusory Mist Robe, this Daoist Sixth Realm Elder of the Forgotten Truth Sect might have even fallen from midair.
Cheng Luo and the others were also rushing toward the city. They were all shocked.
The Qin Zhen Technique in the city was more mysterious and powerful than Jiang Zhaoning's.
Their first reaction was to think that the Abbot of Fuzhen Guan, Daoist Zhichen, had done it himself.
Daoist Zhichen was in Chang 'an City?
Fuzhen Guan had joined forces with Chang 'an City to ambush them?
Everyone was shocked and angry. But soon they saw that the first person to be hit was Jiang Zhaoning.
Cheng Luo and the others were shocked, but it was too late to retreat.
They could only use their own methods to resist the colorful light from the city.
Yao Kui, the Martial Arts expert and Elder of Mirror Moon Tower, was the first to shout. His surging Qi and blood merged into his shout, shocking even ghosts and gods.
But the sound wave could not disperse the colorful light. The people of Mirror Moon Tower were instantly swept away. Everyone was stunned and their eyes lost focus.
Even Yao Kui's eyes gradually lost focus.
Cheng Luo's words turned into a fierce wind that swept in all directions. But they could not disperse the colorful light in front of them.
Although the disciples of the Cheng Family were reciting poems in unison, under the colorful light, the sound of their recitation gradually died down.
The people of Qingbokgung could not escape the same fate.
All the Daoist priests had their souls suppressed.
However, there was a small accident.
The Qingbokgung elder, Jing Tong, was also slightly dazed. Suddenly, a dark golden flame lit up above his head.
Slowly, a golden lamp flew out from the flames.
Inside the golden lamp, the dark red Xuanfu Li Fire kept jumping. The two combined to form a mysterious power, dispersing the colorful lights in the sky.
It was the Li Fire Golden Lamp, one of the best magical artifacts in Qingbokgung. It was best at breaking through fog illusions and protecting one's soul.
Fuzhen Guan's' Magic Fog Robe 'and' Yunluo cover 'were considered to be on the same level. But because it could restrain Fuzhen Guan's techniques, it was especially taboo to Fuzhen Guan.
At this moment, he had saved everyone.
In Chang 'an City, Zhang Dongyun looked at the lights above the people in Jingtong with great interest.
When he projected Mr. Dark Cloud to attack, he had to distinguish himself from the mayor himself. He deliberately suppressed his power, so he was not invincible.
However, Mr. Dark Cloud's attacks were also exquisite. The illusion that could suppress one's soul was even better than Fuzhen Guan's.
Even the abbot of Fuzhen Guan's temple, Daoist Zhichen, might not be able to resist it.
The Qingfu Palace was a magical artifact with a few mysteries to it.
However, it did not seem to have any other uses. It was only good at breaking illusions.
Although it had only one use, it had indeed reached a high level in terms of this single use.
Jing Tong probably carried it with him to fight against the masters of Fuzhen Guan. It was now very useful.
The Li Fire Golden Lamp shone brightly, dispersing the colorful lights and awakening the people whose souls were suppressed.
When Mr. Dark Cloud, who was projected by Zhang Dongyun, saw this, he was not offended and did not increase the power of his spell.
The old man in black stood at the top of the city wall and said indifferently, "The opportunity to make a contribution is right in front of you. Everyone, fight for it."
As he spoke, black clouds and smoke appeared from all directions and surrounded the people who dared to invade Chang 'an City.
Blood Shadow's figure appeared silently beside Mr. Dark Cloud.
The old devil was expressionless as he looked at the people outside the city.
Intentionally or unintentionally, his gaze lingered on the Li Fire Golden Lamp above Jing Tong's head.
Although the spell was broken by the Li Fire Golden Lamp, Mr. Dark Cloud's attack still shocked both the enemies and the allies.
To be able to suppress the souls of Yao Kui, Cheng Luo, and the others, who were at the Seventh Realm, this old man in black was at least at the Eighth Realm.
Blood Shadow confirmed once again that the old man's realm was indeed above his.
However, it was also because of the Li Fire Golden Lamp that the old man in black vaguely revealed his limit.
Seeing this, Blood Shadow regained some hope in his heart.
Looking at the Qingbokgung's Li Fire Golden Lamp, he became even more envious.
If he could get this magic artifact to restrain the old devil's spell, the gap between them could be closed … Blood Shadow calculated in his heart.
He made up his mind and immediately attacked. His figure turned into a streak of bloody light as he pounced on the enemies.
The old devil was cautious and didn't immediately pounce on Jing Tong and the Li Fire Golden Lamp.
He thought that Mr. Dark Cloud might also be eyeing this treasure that could restrain his spell. If he attacked immediately, Mr. Dark Cloud might interfere.
If he feinted to deal with the others first and then suddenly attacked, he would undoubtedly have a better chance.
As Blood Shadow pondered, he turned into a bloody phoenix. Blood rained down from the sky as he attacked the people of Mirror Moon Tower first.
With the help of the Li Fire Golden Lamp, Yao Kui and the others came to their senses.
Realizing that Mr. Dark Cloud's cultivation was far above his estimation, Yao Kui was furious. He couldn't wait to get rid of Fuzhen Guan Jiang Zhaoning, who had been scouting the way.
Those who came here were all experienced and ruthless. Realizing that they had underestimated the enemy, they prepared to retreat first and regroup before making further plans.
At this moment, the bloody phoenix attacked. Yao Kui ordered his disciples to retreat as he raised his hand.
A mirror-like round shield reflected the light and blocked the blood rain from falling from the sky.
The shield in Yao Kui's hand was less than half a meter in diameter.
However, an invisible and tyrannical aura gathered around the round shield as if it could cover the sky and the sun, blocking the blood rain.
When the blood rain fell from the sky, it met the invisible air shield and shattered.
A martial artist's qi and blood should be blazing like a furnace.
However, the air shield that Yao Kui had condensed was frighteningly cold.
Although it was a defense, it was extremely ferocious, as if it was tearing apart the blood rain in the sky.
This was the murderous aura that a martial artist condensed after condensing the iron-blood aura in a battle formation to reach a higher level.
A martial artist of the seventh level was known as a human butcher.
After seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood and killing people, they could transform the morale of an army into murderous aura.
The murderous aura was enough to frighten even ghosts and gods.
In this way, a human's body of flesh and blood could also break through the various Divine Powers of other cultivators.
Among the many paths of cultivation, in terms of overall average, in terms of actual combat and killing, most martial artists were slightly better.
The reason was that martial artists valued actual combat the most. Fighting to the death was the only way to improve one's cultivation.
The higher one's cultivation level was, the more so it was. The top martial artists were all trained in life and death situations. If they didn't have enough combat experience and quick reactions, they would have died many times over.
Yao Kui used his murderous aura to shield his disciples as they retreated.
However, he didn't just block the attack.
While the air shield blocked the blood rain, the lion-like elder waved his hand again.
Suddenly, a cold blade aura rose into the sky like a crescent moon and slashed towards the bloody phoenix.
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