Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

"Miss Ling, do you need our help?" Ye Jiyun looked towards the direction of Jiuyang City where the wind, clouds and thunder were surging, and asked with concern.

"No need. You have nothing to be afraid of as long as I am here," Fu Ling'er smiled confidently, passed him and waved to Yin Zi.

"Yin Zi, follow me and fight alongside your companions."

"Okay! Sister Ling, I'm here!" The excited Yin Zi said nothing and flashed to Fu Ling'er's side.

The two smiled at each other and flew towards Jiuyang City.

At this time, the sky southeast of Jiuyang City was shrouded by a mysterious force, and an extremely huge Bagua formation diagram seemed to have fallen from the sky and hung high in the void.

This Bagua formation diagram exudes a faint light throughout, and the two fish on it swim lightly, as if containing endless mysteries and secrets.

This was Wanqi Yuan's awakening to his Primordial Realization. The Bagua formation was like a massive magnetic field, enveloping everyone within it. Those enveloped by this force suddenly felt incredibly heavy, and their movements slowed to a crawl, as if every movement required immense effort.

Their faces showed pain, veins bulged on their foreheads, and sweat dripped down like raindrops. However, although they desperately tried to break free from the restraints of this power, they found that their bodies were completely uncontrollable, as if firmly fixed in place by an invisible force.

Wanqi Yuan harvested the lives in the area without any scruples. Those men in black and their contracted beasts were still struggling desperately, trying to escape from the desperate situation.

However, it was all in vain.

The twelve divine attendants were shocked upon seeing this scene. This man was so powerful. Previously, their attention had been focused on the Spirit Master, and they had neglected him.

However, in that thrilling battle just now, they were surprised to find that this man was worthy of being able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Spirit Lord!

The terrifying power and ruthless methods are simply jaw-dropping and terrifying.

What's even more shocking is that his performance is not inferior to that of the Spirit Master. Every attack he makes is a fatal blow. Like the Spirit Master, he does not give his opponent any chance to breathe.

This kind of cruelty and decisiveness can't help but remind people of the cold and ruthless side of the Spirit Master.

Especially after they had slaughtered so many people, they thought victory was in sight, but then a large number of men in black and an army of contracted beasts suddenly appeared. When that scene appeared, they couldn't help but feel a pang of fear in their hearts.

Everyone suddenly felt the pressure doubled, however, when Wanqi Yuan opened fire again and swept the entire field, they were inspired by the fierce fighting power and for a while they were unstoppable.

The gale was fierce, the magical skills suddenly appeared, and the comprehension of Hunyuan was opened. Suddenly, the enemies did not even have the chance to escape, and they all became lambs to be slaughtered.

Those shocking scenes forced them to look at Wanqi Yuan with new respect.

Of course, these people did not include Qingzhu and Qingyao. Because the two of them already knew Wanqi Yuan, and they had watched him grow up all the way. How could he be a simple character when he had reached such a level in less than a hundred years?

They are proud of it.

The black-clad men outside the area, seeing this, dared not approach the area covered by the area. In the moment they were stunned, Diwu Zhao and his men led the elites to attack again.

The Twelve God Attendants had joined them earlier, giving them a break. Now was the perfect time to recover their strength. Seeing the black-clad man reveal a flaw, they naturally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to pursue him.

On the battlefield, shouts of killing and the clash of weapons intertwined, creating a noisy and intense cacophony. The smell of blood filled the air, and the scene made people feel uncomfortable for a while.

It was at this moment that Fu Ling'er and Yin Zi appeared in mid-air, overlooking the battlefield below Jiuyang City. The dense mass of human heads and contracted beasts intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish who was who. However, the figure in golden armor was particularly eye-catching, and she spotted him immediately.

She wondered who these people were. Seeing that they were fighting the men in black, they must be friends, not enemies.

That's good!

Qingyao, Qingzhu and Qingyun seemed to have sensed something and turned to look in her direction.

Instantly, the three men's blood seemed to boil, their emotions extremely excited. They wanted to rush towards her. However, the obstacles in their way were very annoying. The three men swung their swords wildly, killed the people who blocked their way, and rushed towards her again.

At this moment, Yin Zi, who was looking around for his companions, suddenly shouted,

"Sister Ling, they're over there! Damn it! How dare they bully my people? I'll tear you to pieces!" Yin Zi pointed at the group of people fighting fiercely in the front. "Sister Ling, I'll go help them," Yin Zi said, and quickly slipped away.

Fu Ling'er narrowed her eyes and looked in that direction. It turned out that three men in black were besieging Bai Yu.

Fu Ling'er searched for Wanqi Yuan, and soon she found the location where the Bagua formation appeared. She looked towards Wanqi Yuan, who was controlling the domain and harvesting lives.

The two of them were in perfect sync, their eyes meeting across the smoke of the battlefield.

Wanqi Yuan smiled slightly and nodded heavily.

After learning that Wanqi Yuan was safe and sound, Fu Ling'er finally felt relieved. Her tense nerves relaxed, and her heart slowly settled.

"Wenren Yu is dead, you all should surrender quickly, otherwise, he will be killed without mercy!" Fu Ling'er shouted with divine power, causing a momentary delay in the battle between the two sides.

The next moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in Fu Ling'er's right hand, and the Sword of God's Death appeared in her palm. The coldness emanating from the sword body made people shudder.

Fu Ling'er clutched the God-killing Sword, like a god of death descending upon the world. Her entire body was brimming with murderous aura, her eyes cold and ruthless, as if nothing in the world could possibly stir her in the slightest.

When everyone reacted, they naturally didn't want to believe Fu Ling'er's words. They just thought that she was trying to disrupt the morale of the army and counterattack more fiercely.

Humph! You don't know what's good for you.

Fu Ling'er flashed and rushed towards the enemy in front of her like a ghost. Her speed was so fast, like lightning, that it was impossible to catch her figure.

Wherever she passed, only shrieks of agony echoed. Severed limbs flew everywhere, and blood splattered from heads, forming a crimson rain. Each of Fu Ling'er's swords was like the scythe of the god of death, ruthlessly reaping the lives of her enemies.

Behind her, she left behind a road paved with blood and corpses. This road was like the gate to hell, which was creepy.

Someone discovered her, and the friendly troops were happy, while the enemy was furious.

Here she comes, the god of death.

The brutal and ruthless act of taking human lives immediately reduced the enemy's morale by more than half.

"Miss Ling is here, Wen Renyu is dead, kill him! Kill these running dogs of Wen Renyu."