This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Through the black fog, Ziya couldn't see clearly what An Ling had done. The only thing he could see was a lot of blood flowing out of the black fog. Countless blood dripped from the air, mixed with broken flesh, like a red rain.

"That demon seemed to have been injured by Senior Mu Qing! It detonated its own spiritual power in its dying struggle, and the explosion spread out over an area of ​​about ten miles. After the explosion, a large amount of blood fell from its body."

After Ziya miserably dodged the spiritual power shock wave, he continued to broadcast what was happening on the battlefield in real time to Li Feiling who was still defending the camp, and Li Feiling then relayed the situation to others.

Li Feiling's eyes lit up, and he relayed to his companions, "Senior Mu Qing has already injured that man, and Daoist Fellow Ziya saw a large amount of blood falling from that man's body."

"Wounded... and a lot of blood shed?" Unlike everyone else who was happy, Guo Zichou, who had extensive experience in fighting with Mu Qing, frowned. According to common sense, Mu Qing would not let every drop of blood go to waste, whether it was her own or the enemy's. How could this happen?

Guo Zichou said to his disciple in a deep voice: "Don't be too happy yet. There is something strange about this matter. I'm afraid it's not that simple. Ask Ziya to investigate further." Then he turned to the other disciples of the Immortal Sect and instructed: "Everyone, don't let your guard down. Stay alert!"

However, he never expected that after these words were spoken, except for a few people from Canglan Sword Sect who responded, the disciples from other sects ignored them completely. Instead, they spoke as needed and prepared as needed, not taking Guo Zichou seriously at all.

There are also distinctions between high and low among cultivators. The so-called "determining the person to be treated differently" is not just an unspoken rule in the mortal world. Guo Zichou has spent his entire life tracking down the whereabouts of the Blood Demon Sect, an evil sect sheltered by the Yuehua Sect. He does not participate much in exchanges between immortal sects, and his reputation is not prominent on a daily basis, so naturally no one takes him seriously.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Guo Zichou became a little annoyed, but considering that a great war was imminent, he could only swallow his anger and silently swallow his anger - just like in the past decades, looking at his beggar-like dress, even the most flattering waiter could humiliate him, let alone a disciple of an immortal sect?

Unexpectedly, Li Feiling stood up. As soon as he came over, everyone became quiet instantly and followed him with their eyes. Among these eyes, there was admiration, love, ridicule, and even hatred, but without exception, everyone was paying attention to Li Feiling's every move, paying attention to whether he had anything to say to everyone.

Li Feiling looked around. He knew very well the temperament of these usually arrogant disciples of the immortal sect. He also knew that his master had been more or less ignored and belittled for many years. In fact, he knew all of this, but at those times, he was either too weak or far away from his master. Excluding the two years when he wandered with his master as a child, this was the first time he witnessed other people's cold violence against Guo Zichou. So, this time he chose to stand up and defend this taciturn old man.

"Everyone, please listen to me." As soon as Li Feiling spoke, everyone listened carefully, because they knew that Li Feiling was very reliable. He would not speak high-sounding clichés, nor would he say false words to flatter. What he said was useful and concerned with everyone's vital interests. So, who would not like to hear such words?

"This Mr. Guo is my direct master and also one of the contemporary elders of the Canglan Sword Sect. Although he is not well-known, he is extremely powerful. Most importantly, he is very familiar with Elder Mu Qing's fighting style, so what he says cannot be wrong!"

Everyone let out a small exclamation. Apart from Senior Mu Qing, who was usually the center of attention, this was the first time they heard Li Feiling express his trust in Guo Zichou with such affirmative words. Could it be that this sloppy man of little reputation was really, as Li Feiling said, a hermit who was not interested in fame and fortune?

Guo Zichou touched his nose somewhat embarrassedly and patted Li Feiling on the back gently. There was no need for many words between men, and the situation was urgent now. He was a rough man and did not have the delicate mind to bear grudges against the little guys.

Under Li Feiling's command, everyone once again raised their vigilance and sorted out the vacant positions in the formation. Just when they thought the arrangement had been perfect, the arrival of a flying sword almost directly shattered the Taoism of these proud sons of heaven!

After An Ling dug out Mu Qing's strange blood, she became more eager to fight. Since she was playing the role of a villain who was attacking the base camp, there was no reason for the villain to be silently dragged to death by one person and not attack the base camp, right?

Everyone who plays the game knows that the ultimate goal is to push the crystal, that is, to steal the home, rather than competing for the number of kills.

An Ling knew that Broken Star had its own consciousness, and once this evil sword was out of her control, it would indiscriminately exert violent suggestions on the people around it, making them "go astray". However, she had also tried it in the past two months, and as long as Broken Star was still within the range of her flying sword control, this effect would not occur. It was based on this discovery that although An Ling was alone with one sword, she was able to use Broken Star's self-consciousness to achieve the effect of a two-person combination.

An Ling twisted her body, silently feeling the tingling sensation of her flesh healing. While Mu Qing was still not able to react, she burst out with her spiritual power and threw the broken stars towards the base camp!

The broken star was as fast as a meteor. If it had a mouth, it would be laughing. It was so happy. Since following this old-fashioned but unlucky female monk, the happiest thing for Jian Sheng was to let himself go! Only at this time would An Ling allow it to kill people.

But An Ling's next words poured a bucket of cold water on it. An Ling coldly ordered in her heart: "You can destroy it, but you are not allowed to hurt anyone. Otherwise, the autonomy will be taken back immediately."

It knew that An Ling had unlimited control over it. She could forcefully summon it back from a hundred miles away, and she could also monitor its every move. In other words, its attacks were like An Ling trying two things at once.

Shattered Star responded with some dissatisfaction, and began to attack the "turtle shell" below frantically. It was just a sword. It had no eyes and could not see the expression of the human in the turtle shell. It had no brain and could not think about the "why" of a thing. It was a sword, and all its consciousness was the desire to "attack" and simple emotions towards its master - its nascent consciousness was like a group of single-celled organisms with simple thinking, such as slime mold.

The hard sword body of Shattered Star slammed into the defensive formation of the Immortal Sect's base camp, splashing countless sparks. The Immortal Sect disciples used their spiritual power to support the formation that was connected to each of their lives. Every disciple carefully selected from the sect was more than capable of resisting such an attack, but Shattered Star's never-ending attack trapped them here with nowhere to escape. Once one person escaped, the entire formation would collapse directly. If the formation collapsed, then Shattered Star would reap everyone's life like autumn wind mowing grass. Therefore, now is the most practical "prosperity for all, fall for all"!

The material used to make the Shattered Star is extremely special, and ordinary objects cannot hurt it at all. Although it is only an automatic attack weapon in the form of AI, and the sword is not in the hands of a swordsman, it is still a little lacking. However, its fearless and uninterrupted attacks are enough to cause trouble for the people inside!

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Mu Qing looked behind him in shock, seeing Shattered Star attacking the base camp's defense formation, and sent a voice message to An Ling, "That's the evil sword! How could you let it leave alone?"

"It's okay, everything is under my control," An Ling said, "I've tried it, and it works."

"You...what on earth have you been through these days..." Mu Qing finally asked this question.

An Ling just smiled easily, pinched the long strip of skin that had not yet healed, and replied playfully: "I'll tell you after we finish fighting and sit down properly."

"Now is the beginning of the battle."

An Ling took out her old friend Xiangzhu Sword from her storage ring. She stroked the blade of Xiangzhu Sword and said softly, "Old friend, we are going to fight side by side again."

After saying that, the Wind Control Technique, Mind's Eye, Wave Sword Technique, and Star Field were activated at the same time, and a complete set of "All-purpose Meteor Sword" was splashed out from her palms, like a latent dragon swimming in the abyss. Then, a flying dragon was in the sky, and the overwhelming sword force enveloped this area, leaving no one present with anywhere to escape.

"Come and fight!"