Crossing to Douqi Continent and walking sideways

Xiao Muchen and the others were extremely anxious, and they rushed towards Wujing like a group of fearless warriors heading to the battlefield. Along the way, Xiao Muchen's face was as solemn as the gloomy sky before a storm, and his mind was full of thoughts. Various coping strategies were circling in his mind. The sudden change in Wujing was most likely related to the Soul Palace. The news that they had obtained the mysterious skills might have leaked out, attracting the covetousness and attack of the Soul Palace. This thought was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard, making him more anxious.

Ye Feng was running, waving his fists angrily, looking like an enraged lion: "If I catch those guys who dare to attack Wujing, I will beat them to a pulp!" His eyes were burning with rage, and that rage seemed to be able to burn all enemies to ashes. He exuded a strong fighting spirit, and his steps became more and more rapid. Every step he took raised a cloud of dust, as if he was announcing his anger and determination to the earth.

Lin Wan'er frowned, like two locked willow leaves, and said worriedly: "Looking at the thick smoke and shouting, the situation in Wujing seems to be very bad. We have to rush back as soon as possible." She held the sword tightly in her hand, the hilt seemed to be soaked by her sweat, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if she was also worried about Wujing's safety. Her eyes revealed a trace of anxiety, but more of it was determination. She knew that Wujing was in danger at the moment, and she must not retreat.

Ling Shuang's expression was stern, like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years, and his eyes were as firm as the brightest North Star in the night sky: "Well, speed up, a moment later, Wujing will be more dangerous." Although his voice was steady, one could hear the anxiety hidden in it. The ice-type fighting spirit was flowing slightly on the surface of his body, and the faint blue light seemed to add a little help to his speed. His eyes were always looking straight ahead, as if he wanted to penetrate the many obstacles and see the miserable situation of Wujing at this moment.

Chu Li was running while trying to recover her own mana to prepare for the next battle. She panted and said, "Everyone be careful. Since the enemy dares to attack Wujing, they must be well prepared." Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which slid down her cheeks as she ran. She knew that this rescue mission was difficult and the enemy's strength should not be underestimated. She had to stay in the best condition and provide strong support for her companions.

As the crowd gradually approached Wujing, the scene in front of them became more and more tragic, as if a doomsday scroll was slowly unfolding before their eyes. Wujing's walls had been breached in several places, and the huge gaps were like the hideous wounds of a giant beast. Black smoke filled the sky over the entire city like the tentacles of a demon. The war raged in the city, turning the originally prosperous streets into a sea of fire. On the street, Wujing's soldiers and a group of mysterious people in black robes were fighting fiercely. The black-robed people had varying strengths, but they cooperated well and attacked fiercely. Their figures shuttled through the firelight like a group of ghosts in the dark. Although the Wujing soldiers fought desperately and shouted loudly, they gradually fell behind under the fierce attack of the black-robed people. The blood dyed the earth red, and the bodies of the soldiers lay in the streets in all directions.

"It's someone from the Soul Palace!" Xiao Muchen's eyes were sharp, and he recognized the identity of the man in black robe at a glance. The style of the black robe and the evil aura emanating from the body were consistent with the characteristics of the Soul Palace he was familiar with. He was furious, as if a long-suppressed volcano had erupted in an instant, and he used the "Sword of Gale and Rain" without hesitation. He rushed into the enemy formation like a gust of wind, so fast that people could only catch a vague afterimage. As the long sword was swung in his hand, it seemed to turn into a silver lightning, and sharp sword energy shot out like a torrential rain, whistling through the air, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air. In an instant, several people in black robes were hit by the sword energy and fell down screaming. Their bodies were like branches broken by the wind, and they collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

Ye Feng followed closely behind, swinging his mace like a brave cheetah, unleashing the "Mountain-Splitting and Mountain-Breaking Attack". The mace, with its tremendous force, smashed into the enemy formation like a cannonball. Wherever it went, the air seemed to be compressed instantly, making a dull roar. The surrounding black-robed people were blown away by this powerful force, like fallen leaves blown by the wind, falling down one by one. He roared loudly: "Soul Palace bastards, give me your life!" The voice was as loud as a bell, echoing on the battlefield, making the enemy shudder.

Lin Wan'er was not to be outdone. She moved lightly among the enemies like a dancing butterfly, performing the "Phantom Sword". Her figure was as erratic as a phantom, making it hard to grasp. Her long sword flashed with cold light, like a lively light and shadow. Each sword accurately stabbed the black-robed man's vital points. Her swordsmanship was as natural as flowing water, but it contained great power. For a moment, screams were heard one after another, and the black-robed man fell one after another. Blood splashed on her clothes, but it did not affect her fighting spirit at all.

Ling Shuang formed seals with both hands, and the icy fighting spirit surged out, as if it was an ice spring gushing out from an extremely cold place, performing the "Ice and Snow Burial". The temperature around him dropped sharply, as if he had instantly entered an ice cellar that had existed for thousands of years. The ground froze quickly, and the ice layer was as smooth as a mirror, yet extremely hard. Countless ice spikes protruded from the ground, like countless sharp swords, freezing the black-robed people inside. Some of the black-robed people tried to break free, but were cut by the ice spikes, and their blood dyed the ice layer red, and strange blood flowers bloomed on the white ice surface.

Chu Li cast a supporting spell in the back. The talisman in her hand shone brightly, like the brightest star in the night sky. A golden light curtain enveloped the martial arts soldiers, adding a solid layer of protection for them. At the same time, she chanted something, and the sound was like an ancient spell, casting a "slow spell" that slowed down the movements of some of the black-robed men. Their originally agile movements became clumsy, as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

With the participation of everyone, the morale of the Wujing soldiers was greatly boosted. The originally low morale was like a ignited flame, rising instantly. They regained their spirits and began to fight back. The shouts of killing resounded through the sky again. However, the Soul Palace seemed to be prepared. Just when the situation improved slightly, an old man in a black robe slowly walked out of the city. His steps were steady, but with a chilling momentum. He exuded a powerful aura, as if he was an unfathomable mountain. In his hand was a black staff, and on the top of the staff was a gem that emitted a strange red light. The light of the gem was like the eyes of a demon, flashing an evil light.

"Humph, you guys came quite quickly, but Wujing is doomed to perish today!" The black-robed old man said coldly, his voice cutting people's eardrums like an ice knife, making people tremble all over. His eyes were full of disdain and arrogance, as if the people in front of him were just a group of insignificant ants.

Xiao Muchen glared at the old man in black robe, the anger in his eyes seemed to devour him: "You old thief, don't be so arrogant! As long as we are here, you will never succeed!" His voice was firm and powerful, as loud as a bell, echoing on the battlefield, conveying his determination to the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe sneered, and that smile was like frost in winter, full of chill. He waved his staff, and a black flame spurted out from the top of the staff, like a black dragon, sweeping towards everyone. The black flame was extremely hot, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be ignited, making a "sizzling" sound, as if groaning in pain. The surrounding objects were instantly devoured by the black flame and turned into ashes.

Xiao Muchen quickly cast the "Star Guardian Shield", and a layer of brilliant Dou Qi shield appeared in front of everyone. The shield was like the twinkling stars in the night sky, emitting a soft and powerful light. The black flames hit the shield, splashing countless sparks, as gorgeous as fireworks, but at the same time it also made the shield tremble slightly, as if it was under great pressure and would break at any time.

Ye Feng shouted loudly and used the "Fiery Sky Burning Strike". A blazing flame burst out from the mace in his hand. The flame was as hot as the sun, fighting against the black flame. The two flames collided with each other, generating a powerful energy fluctuation, like an earthquake. The surrounding ground was cracked, and cracks spread around like spider webs. The light of the flame illuminated the entire battlefield, and the heat wave rushed in, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Lin Wan'er and Ling Shuang looked at each other, their eyes conveying a tacit understanding, and launched attacks at the same time. Lin Wan'er used "Sword Shadow Storm", and countless sword qi formed a storm, sweeping towards the black-robed old man like a tornado, and the sword qi whistled through the air, making a sharp sound. Ling Shuang used "Ice Dragon Break", and a huge ice dragon roared and rushed towards the black-robed old man. The ice dragon exuded a biting coldness, and the air was frozen into ice mist wherever it passed.

The old man in black robe was not afraid at all. He was muttering something, and the sound was like a curse from the Netherworld. The red light on his staff became more and more dazzling. A black barrier appeared in front of him. The barrier was as strong as steel and easily withstood the attacks of Lin Wan'er and Ling Shuang. The sword energy hit the barrier, making a crisp sound, but it could not cause any damage to the barrier; the ice dragon hit the barrier and instantly shattered into countless ice chips, floating in the air.

Chu Li knew that the old man in black robe was very powerful and she had to find his weakness as soon as possible. She focused her mind and stared at his every move, carefully observing his movements and spell fluctuations. Suddenly, she discovered that every time the old man in black robe cast a powerful spell, the light of the gem on his staff would dim briefly.

"Everyone, pay attention! The black-robed old man's weakness is the gem on his staff. Attack the gem!" Chu Li shouted loudly. His voice echoed on the battlefield like a thunder in the darkness, giving everyone hope of victory.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately changed their attack strategy. Xiao Muchen seized the opportunity and used the "Sky-Splitting Star-Slashing Sword". A sword energy containing powerful star power shot towards the black-robed old man's staff. The sword energy shone like a meteor, carrying the power to destroy everything. Ye Feng also swung his mace and used the "Heaven-shaking Strike". The mace, with its powerful fighting spirit, smashed towards the black-robed old man like a collapsed mountain.

The old man in black robe sensed the danger and tried to dodge, but the attacks of Lin Wan'er and Ling Shuang prevented him from escaping. The sword energy and the mace hit the old man's staff at the same time. With a "crack", the sound was like the sound of glass breaking, and cracks appeared on the gemstone on the staff. The light on the gemstone dimmed instantly, and the old man's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that everyone could find his weakness.

Just as he was distracted, Ling Shuang used "Ice Sealed Ten Thousand Miles", and the surrounding space was instantly frozen. A thick layer of ice quickly spread, enveloping everything around the black-robed old man. The black-robed old man roared: "No!" However, his voice was quickly drowned out by the ice layer, and he was unable to break free from the shackles of the ice layer.

Just when everyone thought the crisis was over, a sinister laugh suddenly came from afar. The laugh was like the cry of a night owl, echoing in the silent battlefield, making people shudder...