Chapter 466: Poisoning Quartet!

Just as the Dragon Array still wants to continue to fill the large array of spar, Ling Xiao’s voice immediately appeared in his ear:
Dragon Array, stop quickly, don’t fight hard with this person for the time being.

The dragon array was unwilling, with a flushed face and a few coughs: "If you don't continue, their army will not attack our Xihe City."
"Don't worry, Dragon Array, you can arrange the maps, the squad and the squad in these few days. When necessary, you still have the chance to compete with Ouyang." Ling Xiao is very sure Said to the dragon array.
Although it was very reluctant, Long array accepted the proposal of Ling Xiao: "Well, I will let you first win a few days, and we will walk in a few days."
The big array was broken, and the spirits of the spirits and coalition forces suddenly stunned. Li Qingxuan took the opportunity to shout: "Brothers, ah, today, Xihe City will be attacked."
"Rush."
As a wave of high-sounding shouts, more than half a million people of the Souls and the United States flocked to Xihe City.
They are only 80,000 meters away from Xihe City. For them, 80,000 meters without obstacles can be reached in a short time.
Sure enough, without the purple light curtain of the nine-day Xuanzang array, these spirits and sorcerers sighed, but in just a few minutes, only about 40,000 meters away from Xihe City.
Looking at this raging crowd, Rao was the mercenaries of Xihe City who were born and died, and died for nine lives. At this time, they could not help but be scared and pale.
More than half a million people, just everyone can condense into a river, not to mention killing them.
They subconsciously looked at Ling Xiao, but seeing Ling Xiao still calm, without any fear of half.
"It's time." Ling Xiao said to himself, then shouted: "Iron pillar, fire."
"Yes, the Lord." Zou Tiezhu screamed and slammed, only one shot.
The purple-level powerhouses who blocked the shells in the air were preparing to intercept the shells. Suddenly they were shocked to find that the gun's flight path was extremely weird, and it was not a squad to the souls.
The gun slanted from the ground on the wall to the ground in front and down, and the whole area was smashed into mud.
The crushed earth flew high toward the front, like a huge wave slamming into the soul of the team.
If the cannons are rushing, these spirits may be afraid, but this gun only drives the dirt toward them. For them, the impact of these muds is nothing at all.
Li Qingxuan immediately felt a strong ominous premonition. With his understanding of Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao would never do such a meaningless thing.
Sure enough, Li Qingxuan’s ominous premonition soon came true.
After the smashing mud caused by the shot of Ling Xiao fell, a large green and purple mist in front of the 30,000 meters quickly swept toward the soul of the soul team.
This large green-violet mist exudes a drowsy sweetness, and immediately tens of thousands of soul-stricken singers in the forefront are planted on the ground, their faces are green, just like being painted Full of green leaf juice.
Li Qingxuan immediately felt that the souls of the gods who fell to the ground were rapidly flying out of their bodies, not knowing where to fly.
"Ah, they are dead." The sorcerers in the rear screamed again and again. Then, they quickly sniffed a lot of green and purple mist, and they softened on the ground and died silently.
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The soul sorcerers on the ground have long noticed that it is not good, but many people have been unable to lift their legs at this time, just like they have a soft foot disease, one by one soft on the ground.
"Can't breathe in the air, can't..." Their consciousness is clear, but their eyes are gradually blurred, and endless sleepiness makes them unable to open their eyes and close their eyes unconsciously.
The guys who are not poisoned are trying to retreat. It’s cold and it’s three cannons that ring the world’s sparkling energy.
"Ah." After losing the protection of the purple-level powerhouses, those people could only watch the purple shells getting closer and closer to themselves.
There was a loud bang, and there was a flash of purple light and blood in front of them, and then they lost their last consciousness.
"Retreat." Li Qingxuan shouted his throat until he finally left the distance of Xihe City 100,000 meters away, and counted the number of people, leaving only 350,000 troops in the 500,000 army.
Li Qingxuan’s face is now even if he wants to twitch and smoke. This is a major casualty, and Rao’s heart is too strong to accept.
He stared blankly at Xihe City, slowly surrounded by those purple-green fog, disappearing in front of his eyes, blank in his mind.
"Too bad..." Many survivors couldn't help but secretly rejoice that they are still alive. They looked at Li Qingxuan with strange eyes. The meaning is already obvious.
"Don't I really die that these people can't break into Xihe City." Li Qingxuan finally passed away and greeted the doubtful eyes cast by these people, and the firm heart finally wavered.
He knows that even if he finally scored in Xihe City, he was also a sinner in front of all the sects.
Because of his wrong command, let the elites lose most of these elites. Such losses are not the responsibility of Li Qingxuan.
Just when Li Qingxuan wanted to give up completely, the communication soul stone on his body suddenly turned on. Then, his numb face finally had a strange expression: "Everyone is stationed in place, the high priest will be tomorrow. At that time, the high priest said that the Lord of the Souls rewarded him with a heavenly spirit artifact, able to deal with the day of the smashing of the gods, and the day when Xihe City was broken, just around the corner."
At this time, even if Li Qingxuan said that it would be good to hear more good words, it turns out that Nangong Yuzhuo’s words are correct. His decision to let those children return to the ground is even more wise.
Everyone in the heart despised Li Qingxuan very much. Although they wanted to abandon Li Qingxuan and go to the face of the tower of the soul, they finally stayed. They waited for the arrival of Yue Xia Nan and see if it would be This battle has saved some situations.
At this time, Ling Xiao is coming to the bodies of the hundreds of thousands of gods who died, and desperately absorbed these souls with the magic token.
Until Ling Xiao couldn't detect the soul again, this stretched out a long stretch, shouted "happy" and turned back to Xihe City.
Nangong Yuzhuo saw the whole process of Ling Xiao’s command, and he admired the dispatching arrangement of Ling Xiao’s dispatching body:
Ling Wei, I am rarely convinced by Nangong Yuzhuo, you are one of the few.

Ling Xiaohe smiled and said: "After the prize, when I beat these guys, you will praise me later."
The mercenaries in Xihe City are all like dreams: the enemy is so retired, it seems that... they are mostly dead and wounded.
Miracle, it is a miracle.
They excitedly hugged each other and celebrated their own magical moments.
"Long live the oldest."
"Long live the West River City."
A shout of shouting sounds spread far and wide, like the war declaration of Xihe City.
The third day of the war in Xihe City ended in the fiasco of the Soul of the Souls.
"I can't go on like this anymore, or else, we have hundreds of purple-level hands together, and the Xihe City will be flattened together." In the main agenda of the evening, those purple-level strongmen remembered that during the day they retired because of toxins, and Exposing the troops on the ground to the spar energy cannon, I can't help but feel the old face shy.
This is already the second time that these purple-level powers have abandoned the ground forces. It is no wonder that the spirits of the ground forces do not trust them. When the danger comes, they are not only looking at themselves, they are faster than anyone else.
In order to save the face, a purple-level powerhouse finally couldn’t hold it and wanted to make a desperate attempt.
Li Qingxuan pondered for a long time and felt that this was his last chance. He couldn't help but sighed and said, "Well, although you try it, if the situation is not good, you should pay attention to your own safety."
The purple-level powerhouse can't help but turn over and white: When did you get Li Qingxuan to care about us?
"Right, then what is the poisonous fog of the green scent, you have a way to get rid of it." Li Qingxuan suddenly asked: "This poison is really poisonous."
A refining elder from Dixianmen said: "There is no refining of my soul, what poison is not used in my heart, or if I didn't think that this devil will use such a fierce poison, I Refining the Qing spirit Dan in advance, today will not lose so much."
"After the horse." Li Qingxuan cursed the elder in the bottom of his heart, but he still wanted to rely on them to get back to the battle, so he said extremely politely to the elder elder: "There is work for you."
Huh... A purple shadow glared at the night and disappeared into the eyes of Li Qingxuan.
The merchants hiding in the tents felt the breath of the strong men leaving, and they were secretly shocked: they wanted to attack Xihe City.
Shangzi Heng’s hand consciously took out the soul stone that was in contact with Ling Xiao, and was preparing to contact Ling Xiao, and suddenly put the soul stone down.
"Would you like to inform the thirteen divisions." The merchants are caught in a contradictory situation and it is difficult to make a decision.
Do not inform the thirteen divisions, if he suddenly faces the hundreds of purple-level raids, he is very likely to die, so that he will live for a lifetime.
But if he informs the thirteen divisions, then the death will be these purple-level powerhouses.
When I thought about the hundreds of thousands of people who died during the day, the heart of the merchants was hurting for a while, and among those who died, there were also the same door of his Haotianzong.
In the face of the death of the same door, his business man can not be indifferent.
On the one hand, he is a teacher, and on the other hand, he is the other door who may die.