At least let their mortal officers and soldiers know what this is. This city is not safe and they must evacuate all the people quickly. With the obstruction of Tongguan City, some people may be able to survive.

The evil blood mist that has reached forty feet is still growing.

The taciturn Zhang Zhichen stood in front of the blood mist with a solemn expression. He only had the fourth level of Qi training, and he knew it, but he didn't want to lie to himself. He wanted to save the people in the city, and he could see the lives on the ground.

Zhang Zhichen turned around and looked at the huge wave of blood evil in front of him: "Cultivation of immortals is as good as a bird immortal!"

With a wave of his hand, nineteen spiritual stones engraved with French characters were arranged in front of him, forming a light shield.

An Nanbo saw the figure in the sky: "Immortal Master?"

Then he looked around. If the Immortal Master was here, Wen Yue should have also arrived.

It's a pity that he didn't find Wen Yue at all, and the figure in the sky was lonely.

Perhaps after hearing Zhang Zhichen's cry, the huge wave of blood evil that was ready to go crashed down.

The mask in front of me immediately cracked, and it might only take a few breaths for it to completely shatter.

At this time, Zhang Zhichen realized that he had entrusted himself with too much power, and that this was simply not something that human power could contend with.

A figure appeared next to him, with his palms pressed against his back, pouring in mana.

The light shield that already had cracks showed no tendency to spread.

Zhang Zhichen looked back and saw that it was Xu Qing.

The magic power of the fifth level of Qi training forms a light-colored shield.

Xu Qing smiled: "Why are you so surprised? You can come, but I can't?"

The colorful sleeves grew in the wind and turned into a long silk ribbon surrounding Liang Ran's body, alienating the evil spirits.

…

Wen Yue sacrificed the soul flag and stood at the center of the formation. As mana poured in, the soul flag seemed to have turned into a black hole, continuously absorbing the bloody evil energy around him.

With the evil spirit washed away, the main pole of the soul flag turned a bright red color as if it was being calcined again.

Boundless evil energy poured in crazily.

Wen Yue sat cross-legged in front of the soul flag, held the magic formula with both hands, and used the seal to guide the soul flag.

The main pole has been refined into a seamless whole, and the soul flag suddenly stretched out, and the rectangular flag cloth turned into a long dragon circling around the main pole, spiraling in the sky.

It's like a huge funnel.

The larger the area, the faster it absorbs evil spirits, so for the sake of the people in Tongguan, the magic power in Wen Yue's body poured out desperately.

The originally thick blood-evil mist around him dropped rapidly.

The uncoordinated lines on the flag were also corrected, as if the stitches were removed and re-sewed.
Chapter completed!