However, before Lu Mingchuan could take action, continuous screams and wails came from the battlefield again.

He immediately turned around and saw that the surviving soldiers on the entire battlefield were pierced by spikes that suddenly emerged from the ground from time to time. However, they would not die immediately. What was waiting for them was the rapid loss of blood when the spikes were retracted.

Therefore, the entire battlefield was filled with wailing sounds, and a large number of soldiers were running around in a panic, fearing that they would be killed by the assassin that appeared inexplicably on the ground.

Lu Mingchuan swept through the spikes and found that although they are big and small, long and short, they have one common characteristic, that is, they are all bone.

So Lu Mingchuan gathered Yuanli to his throat and shouted: "Everyone stays away from the broken bones on the ground."

His voice spread throughout the battlefield like a morning bell and resounded in the hearts of all the soldiers. The panicked soldiers seemed to have found their backbone and immediately followed Lu Mingchuan's instructions to stay away from the broken bones on the ground. Sure enough, no one was attacked again.

Dong Changsheng flew over the battlefield, looking at the huge effect of the ordinary first-level magic skill - the bone spurs, and sincerely realized how important it is to use the right skills at the right time at the right place and at the right time.

Lu Mingchuan's loud shout just now not only woke the soldiers, but also woke himself up.

At this time, Lu Mingchuan, who had calmed down, no longer placed his target on Skeleton No. 3, but saw him jumping lightly and gathering with the surviving generals in the army.

He immediately ordered these people to integrate the surviving soldiers of various divisions and lead them to retreat temporarily.

Then he came to the worshipper and asked, "Can you find the enemy hidden in the dark?"

However, these spiritual masters were silent, and the answer was already very obvious.

When Lu Mingchuan saw this, he was about to say something else, a spiritual master suddenly spoke: "I have a spiritual technique to try."

Without waiting for the others to speak, the person continued, "However, this spiritual technique is a forbidden technique. With my current mental power, I will fall into a coma after using it, so you must ensure my safety."

When other spirit masters heard the word forbidden art, they understood why he had not used the spirit technique before. Forbidden art means danger, and this danger is still for the spirit master who cast the art.

So they looked at each other, and the last spiritual master said to the man: "Don't worry, Brother Ling, your safety is for us."

Ling Zhilan nodded when he heard this, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and then quickly drew talismans in front of him with his hands. After a few breaths, he tilted his head and fell to the ground. The surrounding spirit masters felt that his breath was still stable and relieved, which means that the forbidden technique was successfully used.

At this time, Ling Zhilan's soul was projected above his body, observing the entire world from another angle. The spiritual energy and vitality in the air were presented to him, and even the spiritual hearts of the surrounding spiritual masters could be seen vaguely.

No matter how many times he saw this scene, Ling Zhilan couldn't help but sigh at the magic of "the rhythm of the heart".

Yes, the name of this forbidden technique is "The rhythm of the heart". As for the specific level of spiritual technique, he still doesn't know. This was just a chance to find it in the Luofeng Secret Realm a long time ago.

Judging from the effect of this forbidden technique, the scene Ling Zhilan saw now is equivalent to some of Dong Changsheng's weakened vision. This alone can be seen that this forbidden technique is not ordinary.

Ling Zhilan no longer wasted time. He began to look around, trying to find some unusual places. However, after searching several times, he did not find Dong Changsheng's existence.

At this moment, a soul that was extremely weak in the air in the distance caught his attention. After a little observation, he was convinced that this was the person hiding in the dark.

Although he had some doubts about why this person's soul was so weak, he decided to pass this information to others first.

At this moment, Ling Zhilan couldn't help but look at the weak soul, and at the same time, an inexplicable pulling force came from there, and then his real soul came here along with his projection, and combined it with the projection.

Ling Zhilan immediately realized that he could observe the whole world more clearly, but he was not only not happy, but was extremely afraid.

Outside, just as Ling Zhilan's soul left his body, all the spiritual masters around him looked at him, all with confusion on their faces, and then they started to discuss it.

"I didn't respond correctly, did his mental fluctuations disappear?"

"The mental fluctuations in the use of forbidden arts should not disappear, right?"

"Can it be that the mental fluctuations are too weak and we can't detect them?"

...

At this time, a spiritual master suddenly spoke, "Isn't he a mistake in the art of the art? He died?"

The others stopped discussing after hearing this and looked at the spiritual master. Although everyone had doubts before, no one was willing to say it. Now that the window paper has been pierced, everyone is silent.

At this moment, Ling Zhilan's mental fluctuations appeared again. Everyone was stunned at first, and then all breathed a sigh of relief. After all, no one wanted Ling Zhilan to die inexplicably.

From the disappearance of his mental fluctuation to the reappearance, there was only less than a cup of tea in between. Now the spiritual masters around him only thought that this was the time when he used the forbidden technique, which caused his mental fluctuation to be too many and weak, and no one could sense it.

Then a wisp of information appeared in everyone's minds, and then they looked at Dong Changsheng's position together, and then a man in gray robe appeared there slowly.

Dong Changsheng looked at the spiritual masters worshipping from afar, and the soul fire in his head was unprecedentedly bright and vigorous.

He had to change his plan. At first his plan was to catch all the soldiers and spiritual masters of the court, but now he had to consider how to let them go without leaving any trace.

As for why he did this, everything has to start with Ling Zhilan's soul leaving his body just now.

Ling Zhilan felt the inexplicable pulling force from the weak soul and wanted to struggle, but found that he could not move. At the same time, his soul was constantly approaching the weak soul, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

What frightened Ling Zhilan even more was that his thinking became dull. As he continued to approach the weak soul, he saw a little white light gradually becoming brighter, and at the same time the little light gradually turned into a white light.

Finally, just as his soul touched the weak soul, the white light in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and then a faint sense of repulsion surged into his heart.

At this time, he seemed to have control of his body again. Feeling the real trampling under his feet, he calmed down a little, and then looked into the sky.
Chapter completed!