"Ah~~~"

The white dragon horse had no way to escape. A shrill scream came from inside. The nebula could no longer cover its body and it fell helplessly from the sky.

The Zichen Star Ring Weapon Spirit over there was overjoyed and shouted loudly towards this side.

"Well done, fellow Daoist Heixun, kill him quickly and come help me!"

"What?"

Young Master Jiuyou shook his hand. Judging from their postures, the two of them have known each other for a long time. Do they still have contact?

The black-armored knight did not answer. Instead, he rode forward and stretched out his hand, and the black spear flew back from the distant sky.

The huge dragon-horse demon body on the ground shrank sharply, twitching and unable to move. It was pierced from the chest to the tail. Black blood spread in large quantities and flowed unbridled on the beach.

"Hei...Xun...let me go..."

Little White Dragon struggled to open his mouth, but the soul inside had also been severely damaged in the battle just now. The fake baby also began to disintegrate because the time limit expired. The stars could not keep up with the recovery rhythm, and the wounds gradually eroded and suppurated.

"Tap, step, step..."

Heixun rode his horse and came closer. He held a gun in one hand and took out a net bag with the other hand. It seemed to be a secret treasure that had been prepared before he came. He fished it out!

A misty blue light shone, and a group of withered soul was fished out. It was Xing Lingjin's spirit body!

"I told you early in the morning that if you come back with me, you'll suffer less, but you just didn't listen. Now that you're fined with the wine instead of the toast, don't blame me for catching you and bringing you back to life!"

"No, no, there is no irreconcilable conflict between us. You were once a human race, so there is no need to be of the same mind as the Wuma tribe. I can help you break free..."

Xing Lingjin struggled to survive and begged.

On the other side, the Zichen Star Ring Weapon Spirit was out of breath, and its spirit body began to puff out smoke.

"Hai Xun, are you done? Why don't you come and help me quickly? You Xingdian clan promised to help me, but there was no trace of me along the way, and I didn't come out until now!"

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Hei Xun ignored Xing Lingjin's plaintive curses and pinned the net bag to the armor on his chest, always ensuring that this thing would not be lost under his nose.

"The one who promised you is our Wuma Clan, not the Star Palace Clan. You have to know who you are cooperating with!"

"Who cares about Ta Ma?"

The Zichen Star Ring Weapon Spirit was also annoyed, apparently resenting the other party for being absent all the time and only focusing on his own mission and not taking it seriously.

So what's the point of me cooperating with you?

"Don't worry, he's just a young boy in the Jindan stage. He's not worth mentioning in my eyes."

Hei Xun's true form is an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, so he naturally looks down on Young Master Jiuyou.

After settling the matter here, we rode to the other side of the battlefield.

It's back to a two-on-one situation again, except that Xing Lingjin is replaced by a Yuanying-stage monk from the Wuma tribe. The pressure on Young Master Jiuyou is even greater than before!

It was difficult for Lin Shan to see down there. This time, his eldest brother might really miss Lingbao.

But who would have expected that Young Master Jiuyou would not admit defeat at all. He had fought back and forth to reach this point. Seeing the Lingbao right in front of him, if he ran away in despair, how could he be worthy of planning for so long?

"I don't care who you are, anyone who dares to stop me today will die!"

"Four gates in array, Xingjun Dharma."

"The Great Netherworld Star Formation, start!"

Behind him, the star gate appeared again, but this time there were four more small star gates surrounding him, whirring around him.

Lin Shan, who was watching the battle, suddenly felt something strange in his storage bracelet, and quickly used the virtual star disk to suppress it.

The young master Jiuyou in the field twitched his face, apparently sensing it, and glanced at the other side fiercely, ignoring the "good brother" who was holding him back.

His Lingbao Youxing Gate was originally a set, with one large, four small and five small gates.

After losing one, I have been collecting materials from everywhere in the past few years, visiting the masters of weapon refining, and before entering the Yuxing Secret Treasures, I made a replacement portal for makeshift use.

Even if it's not as good as the original parts, it can be more or less enough to make up the array.

Now that the five gates have come out together, it is finally no longer the projection of the Star Lord.

Summoned the Dharma of the Star Lord!
Chapter completed!