The night gets darker and the stars become more numerous.
The bonfire gradually dimmed, and the soldiers each found a place to rest.
Some people spread blankets under the tree, some leaned against the trunk and took a nap with their eyes closed, and some were still chatting quietly.
Lin Yaoyang and Ice Empress were sitting on the branches of a big tree, looking up at the stars.
There were no clouds in the sky, the night sky was clear, and the dense stars cast their cool light without any obstruction.
Lin Yaoyang held the little Ice Empress in his arms, raised his head, and stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar gorgeous starry sky.
He often spent the night trying to find any familiar outline.
For example, Big Dipper, Orion, even the bright spot that is always pointed out as Polaris.
However, after looking around for a long time, I finally had to give up.
He didn't recognize any of them.
Ice Empress doesn't understand Lin Yaoyang's thoughts.
She snuggled into his arms, enjoying a moment of solitude.
His body temperature was higher than that of ordinary people, and leaning against him was like leaning against a heater.
Suddenly, Lin Yaoyang's body shook violently.
Ice Empress was startled and raised his head.
"What's wrong?"
"Sister Bing'er, I feel something is wrong."
Lin Yaoyang hugged Ice Empress and jumped off the branch, put her on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Captains of each team, assemble."
Soon, the captains of eight teams gathered around.
Ice Empress stands next to Lin Yaoyang, releasing mental power induction.
After a moment, her brows also wrinkled.
"I seem to have sensed it too."
Lin Yaoyang Look to the sky to the west.
"It seems like something big is coming. Is there any Soul Power fluctuation?"
Several captains looked at each other and looked at the sky at the same time.
"Palace Master, is he an enemy?"
"Not sure yet."
Lin Yaoyang spoke faster, "Let the soldiers prepare for battle first. Everyone is on alert, don't panic."
"Yes!"
Several captains took the order and left to give instructions to their team members.
In less than a moment, a strange phenomenon appeared in the western sky.
The two black spots are rapidly enlarging.
Those are two airships.
The whole body was pitch black, with dark red runes engraved on the boat's body, giving off a cold luster under the moonlight.
The airship hovers over the forest.
The belly of the boat opened, and dozens of figures descended from the sky. Their black robes rustled in the night wind, and the masks on their faces glowed coldly in the moonlight.
The leaders were three people.
Two men and one woman.
The woman flew at the front, wearing a purple-black robe, with a cold face, and a faint sneer at the corner of her mouth.
Behind him were two men, one tall and the other thin.
Feng Ling, Ming Lei, Nether!
Dozens of Holy Spirit Cult disciples carried Flying Soul Tool on their backs and flew neatly behind them, each of them exuding a strong evil aura.
Feng Ling was hanging in the air, looking down at the people on the ground from a high position.
Her eyes swept over the Red Sun Army warriors, as if looking at a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"Are you Lin Yaoyang?"
Her eyes fell on the orange-red haired boy in the crowd.
Lin Yaoyang raised his head and looked at her.
"It's me. Are you Feng Ling of Holy Spirit Cult?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Feng Ling's eyes.
"You kid actually recognize me?"
She snorted, "But it doesn't matter."
Her eyes swept from Lin Yaoyang to Ice Empress behind him, pausing slightly.
The little girl with green twin tails stood there with her hands folded on her chest and her bright yellow eyes looking at her coldly.
Feng Ling didn't care.
How strong can a little girl who looks like a teenager be?
She looked at Lin Yaoyang again, with a sneer on her lips.
"I heard that you are killing our people. The leader asked me to come and give you an end."
Lin Yaoyang said nothing. He turned his right hand and Corona Sword appeared in his palm.
Feng Ling raised his hand and waved lightly.
"Kill."
Dozens of Holy Spirit Cult disciples came from all directions.
The evil Soul Skill and Soul Cannon flames exploded in the night sky, and the purple-black evil energy and scarlet Soul Power intertwined into a web of death.
Lin Yaoyang Take one step forward.
Corona Sword swept across, and the golden sword light drew an arc, killing all the attacks in front.
The golden flame burned wherever the sword light passed, burning out those evil Soul Power.
"There are a lot of people on the other side."
The voice of Lin Yaoyang echoed in the night sky.
"Everyone, be careful and put your own safety first. Exit the forest and don't force yourself!"
Wang Qiu'er bounced up from the tree roots, golden Dragon Scale covered her arms, and a golden spear appeared in her hands.
She shot away a Evil Soul Master who was rushing at the front, and turned back to glare at Lin Yaoyang.
"You let us go? Do you want to steal someone's head?"
Other soldiers also echoed.
"That's right, Palace Master, how could you do this?"
"Palace Master, when have we ever been afraid of Evil Soul Master? Now that people are coming to our door, how can we back down?"
"Yes! Brothers, we are all born from swords and guns, so be alert and don't lose your status!"
Lin Yaoyang The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Before he could say anything, there was another cold snort.
Nether Thunder Douluo was hanging in the air, looking down at the group of the Red Sun Army warriors with a sneer of disdain on his lips.
"What a bunch of cutely silly guys."
"But that's the end of it."
He released Martial Soul.
Black thunder and lightning exploded from his body, twisting and spreading in the night sky, like poisonous snakes.
Nine circles Soul Ring rose from his feet, two yellow, two purple, and five black.
Nether Douluo follows closely.
A green sword glow bloomed from his body.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black nine circles Soul Ring rises.
Feng Ling Purple-black flames surged out of her body and condensed into a huge phoenix shadow behind her.
The phoenix was completely black and its eyes were scarlet.
Nine Soul Ring, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black and red, emerged.
One is level 92, one is level 93, and one is level 97!
There is also one Hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring!
The auras of the three Titled Douluos are superimposed together, like three mountains pressing on the heart of every Red Sun Army warrior.
Twenty-seven circles of Soul Ring's light intertwined and illuminated half of the sky.
The forest was quiet for a moment.
Red Sun Army's soldiers swallowed, but they did not retreat.
Wang Qiu'er clenched Golden Dragon Spear so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"Jiejiejie..."
Nether Douluo said, "Little guys, why don't you scream?"
Lin Yaoyang looked at the three Titled Douluo in the air and looked back at Ice Empress.
Ice Empress also looked at him and grinned.
Green light exploded from Ice Empress's body, and a huge Ice Jade Empress Scorpion appeared behind her.
The scorpion's body is covered with light blue Dragon Scale patterns.
Nine circles Soul Ring rise from the feet of Ice Empress.
Black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red, red.
Five black Soul Ring, four red Soul Ring.
The breath of Ice Empress was completely released the moment Soul Ring rose.
The pressure of Level 98 Super Douluo is like the storm of Extreme North, overwhelmingly pressing on the three Titled Douluo in the air.
At the same time, golden light exploded from Lin Yaoyang's body, red and silver mechas covered his body, and two pairs of Gilded Fire Wings unfolded behind him.
Seven circles Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet.
Seven-Ring Soul Sage, three Hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring.
His aura is not as overwhelming as Ice Empress, but that pure and fiery Light Power makes every Holy Spirit Cult disciple feel an instinctive shudder.
The faces of Feng Ling, Nether Thunder Douluo and Nether Douluo were full of disbelief.
The forest was quiet again.
Then Ice Empress spoke.
"Smile."
"Why don't you laugh?"
Ice Empress's bright yellow eyes had a hint of teasing.
"Are you born not to laugh?"
Feng Ling's face turned pale.
She looked at the four blood-red Soul Ring around Ice Empress, and the three blood-red Soul Ring around Lin Yaoyang, with only one thought in her mind.
The information is wrong.
This Sun Temple is not a new generation grassroots force.
Behind it stands at least one Super Douluo of Level 98. For every seven-ringed monster standing there are three Hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring monsters.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in her heart, and raised her hand.