Chapter 556

"Miss, what is the matter?"

Below the city gate, Gu Kong looked at Elder Murong Yan.

"I want to know what realm the Xiantian martial artists who came from the Eight Desolations Domain this time are at?"

Hearing Elder Murong Yan ask this, Gu Kong didn't answer but asked back: "What do you mean by asking this, Miss."

"If the Xiantian martial artists who come are not strong, I might be able to help drag the opponent for half an hour."

"You can drag a Xiantian powerhouse?"

There was doubt in Gu Kong's eyes. The realm of the woman in front of him was about the same as his own, both at the First Rank. For Xiantian martial artists, there is no difference between First Rank and Ninth Rank.

He didn't believe that a First Rank martial artist could drag a Xiantian martial artist for half an hour.

"This person must have just entered the Xiantian realm not long ago. If he has reached the mid-stage of the Xiantian First Realm, I can only drag him for a quarter of an hour at most."

Elder Murong Yan knew that the other party wouldn't easily believe her, and said faintly: "Although I haven't entered the Xiantian realm, I cultivate a special soul technique that can cause an impact on the soul of a Xiantian martial artist, making him fall into an illusion."

After Elder Murong Yan finished speaking, the beautiful eyes under her veil blinked lightly: "Your Excellency might as well see where you are now."

"Where am I?"

Gu Kong was stunned. Looking around, his expression changed instantly. He found that he was ten zhang away from the city gate.

But just before this woman reminded him, he was still below the city gate.

Illusion!

Gu Kong thought of the illusion the woman just mentioned, so he had fallen into the other party's illusion without knowing it. What kind of soul technique is this, actually able to make him fall into the trap without noticing.

Below the Xiantian realm, can one still cultivate soul techniques?

However, now is not the time to think about these. This woman's soul illusion is so powerful, making a bold thought appear in his mind.

"It's useless. My illusion can make people fall into the trap without knowing it, provided there is no danger. Once there is a dangerous move, Xiantian martial artists can perceive it."

Elder Murong Yan shook her head slightly. The difference between Xiantian martial artists and ranked martial artists, besides the gap in strength, is another point: when feeling fatal danger, Xiantian martial artists will have a sixth sense intuition.

"I can only drag, but the premise is that I need to be provided with an environment that won't be interrupted."

"Good, leave this matter to me. Is there anything else needed?" Gu Kong no longer doubted the words of the woman in front of him.

"If there are pills that can restore the soul, that would be even better."

Ranked martial artists are not without souls, but they cannot manipulate the soul like Xiantian martial artists because the soul is too weak.

"I will provide the pills."

Gu Kong agreed directly. He is responsible for guarding Clear Leaf City. Under special circumstances, the pills in the medicine shop of Clear Leaf City can be used directly, and now is a special situation.

It was night, and the moonlight was bright.

Outside Clear Leaf City, the earth shook.

Nearly a hundred black dots quickly headed toward the city gate.

Gu Kong stood on the city wall, his hand holding the sword trembling slightly, his gaze subconsciously glancing at Elder Murong Yan, who was sitting cross-legged in a corner of the city gate.

"They're here!"

This was to remind others at the scene, and also to inform Elder Murong Yan.

"Clear Leaf City, take Clear Leaf City, slaughter the city according to the rules!"

A thousand zhang away, Xu Ke looked at Clear Leaf City, with a cruel look on his face, and the martial artists behind him also had greed in their eyes.

The gains from slaughtering a city are no longer a secret among the martial artists of their Eight Desolations Domain. The resources that can be harvested from slaughtering a city once are worth ten or even dozens of years of accumulation.

"Lord Xu, just leave this Clear Leaf City to us. After the city is broken, we will collect the beauties in this city for Lord Xu."

An old man spoke with a flattering look. Following this Lord Xu for several months, they already knew this Lord Xu very well. This person is a hungry ghost among the lustful, and he is not happy without women by his side.

"Go."

There was evil light in Xu Ke's eyes. It was not his first time slaughtering a city. Every time after breaking the city, he would wantonly humiliate the noble women of the so-called martial arts families in the city, which gave him endless pleasure.

He was born ordinary, and at fifty, he was only at the First Rank. According to this cultivation progress, he would have no chance to step into the Xiantian realm in this life, but the war between the Eight Desolations Domain and the Canglan Domain gave him a chance. Relying on his desperate efforts on the battlefield in the early stage, and touching two bottles of precious pills from the corpse of a dead Xiantian martial artist, he was able to break through to the Xiantian realm.

After stepping into the Xiantian realm, the first thing he did when he returned to his hometown was to slaughter all the big families in the city who looked down on him. As for the women in those big families, they were all ravaged to death by him.

And in this process, Xu Ke found that his realm actually improved slightly, which made him ecstatic.

He originally didn't think he could enter the Xiantian realm, so he didn't know much about the cultivation of Xiantian martial artists, but he heard a sentence: for Xiantian martial artist cultivation, the soul is extremely important.

And satisfying his own desires is also a way of soul growth.

Hundreds of martial artists from the Eight Desolations Domain headed straight for Clear Leaf City. When they saw that the city gate was unguarded, these martial artists were stunned for a moment, but they didn't care. With Lord Xu here, the martial artists of Clear Leaf City couldn't make any waves.

As hundreds of martial artists from the Eight Desolations Domain entered the city, Gu Kong and others in the city also appeared one after another and fought with these martial artists.

Xu Ke looked at the battle below, with disdain on his face. A group of ants still resisting stubbornly.

However, he was not in a hurry to take action; just let these ants fight.

Xu Ke hovered in the air, like a god, and on the battlefield below, the martial artists of the Eight Desolations Domain began to gradually gain the upper hand...

At the city gate, Elder Murong Yan's face was pale at this moment, swallowing a pill into her mouth, and beside her, Su Qin was fully alert, staring at the surroundings. Now... a quarter of an hour had passed, and that Xiantian martial artist had fallen into the Princess's illusion and hadn't discovered any clues.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...

In the city, Gu Kong had already killed dozens of martial artists, panting heavily, and also immediately took out a pill and swallowed it to replenish the consumed energy.

The Xiantian martial artist of the Eight Desolations Domain didn't intervene. Now this battle was their side gaining the advantage, and as long as they dragged it for another two quarters of an hour, the senior brothers would arrive.

"Lord Xu, save me!"

The martial artists of the Eight Desolations Domain panicked. What they thought was that with Lord Xu sitting in command, the martial artists of Clear Leaf City would be trembling with fear and could only exert half of their strength, but they didn't expect that the martial artists of Clear Leaf City were not affected at all. Seeing that the situation was at a disadvantage, Lord Xu in the high sky was actually indifferent.

"Whoosh!"

The long sword in Gu Kong's hand fell, the head of the old man who had just asked for help rolled down, and he looked up at Xu Ke who was unaware, only then breathing a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't wake up this Xiantian martial artist of the Eight Desolations Domain.

Pfft!

At the corner of the city gate wall, Elder Murong Yan could no longer suppress it, her sandalwood mouth opened slightly, and a mouthful of bright red blood gushed out, staining the clothes on her body with dots, and also staining the bluestone in front of her.