Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 479

Huaiyan, Feixiao, Jingliu and Jingyuan were walking through the ruins of Cangcheng, which looked like the end of the world, with solemn expressions. Ying Xing was unconscious behind Feixiao. His originally heroic face was slightly distorted by the power in his body, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was trapped in a terrible nightmare.

Feixiao carried him tightly on his back, with veins bulging slightly on his arms, trying to steady Ying Xing's body.

There was dead silence all around, only the sound of their footsteps echoing among the broken walls, and every step seemed to step on the broken soul of the city.

Occasionally, stones would roll down from the crumbling remains of the wall. The dull sound of the impact was amplified countless times in the deathly silence, like a death knell, making everyone's already tense nerves even more tense like a fully drawn bowstring.

They walked along the main street that was once bustling. The once magnificent buildings on both sides of the road were now only ruins, like the skeletons of giant beasts forgotten by time, silently telling the story of the city's former glory and tragic destruction.

"Everyone please be careful, this place is full of dangers, any negligence may put us in an irretrievable situation." Jing Yuan said in a low voice, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, not missing any corner that might hide danger, every slightest movement could not escape his perception.

Suddenly, Jingliu stopped abruptly. She seemed to have noticed something. She leaned forward slightly and her eyes became more focused.

"There are abnormal energy fluctuations!" she warned softly and quickly. The Fragmented Sword in her hand seemed to have sensed the threat as it trembled slightly, emitting a low hum.

Upon hearing this, Huai Yan immediately became alert, and energy quietly gathered in his palm.

Huai Yan formed seals with his hands and a faint red glow appeared on his body, which was the prelude to his preparation to exert his powerful strength.

At this moment, a gust of eerie cold wind whistled past, and a group of ghostly black shadows rushed out from behind a pile of ruins.

These dark shadows were erratic and as fast as lightning, and their eyes flashed with a strange green light, which was like a ghost fire burning faintly in the darkness, revealing endless evil and resentment.

"It's ghosts! These ghosts are the resentment of the creatures who died in the war. Their attacks can disturb our minds, so don't let them get close to us." Jing Liu shouted loudly, her voice echoing in the empty ruins.

The evil spirits surged in like a tide. The screams they made seemed to be able to penetrate the human soul and make the surrounding air even colder.

Jing Yuan took the lead like a flash of lightning. He was agile and nimble, and his body was as fast as thunder. He appeared in front of the group of evil spirits in an instant.

He just shook his wrist, and the long sword jumped out of the void and was instantly grasped in his hand.

On the long sword, lightning flashed, and traces of electric current flowed through the blade, making the blade flash with a cold and intimidating light, like the wrath of Thor, and it slashed fiercely at the group of evil spirits that were rushing towards it.

Every time he swung the sword, it seemed to draw upon the power of heaven and earth, bringing up an extremely sharp lightning blade.

The lightning blades were dazzling, like flying knives carrying the power of heavenly punishment, shooting accurately at the evil spirits.

The lightning blade cut through the darkness, leaving behind tracks as bright as day in the gloomy ruins. Each track carried a destructive momentum, accompanied by crackling sounds of thunder and lightning, which was terrifying.

However, the bodies of these ghosts are like illusory smoke and have no sense of substance.

The lightning blades passed through them, only causing their smoke-like and mist-like figures to pause slightly, just like a breeze blowing through a gauze. After a brief pause, they continued to pounce with their fangs and claws bared.

Seeing this, Jing Yuan frowned, a hint of surprise flashed in his deep eyes, and he thought to himself that these evil spirits were indeed troublesome.

At the same time, Jingliu also launched an attack.

The broken sword in her hand turned into a sea of ​​ice flowers as she swung it. Every time the sword was swung, an ice flower bloomed. These ice flowers were crystal clear, but contained a powerful icy force that was enough to freeze the world.

The moment the ice flowers came into contact with the evil spirits, the air around them dropped sharply in temperature and the frost spread rapidly. The evil spirits were instantly frozen in place and turned into lifelike ice sculptures.

Jing Yuan seized the opportunity and swung the long sword in his hand again with the power of thunder and lightning.

Every slash was accompanied by the roar of thunder and lightning, which shattered the frozen ghosts.

The broken ice chips and ghost fragments were illuminated by thunder and lightning, like bright stars scattered on the ground.

Jing Liu's figure is as light as snow, and she moves freely among the group of evil spirits. Her posture is like dancing on ice, graceful and agile.

Wherever they went, the ghosts let out sharp screams after being hit. The screams echoed in the dead silent ruins, like the howls from the Nine Nether Hell, which was creepy.

But there were so many evil spirits, like an endless tide. As soon as one wave was repelled, another wave quickly arrived. The green ghost-like eyes flashed with greed and evil, and rushed towards the crowd.

"These ghosts seem to be driven by some kind of force. We have to find a way to cut off their connection with that force." Jing Liu analyzed calmly while fighting flexibly among the group of ghosts.

Her voice was clearly audible above the noise of battle.

Although Huai Yan is old and a short old man, his strength should not be underestimated.

I saw him forming seals with his hands quickly. Although his movements were a little slow due to his old age, he was still steady and each seal was precise and correct.

As he formed seals, flames rose up around his body. The flames were red in color, like a roaring fire beast, emitting scorching heat.

The flames jumped and rolled around him, as if responding to his call.

He suddenly shouted loudly. Although his voice was a little hoarse, it was full of energy and contained great power.

Then, he pushed his hands forward, and a surging wave of flames swept towards the group of evil spirits.

Wherever the flames reached, the ghosts were burned and twisted, the black smoke on their bodies rolled and twisted under the high temperature, and they let out painful screams.

However, these evil spirits held deep resentment, and although they struggled in the flames, they were not easily destroyed.

Feixiao's figure flashed and turned into a shadow. Her speed was extremely fast, as if she had transcended the limitations of time and space.

She was seen moving among the group of evil spirits, leaving a trail of blurry figures behind.

The weapon in his hand flashed with strange light, and every time he swung it, he could accurately hit the vital parts of the evil spirit.

Although her attacks could not cause fatal damage to the Yin Ling, they effectively disrupted the Yin Ling's attack rhythm and created more attack opportunities for Jing Yuan, Jing Liu and Huai Yan.

The four of them each displayed their abilities and cooperated with each other among the group of evil spirits, and launched a thrilling battle with the evil spirits that were pouring in like a tide.