I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 804 Battlefield Concentration

Mi Feixue's behavior of using the giant spirit sail as a shield not only angered the Yangmai spiritual masters, but also made them more wary.

Ju Lingfan came from Ju Lingye, but was easily controlled by Mi Feixue like a toy, which also shows Mi Feixue's ability.

And Mi Feixue's subsequent actions dealt a heavy blow to the Yangmai spiritual masters.

"To the battlefield."

She spoke in a low voice, and her dead-water tone was easily blown away by the strong wind.

Only some high-level spiritualists with sensitive eyes and ears who were not suppressed by the spiritual magnetic field on the scene could capture it.

The moment they caught sight of these brief words, a shocking shudder ran through the depths of their souls, which was the soul's instinct giving the body a warning.

Time stood still for a moment, and then spread to the body. The heart vibrated violently and heavily, as if a war drum was being beaten inside.

boom--

Bang——bang——

The strong winds in the area spread outward in a circular pattern, in sync with the rhythm of the war drums in their chests.

For a moment, the Yangmai spiritual masters could not tell whether the sound of the war drums was an illusion in their minds or reality.

Mottled ancient chains emerged from the void and spread into the distance, and the power of imprisoned rules took shape in this world.

Suddenly, a loud thunder sounded in the clear sky.

Mi Feixue raised her head and looked up into the sky with a frown.

She instinctively felt an uncomfortable pressure, but it did not come from Yang Shen.

what is that?

The hazy cognition is always separated by a thin layer of mist. It is just one step away from knowing the truth, but just that little bit away.

Mi Feixue and Qingkong looked at each other for a moment, then recalled what Mi Bayue had told them many times during the secret training some time ago, and gave up looking for the answer.

No matter what that unknown existence is, as long as it doesn't really affect her business, let it thunder or peek, just ignore it.

Mi Feixue regained her composure, and under her will, the magical treasure [True Words] brought the power of the rule of [Going to the Battlefield] to its fullest extent.

The first people to experience the power of this rule were the Yang Ling masters on the scene.

A high-level Heavenly Master tried to resist the blocking force of the iron chain, but the spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any splash. Instead, his soul was injured. He looked at Mi Feixue in disbelief.

The Tianzun next to him asked, "How is it?"

“……”The injured Tianzun did not speak.

The Yang Ling masters around him knew from his expression that the result would not be good.

There were still some Yang Ling Masters who didn't believe it and said coldly: "It's impossible for her soul power to be stronger than all of us. We can just work together to break it."

The injured Tianzun moved his lips.

He couldn't describe the feeling, but he knew that they couldn't break Mi Feixue's rules!

Boom! !

The deafening thunder continued to sound, and even the Yangmai spiritual masters felt that something was wrong.

The higher the star rank of a spiritualist, the more sensitive his soul consciousness is, especially for those who practice books.

Then a Yangmai Shu cultivator realized that the thunder from the clear sky was aimed at Mi Feixue.

He looked determined and told other people of the same lineage about his perception.

Everyone's suppressed emotions suddenly became clear.

"It is said that Mi Feixue is actually a throne rebuilder, using special secret techniques to achieve her current state. As expected, everything has a price. She took advantage of the loopholes in the rules, and she will definitely be devoured by the rules."

"Everyone, please be patient. Maybe her rules will break down on their own."

Unfortunately, they did not see any panic on Mi Feixue's face.

Under the overwhelming warning from the clear sky, Mi Feixue always ignored it and treated the warning from the will of heaven and earth as the barking of a dog.

A fierce battle flag flew over amidst the thunder and landed in Mi Feixue's hands. The battle flag pole was about five meters long, and the flag was even larger, flying automatically without wind.

Mi Feixue's slender body was made to look even more slender.

But no one at the scene dared to look down on her.

Originally, when Mi Feixue stood alone, she looked as reserved as dead water.

Now that she was holding the evil flag, it was as if she was pulling the horrible monster under the stagnant water out of the deep sea. Just the partial shadow that emerged on the water surface was terrifying enough, and one could not imagine the scene after the full monster was revealed.

The Xingsha battle flag seemed to become obedient in Mi Feixue's hands.

Mi Feixue was completely unaware of it and waved the battle flag.

Strange phenomena occurred one after another.

【Shape Change】

The power of the rules of the throne of ghost stories comes with her call.

The Yangmai spiritual master at the scene turned pale.

Not long ago, they had forced the Yin Vein Spiritual Masters of the Extreme Frost Sea to confine themselves to a prison and seek help from outside. Now, the situation has changed, and it is their turn to face the layers of terror, calling for the arrival of the Sun Throne in their hearts.

"Don't panic. She can't easily use the killing rules of the King-level ghost story, otherwise she could have wiped us out at the beginning."

"The rules of the Judge of Tricks have only been partially broken. The throne still cannot easily deal with a star-level spiritualist. Mi Feixue must also have such restrictions."

There are quite a few smart people in the Yang meridian.

But their guess was only half right.

Mi Feixue does have limitations, but it is different from a normal throne.

She did not call upon the rules of [Eternal Dreamland] for the purpose of committing murder.

All over the sky and on the ground, water ripples were shaking in strange shapes, and a group of Yang Ling masters appeared and were spit out from the waves.

Both the Yang Ling Masters who were alert at the scene and the Yang Ling Masters who were suddenly sent here were stunned.

what is this?

Send them teammates?

"Wow!"

In exclamation.

Another team flew out from the strange statue holding battle flags.

The person who appeared this time was wearing the same clothes as Mi Feixue, and at first glance he was the now well-known Night Patrol Envoy.

"Boss, we are here!"

This group of people shouted when they saw Mi Feixue.

Qiao Huai held the battle flag high.

After them, teams of Yang spiritual masters and Yin spiritual masters were brought in one after another under the battle flags.

In a short period of time, spiritual masters from both the Yin and Yang lines gathered here and spontaneously formed a group.

The two sides looked at each other from a distance, each with shock and fear. The one who cared most was the protagonist who caused this situation, and his eyes kept drifting to Mi Feixue.

She actually forcibly concentrated the invading Yang meridians from all over the place here!

If it was a gathering of Yin-mai spiritualists, it wouldn't be so shocking, after all, this could be discussed and agreed upon. But the Yang-mai spiritualists who were here to attack the Yin-mai would not listen to Mi Feixue.

In addition, what makes the Yang meridian feel fearful is the combat power displayed by the Yin meridian today.

It is obvious that in the past, there were very few high- and middle-level spiritualists in the Yin meridian, and all of them were old figures. There were few outstanding ones in the new generation, unlike the Yang meridian where elites emerged in large numbers.

They look at the Yin Meridian with a superior and compassionate attitude, and never think that the Yin Meridian and the Yang Meridian have the power to fight.

At present, there are still fewer high-level spiritualists among the Yin meridians than those among the Yang meridians, but the aura they exude is inexplicably frightening, and they are definitely not ordinary high-level spiritualists.

The eyes staring at them had obscure and crazy expressions, as if they were looking at some fresh blood.

Some young Yang Ling masters who were not in a good enough state of mind could not stand this kind of spiritual pollution. They turned pale and cold sweat appeared on their foreheads before the fight really started.