9307. Chapter 9307 Lingcheng Tragedy 1

"Friend Leng!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.

Leng Xuan turned his head and saw Huang Jing standing in the air, looking at him with a smile.

"Old Senior Huang." He was delighted. Huang Jing appeared at this time, presumably with reinforcements.

"Friend Leng, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Everyone, let's help Friend Leng."

As Huang Jing's voice fell, hundreds of people flew out from the city wall, covering the sky and joining the battle.

"Old Senior Huang..."

"Friend Leng, don't worry, I have told them that they will not hurt your friends." As he said that, Huang Jing flashed and rushed into the battle group. After a moment, he was seen holding one person in each hand and returned to the city wall.

With the addition of these hundreds of people, the battle immediately became one-sided.

The people Huang Jing brought were all powerful men who had once called the wind and rain in the underworld. Each of them had powerful means, and they lived in seclusion in Lingcheng for various reasons.

Now, these hidden strong men have once again shown their powerful demeanor.

Just as Leng Xuan was about to speed up his pace and force the other party back, a brilliant golden light suddenly lit up on the other side of the city wall, attracting everyone's attention.

Under the gaze of everyone, a huge golden bell flew up from the city wall and hovered in the air. Then, an old man stepped into the air and punched the golden bell.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "clang", and the gorgeous golden light spread in a ring shape to the surroundings.

The crisp bell sound spread out, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, shocking the mind. Leng Xuan felt that his spiritual consciousness was hit hard and fell into a brief state of unconsciousness. But after the loss of consciousness, he felt an unprecedented sobriety, as if all the fatigue had disappeared.

"Clang!"

The bell sounded again.

With the clear sound of the bell, Leng Xuan suddenly noticed that the thousand-man army of Feng Lie seemed to have undergone a subtle change. The people who were originally attacking fiercely began to move slowly, giving people a feeling of being absent-minded.

"Retreat!"

Just when Leng Xuan was puzzled, he heard Ling Xuejiu's voice from midair.

Under her order, the thousand-man army immediately retreated and soon disappeared from everyone's sight. Looking at Ling Xuejiu who left with a wave of her sleeves, Leng Xuan's tense heartstrings finally relaxed.

Back on the city wall, Leng Xuan immediately found Wufa and asked, "Senior, what's going on?"

The bell sound just now was struck by Wufa. He really wanted to know why the bell sound had such a big impact on Ling Xuejiu's thousand-man army.

Wufa smiled without saying anything, just pointing to two people not far away.

Leng Xuan noticed that the two unconscious people were the ones Huang Jing had just captured.

"I checked them carefully, and there is nothing wrong with their bodies, just some problems with their consciousness."

Hearing Wufa's words, Leng Xuan said: "You mean, their consciousness is controlled?"

"No." Wufa shook his head, "To be precise, they should be controlled by a special method."

"Special method?" Leng Xuan asked puzzledly, "What kind of method can control the behavior of thousands of people? Isn't that too abnormal."

"You misunderstood what I meant."

Wufa said: "They are not forcibly controlled, but they practiced a special method at the same time, connecting each of them together.