As Xie Bian said, the old nun who stormed in suddenly seemed to have received some information. He no longer confronted Barlow and left with a group of young nuns. Barlow did not dare to pursue him and led the jailers back to the prison area and quickly Suppress the gangsters in each prison area.
Then they began to count the number of prisoners. There were less than 10,000 prisoners in the prison that originally had more than 30,000 prisoners. A large part of them were killed, but many of them must have escaped.
The exact number of people who died and how many escaped cannot be calculated in a short period of time. As for the specific number of people who escaped, it is even more difficult to determine now.
The other party has obviously been planning for a long time and is so aggressive. There must be extraordinary people among the escaped prisoners, but all this needs to be investigated slowly in the future.
This is no longer Luo Kai's job. He needs to report the situation here to Shennong Yu. Before leaving, Xie Bian said to him: "It's business here. I'll go and drink with you."
"Okay." Luo Kai agreed, thinking about how to get more information from this guy. In fact, people are just like computers. Memory is like data. It can be deleted or copied at will, even the soul. They can all be torn apart and created into individual incarnations.
If it is true that you have lost certain memories in your past life, then there is a high probability that you lost them voluntarily, and these memories must be very important.
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The war in Tianyuan Immortal City was still in full swing. The army of Jie Tian Pirates finally broke in from the east city gate, but the inside of the city was no better than the outside of the city. It was full of buildings and streets, which extremely restricted the performance of the brigade. The two sides fell into an even more brutal street battle.
In the southwest corner of the inner city, a group of men in black gathered together. They were all silent and waiting quietly.
After a while, several people covered in blood and in ragged clothes arrived here. Their foreheads all had a purple magic pattern, glowing with a faint ghostly fluorescence under the moonlight.
If Luo Kai were here, he would recognize that they were the Shura tribesmen who attacked him in the prison in front. He had defeated them at that time, but more and more prisoners came up later, and he did not kill them in the end. Several Shura tribesmen also took the opportunity to escape.
Seeing their arrival, a group of men in black immediately knelt down towards one of them: "Greetings to the young master."
It was a man with a half-moon-shaped magic mark on his forehead. Due to the long period of imprisonment and the previous battle, he looked very sluggish. He raised his hand tiredly: "Excuse me. How is the situation outside?"
"Lord Huntian has already invaded the inner city, but there are still many masters left in Heaven, which is not enough to establish victory."
The man looked up at the sky and said: "It's almost time. The nearest Taoist sects should be coming soon. Our strength is not enough to occupy the fairy city. You inform Huntian and get rid of the benefits as soon as possible. Evacuate."
"Yes." One of the men in black stood up and turned around, and his whole body turned into a black mist and disappeared without a trace.
A moment later, there was another group of people here, all wearing gray shirts and with no hair. They were the same group of nuns who stormed the prison today.
The man bowed to the old nun who was leading him and said, "Thank you, Master Miaojing, for your help."
The old nun clasped his hands together and said, "Your Highness Bhimo, there is no need to be polite. This is what a nun should do."
The man sighed: "Well, Master helped me out of trouble today. I will be blamed by the Bodhisattva when I go back. I am even more worried that it will trigger another conflict between Taoism and Buddhism. Then my sin will be great."
But the old nun smiled with relief: "Your Highness is kind-hearted, I really can't believe that you are the child of King Asura."
The man had a look of compassion on his face and said: "My father has killed too many sins. I am here to atone for my father's sins. If I can save a point, it is a point."
The old nun shook his head and said solemnly: "It is impossible to have both ends of the road. King Shura uses killing to prove his way. This is his way and his mission. If he continues on firmly, he may become an Asura Buddha in the future."
The man seemed reluctant to talk about this topic and said, "Father, I don't really want to become a Buddha. Well, I'm going to talk about Buddhism and Taoism with my master in the future. I have to leave first. If that guy Barlow finds out my true identity, identity, he will definitely ask the observers from the heaven to take action, and he may not be able to leave by then. Master, please hurry up.
Go back to the mountain and say hello to Xutuo Bodhisattva for me. "
"Okay, I'll see you later, Your Highness." The old nun nodded and disappeared into the night with a group of nuns behind him.
Other men in black guarded the man and came to a very luxurious house with intricate carvings. At this moment, everyone in the house had been dismissed. They took the man to the backyard and opened a door in the yard that seemed to have been dry for a long time. well.
The density of matter in the heaven is extremely high, so digging a well can be said to be as difficult as climbing into the sky. The first few meters are fine, but once it reaches a depth of more than ten meters, it is almost impossible to shake. It requires countless four-dimensional gods with extremely high cultivation levels. The ability of the mind to decompose matter, refining it bit by bit.
A courtyard with a well must be a rich and powerful home, and this dry well is even more important. It has a very deep tunnel that is directly connected to the outer city.
The man came to the mouth of the well and was about to jump off when he suddenly remembered something and said to a Shura tribesman next to him: "The man in the prison today is extremely weird. His fighting style is very similar to my Shura tribesmen. You stay here." , find out where he comes from, what family he belongs to, and what lineage he belongs to, and report to me as soon as possible."
"Yes, young master." The Shura tribesman nodded in agreement, and then his expression and body shape changed rapidly, and the magic pattern on his forehead disappeared, turning into an ordinary human being.
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When the sky turned slightly white, the Jie Tiandao army that had been approaching the Heavenly King's Mansion suddenly stopped attacking, turned to shrink their formation, and began to retreat slowly.
The old demon Huntian who was fighting fiercely with You Zhiyuan and the other three laughed and retreated.
When leaving the inner city area, Old Demon Huntian stretched out his hand towards the sky and grabbed a large group of dark clouds floating in the sky. The condensed dark clouds were torn down by him, acting like a cushion, setting off the floating army of Jie Tiandao. Get up and fly towards the distance.
The density of matter in the sky is extremely high, and the density of clouds is also extremely high. They are really like soft cotton, which can be used as a flying tool.
But this method of soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist is no trivial matter. Generally speaking, only those old gods who have reached the fourth level or above can perform it, but it can only carry a small number of people and objects. Like this, it can directly carry tens of thousands of troops. I'm afraid only someone at the level of a Heavenly King can do it.
The defenders were frightened and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, they were all secretly puzzled as to why the opponent left again when they were about to capture Tianyuan City.
Soon, they knew the answer. They saw countless flying swords flying in the distance, and people riding magic plates flying towards the fairy city. These were Taoist practitioners nearby, some were beasts, and some were powerful. The great demon.
Among them, the most powerful ones were a few old men with fluttering white beards. Luo Kai recognized that one of the old men was his master Kong Guzi.
The Qingwei Sect is actually not that far away from Tianyuan Immortal City, but the space in the heaven is too dense and there is no space to teleport the magic circle. Even flying, it is difficult to break through the sonic barrier. Therefore, these Taoist sects are rushing to catch up, but they are late.
Of course, it is also possible that they came at the right time, otherwise when faced with the Jie Tian Pirates' army, a bloody fight would definitely be inevitable. Without the regular army as the main force, there would be heavy casualties on our side.
Luo Kai had already reported the situation in the prison to Shennong Yu. Although Shennong Yu was surprised, it was like having another wound on his body that was already covered in wounds. It was no big deal.
She was worried about how to deal with the aftermath. She and the middle-level officials in Fairy City would inevitably be reprimanded, but this was actually a small matter.
The Jietian Thieves are rampant, but they have always only dared to wander in the gaps in the lower heaven. Now they dare to come to the middle heaven. There must be someone behind this.
She vaguely felt that the future heaven would be in troubled times.
