Song Dahu and all the original thirty-six teams also climbed onto the city wall to engage in a life-and-death battle. Xing'er was no exception, waving a top-quality magic weapon to attack the city.
Although the dark army is strong, it is still unable to move forward under the obstruction of the city defense formation and hundreds of thousands of people.
"Have you contacted Baizong Mountain?" Hai Tianxiao frowned urgently at the gate of Nancheng and asked Baoji Mountain Road.
"I contacted him, but I haven't received a reply yet, and not one of them has arrived." Baojishan smiled bitterly.
"Damn it! Don't they know the meaning of death? After breaking through Dingbei City, can these people let them go? Absolutely not!" Hai Tianxiao said angrily.
"We can't count on them in a short time. City Lord, is it time to mobilize all factions in the city to join the war?" Baojishan suggested.
"Why don't I want to mobilize various factions to join the war, but in such a situation, can those two old guys be safe?" Hai Tianxiao's eyes were full of worry.
"The enemy is at hand, I think they will know the importance of it. Moreover, the enemy's strength is obviously stronger than our army. If there are a few more waves of attacks, the formation will be in danger!" Baojishan looked very anxious.
"Okay. In the name of the City Lord's Mansion, you immediately issue recruitment orders to all factions, and at the same time inform the deputy sect master and ask him to pay close attention to the movements of those two old guys." Hai Tianxiao said helplessly.
The situation is urgent and everyone must be mobilized to fight against the powerful enemy. Only then can we have the possibility of saving the city.
Another point is that those who attack the city are all cultivators from different continents. No matter what kind of grievances there are internally, they can still be consistent with the outside world at all times of life and death.
At this moment, Anping, Qixing and Yinshan City, which are also among the ten cities in the far north, were also invaded by the dark army, and fierce battles were taking place in several attached cities.
Before that, Tu Yancheng had already fallen, and the entire Zi Yuan Sect surrendered.
The dark army appeared out of nowhere and attacked half of the ten cities in the far north at the same time.
The dark moment of Hezhou Continent is approaching.
Tu Yancheng, inside Ziyuan Sect.
"Sir, my subordinates have summoned all cultivators of Tianyuan and above in our sect to the meeting hall and are waiting for your instructions." Wang Qinggong bowed and reported back to a leader in black.
"Well, very good, lead the way." The leader in black nodded.
"Yes." Wang Qinggong still bowed forward, just like the elders leading him.
"Are these all your Tianyuan masters?" The black-clothed leader looked at the dozens of Tianyuan cultivators in the hall and couldn't help but frown.
"Yes, yes, yes! I'm reporting back to you, your lord, our sect leader Wang Wuji and forty-seven Tianyuan cultivators died in the battle, and there are only so many left." Wang Qinggong felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly replied respectfully.
"Send it up!" the man in black ordered.
"Yes!" Dozens of cultivators in black lined up into the hall, each holding a blood-red jade slip in their hands.
Wang Qinggong and everyone looked at the jade slips, and felt sadness in their hearts.
If you sign this blood contract document, then everyone's life will be in their hands!
At this time, the black-clothed cultivator had delivered the blood contract to everyone, but no one picked it up. They all stood silently. Some people have clenched their fists and their eyes are ready to spit fire. Some people turned pale and trembled all over.
"Elder Wang, I think the first one will start with you!" Seeing that the cultivators were not moving, the black-clothed leader directly called them by name.
"I, yes, yes!" Wang Qinggong felt aggrieved and felt humiliated, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and pull out a sliver of his soul and send it into the bloody jade slip.
"I will fight with you!" At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly rose up and chopped off the head of a black-clothed cultivator with a knife. During the brief confusion, he shook his hands and threw out the two magic weapons. , go straight to the leader in black.
"It's just a clown!" The black-clothed leader did not dodge at all. He raised his hand and took the two magic weapons into his palm. With a slight flick, the head of the Tianyuan cultivator also flew up.
"Kill!" However, this move did not scare everyone. Two more Tianyuan cultivators rose up and killed three men in black. However, they were chopped into pieces by the men in black who swarmed forward. The crowd began to get restless.
When Wang Qinggong saw this, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly stopped everyone's unusual movements.
"If you want to seek death, I will help you!" The black-clothed leader's fake elixir exploded with aura. He raised his hand and killed two more Zi Yuan Sect cultivators who moved strangely, and then said fiercely.
At this time, hundreds of men in black poured in from outside, each armed with swords, guns and magic weapons, surrounding everyone.
Only then did everyone in Ziyuan Sect settle down.
"Wang Qinggong, if there is another person who doesn't know how to praise me, you will be the first one I kill!" the leader in black said coldly.
"Yes, yes!" Wang Qinggong broke into a cold sweat and responded solemnly.
Immediately, Wang Qinggong turned to everyone again and said with a trembling voice: "Everyone, those who understand the current affairs are heroes. We have reached this point, what else can we do? I hope you will not die in vain again. You all see how powerful the Holy Dynasty is. Here, there is a bright future for serving the Holy Dynasty.
What is the purpose of our cultivating Taoism and immortality? Isn’t it longer life and stronger strength? If all lives are lost, then what is the point of cultivating Taoism and immortality? Also, if we don’t obey, Tu Yancheng will be a river of blood! Everyone, please listen to my advice and sign the contract for the sake of the people in the city and ourselves! "
Everyone was silent.
"Huh?" The black-clothed leader's face instantly darkened, and murderous aura filled his body.
"I, I sign!" An elder couldn't stand the pressure and signed the blood contract with his body trembling.
Someone took the lead, and the remaining dozens of cultivators also signed blood contracts one after another.
"Okay, everyone is very aware of current affairs. From today on, you are members of my Holy Dynasty. As long as you are loyal to the Holy Dynasty and serve the Holy Dynasty wholeheartedly, the Holy Dynasty will not treat you badly. Come on, Each person will be rewarded with two hundred Great Rod Pills, five Heavenly Rod Pills, ten soul-nourishing grasses, and two hundred third-grade spiritual stones!"
The leader in black beat a stick and gave a sweet date. Although this trick was very inferior, the reward materials were indeed expensive, and many people were moved.
At the same time, in the wasteland thousands of miles away, two teams were running wildly, some rushing through the air, and some running on the grass, but the number of people in the black-clad team behind was obviously much larger than that in front. times.
The leader of the fleeing team turned out to be Zhong Pengfei!
Behind him were Cheng Shijie and Gong Yuyan who were covered in blood, Fu Shuangbing, the deacon of Ziyuan Sect, and three other Tianyuan cultivators.
The dozens of Lingtai Realm disciples who were running away on the ground were already exhausted and were gradually overtaken by the pursuers. The outcome could be imagined.
Dozens of Tianyuan realm men in black were chasing after them with swords, ignoring the Lingtai cultivators below. Their targets were the seven Zhong Pengfei.
