Lin Du came to his senses and put on his mask, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Cover me!"
Ju Yuan:? Not to mention anything else, his junior sister's ability to knock someone down is engraved in her instincts.
The three of them aimed at the mother tree at the same time, and Lin Du took the opportunity to jump away like a swimming dragon, so fast that he almost left an afterimage.
Today, even if only the nine members of their Supreme Sect are left, they will defend this city to the death.
Lin Du took out his disciple token while setting up the formation, "Is everything okay?"
"It's fine!" Yuan Ye's voice was quite confident, "The five of us are fine."
"Where are the people from Qi Zhen?"
The demon roared and rushed forward. Yuan Ye hissed and threw a charm, "Ouch~, Qi Zhen, I'm afraid he'll drag himself too far and let Jinxuan tie up my iron-eating beast. Don't worry, uncle, I definitely feel a sense of participation." .”
Around the mother tree, Lin Du nimbly dodged the demon's attack, turned over and opened his fan neatly, chopped down the demon, and then used the bone spurs on the demon's body to firmly fix the material to the ground.
"well done."
Lin Du turned around during the gap and looked at the city in the distance behind him amidst the vast stream of demons.
Demons have already broken through and rushed towards Yellowstone City. The barrier set up by the defensive formation shone with golden light. During those desperate collisions, the golden light became stronger and stronger, burning the demons with thorns and black smoke billowing.
At such a critical moment, a monk broke through the spiritual shield, stepped on the magic weapon, and headed straight to the palace in the sky.
On the city wall, the monks who were guarding the defensive array and strangling the approaching demons had begun to discuss.
"There are tens of thousands of monks in Zhongzhou, but only a thousand of them came to resist the demonic tide. Look, how many spiritual lights can be seen in the darkness outside the city?"
"We, the city lord, have searched countless times, but we never thought that before the city was closed, there were evil spirits among the residents, and they suddenly appeared. We are attacked from both sides. How long can we resist?"
"Yes, the appearance of the secret realm of Heavenly Dao now doesn't explain the problem? God has asked us to go up there! By following Heavenly Dao, we can resist the evil spirits, but the city is still broken even after defending it. Does that make sense?"
A monk said with a cold face, "If you look at the monks who are still fighting outside, and then look at the corpses of monks piled up in rows under the city gate, you shouldn't say such words of escaping from battle! Are you worthy of them?"
"It's because of the heavy casualties that we should choose a clear path and retreat! Otherwise, why would the Secret Realm of Heavenly Dao appear now?"
"This is the clear path that God has given us! Do you think it is right to stick to it? Just follow nature! This is the way of heaven!"
The monk said that he was about to stand up and leave, and many people around him also made slight movements. As they were weighing the situation, a torn rag flew over from the air and knocked the impassioned monk among them staggering.
It's not harmful, but the weird greasy smell caused a huge psychological shadow.
The monk could even smell the remaining fishy smell on it mixed with the smell of rancid fermentation of meat. His face suddenly turned green, his stomach was churning, and he almost vomited it out.
The culprit was a fat old man. He came over with a smile and his hands behind his back, apologized, turned around and pointed at his apprentice who had stumbled and scolded him, "Hey, look at you, you came up while squeezing and fell, and even threw the rag out. You're just a short-sighted person, what's the point of joining in the fun? The monks on the front lines are so busy, and you're still trying to join in the fun."
"I'm really joining in the fun and can I share a piece of good meat with you? What good can a useless and unruly thing like you get?"
"What are you looking at? Cultural people call this going without permission and being unethical. Go back and keep an eye on the medicinal food in the pot, so as not to waste all your efforts. Throw in the good ingredients and the soup will burn out."
The little apprentice struggled to get up, but for some reason he stumbled when the master extended his leg. However, he did not dare to speak, so he covered his head and hurriedly went downstairs.
The faces of the monks behind him were green and white, more colorful than the seasonings that the kitchen monks carried with them.
Is this scolding the disciples or them?
But the fat old man and his apprentice disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The remaining people held their breath in their hearts, feeling depressed and unable to say anything. They picked up the bows and arrows in their hands and aimed at the demon that hit the defensive formation. One arrow penetrated the demon's body, and its dark wings flapped and rubbed. The edge of the defensive formation was burned with sparks and black smoke, and it fell down.
Unexpectedly, an accident happened at this moment. An evil demon actually jumped up from behind and went straight to the core of the defensive formation they were guarding. Once the supply of spiritual stones was no longer available, the defensive formation would be broken.
Several monks drew their swords at the same time. Fortunately, they did not leave. If only one or two of them left, Huangshi City might not be able to defend it at all.
The fat old man came to the makeshift stove again and boasted to his apprentice about the past, "Before, I cooked a banquet for a sect of ten thousand people by myself. Hey, that person used ten pots to cook eighty-one dishes." We can supply it!”
The apprentice squatted on the ground and filled the stove with firewood, "Master, where did Senior Sister and Ergou go?"
The old man looked at the billowing water vapor coming out and identified the dissipation of the material's spiritual power. "Your senior sister is very capable. What do you care about her? Anyway, just remember to come back for dinner."
Feng Yan felt that he might not be able to go back in time for a bite of food today.
Originally, every house had closed its doors, but now there were a lot of strange clicking noises, the doors were opened, and there was a rush of chaos.
She looked at the red eyes that lit up in the darkness and slowly turned her head. Ergou beside her looked at her senior sister with an innocent look on her face, "What's wrong, senior sister, isn't this better than searching for each other one by one?"
Feng Yan put away the spatula and took out his two knives. He no longer cared about what this junior brother had done to make the evil spirit reveal its true form.
Now she doesn't need to knock on doors one by one, killing is enough.
The moment the red and black figure rushed out, the two swords simultaneously burst out with fierce sword energy, which was extremely fierce. One by one, they killed the two evil spirits at the end of the street.
After Ergou was sure that the feast could be finished, he turned around and ran away. Carrying the spatula and lid, he went straight to the place where the sects of various aristocratic families and the city guards were stationed. He shouted, "The evil spirits are coming out! The evil spirits are coming out." It’s coming! Someone is coming quickly!!!”
Many of the first wave of injured monks in the city came out, and the sound of swords being drawn could be heard in the criss-crossing streets of the city.
Even if they are the only ones left, they cannot abandon the people in the city.
A few monks rushed towards the secret realm of heaven one after another in the city. Outside the city, there were occasionally embarrassed monks who flew straight into the palace in the sky. They quickly entered it and disappeared.
There are divine towers and palaces in the sky, but there is a bloody storm and muddy abyss on the ground.
The thorns of the mother tree stretched and stretched its branches, like a devil snake striking out with lightning, rushing straight towards the "little ant" that could not be killed or caught. Upon seeing this, Lin Du quickly leaned back, his waist falling on the same level as the sky and the earth, and dodged. One blow.
It happened that someone in sight rushed straight to the secret realm in the sky, shouting, "I am really exhausted, and I don't want to, everyone, take care."
Lin Du took a deep breath and his mind gradually became clearer. Although the major sects should have received the news asking for help, the long battle has blurred the concept of time, and the days are not just like years.
At this time, it is useless to just say that reinforcements are coming. Someone needs to know that not everyone has escaped, but that there are still people fighting together, advancing and retreating together.
Lin Du leaped forward and channeled his energy.
"Disciples of the Supreme Sect, listen to the order and guard Huangshi City until the demonic tide recedes. Do not retreat!"
This sound was made with some spiritual power, clear to the ears, and extremely firm.
Pei Qin, who was beside him, was panting. He quickly heard this sentence, raised his hand and used his sleeve to touch his face, which was stained by the demon blood, and cut off the demon branch that rushed out with a sword.
"Guiyuan Sect disciples obey the order. The demonic tide has not receded. All disciples are guarding Huangshi City. They are not allowed to retreat unless they are seriously injured, and are not allowed to escape to the secret realm of heaven."
This sound was particularly loud and quickly spread throughout the Demon Tide group.
The monks were overwhelmed by evil spirits, as if they were alone in a sorghum field that was blocked from the sky and the sun, holding a sickle. There were sorghums much taller than them on the front, back, left and right, and they couldn't see the people in the fields next to them. It seemed that they would never be able to finish cutting. , and couldn’t see anyone else.
Until a loud voice came from the side.
There were monks who were struggling and had yet to confirm whether it was the Supreme Sect. They soon heard the order from the Guiyuan Sect.
Immediately afterwards, another shout rang out, "Chixiao sect disciples listen to orders! Reinforcements have not arrived yet, fight to the death!"
The real person of the Chixiao sect, who was still trying to kill and fish for people in the group of demons, looked at the place where the voice came from suspiciously. Wait, he is here, and that little bastard spoke for him? Besides the eldest disciple of the Zhang sect, who else can give orders to the disciples.
Is that boy Yizhen down again? ? ?
As three sects opened their doors one after another, orders came one after another from the front line.
Everyone knows that at this time, the special sound transmission within the sect is enough for the disciples in the sect to hear, but the fighting has become so intense and the suppression has become so intense that everyone can only rely on roaring to find their own voice among the roars of the demons. exist.
It is to inspire others, but also to inspire yourself.
No more deserters can be allowed.
"Disciples of the Chunyang Sect, listen to my orders. Those who have the guts will fight to the death! You are not allowed to leave the front line unless you are seriously injured!"
"Disciples of the Chongxu Sect, listen to your orders! The reinforcements have not arrived yet, so fight to the death!"
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"Children of the Jiang family obey orders! Live and die together, advance and retreat together! Kill!!"
