This is a difficult night, and millions of people are destined to have no sleep tonight.

The 'Seventeen Generals of the Dead City' didn't sleep that night. Except for Liu Keyong who followed Ding Yi, the other sixteen generals were always patrolling around.

Ding Yi and the others were busy refining the array disk, installing it, and testing it. It was not until midnight that all the work was completed.

"Old Liu, go down and rest. There will be a fierce battle tomorrow. You can't do it without good physical strength and good energy. You are the leader of this group of villagers, and you are like this. How can your subordinates rest in peace? We are here in Tucheng. "Don't worry." Ding Yi said to Liu Keyong.

Liu Keyong said: "Young Master Ding, I am not very worried about the battle to defend the city tomorrow. Several immortal masters have made careful arrangements. I am still very confident in the abilities of all the immortal masters. Even if it is to defend the city tomorrow, The city failed, all the immortal masters have already taken care of us, and we won’t have the slightest resentment. If I want to blame, I only blame myself for my bad luck. I just want to follow you and serve these immortal masters well, because tomorrow , regardless of whether we can defend Tucheng or not, the immortal masters only have this day in the Karilu River."

Xie Fei said: "It's rare that you still have this knowledge, and our hard work this day is not in vain."

Seeing Liu Keyong's persistence, Ding Yi said nothing more.

After greeting Liu Keyong, Ding Yi asked about Liu Keyong's family situation and learned that his son had not yet been named. Ding Yi smiled and said: "You are so irresponsible as a father. You have six sons." He is one month old and has not even been given a name."

Liu Keyong said sarcastically: "If this city is lost, this child will inevitably die. Whether he has a name or not, it doesn't matter. This is what I think."

Ding Yi put away his smile, Liu Keyong couldn't be more right, and Ding Yi couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

At this time, Manager Wang interjected: "You are a good bastard, but what are you doing? Are you trying to find a way out for your son by performing this painful drama in front of Young Master Ding?"

Liu Keyong knelt down, kowtowed vigorously, and kept saying he didn't dare.

"I don't mean that. I was born as a pariah. Being able to meet a few immortal masters is already a great blessing. I don't dare to have any other thoughts..."

Manager Wang said grimly: "You'd better remember what you said today. You must know that this person must be self-aware! Your identity and status are determined at birth! You are a pariah, and your son is also a pariah. This is Tsunasu, don’t forget it.”

Yuan Zhen said: "Director Wang also looks down on us cultivators from civilian families?"

Supervisor Wang smiled and said: "Young Master Yuan, you and Young Master Ding both come from good families, and are different from those untouchables like them. What's more, Mr. Yuan, you have such a first-rate talent and qualifications that we can't even flatter you, so how can we look down on you?" Where are you, Mr. Yuan?"

Ding Yi said: "Director Wang, this old Liu family does not want to become a lowly family. This is all stipulated by the empire's system. If you compare your feelings, you don't need to embarrass these poor people anymore."

Manager Wang said: "Master Ding has a kind heart, Wang is just afraid that these untouchables will take advantage of Master Ding's kindness and win Master Ding's sympathy."

Ding Yi nodded and said to Liu Keyong: "Old Liu, please get up. You said something yesterday that was quite right, 'I have no control over my destiny!' As a villager, with this status, in This is the reality of the empire, but you are not completely without opportunities to change everything. Train your son well, maybe he will transcend the world and become a cultivator in the future, completely changing your destiny."

Liu Keyong didn't get up and was still kowtowing like he was pounding garlic.

It wasn't until Director Wang said, "You can get out." Liu Keyong quickly got up and retreated.

Ding Yi didn't rest that night. In addition to repeatedly checking the formation, he was also thinking about the various attacks that those cultivators might launch after dawn.

You must know that in the world of cultivation, there are countless types of cultivation qualifications, and there are many incredible skills and magical powers. Small-scale raids and infiltrations are difficult to guard against. Although Ding Yi surrounded the golden lion flag, he laid out layers of mechanisms and set up several formations.

Law, but he was still a little worried.

As he thought about it over and over, time gradually passed.

When the sky was bright, people from the whole city entered various bunkers and hidden soldier caves according to Ding Yi's instructions in advance. Ding Yi drove the cart puppet and flew back and forth several times at high altitude to cheer up the villagers and also test

The layout of every place.

At eight o'clock on the dot, various cultivation students of the Wang family led by Wang Yinglun appeared in the Qianlu River. This autumn hunting team stopped about five kilometers away from Tucheng.

Ding Yi led the brothers who defended the city, including Xue Ren, Qu San, Zhou Wenhai, and Director Wang, and flew out to meet everyone.

Wang Yinglun laughed and said: "Young Master Ding, and all my friends, if you change your mind now, it's still too late. Otherwise, it will always be a bit unsightly to go to the Qinglian Competition with this defeat."

Ding Yi said: "Chief Wang, you are joking. We worked hard all day yesterday. If we just admit defeat like this, wouldn't our hard work be in vain?"

Wang Yinglun didn't take it seriously and looked at Manager Wang.

Manager Wang quickly replied: "Yesterday, my subordinates came to this earth city to perform their duties and found no violations. I have planted the golden lion flag in the city. The Autumn Hunting Festival can now be held."

Wang Yinglun nodded.

Kang Rengui said: "Young Master, we won't go into the city. Xue Ren, you have to pay attention to protecting the Young Master. He is missing a piece of oily skin."

, I’m asking you for it.”

Ding Yi and Xue Ren nodded to everyone before returning.

Xiao Hui, the flying cat, broke free from Shi Yao's arm and followed him, perched on Yuan Zhen's shoulder, and followed Ding Yi and the others back to the city.

Ding Yi activated the formation, and the solitary Tucheng in the previously flat Qianlu River was filled with mist, shimmering and hazy. The entire Tucheng gradually disappeared under this mist...

Wang Yinglun laughed and said, "What are you doing, Master Ding, setting up a huge formation?"

Kang Rengui said: "If you want the boys to try attacking, you will know."

Wang Yinglun turned his head and said to his grandson Wang Shicai: "The stage has been set. Let grandpa see the results of your cultivation over the years."

Wang Shicai is somewhat similar to Wang Shijie. He is less than 18 years old this year and has just entered the advanced spiritual level. He is one of the most talented people in Xiongzhou. He has inherited the genetic qualifications of the Wang family and is also a psychic.

Division. At the same time, he is also the leader of the vanguard of Xiongzhou.

The Vanguard is an organization established by young cultivators like Wang Shicai. There are sixty or seventy cultivating youths of varying levels under their control. This group of youths have been gathering together to perform, play, and organize various activities. They

They are all pretentious young monks.

Wang Shicai has long been harboring feelings for Ding Yi and his group.

But first of all, Ding Yi and the others are subcontinental elites who came across the sea. There are no underdogs in the team that can participate in the Purple Palace Competition. Although they are a little unconvinced, they must also admit that Ding Yi and the others are better than them.

Be a little bit better.

Secondly, a great master like Kang Rengui was actually just a retinue around Ding Yi. This battle was unmatched by any of these young men. The status of this little puppet master was so unusual that they were a little wary.

Originally, everyone was just discussing below to make some small moves on the big hunt, that's all. I didn't expect these six guys to be so arrogant, trying to challenge the 176 of them with the help of the six of them.

What is unbearable!

After Ding Yi and the others left yesterday, Wang Shicai gathered other cultivation students to discuss how to attack the city.

At this time, Wang Shicai heard his grandfather calling and quickly walked out of the crowd.

"Grandpa, the grandchildren are all ready. Although they are not fierce dragons that can cross the river, these Wang family clan sons led by the grandson are not soft-footed shrimps, dragons or snakes. They have to fight to see the real results. Grandpa

Just wait and see the good show."

Wang Yinglun smiled and said: "If there are more than one hundred and seventy of you, and you can't win against six of them, there is no need to say anything. For those who have some and don't have it, next year's regular money will be cut off for you. You must have it."

Mentally prepare.”

Wang Shicai said: "Grandpa, just watch the show. My grandson will definitely take back the golden lion flag before lunch."

Wang Yinglun smiled and nodded and said nothing more.

Wang Shicai returned to the team, and the young monks from the Wang family gathered around him.

"Boss, what should I do?" the young men asked Wang Shicai one after another.

Wang Shicai looked into the crowd and saw a tall and thin young man.

"Pi Luoqiu, you have mastered the formation, what do you think?"

The tall and thin young man named Pi Luoqiu said quickly: "The formation master who arranged this array is a master. He has sound, light, shadow, shape, energy and momentum. I can't tell a single thing at the moment. But in one day's time

, I understand that they can’t deploy a very clever formation. If I guess correctly, the one deployed outside the city should be one of the variations of the Wanxiang Formation, the Jianmu Formation.”

Wang Shicai dug his ears and said impatiently: "Who asked you this? I only asked you how to break the formation!"

Pi Luoqiu said quickly: "The trees in the forest are afraid of fire, so attack with fire first!"

Wang Shicai nodded and commanded several Fire Spirit monks to launch the first wave of attacks.

Fireball, rocket... Low-level fire spirit monks worked hard to launch their spells into this ghostly forest.

Fire birds, fire horses, fire snakes, fire dragons, meteors and fire rain... The high-level fire spirit monks sprinkled a piece of fire from the sky.

After the fire started burning, a dozen Wind Spirit monks came out and blew strong winds, causing the flames to burn toward Tucheng...

The wind borrowed the power of the fire, and the fire borrowed the power of the wind. In an instant, all the jungles surrounding Tucheng turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Wang Shicai looked at everything in front of him coldly. What a bullshit subcontinental elite. I will burn all the wooden formations you have worked so hard to arrange with a single fire!

All the young cultivators gathered around the fire scene.

Half an hour passed, and an hour passed. The fires around the Tucheng were still burning, and Wang Shicai felt that something was wrong.

This is the spiritual fire released by cultivators. It is said that even a big stone will be burned into ashes at this time. This wooden formation is just some forest trees. It is impossible that it has been burning for an hour and is still burning.

Pi Luoqiu also realized that something was wrong. Without waiting for Wang Shicai's instructions, he quickly ordered two monks to try to take a look inside the fire scene.

Two monks rushed in.

"Brother Pi, the trees inside are not burning at all..." the two people shouted inside.

Piroqiu's face was a little ugly.

Wang Shicai looked at Pi Luoqiu coldly.

"Is this what you are capable of? Baibai

We wasted an hour!"

"Young Master, Jin Kemu, I will ask people to cut down all these trees for him right away..." Piroqiu's face was covered with sweat.

Wang Shicai snorted contemptuously.

"You can take the people and chop the wood slowly. I'm still waiting to attack the city quickly so that I can have lunch!"

Wang Shicai turned his head and said to the other men: "Shixiu, Shiyuan, and Shigang each bring fifteen good soldiers to attack the city from the north, west, and south. Remember, try to break into the city.
To be continued...