As the saying goes, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. These people had no thoughts about anything else during the monster clan's life-threatening pursuit, but once they are out of danger, people who are restless by nature will also be in the tower.

This is not a very spacious space.

More than half of the guests under Yan Dan's command were killed or injured in the suffocating pursuit just now. The three who were left behind were also the three strongest among them, two men and one woman.

At this time, the three people and three pairs of eyes were all staring at the Bigu Pill in Yan Dan's hand. The temptation of the pill was undoubtedly the greatest for the three of them, such as the low-ranking guest Qing.

The strength of the three of them is only a sliver away from the Dongxu stage. After witnessing the terror of those monsters, they have become more determined to use all means to become stronger.

In the eyes of the three of them, Yan Nanxun has undoubtedly become a shortcut for them to become stronger. Whether it is his status as a member of the Wuhen Sword Palace or the various treasures on his body, these three people can't help but be extremely jealous.

However, due to Yan Nanxun's methods and Yan Dan's prestige among the people, the three of them did not take action for the time being.

But as time goes by, their desire to take action will not be reduced by half.

"Pay close attention to every move of the father and son, and show no mercy once you find an opportunity..."

"But what about the common people..."

"What should I do? These weak mortals will be left useless and once they are obtained, none of them will be left behind..."

One of them spoke with murderous intent, and after seeing the uselessness of these people, they were determined not to leave any of them behind.

Poor sleeping people thought they were out of danger, but they never thought that they had just broken through the tiger's den and stepped into the wolf's den.

The watery darkness quickly enveloped the sky above the entire city, but the city was still brightly lit.

The bloody smell that hit the face was nauseating, but this bloody smell continued to stimulate the nerves of these monsters.

The once bustling streets have now been completely reduced to a living hell. Countless broken arms and limbs are just thrown aside casually, and it is not even possible to determine who belongs to them.

The originally tall city has now become a nightmare that will never go away in the hearts of the people. Outside the city walls, there are countless corpses that cannot even be distinguished, each one is like a sausage, floating in all directions with the cold wind at night.

Now Xu Ming quietly came to the city, looking at the provocative scene on the city wall, he felt anger coming from the bottom of his heart.

Although he was not born in the Nine States of All Realms, everything here is similar to the world he lived in before.

Although the earth fell apart because of the existence of the Ten Thousand Realms and Nine States, the culprit of all this was just the Cultivation Alliance that insisted on going its own way and had nothing to do with these ordinary people.

Now the entire world and nine states are caught in the terrifying shadow of the demon clan's comeback. The cultivators are still able to protect themselves, but these ordinary people have become the best targets for the demon clan to vent their anger.

Some people may say that the demon clan is really ungrateful in doing this, but after all, this is the demon clan, and they are naturally on the opposite side of the Ten Thousand Realms Kyushu.

Once the top ethnic group that ruled the Nine Provinces of the Ten Thousand Realms, the people of these monster tribes were slaughtered like dogs by the monks of the Nine Provinces of the Ten Thousand Realms.

That's how it is to become a king or lose a bandit...

Seeing this, Xu Ming quietly walked into the city. He had reached the stage of transcending the tribulation and would not let these monsters discover his existence.

Although most of the people risked their lives and hid in the tower under the cover of Yan Nanxun and the guests, there was still a small number of people who had no time to hide in the tower and were blocked in the city, facing a dilemma.

At this moment, in a low house, a few children with red lips and white teeth were hiding in the house so carefully that they didn't dare to come out.

Their family members had already died at the hands of the demon clan when the city was destroyed, and a few of them hid in the haystacks due to their short stature to avoid a tragic death.

However, after going back and forth like this, he missed the best time to escape, and was blocked by the monsters on the street, unable to get out.

Fortunately, there were some dry biscuits in the house that could be used to satisfy hunger, but the pungent smell of blood lingered in the nose, making it difficult to eat anything.

"Brother Dali, do you think we can get out of the city alive?"

One of the children asked timidly.

"Don't worry, I believe those cultivation sects will not ignore us..."

"Come on, how can those high-ranking gentlemen care about the life and death of us ordinary people..."

"Stop talking to me!"

The young man named Dali also glared at the latter and made him shut up. At this time, one of the young men with sharp ears and eyes also said quietly.

"Stop talking, someone is coming!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone who had just relaxed had their hearts in their throats again.

Dali couldn't help but tightly grasp the sickle with a cold light in his hand. It was the only thing he could find in the house that could be called a weapon.

The person who broke through the courtyard door and rushed in was a cultivator covered in blood. Obviously, the knife wounds on his body were enough to show his serious injuries at this moment.

The moment he broke through the courtyard door, seven or eight demon clansmen holding various weapons followed closely behind him.

Each of these monsters had green faces and fangs, and they looked even more terrifying when illuminated by the firelight.

"You brat, you hurt our brother. Do you think you can leave safely with your three-legged cat skills?"

At this moment, the demon tribe who was wiping the steel knife and approaching him step by step also said with a ferocious expression, but the cultivator who was covered with wounds still did not take a step back. The perseverance on his face also showed his determination not to be captured without mercy.

The long sword in his hand has been completely curled, and it is obvious that his method cannot break through the tough flesh of these monsters.

If he hadn't hurt a demon clan's eye in a clever way, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hurt a demon clan until now.

But just injuring one of the demon clan's eyes resulted in a miserable end with knife wounds all over his body. It was obvious that the demon clan who just took action was deliberately avoiding hurting this person's vitals.

The purpose is to torture them to death. How can a cultivator not know the mentality of the demon tribe?

I saw a mouthful of his reverse blood turning into blood mist and spraying it on the heads of the monsters approaching him, and then he said with a sad look on his face.

"Even if I, Lu Xingjian, die, I will never make you monsters feel better!!"

Having said that, the originally calm spiritual energy in his body became violent in an instant, and the violent energy that was about to be released also made these monsters feel a hint of danger.

But relying on their rough skin and thick flesh, these monsters not only refused to retreat, but pressed forward step by step towards Lu Xingjian.

His contemptuous eyes under the firelight also seemed to express some kind of provocation. Seeing this, Lu Xingjian was naturally furious. Before he died, he regretted and was angry. At the same time, he also hated himself for his low cultivation level.

"Father, mother, the child is unfilial!"
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