"It's over..."

On top of the city, an old man with white hair and a broken armor showed a trace of despair on his face.

Not just him, there were many people on the city whose eyes were full of regret and loss.

Yesterday, Yunlan Sword Immortal went out to fight in the city, which caused a high morale in the entire Immortal Burial City.

Even if there is a bloody battle at the top of the city starting today, as long as the morale is up and the garrison is rotated, there is not much danger at the top of the city.

But now Yunlan Sword Immortal came out of the city and led more than a thousand sword cultivators to fight.

If they were all buried outside the city, it would be a huge blow to the Immortal Burial City.

Look, how powerful Yunlan Sword Immortal is. What is the result? Didn’t he only live for one day?

Today, Sword Immortal Yunlan died outside the city. From now on, the morale in the city will be low, and I am afraid that all the immortal cultivators on the top of the city will die again.

"This kid really doesn't make people worry..." Immortal Huyuan, who was far away in the central hall of Burial Immortal City, muttered and turned his eyes to Immortal Purple Jade's position.

Han Wudi is the descendant of his Purple Jade Immortal Lord, so he won't ignore death, right?

"Old Sun, this kid is a bit wild. Does he look like you back then?"

Behind the city, the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal wearing a gray and black robe was also muttering, his eyes falling on Han Muye and the other sword cultivators.

"boom--"

Ahead, one thousand two hundred sword rays smashed through the illusory figures surrounding the city, and crashed directly into the ground outside the city.

One thousand two hundred sword rays landed on the ground, and six sword rays were suspended in the air.

The sword light formed a formation and turned into a bloody long sword that looked like a battle flag.

The long sword flew across the sky, seeming to be a challenge.

"Roar--"

Outside the city, countless roaring Immortal Killers roared and rushed towards the sword formation.

The black-armored protoss army in front moved their positions and began to press forward.

The general trend is rolling, and the endless pressure is sinking.

Han Muye, who was holding a long sword, had a silent look in his eyes and said nothing.

Behind him, five sword immortals who also held long swords looked indifferent.

Yesterday's battle had completely eliminated all fear in their hearts.

Below, one thousand two hundred sword lights stood, waiting quietly.

Only the light and shadow of the long sword soaring into the sky shook the air.

Thousands of feet.

Five hundred feet.

Hundreds of feet!

The dark monster rushing at the front was already a hundred feet away from the sword formation.

But the sword cultivator standing there didn't move at all.

Outside the city, the atmosphere on the battlefield was eerie and heart-stopping.

What made these 1,200 sword cultivators bravely die?

What makes these 1,200 sword cultivators not afraid of such desperate situations?

Could it be that Yunlan Sword Immortal really has a backup plan?

"If these 1,200 sword cultivators died in vain today because of Han Wudi's arrogance, he would be a sinner."

On the top of the city, someone gritted his teeth and looked at the sword formation that was about to be swallowed up.

He did not dare to step out of the city to rescue.

On top of the city, no one dared.

Yesterday, the Immortal Lord took action, and everyone attacked with enthusiasm.

Today, the God Clan army is in front, and there must be a God Clan leader general behind it. Even the Immortal Lord may not leave the city.

In such a situation, everyone could only watch helplessly as the sword cultivator outside the city was crushed into mud.

"Han Wudi, I hope your name of invincibility is not a false one..." An old man holding a sword in his hand stood at the top of the city, and the sword in his hand kept shaking.

There was great fear before life and death, and he did not dare to leave the city.

He admired these sword cultivators who stepped out of the city, and he didn't want them to die in front of him.

But in such a situation, what can we do to survive?

"That kid moved." Someone seemed to be whispering in the void.

Moved.

In the sky above the sword formation, Han Muye pointed his long sword forward.

"Array."

He whispered.

As he finished speaking, a formation disk with a radius of one foot or so appeared below the feet of the twelve hundred sword cultivators.

Immortal lights connected on the jade-colored formation disk, and a light shield instantly rose up to cover everyone.

"Bang——"

The bodies of the dark monsters that rushed forward collided with the array of light shields and shattered into pieces.

Big array.

There are 1,200 formation disks, each of which is a powerful defensive formation.

With so many arrays stacked up, the defense is so strong that it is difficult for the Golden Immortal to break through.

But each piece of this array is worth tens of millions of fairy spirit stones.

One thousand two hundred yuan, that is, twelve billion?

On the top of the city, everyone's faces looked dull.

Is this a waste of money?

"break."

Han Muye's voice came up again.

In front of one thousand two hundred sword cultivators, black thunder beads appeared one after another.

"Fuck, it's the Sky-Shaking Pearl!"

"Well, isn't this thing only used in battles?"

"A 300,000-yuan fairy spirit stone will last a lifetime?"

On top of the city, countless people exclaimed.

In everyone's eyes, the black Sky-Shaking Pearl was launched.

"Buzz——"

A suppressed thunder brewed and swelled.

The vast space ahead began to collapse.

"boom--"

The sky collapsed.

Endless black lightning scattered and shattered, wrapping all the Immortal Killers in front of them and tearing them into pieces.

The golden thunder light and the golden divine dispersion intertwined, making the space outside the city golden.

This blow killed at least a hundred Immortal Killers.

As for the dark monsters, there are probably thousands of them.

This is a feat that can only be achieved in a great battle.

Before the immortal cultivators on top of the city could recover, Han Muye's voice sounded again.

"attack."

attack!

As his voice fell, his figure moved forward.

The six swordsmen marched forward in formation.

Below, the 1,200 sword cultivators standing on the formation board stepped forward to form a cone-shaped battle formation.

Then, war crossbows appeared one after another.
To be continued...