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Chapter 305 White Tiger Gate

Snapped!

In the dense forest, a thick sheet of snow suddenly flew up, and the ground opened up, revealing a dark hole.

Wang Chen jumped out from the secret passage.

He waved his sleeves and hid the tunnel entrance again.

The next moment, Wang Chen's figure disappeared without a trace.

After lighting a stick of incense, he appeared outside Feixian City.

The beast tide has receded.

Twelve airships were suspended in the sky above the city, with their bows pointing outwards in a defensive formation, and their hulls shining with a faint light.

These airships are large-scale third-level magic weapons, and they are very powerful in terms of combat power and attack power.

When the big demon is out, don't dare to take advantage of it!

Some of the spacecraft's hatches were wide open, and a monk wearing a moon-white robe flew in and out.

A very busy scene.

Most of these monks are very young, around 20 or 30 years old. They are basically Qian cultivators, with very few Kun cultivators.

It's just that although the beasts have retreated to Yulong Mountain, the damage they caused cannot be erased in a short time.

Walking on the gravel-strewn streets, Wang Chen witnessed miserable scenes.

Thousands of monsters destroyed half of the city, especially the outer areas, which were almost razed to the ground.

Among the ruins, there were many corpses of monks scattered.

They were actually lucky, at least they still had corpses left behind, as most of the people who died in battle were devoured by monsters.

Leaving blood all over the ground.

The white-robed monks who came down from the airship were cleaning up these corpses.

They first took off the storage bags, carefully searched the bodies, and then piled them together for cremation.

After the corpse was burned to ashes, the white-robed monks cast the rebirth and evil-repelling talismans respectively.

This can dispel the resentment of the dead souls and prevent evil spirits from appearing.

Wang Chen noticed that the chests of these white-robed monks were all embroidered with a roaring tiger with its head raised.

Apparently they belong to the same organization.

Just watching them methodically search for corpses and collect treasures, some of the surviving monks from Feixian City couldn't help it.

A monk quietly hid next to a collapsed stone house and reached out to grab a corpse lying behind the house.

This corpse was wearing a brocade robe, with a bone thorn piercing its head, and its eyes were still wide open after death.

There is a patterned storage bag hanging on his waist, which looks quite high-end.

The target that this monk coveted was exactly this storage bag.

He thought he was unnoticed, but the moment he grabbed the storage bag, a bright sword light suddenly fell from the sky and pierced his head!

Immediately afterwards, a white-robed monk rushed over.

He sneered and scooped up the two corpses without any ceremony.

Then he was caught and thrown into the pile of corpses.

And the same situation happened more than once, and no one was able to successfully steal the chicken.

However, many monks were treated like chickens and killed!

The effect is quite good.

In addition to the monks who died in battle, these white-robed monks are also collecting the corpses of monsters. As long as they are still generally intact, they will put them all in storage bags.

The airship suspended over Feixian City closely monitors the entire city. Anyone who wants to seize food from the tiger's mouth will be severely punished!

However, the white-robed monks do not restrict the entry and exit of the Feixian City monks, nor do they affect their movements, so they ignore them.

But when they encounter some injured monks, the white-robed monks will take the initiative to give them healing elixirs.

And showed considerable kindness.

It was after discovering this that Wang Chen went into the city to investigate.

After experiencing this beast disaster, the situation in Feixian City will undergo tremendous changes.

If he stays outside all the time, he won't be able to understand the situation here, and he will be quite passive in the future.

After all, Wang Chen wants to use Feixian City as a springboard to the West Sea Spiritual Domain.

The central area of ​​Feixian City was undoubtedly much less damaged by monsters. A large number of monks who had survived the disaster gathered together in small groups.

Some people are worried that the monster will come back and want to organize a team to leave Feixian City.

Some people also think that it is very unwise to leave Feixian City now, because there are likely to be a large number of monsters wandering in the outer lands.

Being left alone and helpless after leaving is a sure way to die!

Some wanted to leave, some wanted to stay, and those with different opinions were so quarrelsome that their faces turned red.

"Stop arguing!"

A monk suddenly said: "Does anyone know which company these airships belong to?"

This is the core of the problem.

Previously, monsters besieged Feixian City. If these powerfully armed airships had not appeared in time, everyone present would have been lucky to have survived even one tenth.

It's just that everyone ignored this question intentionally or unintentionally just now, and now they looked at each other and fell into silence for a while.

In fact, many monks have doubts.

On the one hand, they must be grateful to these outsiders for saving their lives and others.

On the other hand, everyone feels that the airship above their heads will not leave easily, and it may have a huge impact on their future lives in Feixian City.

There is an instinctive fear!

"I know."

A middle-aged monk with gray temples said in a deep voice: "They are from the White Tiger Clan!"

Baihumen is a medium-sized sect that cultivates immortality. Its gate is tens of thousands of miles away. This time, they suddenly came to Feixian City in large numbers. If they were just passing by by chance, no one would believe it.

You should know that a medium-sized fairy sect can only gather more than a dozen spaceships, which is already its limit.

Someone asked: "What should we do?"

No one answered this question.

What can be done?

We can only take one step at a time.

There are no other fairy cities within thousands of miles of Feixian City. It is winter again, and the outer realm is very dangerous.

Unless absolutely necessary, who would want to run out at this time?

The purpose of coming to Baihumen is unknown, but with twelve flying ships guarding it, there is no need to worry about the monsters coming back.

It's undoubtedly safer to stay here.

Some supported it, some opposed it, and the scattered monks couldn't come up with a solution.

They quickly dispersed.

Wang Chen, who was mixed in the crowd, also left.

He found an inn nearby to stay.

The original cave has been destroyed by the red earth beast, and most of the tunnels and secret rooms have been destroyed. If you want to go back to live in it, you will need to spend a lot of time renovating it.

It takes no less effort than rebuilding!

Wang Chen did not plan to rebuild, so he would live in Feixian City for a few days and understand the situation before making a decision.

Since the area in the city was basically intact, some restaurants and inns that were not affected by the war did not close down.

No matter how difficult life is, life must go on.

Wang Chen paid the rent for five days and rented a single room to stay temporarily, waiting for the situation to change.

Facts have proved that his decision was correct.

The day after the beast tide receded, all twelve airships landed in the suburbs.

The monks from Baihumen distributed notices in the city.

Wang Chen also took one.

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The first update is sent.


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