"Okay!" Chen Xiao nodded helplessly. He took a deep look at everyone, and then said: "Everyone, I'm sorry to trouble you, the hope of the Fairyland Continent depends on you."
After saying that, Chen Xiao quickly left the city gate and headed straight towards the main mountain. Chen Xiao was determined to meditate on the back mountain of the main mountain. There were Buddhist seals and sculptures on the wall of the back mountain. The silence and darkness inside could
Let yourself be quiet, and you can also make yourself peaceful. Chen Xiao took a deep breath. Chen Xiao left, but the war was not over yet.
Chen Xiao's departure caused many monks to completely lose their confidence, and a large number of monks began to collapse. Under the crazy pursuit and interception of the evil spirits and demons, they seemed to have entered a state of endless loop.
"Elder, you can't go on like this!" Lin Zhishui hurriedly found Sun Simiao on the side.
"You have to persist even if you can't do it!" Sun Simiao has placed all his hopes on Chen Xiao. If Chen Xiao can't do it, then there is nothing he can do. For Sun Simiao, all hope is on Chen Xiao.
He must persist until Chen Xiao comes down from the Main God Peak. He must think carefully about how to deal with the siege of the demons and evil spirits.
There are more and more evil spirit clans following, the number of monks' deaths is increasing, and the fleeing monks are also fleeing crazily. This is what Sun Simiao is most worried about. Once it is completely defeated, then Wuhuan Sect has almost no hope of holding on.
. Now Sun Simiao does not expect to win. He only hopes that Chen Xiao can quickly obtain the method of summoning heavenly soldiers and generals. In this way, he can win without fighting.
"Okay!" Lin Zhishui gritted his teeth and insisted.
On the other side, He Zhentian is leading the disciple Ximen of the shogunate to fight against evil spirits. He Zhentian is very powerful and he is at home among these evil spirits. It is easy for him to kill these evil spirits, and these evil spirits are simply
Not his opponent. After several days of fighting, these evil spirits were no match for him. A large number of evil spirits were killed by him. Although He Zhentian was powerful, the disciples of the shogunate had no intention of fighting. After several days of fighting,
, more than half of the more than 100,000 disciples of the shogunate were killed or injured. The evil spirit only suffered casualties of more than 10,000. The death toll of the shogunate was several times greater than that of the evil spirit.
But despite this, the combat effectiveness of the evil spirits remains unchanged, but the combat effectiveness of the monks has been declining, and there is even a faint possibility of defeat in the end. If He Zhentian had not been struggling to support him, it is estimated that the disciples of the shogunate would have been defeated long ago.
Already collapsed. The disciples of the shogunate were also struggling hard. He Zhentian raised his arms and said angrily: "The disciples of the shogunate support me. Even if they die in the battle to the last person, they must support me. Who can
If you run away, who will I kill?"
He Zhentian's arrogance is still the same, his strength is still so strong, and his arrogance is still so arrogant. Under He Zhentian's efforts to control, the situation has gradually come under control. Drawing fuel from the bottom of the cauldron, fighting with a last ditch effort, if you don't win, you will lose. Everyone in the shogunate's disciples knows this
This point. If you don’t even understand this, it will probably be difficult to win.
He Zhentian's body was covered in black blood. After being contaminated with the blood of evil spirits, He Zhentian found that his desire to kill became even stronger. At the same time, He Zhentian also discovered that the combat effectiveness of these evil spirits did not seem to have declined at all. On the contrary, these evil spirits
The combat effectiveness of the city is gradually increasing, and the combat effectiveness is also gradually rising. He Zhentian knows that the situation is not optimistic now. The news from other places is very not optimistic, so he must defend the west gate. No city gate can
If it is lost, any barbican city is definitely an important place to protect. Once the city gate is lost, then death is approaching. Thinking of this, Chen Xiao felt very sad.
He Zhentian can be considered to be able to hold up a world. He uses his own prestige and strength to hold up a situation. Ximen doesn't have to worry about Chen Xiao at all. He Zhentian can stand alone, facing the swarming evil spirit tribe, He Zhentian is violent
With a sound, they were thrown into the battle again. Under He Zhentian's repairs, those guys were quickly cut into pieces.
Black blood flowed, and a large number of evil spirits died miserably in He Zhentian's sword. These evil spirits were very powerful, and these evil spirits were also extremely agile. Even though they were huge in size, their strength was very powerful.
On the other side, the Evil Spirit Tribe has opened a bloody path and reopened the monks' defense line. They are slowly approaching the south city gate. Sun Simiao leads a large number of people to guard the city gate. More than ten elders are guarding this city gate.
Bloody fight. They worked hard to stop the invasion of evil spirits and demons. These crazy evil spirits were like devils. They did not use any weapons at all. Their hands, feet and teeth were all his weapons. Once they fell into
If you fall into their hands, almost no one will survive. They can bite your neck in the shortest time, and then suck your blood crazily. The blood of monks is their favorite delicacy, sucking a lot of delicious blood will make them
His combat effectiveness increased crazily.
Seeing these disgusting evil spirits, the monks were immediately frightened. When the first wave of evil spirits approached the city gate, Sun Simiao led a large number of elders to kill these evil spirits. However, when the second wave
When the evil spirit approached the city gate, Sun Simiao immediately lost his strength. People will get tired, especially at this time. Sun Simiao and the others had been fighting bloody battles for three days and three nights. During these three days and three nights, they
After exhausting all their strength, they had almost no reservations and used all their strength. They worked hard to unleash all their strength.
"No, we must not let them get close to the city gate!" Sun Simiao shouted with all his strength.
"Kill me!" Lin Zhishui immediately rushed forward with a large number of men and horses, entangled with these tall and powerful evil spirits. Lin Zhishui led all the people from the Wudang Sect to rush forward, and the Wudang men and horses were already exhausted.
However, when the two sides got entangled, the Wudang monks were cut and torn apart by each other like bamboo shoots. The gap between the two sides was quickly revealed. However, the same problem also appeared.
The Wudang troops were very tough. Under the leadership of Lin Zhishui, they almost fought to annihilate the entire army. More than a thousand people were killed in battle. Except for a few Wudang elders, all other disciples were killed. Lin Zhishui relied on a
Human power saved all the troops. He gritted his teeth and stared at those guys. Fortunately, Lin Zhishui was the God of Fire, and his skills were able to restrain the evil spirits' attack.
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