His ears were filled with the harsh roars of various people.
"Get the spiritual liquid quickly!"
"Get the Holy Light Talisman!"
"Hold your position!"
"Hurry! Hurry! They're coming!"
…………
Su Yeyu knew that the alien army that had been feared for five years was about to attack the city. They would face an extremely brutal battle, far more brutal than anyone imagined.
At this time, he could not stop trembling because of the fear that penetrated his bones.
Su Yeyu has just reached the middle stage now. He originally thought that this time he would be able to successfully reach the later stage of cultivation on the trial road, become a glorious Yingtian warrior, and participate in the Nine Saints Ascension to the spirit world.
As a result, when I first came to the trial road, I had to fight against the rebels. That wasn't the end of it. Now I had to join the rebels to resist the alien army.
All the beautiful visions in Su Yeyu's heart turned into nothingness. He had a strong premonition that his little life might stay here forever today.
Wow!
In a daze, Su Yeyu was suddenly slapped with a stack of holy light talismans and three large bottles of spiritual liquid.
Then I heard someone scolding harshly: "Let's go! Go to your position! Don't block other people from receiving the spiritual liquid!"
Su Yeyu subconsciously jumped into the air, flew away from the team at the bottom of the Spiritual Liquid Tower, and flew to the wall of Wuxiang City with the people who had received the Spiritual Liquid and Holy Light Talisman.
He looked down, and saw ten long queues forming under the Spiritual Liquid Tower. Nearly ten thousand monks quickly received the Spiritual Liquid and Holy Light Talisman, and then flew towards the wall of Wuxiang City.
Because it is necessary to save spiritual liquid for the formation, everyone's spiritual liquid is managed uniformly, and some of it is not distributed until the war to defend the enemy. The Holy Light Talisman in his hand is the seven-faced saint passed by the Nascent Soul Protector over the past five years.
Light mirrors are made specifically to dissolve ghost mist from other worlds, five for each person.
Su Yeyu quickly came to his own position. The raised stone platforms on the city wall were the positions that covered the entire Wuxiang City wall.
Su Yeyu knew that when Commander Feng gave the order, he and ten thousand monks would work together to activate the stone platform covered with secret texts, thereby activating the defense formation of Wuxiang City.
Panting heavily, he stood at the top of the city and looked toward the dark scene in the Far East.
The entire paradise is shrouded in a dim light every day, which seems to be black but not black, and the darkness rolling in from the Far East is the purest kind of darkness, as if all the light is swallowed up by a growing black curtain.
That is the purest ghost mist.
For ordinary monks like Su Yeyu in the alchemy stage, if they fall into this kind of black mist, their spiritual consciousness will be immediately suppressed for about twenty feet around the body, and their magic power will not be able to resist the invasion of the black mist all the time. Once a little black mist enters the body,
It will contaminate a large area of mana, greatly reducing combat power.
When he thought about facing such a terrifying ghost mist, Su Yeyu couldn't help but want to run away.
But he knew rationally that he couldn't run away! If he didn't work together to block the black mist, he would not be able to escape death even if he ran to the ends of the earth.
"Damn it!"
Thinking of this, Su Yeyu became more and more angry and shouted loudly to embolden himself: "Don't look down on us Yingtian people!"
Before the deepest black fog comes, gray fog will come first. The gray fog advances faster than the black fog, and has already arrived twenty miles away from Xiang City.
Su Yeyu squeezed the Holy Light Talisman tightly and prepared to fight with the alien army, but suddenly, purple light burst out from the gray mist.
The moment he saw the purple light, Su Yeyu's hand that held the holy light talisman loosened immediately.
He stared blankly outside the city wall and murmured: "We are finished..."
Outside the city wall, streaks of purple light were seen flying out of the black mist, a total of seven streaks of purple light.
Each ray of purple light flew twenty miles away from the Wuxiang City before settling in the sky. It turned out to be purple-haired strange ghosts.
Seven purple-haired ghosts lined up in a row, staring motionlessly at the Imageless City in the distance with their terrifying alien eyes.
They are so eerily quiet, staring at their prey.
Purple is the color of death on the road of trials.
The first time Su Yeyu came to the Trial Road, he knew that whenever he saw a hint of purple on the Trial Road, he would drop everything and run away, and pray to the ancestors of the Yingtian clan in the past generations, so that he could have a chance to escape.
At this time, seven purple-haired strange ghosts descended on Wuxiang City, as if they had sentenced everyone in this city to death in advance.
The black mist continued to roll, and soon, the seven purple-haired White Walkers were submerged in the gray mist that followed. Then, under everyone's nervous gaze, they submerged into the deep black mist. Because of the ghost mist, the last of them came.
The terrible long night is coming.
"Listen to my command! Let the holy light shine!"
A command resounded throughout Wuxiang City.
When Su Yeyu heard this order, he subconsciously took out a Holy Light Talisman and pointed it at the overwhelming ghost fog with trembling hands.
He forced himself to push away his fear and concentrate on following orders.
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
"put!"
Wow wow wow!
Ten thousand rays of bright holy light were lined up on the wall of Wuxiang City, and then the holy light turned into flying birds, dragging the gorgeous tail flames, and flew towards the ghost mist in the distance. Each flying bird of holy light
The wakes are parallel to each other and press directly towards the ghost fog.
In an instant, outside the Wuxiang City, there was a bright holy light.
Wherever the ten thousand rays of holy light went, the gray fog instantly dissipated and a clear sky emerged. Not only that, the power of the ten thousand rays of holy light continued to slide towards the Far East.
Soon, ten thousand rays of holy light rushed into the extremely dense black mist, and the black mist illuminated by the holy light was quickly dissolved. After the black mist was dissolved, all the monks in Wuxiang City saw another world for the first time.
The army.
What had the biggest impact on Su Yeyu was the blood-red glowing eyes of the White Walkers. Looking around, pairs of cold red dots spread infinitely into the distance of the sky.
Su Yeyu immediately felt out of breath. He had long thought that the scolding of the alien army would be extremely terrifying, but he never imagined that it would be so endless.
The black mist was cleared by the Holy Light, and rows of gray-furred White Walkers and black-haired White Walkers under the black fog immediately stopped moving. They just stood there quietly, with seven purple-haired White Walkers lined up high in the sky.
Ghosts, all staring at the Imageless City in the distance with their indifferent red eyes.
Su Yeyu thought to himself that if the God of Death had a face, then it would probably be the one in front of him.
"Second wave! Everyone is ready!"
"Three! Two! One! Release!"
A holy light talisman flew out from Su Yeyu's hand again, and thousands of holy lights once again rushed towards the alien army in the distance. But this time, the thousands of holy lights were not aimed at the black mist. Ten thousand holy light birds were streaking in the air.
A golden arc was formed, intensively bombarding the group of ghosts in the distance.
boom!
boom!
Thousands of majestic holy lights exploded in the alien army, and the alien ghosts submerged by the holy light instantly turned into ashes.
Su Yeyu saw the alien ghosts disappearing one after another, and his confidence suddenly increased. If he dared to follow this momentum, he might really be able to block the attack of the alien army.
However, despite being happy, Su Yeyu felt very confused.
So many White Walkers were reduced to ashes, but he could not hear any miserable screams from the White Walkers.
When the brilliance of the Holy Light Talisman completely disappeared, Su Yeyu's pupils shrank suddenly.
He saw the black mist coming from the distance again, and the alien army in the black mist once again marched forward uniformly. It looked like the 20,000 holy light talismans they threw out before were like two talismans thrown into a pond.
The pebbles only made insignificant ripples.
The billowing black fog and the endless tide of corpses are still coming with an unstoppable trend.