The city is about to fall!

Endless despair enveloped Yangcheng.

The guards on the city wall are still fighting bloody battles!

However!

This is all to no avail.

When a defender falls, a fresh zombie rises.

The defenders are getting smaller and smaller as they fight, and the zombies seem to be endless.

Facing the coming tide of corpses, the defenders were filled with fear and despair.

In their eyes, they no longer had the firmness and bravery they once had, but were replaced by deep fear and helplessness.

In the dusk, the black tide of corpses was like a black cloud, crushing towards the city wall.

The zombies under the city wall have piled up into dozens of terrifying hills.

Like a beast in the night!

The zombies with dim eyes, as if responding to the call of death, launched the final attack on Yangcheng.

At this time, the morale of the guards on the city wall had completely collapsed.

Everyone's faces were full of exhaustion and fear.

Facing the fear of the unknown, everyone is left with nothing but despair.

"Are you going to die?"

"It's over!"

"Zombies have captured the city wall!"

"I don't want to die yet."

"Ooooooo, I want to go home."

"Mom, I want to find my mother."

The defenders collapsed and fled in all directions.

The remaining generals still wanted to gather the remaining soldiers to resist, but to no avail.

Chaos begins to spread!

Complete chaos made resistance impossible.

Even though some people still want to resist, their strength has been exhausted and they can no longer even lift the hand holding the knife.

even……

The long-term battle made these people want to escape, and their footsteps could not be controlled.

I'm exhausted.

Everyone is left with despair!

I could only watch helplessly, watching myself being swallowed up by the tide of corpses.

Almost all survivors had tears in their eyes.

…

"It's almost time, let's retreat."

Behind the military formation, Zhao Pan exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then slowly spoke.

During the entire battle, even the monks at the Nascent Soul stage did not take action.

They were recuperating their strength, not to wait for an opportunity, but to make final preparations for now, to break out.

As mentioned before, practitioners are extremely selfish beings.

These practitioners are extremely willing to sacrifice their lives in order to live forever!

Who is so fucking crazy that he would risk his life at a time like this?

Everyone has finally reached this point in cultivation, and who doesn’t want to live a few more years?

therefore!

As soon as he saw something was wrong, Zhao Pan immediately made plans to evacuate.

"The enemy's momentum is fierce, and Yangcheng will definitely not be able to defend it." Zhao Pan said, "Those people below will die if they die, but it is not easy for us to be able to practice to this day. We can't be wasted here, so we should run away.

"

When it came to escaping, Fairy Miaoyu stopped pretending to be reserved and said directly, "How are we going to run away?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone basically confirmed their intention to escape, and Zhao Pan took out a map from his arms and said, "Although the enemy is powerful, we are not totally without a chance! Let's run separately, always

Those who can escape...those who escape will bring the news of the fall of Yangcheng back to our Hualong Sect, and this matter is over."

Several people on the side nodded, obviously ready to escape.

However

At this moment, someone spoke at an inappropriate time.

The speaker was none other than Song Ziyu!

"Isn't it? I just brought people here, and you are going to run away now?"

Song Ziyu said, "Didn't we agree to guard it for ten days to create opportunities for your sect? You can't leave, you can't leave."

Song Ziyu's words were so sanctimonious that Zhao Pan felt a little embarrassed on the spot.

It must be said that Zhao Pan also has his own little calculation in his heart!

Within the Hualong Sect, there are many large and small factions.

These factions have long been in a state of alliances, alliances, and mergers. Unfortunately, Zhao Pan and Cai He are part of a faction that is regarded as a thorn in the side of their leader Huang Ruofei, so they are sent out as coolies.

Therefore, Zhao Pan will definitely not sacrifice his life for Huang Ruofei's order.

After hearing Song Ziyu's objection, Zhao Pan sighed and explained, "Fellow Daoist Song, what you said is a bit inappropriate! What's going on now, are you still trying to be brave here? The current situation in Yangcheng, let alone ten days of defense

, even if we wait until dawn, it’s impossible!”

"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense to him, let's leave quickly!"

Cai He was already in a panic, turned into a blue cloud and fled in one direction.

However!

Before Zhao Pan and Fairy Miaoyu could run away, a red light suddenly appeared from the sky, and Cai He, who had just flown out, rushed back with his face covered in blood.

"Damn...we're screwed!"

Cai He's face was full of horror.

"what happened?"

"What are you doing here again?"

Zhao Pan and Fairy Miaoyu asked almost at the same time!

Cai He, whose face was covered in blood, said, "Boundary! There is a boundary, it is the Blood Refining Barrier of the Corpse Demon Sect! We are finished... we are finished..."

Hear this!

Zhao Pan almost sat down on the ground, while the reserved face of Fairy Miaoyu beside her suddenly turned pale.

"No... I can't die here!" Fairy Miaoyu escaped from her sleeve, and it turned out to be a sounding instrument used for calling the police.

At this time, the first thing Fairy Miaoyu thought of was to ask for help, to ask for help from her Taoist companion.

Sure enough, most women are like this. When they encounter a troublesome problem that they cannot solve themselves, the first person they think of to help is their man.

However, what is disappointing is that after the sound artifact was released, it was still too late.

"Not enough time!"

Fairy Miaoyu said with a mournful face, "I hope he can come quickly after receiving the news."

Zhao Pan smiled bitterly when he heard this and said, "It's too late. Fanyin Mountain is thousands of miles away from here. We will all refine it when Master Yushang arrives."

Song Ziyu stared at the blood-red black sky and said, "Blood Refining Formation? Do you have any explanation?"

Zhao Pan explained impatiently, "This is the evil method of the Corpse Demon Sect. First, the formation of the land is prepared, and then an area is sealed. Of course, there is only one purpose, and that is to refine all the creatures here into blood elixirs.

"

"Blood elixir? I understand." Song Ziyu read the Qianling Sect's collections and understood "blood elixir" on the spot.

This is an extremely evil technique among demonic monks. It will refine all the human essence and blood in a designated area into a pill that can help old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage prolong their lives.

Because this kind of elixir is too harmful to nature, it has a very bad reputation even in the world of cultivation.

You know, in the final analysis, monks still come from mortals!

If all mortals are refined, monks will be like trees without roots and water without sources, and will eventually perish.

Therefore, most monks who still have some humanitarian ideas deeply hate the art of blood refining.
Chapter completed!