The City Lord’s Mansion has become a temporary command center.

Ding Lie, who was seriously injured, had a bone-shaped bone-shaped brow, frowned and looked gloomy and sad.

Several fake pill monks around him all looked solemn and were in a depressed mood. They discussed the situation of the war with him and ways to defend the enemy.

Hearing Jiang Yunhe's report, Ding Lie pondered for a moment, gently threw down the combat map in his hand, and said decisively:

"All monks, fight out of the city, open the city gates, and let the mortals escape!"

"Neither! If we leave the city to fight, we will have no way to die!"

A general with false pill cultivation level cried out with despair.

"We can't hold it for too long if we don't leave the city, I'm afraid we only have half a day!"

Ding Lie stood up and said with a senior expression:

"But we all go to fight, but we can attract firepower, and the mortals in the city will have a chance to escape!"

"The king of king thinks twice!"

Many generals begged.

"This is my choice. I would rather die than be a slave. Dear fellow Taoists... let me do it myself!"

Ding Lie smiled bitterly, stood up, flew up, and walked step by step towards the outside of the city. Jiang Yunhe gritted his teeth and followed with his sword.

...

“What should come, it will come.”

On the city wall, Zen Master Dexin was stained with blood in his ragged monk's robe, and was skinny and bone-thin, as if a gust of wind could blow away. He looked at the dense corpses of the Tianxing monk outside the city with a look of sadness.

This is a hard battle. In the end, I will talk about spiritual medicine and elixirs, and even spiritual valleys or even ordinary grains are not enough.

His ancestor, Zen Master Kuhai, chose to betray him, but he was expelled from the sect and stood firmly on the side of the Tianxing monk.

Then, the deep sorrow on his face turned into boundless determination and fortitude, and he roared:

"Forget it, I will use this life to meet that old Nascent Soul monster in a while, and see if their Nascent Soul in Yaochi is really invincible!"

Zen Master Dexin really took his best, his sleeves fluttered, soaring into the sky, blocking the huge cloud tower.

This old Nascent Soul monster is too strong and can break the defensive formation with one blow. If they can block it for a moment, the mortals in Bianhuang City will live for a moment.

"I'll go too!"

Qiao Bashan stood up and fell again. He hammered the ground with grief and anger, panting, and said:

"Oh, if the Lord of Taichu is still there, where will it be their turn to show off their power in Yaochi monks?"

"I'm afraid that the Lord of Taichu can't resist them even if he is here!"

Next to it, there was a monk with broken arms full of despair and sadness.

"Don't go! Don't go and seek death! I met the Lord of Taichu on the way, but he should go to Nutao City!"

At this time, Miaosu hurriedly said.

Although Jiang Tian said that he would not let her tell her whereabouts, she thought that it was fine to say it under this situation, and even encouraged everyone's fighting spirit.

However, as soon as she rushed into the city, she quickly joined the battle and didn't even have time to explain the situation to everyone.

"What are you kidding? How dare he come! He is just a foundation-building monk! It's simply vulnerable. Haha..."

The monk with broken arm said in grief and anger.

He was so disrespectful to Jiang Tian, ​​but everyone didn't say anything about him, and it was hard to say anything.

He had already cut off one arm by the enemy, his wife and children were both sacrificed in the war, and he also bleeded for the Star Realm. He was not

coward.

However, under tremendous pressure, after tragic sacrifice, people will always feel pessimistic and desperate.

It's understandable.

"Really, I believe that the Lord of Taichu will come soon. Don't be impulsive and don't go to die!"

Miaosu is anxious and wants to persuade everyone.

"He won't reply, coward!" the broken-armed monk shouted in a collapse.

"I'll go too! Jiang Taichu is not a coward, his friend and comrade-in-arms, nor is he a coward!"

But Qiao Yingluo wiped away her tears, her eyes were firm, she walked into the air with her sword, and followed her.

Immediately afterwards.

The monks of Tianxing looked determined and rushed out of the Bianhuang City.

Outside the city, hundreds of monks stood together, their faces as calm as sculptures, and they looked like death, and wanted to use their flesh and blood to shake the old Nascent Soul monster in the beast-headed cloud tower.

Under the shadow of the huge cloud tower, they were like a group of tiny mosquitoes, almost negligible.

However, their fighting spirit was still rolling like a tide, and their faces were filled with unyielding fighting spirit.

"interesting!"

At this time, a handsome young man wearing a golden crown and a yellow robe slowly walked out of the depths of the cloud tower.

"Why don't you surrender? Why do you want to be a lackey for a mortal on earth? You can even die without hesitation! Go and die one after another!"

His face was as beautiful as jade, extremely handsome, his every move was grand and elegant, like a god in the world, but he exuded a huge momentum.

Chen Liuhe!

The commander of the Yaochi army, the true teaching of the Yaochi Tiandao Sect, reached the level of infant formation at a young age. It is said that it is only one step away from the list of God of War on the Immortal Ruins.
Chapter completed!