Chapter 164： Precarious

"The second-generation sect master of the Great Zhou Demon Sect, the Undead Demon Venerable who killed my grandfather's grandfather...'s grandfather, has since forged an endless grudge against my undead Demon Phoenix clan!

In the next few thousand years, the body refining line of the Great Zhou Demon Sect played against my undead demon phoenix clan, winning each other, but after careful calculation, your body refining line still owes my life to the undead demon phoenix clan. "

The black phoenix in the sky floated outside the formation, looking down at the people of the Demon Gate, with a very cold tone.

Seeing the black flames burning all over it, everyone in the magic gate felt very heavy.

Before coming, the sect master once mentioned that the spirit fire of the undead demon phoenix can burn all things, and only the top powerhouses of the body refinement can withstand that powerful spirit fire fighting the undead demon phoenix clan.

Therefore, the sect master told them that if they encounter the Undead Monster Phoenix family, they must retreat.

But who would have thought that this time they came to the front line to do things to defend the city?

If the defender retreats without fighting, the name of the cowardly fighting will be solid, and their demonic cultivators can't afford to lose such a person.

"Where are the people in your Demon Sect's body refinement line?" The Undead Demon Phoenix asked coldly when no one responded.

"If my brother is here! See if he will not destroy you..."

Yuan Qingtian jumped out and wanted to scold, but halfway through the words, he was covered by the young disciples of the Demon Sect behind him.

...

Seeing this, the Undead Monster Phoenix completely lost patience, and a black line of fire spurted out, blasting directly toward the sky!

The several great souls in the big formation simultaneously urged spiritual resistance to resist, but the black line of fire seemed to be able to burn spiritual power, and directly burned all the spiritual power, and then slammed on the sky curtain!

boom!

A loud noise!

A big hole was directly burned out of the sky curtain! The pupils of the magic door cultivators suddenly shrank when they saw this scene.

This black flame is too powerful!

"It's only the middle stage of Yuan Ying, destroy it!"

The head of the demon department slapped the tossing earth dragon tens of meters away, then turned his head and shouted at a crowd of demon monks.

He is the person with the highest level of cultivation, and the so-called city lord on the bright side.

As soon as his voice fell, a demon cultivator in the late Yuanying stage found him in the sky.

The monks of the Demon Sect launched a siege on the Undead Demon Phoenix.

However, with just such an undead Demon Phoenix in the middle of the Nascent Soul, their five Nascent Souls attacked and couldn't break the black flames around the opponent.

At this moment, they had to admit that the Yaozu... also had things like Tianjiao. The ones they faced before were nothing but stinky fish and shrimps.

Not long after fighting, hundreds of streamers in the distance had already rushed into the big formation, and the Twelfth City instantly became precarious.

...

Almost the same moment.

Emergency messages were received from the special support team patrolling back and forth within the second line of defense.

"The Twelfth City Array was broken..."

A middle-aged Yuan Ying who led the team saw the words "Twelfth City" suddenly flashed his eyes, and seemed to remember something.

He hasn't forgotten... a certain big man once suggested to him that he would "take care of" the Great Zhou Demon Gate of the Twelfth City.

An old Nascent Soul behind him hurriedly said: "My lord, the cultivators of the Twelfth City are not weak in combat power. Their formations have been broken. It is very likely that they have encountered extremely powerful enemies. Let's go and support them quickly. ."

The middle-aged Yuan Ying heard this face constantly changing, and at this moment, he knew that the transmission token was also lit up.

"The 32nd city formation was broken!"

Seeing this news, the middle-aged Yuanying was relieved and said coldly: "Go to the 32nd city! The monks in the 12th city have a variety of methods, maybe they can hold on for a while!"

The few people behind him were eager to talk, but in the end they didn't say anything.

After all, Beijiang is the site of the Haoran Sword Sect. If the Demon Dao and the Qi training line suffer at the same time, then based on the distance and closeness, the people who first support the Qi training line are understandable.

...

Half a quarter of an hour later.

The Twelfth City has been blasted to pieces, and as for the thousand low-rank monks who defended the city, they were burned to ashes early, and all of them were killed.

Not only that, everyone in the Demon Sect was also badly injured. Not to mention a dozen or so deaths in the Golden Core Demon Repair, and the Nine Great Yuan Ying also suffered injuries.

Yuan Qingtian was covered in blood, and after assassinating a golden core demon repair, his face showed a look of despair.

"Why haven't the special support team come yet?"

Hearing his question, a communication token fell in the sky, and at the same time a low shout from the poisonous sect master!

"Yuan Qingtian! Ask Dajin for help! My Demon Sect has a grievance with a certain high-level Daxia! Don't expect any special support team!"

Yuan Qingtian looked a little at a loss when he heard this. He lost his memory early, and some things were not very clear.

But let him ask Chen Chen for help, how could this be!

Even if you are dead! It's never possible...

Click!

Before he could continue thinking, the arm of the poisonous sect master fell in front of him, exuding a thick black air.

Looking at that arm, Yuan Qingtian's pupils shrank slightly.

The sect master of the poison part only spoke to him, lost a token, and paid the price of one hand. How fierce was the battle? And how could he... just look at the demon's comrades to die like this?

Thinking of this, Yuan Qingtian couldn't help but burst into tears.

At this moment, he remembered the scene of Senior Brother facing the spirit vein that was about to explode, facing a powerful enemy, and letting him go with the young masters!

The brother is willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of his fellowship, but Yuan Qingtian is so selfish, compared to the brother...he is really not in case!

At this thought, Yuan Qingtian gritted his teeth, with blood on his lips, struggling to pick up the communication token, it looked like it was difficult, as if it was a mountain.

After sending out a message for help, Yuan Qingtian felt that his whole life was completely dim, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, he roared in grief and anger towards a group of Jindan Demon Xiu ~ www.novelhall.com~ made up his mind, Must die here before that person comes! Only in this way can we save a little face! By the way, I can still go to the brother!

...

In the Sixteenth City, Chen Chen is practicing silently.

At this moment, he just waited for the end of the war to collect the spirit stone. Over the past half month, many cities have noticed the super defense of the Sixteenth City, but no one imitated it.

Because the consumption is too huge!

Coming to the border of the two races to participate in the war is only part of the life of cultivating immortals, not the whole thing. It is impossible for people in other cities to put the entire sect or even the background of the entire country into the war.

In their opinion, this Dajin's approach is like an ordinary person's bankruptcy in order to live his 60th birthday.

The gain is not worth the loss!

But they won't say much, after all, everyone has their own ambitions.

"The Twelfth City has encountered a strong enemy... unable to resist, the city has been broken, and we ask for support."

At this time, a certain transmission token in Chen Chen's storage ring lit up.

Seeing this message, Chen Chen suddenly opened his eyes and stood up and walked outside without hesitation.

He has been in the magic gate for a while, and it is impossible to say that there is no emotion.

Moreover, he had fought against many young masters of the Demon Gate.

Shen Lin, the young master of the Corpse Refining Department, even fell into the maze for him, and even the unreliable Yuan Qingtian was seriously injured.

Not to mention that more than half a month ago, a group of Nascent Souls in the Demon Sect faced his current identity and tried to rescue him.

Although the people of this demon sect cultivated in a variety of strange ways, most of them were people of moderate temperament.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, and his voice spread throughout the Sixteenth City.

"Leave fifty Jindan cultivators to control the cannon and guard the city, and the rest, just follow me to support the Twelfth City!"

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