The black cloud boat pressed down on the city and hovered above people's heads.
An unparalleled sense of oppression came over, which was almost not the pressure of cultivation, but the pressure from the level of life itself.
The feeling of surrender comes from the heart; almost all the Holy Spirits kneel down, and this feeling comes from the heart.
Wu Er's cultivation level was quite high, but he still couldn't help but tremble.
Faced with this cloud boat, the human cultivators on the city wall forgot to unleash their spells and simply stood there dumbfounded.
On the other hand, the situation of the demon race is completely opposite to that of the human race.
Both the great and small demons were very excited. Even though we were too far away to see their exact expressions, we could tell how excited they were from the churning demon clouds.
If you open your mind and listen carefully, you can hear their shouts.
"What's on this cloud boat...?"
Wu Er stared blankly at the sky, his voice very soft and his breathing very light.
Beneath this cloud boat, one dares not make any excessive movements.
And so, the imposing cloud ship came to rest above the city.
For a long time, they remained silent.
The cloud boat remained perfectly still, but the hearts of the people in the city were in constant turmoil.
Just as the air was about to become heavy and stagnant, several figures appeared on the cloud boat.
Rows of well-equipped soldiers lined up in the sky, their armor and weapons gleaming.
When these soldiers appeared, all the monks in the city were stunned once again.
The cultivators defending the city, however, recovered their senses, and one of them shouted, "It's demons! These demons are all overhead! Fight back! Fight back!"
At this shout, the other cultivators sprang into action, preparing to retaliate.
Wu Er remained rooted to the spot, his face filled with disbelief, and exclaimed, "That's a demon race? How is that possible!"
The equipment of the demon race is generally very incomplete. Even the demon king's subordinates are like a bunch of bandits, with miscellaneous and incomplete equipment.
This unit was so well-equipped and its movements were so disciplined.
So this team... is the Demon Saint's guard!
The Demon Saint himself has arrived here!
Thinking of this, Wu Er felt a chill run down his spine.
"Cast a spell! Unleash a powerful spell!"
At this moment, the sect cultivators on the city wall also began to fight back.
Although they were frightened by the scene just now, the cultivators who have received professional training are different, and they cooperated very well with each other.
Even if the reaction time is short, they can still handle the situation with composure.
Before long, these cultivators began casting spells into the sky, all of which were large-scale killing techniques involving multiple people attacking together!
The spiritual energy fluctuated continuously, and with so many people casting spells at the same time, most of the surrounding spiritual energy was being drained.
Those spells that transform spiritual energy into various positions, these spells reach straight to the heavens.
Whether it's flames, ice, lightning, or sword energy, all of them have affected the surrounding environment.
Although Wu Er was in the city, he could feel the air around him changing from hot to cold, and the light and darkness before his eyes.
Just as these spells were about to strike the cloud boats and soldiers in the sky, a large net flashing with purple light suddenly appeared in the sky.
The large net spread out, protecting the cloud boat and soldiers, while also capturing all the magical spells within it.
After a few muffled "thuds" on the ground, all the destructive magic vanished.
"This...this is the Demon Saint's method?"
Wu Er sighed again.
To be able to block all these spells at once, it seems that no one but the Demon Saint could do it.
Not only Wu Er sighed, but the cultivators on the city wall also sighed, and some even lamented.
The situation is now very clear: the Demon Saint has made his move, so this can no longer be called a war... it's a massacre.
This city will likely become a slaughterhouse for the demon race.
Just as people were thinking this, neither the demons on the top nor the demons besieging the city made any move, remaining in place without any intention of attacking.
The air fell silent once more, until that one sound rang out.
"The Demon Saint has arrived!"
"The Demon Saint has arrived!"
"The Demon Saint has arrived!"
......
The well-equipped demon soldiers shouted "The Demon Saint has arrived!" nine times in a row, their voices like thunder from the sky, deafening everyone who heard them.
After these nine shouts, a person slowly stepped out of the cloud boat.
The man was dressed in a magnificent black robe, the style of which resembled the dragon robe of an emperor. However, instead of dragons, the robe was embroidered with patterns of the Great Dao, which not only added to the sense of mystery but also awe.
Moreover, he was wearing a mask, completely covering his face.
Needless to say, this person's identity is self-evident; with such pomp and imposing presence, he must be the new master of the Eastern Wilderness.
This is the rumored new demon saint – Kunwu.
When the Demon Saint appeared, the atmosphere on the demon side was extremely jubilant.
On the other hand, the atmosphere on the human side was freezing, with a chill permeating the air.
Wu Er patted his chest, trying to slow his heartbeat.
We don't know what this demon saint is up to now, but if something goes wrong, Wu Er won't just sit and wait to die; he'll definitely do everything he can to escape.
He still had concerns: his junior brothers and sisters were waiting for him in Zhongzhou, and he also had to repay the debt of gratitude he owed to Kunwu.
Fortunately, the demon saint did not order the massacre of the city. Instead, he raised his hand and said, "I came here not to kill, but to talk to the human race."
Were we not here to kill?
Upon hearing this, the people in the city recovered from their despair, but they were still somewhat skeptical.
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