Chapter 317 Definitely Feeling Involved

Lin Du came to his senses and put on his mask, "What are you standing there for? Cover me!"

Ju Yuan:? Apart from other things, his junior sister has the ability to turn the tables, which is ingrained in her instincts.

The three of them aimed at the mother tree at the same time, and Lin Du took the opportunity to jump away like a dragon, so fast that he almost left an afterimage.

Even if there are only nine of them from the Supreme Sect left today, they must defend this city to the death.

Lin Du took out his disciple token while setting up the formation, "Is everything okay?"

"We're fine!" Yuan Ye's voice was still full of energy, "All five of us are fine."

"Where is Qi Zhenren?"

The evil demon rushed up with a roar. Yuan Ye hissed and threw a spell out, "Ah~, Qi Zhen, I'm afraid he will be too much of a drag and let Jin Xuan tie up my iron-eating beast and get crazy. Uncle Master, don't worry, I will definitely participate."

Around the mother tree, Lin Du nimbly dodged the attacks of the evil demon, turned over neatly and opened his fan, chopping down the evil demon, then used the bone spurs on the demon's body to firmly fix the material to the ground.

"well done."

Lin Du turned his head in the gap, and looked at the city far behind him amid the vast stream of evil demons.

Some demons have already broken through and rushed towards Yellowstone City. The barrier set up by the defensive formation is shining with golden light. Amidst those desperate collisions, the golden light becomes brighter, burning the demons with a stinging sound and black smoke billowing.

At this critical moment, a cultivator broke through the spiritual power shield, stepped on the magic weapon, and headed straight for the heavenly palace.

On the city wall, the monks who were guarding the defense array and strangling the approaching demons had already begun to discuss.

"There are tens of thousands of cultivators in the entire Zhongzhou, but only a thousand of them came to resist the demonic tide. Look, how many spiritual lights can be seen in the darkness outside the city?"

"Our city lord has investigated a lot, but he didn't expect that there were evil demons mixed in with the residents before the city was sealed off. They suddenly appeared. We are attacked from both sides. How long can we resist?"

"Yes, now that this secret realm of Heaven has appeared, doesn't it explain the problem? The Lord of Heaven wants us to go up! By following Heaven's way, we can resist the evil spirits, but if we defend the city to the death, it will still fall. Is there any meaning?"

A monk said coldly, "If you had looked at the monks still fighting outside, and the monks' bodies piled up in rows under the city gate, you wouldn't have said such words about running away from the battlefield! Are you worthy of them?"

"It is precisely because of the heavy casualties that we should choose to retreat! Otherwise, why would the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm appear at this time!"

"This is the path God has given us! Do you think that holding on is the right thing to do? Follow the will of Heaven! This is the way of Heaven!"

The monk was about to get up and leave as he spoke. Many people around him were also interested in leaving. As they were weighing their options, a rag flew over from the air and hit the monk who had just been so excited and generous, causing him to stumble.

It's not harmful, but the weird, greasy smell casts a huge psychological shadow.

The monk could even smell the residual fishy smell mixed with the smell of sour and fermented meat. His face turned green and his stomach churned, and he almost vomited.

The culprit was a fat old man, who came over with his hands behind his back, smiling, apologized, turned around and pointed at his apprentice who had fallen, and scolded, "Hey, look at you, you squeezed up and fell, and dropped the rag. It's just a trivial matter. What's the point of joining in the fun? The monks on the front line are so busy, and you still come over to join in the fun."

"If you really join in the fun, can you get a piece of good meat? What good can a useless and unruly thing like you get?"

"What are you looking at? People of knowledge call this dereliction of duty and immorality. Go back and watch the medicinal food in the pot, or all the previous efforts will be wasted. What if the soup gets ruined after you put in the good ingredients?"

The young disciple struggled to get up, and was tripped by the master's leg for unknown reasons. He did not dare to say a word, but hurriedly went downstairs, covering his head.

The faces of the monks behind him were a mixture of blue and white, even more colorful than the seasonings that the chef carried with him.

Is this scolding the apprentice or scolding them?

But in the blink of an eye, the fat old man disappeared with his apprentice.

The remaining people held their breath in their hearts, feeling depressed and unable to say anything. They picked up the bows and arrows in their hands, aimed at the evil demon that had crashed into the defense array, and pierced the body of the evil demon with one arrow. The black wings flapped twice and brushed the edge of the defense array, and fell down while sparks and black smoke were burned along the way.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, an accident happened. An evil demon suddenly came up from behind and went straight to the core of the defense array they were guarding. If the spirit stones were not in supply, the defense array would be broken.

Several monks drew their swords at the same time. Fortunately, they did not leave. If only one or two of them had left, Huangshi City would have been completely undefendable.

The fat old man came to the big stove that had been set up temporarily and boasted to his apprentice about the past, "In the past, I was the only one who prepared the food for a large banquet for 10,000 people in the sect. Hey, that person could use ten pots to make 81 dishes and serve them all!"

The apprentice squatted on the ground and put firewood into the stove. "Master, where are the senior sister and Ergou?"

The old man looked at the steam coming out and identified the dissipation of the material's spiritual power. "Your eldest sister is very capable. Why bother with her? Just remember to come back for dinner."

Shengyan felt that he might not be able to go back in time to have a meal today.

Originally every household had their doors tightly closed, but at this moment there were a lot of strange noises of clattering, doors being pushed open and things rushing in with a loud bang.

She looked at the blood-red eyes that lit up in the darkness and slowly turned her head. Ergou beside her looked at her senior sister innocently, "What's the matter, senior sister? Isn't this better than looking for one family after another?"

Shengyan put away the spatula, took out his double swords, and no longer cared about what his junior brother had done to cause the evil spirit to reveal its true form.

Now she doesn't need to knock on every door to investigate, just kill them.

The moment the red and black figure rushed out, blazing sword energy burst out from both swords at the same time, extremely brutal and fierce. With one blow after another, the two evil demons at the end of the street were chopped off completely.

After Er Gou was sure that the feast could be prepared, he turned around and ran, carrying a spatula and a pot lid, straight to the various clans and the places where the city guards lived, shouting, "The evil demons are coming out! The evil demons are coming out! Someone come quickly!!!"

Many of the first wave of injured monks who were resting in the city came out, and the sounds of swords being drawn could be heard one after another in the criss-crossing streets of the city.

Even if they are the only ones left, they cannot abandon the people in the city.

A few monks in the city rushed to the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm one after another. Occasionally, a ferocious monk outside the city flew straight into the Heavenly Palace, quickly entered it, and disappeared.

In the sky there are palaces and towers of gods, but on the earth there is blood, gore, and abysses of mud.

The mother tree stretched out its branches like a lightning-strike demon snake, and rushed straight towards the "little ant" that could neither be killed nor caught. Seeing this, Lin Du quickly leaned back, and his waist fell on the same level as the sky and the earth, thus avoiding the attack.

Someone happened to be in sight and rushed straight to the secret realm in the sky, shouting, "I am really exhausted, I don't want to do this, take care everyone."

Lin Du took a deep breath, and his mind gradually became clear. Although the major sects should have received the message for help, the long battle had blurred the concept of time, and the days passed like years.

At this time, it is useless to just say that reinforcements are coming. People need to know that not everyone has escaped, and there are still people fighting together and advancing and retreating together.

Lin Du leaped up and gathered all his energy.

"Disciples of the Supreme Sect, listen up! Until the demonic tide recedes, you must defend Huangshi City to the death and not retreat!"

This sound required some spiritual power, it was clear and firm.

Pei Qin, who was standing aside, was panting and soon heard these words. He raised his hand and used his sleeve to wipe his face stained with the devil's blood, and cut off the devil branch that rushed out with a sword.

"Guiyuan Sect disciples, listen up! As long as the demonic tide has not receded, all disciples must guard Huangshi City. You may not retreat unless you are seriously injured, and you may not flee to the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm."

This sound was extremely loud and quickly spread throughout the group of demons.

The monks were overwhelmed by the evil spirit, just like a person standing alone in a sorghum field that blocked out the sun, holding a sickle, with sorghum much taller than him in front, behind, and on all sides. He could not see the people in the fields nearby, and it seemed as if he would never finish harvesting the sorghum, and he would never see anyone else.

Until a loud voice came from the side.

Some cultivators were struggling and had not yet confirmed whether the news was from the Supreme Sect, but soon they heard the order from the Guiyuan Sect.

Then another loud shout was heard, "Disciples of the Chixiao Sect, listen up! Until reinforcements arrive, fight to the death!"

The Chixiao Sect master, who was still trying to kill and rescue people in the group of evil demons, looked suspiciously at the source of the voice. Wait, he is here, and that little bastard spoke for him? Besides the head disciple, who else can command the disciples?

That kid Yi Zhen is coming down again???

As three sects opened their doors one after another, commands soon began to ring out from the front lines.

Everyone knew that at this moment, the sect's special sound transmission would be enough for the sect's disciples to hear, but with the fighting and oppression at this point, everyone could only rely on screaming to find their own voices among the roars of the evil spirits.

It is to encourage others and also to encourage yourself.

No one can be a deserter anymore.

"Disciples of the Pure Yang Sect, listen up! Those of you who have the guts, fight to the death! You are not allowed to leave the front line unless you are seriously injured!"

"Disciples of Chongxu Sect, listen up! Until reinforcements arrive, fight to the death!"

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"Children of the Jiang family, listen to my orders! Live and die together, advance and retreat together! Kill!!"