Chapter 202 Heavy Casualties
A ghost that was good at hiding quietly approached a decent Nascent Soul cultivator.
Just as it was about to launch an attack, the monk suddenly sensed danger.
He turned around suddenly, waved the whisk in his hand, and a white spiritual barrier was formed instantly.
The evil spirit hit the barrier with a dull thud and was bounced back.
But it did not give up. After circling in the air, it attacked again.
In another corner of the city, a group of evil spirits surrounded several evil cultivators.
The evil cultivators were not afraid at all. They cooperated with each other and performed a strange sword formation.
In the sword formation, sword energy was everywhere, killing the approaching evil spirits one after another.
But the evil spirits kept coming, and it seemed that no matter how hard we tried, we could never kill them all.
As the battle continued, the human monks gradually fell into trouble.
Not only are the evil spirits numerous, but their strength should not be underestimated. Some monks with lower cultivation have begun to suffer casualties.
But the people did not retreat. They had only one belief in their hearts, which was to protect the human race and eliminate these evil spirits.
Wang Lei and Li Wen looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes.
They knew very well that they could not lose this battle and could not afford to lose it.
So, the two of them gathered their spiritual strength again and rushed towards the place where the evil spirits were most concentrated.
Fortunately, the Liu family sent their own medical practitioners this time, and they tried their best.
All the human cultivators whose injuries were not too serious were temporarily out of danger thanks to their miraculous healing skills.
However, there are still some individuals whose injuries are extremely serious and cannot be recovered.
As for these seriously injured monks who were unable to recover, everyone had no choice but to let them all take the Liu family's soul-soothing pills.
This is to prevent their souls from being devoured by evil spirits and eventually becoming monsters as terrifying as the evil spirits.
Although everyone tried their best, they still couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening.
There are still some monks who have become evil spirits under the erosion of evil spirits.
He looked at his fellow Taoists who had just fought side by side with him and shared life and death with him, and in the blink of an eye they turned into monsters with bared fangs and claws, pouncing on him.
Everyone felt as if their heart was being pressed down by a huge rock, making it hard to breathe.
Their eyes were filled with pain and despair. Some of them stood there with blank eyes, seemingly unable to accept this cruel reality.
Some people bit their lips tightly, blood flowing down the corners of their mouths, but they were completely unaware;
Others looked at those once familiar faces, tears welling up in their eyes, but they stubbornly refused to let them fall.
The entire battlefield was shrouded in a gloomy and depressing atmosphere, like a thick haze that could not be dispelled for a long time.
Just when everyone was in the abyss of despair and morale was at its lowest point, Li Wen and Wang Lei suddenly took action.
They quickly took out the seven iron pots and arranged them in order. In an instant, a strange scene happened.
The seven iron pots seemed to be in sync with each other, responding to each other and emitting a dazzling light after being connected into one.
This light was like a ray of dawn that broke through the darkness, instantly catching everyone's eyes, just like the light of hope shining directly into everyone's heart.
Wang Lei was immediately inspired when he saw this. He raised his arm and shouted loudly and powerfully:
"Everyone, don't let these evil spirits disturb your mind! We must cheer up!"
After a pause, he continued:
"I heard that a female hero once single-handedly wiped out all the evil spirits in Luoxia City!"
As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused a lot of discussion among the crowd.
A man at the end of the street also shouted, "I heard about this, too!
I heard that the female hero was only at the Nascent Soul stage, but she held two big hammers in her hands and killed all the evil spirits by herself.
If it weren't for her, the evil spirit would have already rushed out of Luoxia City and wreaked havoc everywhere!"
However, there were also some people in the crowd who did not believe it and immediately retorted:
"If she is so powerful, why didn't she come today?"
When Li Wen heard someone questioning him, he blurted out without thinking:
"If you expect a female warrior to do everything, then why are you cultivating immortality? You might as well just go back to farming!"
These words were spoken mercilessly. The man who had previously retorted flushed red in the face and opened his mouth, but dared not say anything again.
Although Gao Huohuo never personally admitted that she was the female hero, Li Wen and Wang Lei knew it clearly in their hearts.
Looking at the entire world of immortal cultivation, if there is anyone who can easily defeat all the evil spirits by himself.
Who else could it be except my own master?
Otherwise, how would you know so well that the ghosts in Luoxia City are afraid of the power of thunder and lightning?
The fact was just as they expected, as soon as the iron pot was taken out.
Those evil spirits that were originally rampaging and wreaking havoc everywhere suddenly seemed to have seen their natural enemies and did not dare to approach them even a step.
Not only that, as soon as they see them, the evil spirits will take a detour and stay away.
It seemed as if the seven iron pots were not ordinary utensils, but terrifying objects that exuded deadly threats.
The first night in Luoxia City was spent quietly in the extreme panic of the people and the subsequent ignition of a glimmer of hope.
When the first ray of sunlight in the early morning struggles to penetrate the thick haze and falls on this land.
All the monks who walked out of the city seemed to have experienced a life-and-death catastrophe, with their faces filled with both relief and exhaustion at surviving.
However, many of their fellow disciples remained forever in that endless darkness.
He stayed in this gloomy Luoxia City and became one of the evil spirits that devoured other people's souls.
The people who stayed outside the city were shocked by the scene when they saw the gate of Luoxia City slowly open.
The people who were originally high-spirited and energetic were now shrouded in fatigue and pain, and were staggering.
What is even more heartbreaking is that some people came out as cold corpses, no longer having the vitality they once had.
Originally, only cultivators from level four and five sects entered Luoxia City. Who could have expected that there would be such heavy casualties overnight!
In just one night, the number of monks coming out dropped sharply to less than one third.
Moreover, most of these survivors were seriously injured.
The wound still exuded a strange and sinister aura, as if telling of the tragedy of last night.
Only the twenty people led by Li Wen and Wang Lei were in a relatively better situation.
Everyone originally believed that the female cultivator who had reached the Nascent Soul stage had single-handedly eliminated all the evil spirits in Luoxia City.
Then if they form teams of ten monks, there will be fewer casualties.
But the reality is extremely cruel, and they are almost vulnerable to the attacks of evil spirits.
If Li Wen and Wang Lei had not taken out the seven iron pots in time, the number of casualties would have been even more shocking.
Most of the remaining people gathered around the iron pot in the second half of the night to seek shelter.
And those sects that originally sent disciples to participate in this operation, after seeing their disciples in such miserable appearance.
They refused without hesitation to send any more people into Luoxia City.
The reason they gave was very straightforward: the casualties were too heavy.
Most of the monks in the sect have been killed, and sending more people in would undoubtedly be a waste of life.
Moreover, there was not much benefit from this action, as it only sent these low-level sect disciples to their deaths.
Why don’t those people from the so-called big sects go in?
As for the battle between good and evil, what practical significance does it have for low-level sects like theirs?
Almost everyone is dead now, so it's futile to say more.
For a moment, an atmosphere of anger and despair permeated the air outside Luoxia City.
The monks from all sects were all heartbroken over the tragic losses that night.
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