Drunk Immortal Gourd

After arranging the monks in Jinjiling Town, the mayor followed the foundation-building monk to find the city lord of Funiu County to return his orders. The others were standing on the city wall making preparations. Even though it was calm now, that was because it was the right time at this time. During the gap between the monsters' attacks, once the monsters start attacking the city again, they will have to risk their lives. At that time, there will be no time for you to prepare.

Qingyang stood on the city wall and looked around, and found that Funiu City was quite large, with an area of ​​dozens of miles, and a population of at least two million. It was similar in size to Ziyan City in Jiuzhou Continent, and monks accounted for 10% of the total population. Half percent, about hundreds of thousands, and there are several Jindan monks.

The Jindan monks were already considered high-level monks and should be more familiar with the situation here. However, Qingyang was not in a hurry to find them, but planned to see the situation first.

After seeing the tragic situation under Funiu City, Tian Dazhuang no longer had the original ambition. Tian Dayong was even more uneasy. He looked at Tian Lisong and said: "Uncle Song, among the group of people I saw going down just now, even the foundation-building monks Some people are seriously injured, and there are even more injured monks in the late stage of Qi Refining. We are only in the middle stage of Qi Refining. Do you think we can return to Tianjiazhuang alive? "

Tian Lisong was also unsure, but he was an elder after all, so he could only comfort him: "As long as you come, make peace with it. Regardless of whether you can go back or not, you must settle this matter first. I will try my best to protect you during the battle. You two are the most cultivated among the younger generation in my Tianjiazhuang, and I will rely on you to protect the Tian family in the future. Even if I die, I can't let anything happen to you."

Tian Lisong's words aroused Tian Dazhuang's fighting spirit, and he said: "Uncle Song, we young people must be the first to fight. How can we let you, the old man, rush to the front?"

Tian Dayong also said: "Yes, Uncle Song, we will definitely protect you during the battle."

Seeing that the two people did not listen to his advice, Tian Lisong said angrily: "What do you know? Now is not the time for you to show off. The old patriarch and I don't have many years to live. Even if we survive, we will not be able to protect Tianjiazhuang for long. , what will we do in Tianjiazhuang then?"

Although Tian Lisong is not the clan leader, he is still their elder, and his words are still very important. Seeing that he is angry, Tian Dazhuang and Tian Dayong do not dare to speak anymore. Uncle Song is right, without him, the old clan leader is still there. , has little impact on the entire Tianjiazhuang, but without the two of them, the Tianjiazhuang monks will be extinct. Once the old patriarch and Uncle Song pass away, who will be left to support the entire Tianjiazhuang? So even if it is for the sake of their family, they cannot die.

After convincing Tian Dazhuang and Tian Dayong, Tian Lisong said again: "Brother Qingyang, it's all us who have caused trouble for you. If you hadn't gone to Tianjiazhuang, you probably wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing."

"It's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster that cannot be avoided. God's will is such that there is nothing we can do about it." Qingyang said.

A few people were chatting. Suddenly, the city wall around them started to vibrate regularly, and then a sound like thunder came from their ears. Everyone looked up and looked forward, and saw a black line in the distance moving quickly towards this direction. When they came, the monk who knew the situation immediately shouted loudly: "The monster is attacking the city. The monster is attacking again. Everyone, hurry up and get ready."

The foundation-building monk who was left in charge by the mayor also said to everyone: "The monster is attacking. Everyone must move forward bravely. The safety of the whole place is at stake. If anyone dares to retreat, he will be killed without mercy."

After saying that, the foundation-building monk jumped directly into the air, controlled the spiritual weapon and stood high in the sky behind the city wall, responsible for supervising the battle. At this time, the black line was getting closer and closer, and it was already clear that it was composed of a large group of monsters. The black line was like a large army, coming overwhelmingly.

Although the monster is still far away from Funiu City, everyone can already feel the pressure coming towards their faces. The rumbling roar is getting closer and closer, and the shaking people can hardly hear the voices around them. The ground that keeps shaking, along with The city walls were beating, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

Many people have the illusion that they are like a fragile piece of grass, about to be trampled by thousands of troops and ravaged by violent winds and rains, and that they will be shattered to pieces at any time.

Qingyang had seen large groups of monsters attacking monks. When the seven immortal sects attacked Yinfeng Gorge, the monsters got the news and attacked the monks in advance. This was also the case at that time, but at that time there were only thousands of monsters, and in front of him there were only a few thousand monsters. There were tens of thousands of demonic beasts, and both in scale and momentum, they were much more powerful than at that time, and they looked even more shocking on the city wall.

After a while, the group of monster beasts has arrived less than three miles away from Funiu City. Looking around, they are all densely packed with monster beasts, running wildly over the mountains and plains. The original hills and hills have been flattened, and the dense woods have been broken. Shrub grass was also trampled into a piece of mud.

Seeing this kind of scene, many people on the city wall were thirsty and their legs could not help but tremble a little. As monks, we are used to seeing life and death, but how can a fight between three or five people be compared? On such a big occasion? Even before the battle started, many people were already afraid.

There are timid monks, and there are monks who are not afraid of heaven and earth. Some monks are naturally warlike. Seeing such a scene, their blood boils and their fighting spirit is ignited. Only in battle can they improve and achieve greater breakthroughs. At a high level, I can finally have a hearty fight this time.

Of course, more monks just wanted to survive. Because of the situation, they had to stand on the city wall. Fortunately, the monsters in front were not very strong. They were basically at level one, two or three. Occasionally, there were level four or five monsters, but they were all behind the team. They looked more like supervising the battle rather than charging into battle. The strength of level one, two or three monsters was similar to that of Qi-refining monks. If they were more careful and did not fall into the encirclement of a large number of monsters, most of the monks on the city wall could still protect themselves.

In just a moment, those monsters had rushed to the city wall. There was a loud bang, and the whole city wall was like being hit by a peerless beast, shaking violently. At the same time, the monsters attacked the monks with all their strength. Those who could fly rushed to the top of the city with a flap of their wings and attacked the monks on the city wall from a high position. The flexible ones climbed up the city wall in a few steps and continued to attack the monks on the city wall. Those with thick skin and flesh could neither fly nor go up, so they slammed into the city wall and the city gate below, as if they wanted to flatten the entire Funiu City.

At the moment of life and death, without the supervision of high-level monks, the Qi-refining monks on the city wall used their own methods to fight the monsters. Some of them cooperated with each other in groups of three or five, some were extremely powerful and fought alone, and others wandered around looking for opportunities to launch sneak attacks. No one was idle.