Fantasy One Second Billions Of Gods

Hua Yunfei also returned to the sect coalition. By this time, the battle had long ended, and the survivors of the caravan were cleaning the battlefield. Some sect disciples also helped treat the wounded and cleaned up the wreckage, and were very busy.

The senior officials of various major sects were gathering together. I don't know what they were talking about, but the atmosphere was peaceful.

The Eastern Wasteland is vast, and there are no fewer than dozens of large sects. There are even ten super sects, "four sects, three halls, two sects and one sect", all of which have hidden ancestors sitting in charge. The other small and medium-sized sects are even more numerous.

The four major sects that came to support this time are all super sects that are close to the human-barbarian border. In addition to the Temple of Gods, Taixuan Sect, and Dahuang Sect, there is also the Yixing Sword Sect that claims to "cultivate only one sword and cut the stars with it."

When Hua Yunfei arrived, he heard Jian Chen, the leader of Yixing Sword Sect, sighing.

"It's a pity that we didn't leave anyone alive so that we could catch all these pirates in one fell swoop. You deserve to die for taking advantage of the situation when the barbarians are at war!"

These sword idiots are still so easy to fight against injustice. Hua Yunfei smiled secretly in his heart and said casually: "It doesn't matter, after my careful investigation, I have found the air pirate's nest and completely wiped it out."

"Okay, okay, okay, my Taoist friend is so wise and brave, he deserves to be the Taixuan Tianjiao." Jian Chen praised him repeatedly, and the other small and medium-sized sects even praised Hua Yunfei crazily, as if they wanted to praise Hua Yunfei to the sky.

Xiao Chi's fire made the Pantheon of Gods and the Great Wilderness Sect become enemies, and he was always thinking about giving them eye drops.

"Fellow Daoist Hua is indeed the pride of the Eastern Wilderness. He cannot be compared to a kid who only knows how to sneak around and play with fire." The person who spoke was a deputy hall master of the temples, the Realm of Kings. After speaking, he glanced at the Wilderness provocatively. Zong——If you don’t accept it, come and try to burn me?

"Where? My nephew Xiao and I have also met each other. We are hunting and plundering ordinary air pirates. Our contribution is still very big."

Hua Yunfei spoke seriously, praising Xiao Chi and comparing him to a greedy villain who bullied the weak. The deputy palace master and Hua Yunfei looked at each other knowingly and laughed.

Man Gu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Xiao Chi, who was standing behind him with fire in his eyes, was so angry that he almost vomited blood - it was so shameless.

Xiao Chi did not tell Man Gu about his fight with Hua Yunfei. How could a dignified protagonist complain to the sect like a child fighting? After Yan Lao fell into dormancy, Xiao Chi could only face it alone, but his determination became stronger.

"Today's defeat will not defeat me, Hua Yunfei. In two years, I will be promoted to the Immortal Platform, and I will go to Taixuan Sect to take your life!"

"Now that Fellow Daoist Hua is back and all the personnel are here, the battle on the frontline is tight, so there is no need to delay any more, so let's set off!" Mangu said, and led Xiao Chi directly to fly away, back to the wild beast.

So the fleet set sail again, traveling at full speed, and arrived at the border between humans and barbarians in half a day.

Villages destroyed by barbarian monks can be seen everywhere along the way. Those fierce and bloodthirsty barbarian monks often only need one or two people to massacre a village. We often encounter small groups of barbarians attacking towns, which shows that the border war situation is not good.

Whenever they encountered barbarians, monks from the Yixing Sword Sect would come out with swords and rush to their aid without waiting for the elders to give orders. But against the elite barbarian monks, these passionate swordsmen were slightly damaged.

Soon, the largest city on the human border, with a radius of a hundred miles, and which was said to never fall - Yongzhou City, appeared in front of us.

But the situation doesn't look good. The city defense formation has been beaten to pieces, and the towering fine iron city wall has also been beaten into holes and has collapsed in large areas.

When everyone arrived, the barbarian monks were attacking the city. Five elements of Taoism, wind and thunder secrets, and flying sword magic weapons collided and exploded in the air, or hit the enemy, taking away a fresh life.

On the ground, the human monks formed a formation to fight against the enemy and attack the barbarians. Most of the low-level barbarian monks were physical practitioners, and they did not gain the upper hand when interweaving their spells. This benefited from their strong physiques, so the casualties were minor.

But as the barbarians rushed closer, the situation reversed instantly. The human monks collapsed at the first touch and fell in pieces like mowing grass. They had no choice but to retreat into the city, struggling to hold on with the help of the broken city walls and the formations of the formation masters.

The sky is a battlefield above the dragon level. The barbarians are strong and can often suppress the monks in the same realm. And the number of human monks in the air did not dominate. In the one-to-one confrontation, some people were killed on the spot, and the situation was precarious.

Fortunately, the coalition forces arrived in time, and more than a hundred Hualong elders from various sects took the lead in joining the battle group.

The disciples also led the way with the Yixing Sword Sect and charged into the barbarian army below. The monks of the Eastern Wasteland Dynasty also fought back and finally suppressed the barbarian offensive.

The sound of horns came from the barbarian camp in the distance, melodious, and the barbarian monks began to retreat in an orderly manner.

As the barbarians temporarily withdrew, each sect's spaceship slowly landed and parked in the open space in the city. An old man in gray robes with a weathered face stood in the center to greet them, and behind him stood several monks covered in blood and scars.

Hua Yunfei, Mangu and other four people stepped forward and bowed their hands.

"Thank you for your help. If you hadn't arrived in time today, this Yongju City would have been dead!"

After saying that, the old man and the monk behind him bowed deeply to express their gratitude.

"Are you the Lord of Yongju City, or the legion commander of the Eastern Wasteland Dynasty? Why is this the most fortified city in the Eastern Wasteland defended like this?"

Mangu looked at the few people in front of him. They were all in the state of great power, and they were in such a miserable state that he couldn't help but feel unhappy.

The old man's chapped lips wriggled, and he sighed: "The city lord, legion commander, and deputy legion chief have all died. The deputy city lord's whereabouts are unknown. Most of the dragon-changing monks in the city were damaged. There are only a few people like me and others left on the Immortal Platform. It's not that they don't want to defend the city. , I really can’t hold on anymore! The old man is just enshrined in Wanbao Pavilion here and exercises command authority on his behalf."

Barbarian Bones and the others couldn't help but change their expressions. It had only been a few days since the Barbarians started the war. How could it be so tragic?

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