Ling tripod

"Bang!"

The phantom of the giant sword fell suddenly and collided with the Jiaoyu Sword Formation!

"Boom!"

No longer able to withstand such a powerful attack, the lobby house suddenly collapsed and turned into ruins and rubble!

"Holy shit, are these two guys tearing down the house?"

Xuanyunfeng, who was waiting outside, couldn't help but cursed when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly two figures flew out from the ruins.

Chu Yan's body was wrapped in a layer of light blue water, with a faint smile on his face.

Juedao's mouth was bleeding at this time, his face was pale, and his already tattered clothes were almost torn apart!

"I lost!"

The situation between Dao Jue and Shuang Mu was filled with darkness, and his voice was indifferent.

"What?"

Bao Yunfeng's eyes widened below. He knew the strength of the Jue Sword. He was absolutely second to none among the generals of the Eight Cities under the Baoqi Sect. At this time, he was defeated by Chu Yan, a fifth-level cultivator of the Golden Core Stage. Although he knew that the Demonic Saint was kidnapped by Chu Yan, he did not see it with his own eyes. Juedao always thought that Chu Yan used some means and did not rely on his own strength. But then he knew that Chu Yan's strength was actually It's so terrifying.

"Very good, continue!"

Chu Yan smiled lightly and threw ten savings bags over.

"City Master Chu, I, Juedao, am a person who is willing to admit defeat. Since I lost at your hands, my life is yours. What do you mean?"

Juedao held ten savings bags with doubts in his eyes. Although he needed the spirit stones, he was very principled.

"It's not for you. If you don't comfort the families of your deceased brothers, how can you be willing to sacrifice your life for me!"

Chu Yan smiled, with a hint of scorn in his tone.

"Thank you City Master Chu. From today on, Lao Jue, my life will be yours!"

Jue Dao was moved in his heart. Five hundred million spirit stones were enough to comfort the families of those brothers who passed away. As for whether Bingling City is a dead city or a living city, these Jue Dao didn't care. The life of licking blood on the tip of a knife for so many years has long been forgotten by you. of life and death.

"Take this too!"

Chu Yan said and threw ten more savings bags!

Needless to say, each of these ten savings bags contains 50 million spiritual stones and a total of 500 million spiritual stones!

"Master Chu, what do you mean? Five hundred million spirit stones are enough. I cannot ask for any more of these five hundred million spirit stones!"

Juedao is very grateful to Chu Yan. Over the years, he has gone through life and death and made countless contributions, but he always received the smallest subsidies. Chu Yan is the first person to be so generous.

Chu Yan said: "If you want it, you want it. Besides, this is not just for you. You go and summon ten practitioners of the golden elixir stage, three thousand practitioners of the foundation building stage, and ten thousand practitioners of the Qi training stage. As for which one to choose?" It's up to you to decide, I can trust you. These 500 million spirit stones can be used to improve the equipment for the brothers. When we get to Bingling City, I will buy more equipment for you according to your needs!"

"Thank you for treating me so kindly, my lord. I will never give up even if I die in a sea of ​​swords and fire!"

At this time, Juedao was extremely moved. How could the city lord of Tianyuan City ever treat him so favorably? He was just dreaming if he purchased supplies for so many spirit stones before the war.

"Don't give up even if you die? Haha, I brought you here to make achievements, not to die. I will now appoint you as the commander of the Langya Battalion. You will temporarily lead the soldiers who have been summoned. When the team is 10%, directly Meet me at Bingling City, I will take the first step!"

"My subordinates will definitely complete the mission!"

Juedao was in a surging mood at this time. For the first time, he felt that he had found a wise master. He was willing to follow such an adult!

"Ahem, those who are of no use and are unwilling to come, let's measure and maximize profits!"

Suddenly Chu Yan's voice sounded in Juedao's ears.

"What do you mean, my lord?"

Juedao was a little confused and said to Chu Yan.

"Why are you so stupid? Do you remember what I did in the mission hall just now?"

"My lord, what you mean is..."

Juedao's face flashed with excitement after listening to Chu Yan's voice transmission. He had seen Chu Yan's methods and spent three billion spirit stones on military expenditures just by saying a few words.

"It seems that you are not too stupid. I will give you the summoning order of the treasure sect master. With this tiger skin, how can you not collect more benefits? There are always some pampered young men in the army. They are not willing to go into battle. If you kill the enemy, then contribute some military expenses! No need to show mercy, the Master of Bao Sect will take care of everything!"

Chu Yan's message rang in Juedao's ears again.

"My lord's clever plan, my subordinates understand it!"

Juedao was so excited that he took the summons order from Chu Yan and immediately rushed towards Tianyuan City.

Chu Yan fell from the sky and walked to Baoyunfeng.

"I said to fellow Daoist Chu, why did this Juedao smile so suddenly? Didn't you do something again? I said, although my father is supporting you this time, you should be more relaxed. You... …”

"Brother Bao, if I get killed by the demon cultivator when I get there, I'm afraid your arm won't be able to grow back!"

Chu Yan interrupted Bao Yunfeng's words and said lightly.

Bao Yunfeng was speechless immediately. Although he still had some doubts in his heart, Chu Yan was indeed his only hope now.

"Okay, it's time for me to go to Bingling City to take up my post. Fellow Taoist Bao, we'll see you in seven days!"

"Whoa whoa!"

Chu Yan whispered, and Hei Niu understood, and flew out of the spirit beast bag, carrying Chu Yan into a silver light and disappearing into the distance.

…

Yuzhou, Bingling City.

The clouds are gathering and the wind is biting!

It is desolate as far as the eye can see, with only one city that looks extremely dilapidated. It does not have the five powerful outer cities for defense like Shannan City. There are only three outer cities, and now it can only be said that there are one and a half, and that one and a half has already been fighting with Destroyed in the battle between demon cultivators.

"It's actually worse than I thought!"

Chu Yan was walking on the road entering Bingling City, looking at the dilapidated city in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

The road was full of potholes, and it looked like no one had built it for a long time. Half of the magic weapons were scattered on the ground, and a few broken handsome flags were covered with thick dust. I don’t know how much time had passed, and the scattered white bones were broken from the frost cracked It can be seen everywhere in the soil. The ground is dark in color and exudes a strong smell of blood. Mixed with the cold wind, it makes people feel sick when they inhale it.

"The spiritual energy here is so thin!"

Chu Yan continued to travel along this bumpy road, feeling only the thin spiritual energy in the air and couldn't help but sigh again.

Logically speaking, the spiritual energy of the four middle states should be several times, or even dozens of times, stronger than that of the lower five states. Otherwise, the cultivators here would not be able to practice so fast. However, at this time, the spiritual energy near Bingling City is actually stronger than that of Yizhou. To be thin, this made Chu Yan extremely confused.

The road was deserted, and in front of him was a rubble of rubble with traces of burning. Chu Yan knew that this was the former Third Outer City, but it looked like this now.

Chu Yan continued to walk forward, but there was still no one in sight. It was still desolate. No wonder it was called the dead city. No one would miss such a place.

Chu Yan stepped on Hei Niu's back and flew for about ten breaths. Looking from a distance, he saw a ruined wall. Most of the city wall here had fallen down. It was obvious at a glance that it was destroyed in the war!

Suddenly, a figure appeared in Chu Yan's sight. Hei Niu walked very fast and reached the distance in an instant. Chu Yan fell from the air.

This is the city gate of the Second Outer City. It is said to be a city gate, but there is only one passage. The door is no longer known. On the left side of the city gate is an old man. The old man has gray temples and is wearing a tattered gray robe. His face is full of expression. Full of wrinkles and turbid eyes, he was sitting in a wooden wheelchair with a thick blanket covering his legs!

His cloudy eyes looked into the distance, there was no light in them, it was dead silence!

"Why is this uncle sitting here alone?"

Chu Yan said respectfully to the old man.

The old man seemed to have not heard anything and did not say a word. He still sat there blankly.

"Old man, it's a little cold outside, and your blanket doesn't seem to be doing much good!"

Chu Yan was not angry. He took out an animal skin blanket from his savings bag and covered the old man's legs.

"Young man, this is not the place you should be!"

The old man Shuangmu was still looking into the distance, his whole body motionless, he just spit out these words from his mouth.

"Why did uncle say that?"

Chu Yan said lightly again.

"This is a dead city. The people here are either dead physically or mentally!"

The old man's cloudy eyes became even darker, showing unwillingness and sadness.

"What uncle said is wrong. A dead person cannot be resurrected, but a dead heart can be awakened. And I think there is still a trace of life in uncle's heart!"

Chu Yan's eyes suddenly condensed and he met the old man's turbid gaze.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly the old man suddenly turned his head to Chu Yan and said sternly.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that if my uncle's strength gives up, then this dead city will become a real dead city! Let's go back to the day when we can rebuild our glory!"

Chu Yan didn't dodge his eyes and still stared at the old man.

"Rebuilding glory? Haha... They are dead, they are all dead, what can I do? I have also fought to the death, so what can I do?"

The old man laughed crazily and suddenly lifted the blanket from his legs, only to find that there was nothing under his knees.

"If I'm like this, what can you, a young boy, do?"

The old man's smile turned into endless sadness!