After hearing this, the monks in Gui District rushed to the spirit boat one after another. The black spots in the sky were getting closer and closer, and there were more and more. No one wanted to die in the hands of the demon bird.

The strength of these demonic birds is really too strong.

Even a monster with a fifth level of Qi training can easily kill a human monk with an eighth level of Qi training.

Tian Xiaobao was wondering whether to get on this spirit boat, but actually he wanted to take his own spirit shuttle.

The speed of the spirit shuttle is countless times faster than this spirit boat.

But after thinking for a while, I decided to take the spirit boat in Gui District.

First of all, this spirit boat is big, and there are many monks in it, so the strength is great with the number of people.

You can touch troubled waters...

No... we can jointly defend against the demonic birds.

The risk of fighting alone is too high.

Secondly, there are many people I know on this spiritual boat, so we can look after each other.

As for whether to leave Lingzhou and go to Tancheng Underground City to find the Xia family in Tancheng after leaving the underground city, or whether to follow the crowd and go west.

No decision has been made yet.

The craftsman who made the spirit boat was so exhausted that he was sweating profusely, and the spiritual energy in his body was poured into these materials as if desperately.

Everyone squeezed in as hard as they could.

At this moment, Pang Zhiyuan shouted: "Start the formation!"

With a buzzing sound, the semi-finished spiritual boat quickly raised a transparent protective cover.

The demon bird is here!

The scene was in chaos. On the ground, countless underground demonic beasts frequently attacked the human monks. In the sky, the demonic beasts directly killed people they met and ate up their brains.

People desperately resisted the demonic birds and beasts.

"The spirit boats are not okay yet! All the spirit boats in Ren District are gone!"

"Hurry up! I can't hold on any longer!"

An old voice came: "Stay back!"

A bright golden spiritual sword cut through the void and shot out, cutting the bat in half that almost killed a monk.

It's Pang Zhiyuan.

In this Gui District, he is the monk with the highest cultivation level and the highest official position.

Previously, under the order of the royal family, he went to Area A and Area B to guard the demon birds.

But as expected, it was breached.

Now I am back to organize the people in my area to escape.

It can be said that he has fulfilled his duties, but even after reaching this point, he still stood up resolutely to face many monsters.

"Lord Taiwei! You must be careful!"

"You guys, hurry back to the spirit boat and leave this place to me!"

The old man with a white beard swung the sword in front of him, and terrifying spiritual power was poured into it, causing the spiritual sword to shine brightly.

Emitting a dark golden spiritual energy flow.

"One sword from heaven and earth!"

With the use of this move, all the spiritual energy in the surrounding area was drained away, as if falling into a vacuum.

All this spiritual energy poured into his sword energy.

Essence! Qi! Spirit! All have reached their peak!

A snort!

Hundreds of underground monsters in front of Pang Zhiyuan were killed!

The strength of these underground monsters is not strong. The only thing that makes people uncomfortable is the number. There are too many.

A steady stream of people crawled out of the cave wall.

It's like the Great Migration.

"Ling Zhou! The spiritual boat is ready! You can go!"

A voice came and everyone was overjoyed.

Pang Zhiyuan looked back, and sure enough, the spirit boat had slowly lifted off the ground and floated in the air.

"Lieutenant Pang, be careful!"

Tian Xiaobao kept paying attention to him, but the moment he turned back, a huge abyss rat rushed up.

The cultivation level of this abyss evil rat is at the early stage of foundation building. Although it is one level lower than Pang Zhiyuan, a monster is a monster after all, and it is much stronger than a human monk at the same level.

In addition, the abyss evil rat was a sneak attack, so Pang Zhiyuan was bitten in the arm by the evil rat before he could react.

Although he used his spiritual sword to force the evil rat back in time, it still left a deep wound.

And the wound was purple-green.

This is poisoning, and the Abyss Rat is highly toxic.

"Uncle!!!"

On the spirit boat, a fat man shouted at the top of his lungs.

Tian Xiaobao turned around and found that it was Pang Chongshan who had had a conflict with him before.

Unexpectedly, he was related to Pang Zhiyuan.

After being bitten, Pang Zhiyuan was in very bad condition. It seemed that the veins through which spiritual energy circulated were damaged, and he couldn't breathe for a while.

"Open the protective shield, I want to go down and save my uncle!"

"Damn fat man, are you kidding me? There are so many monsters. If we open the protective shield, aren't we looking for death?"

"But he is our Taiwei from Gui District! He was helping us fight against monsters just now!!"

Pang Zhiyuan cried very miserably. Pang Zhiyuan had raised him since he was a child. His parents went out to hunt monsters not long after he was born and never came back, so his uncle is his closest relative.

"Let me out! Let me out!"

Bang bang bang!!!

He slapped the transparent protective shield loudly.

However, it is obvious that there is no way to open the protective shield. If the protective shield is opened, these monsters will rush in. There are a large number of low-level monks here, and they will inevitably die in the hands of these monsters.

"He took the initiative to help us, and we didn't ask for it, so why should we save him?"

"That's right, besides, as an official of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, you are supported by the people, and you should devote yourself to ordinary people like us, isn't it right?"

"That is, if he dies and saves so many of us, isn't it worthwhile?"

"Pang Taiwei, we will remember you!"

……

There were divergent opinions for a while, and everyone was talking about different opinions, but no monk was willing to say it to save Pang Zhiyuan.

Pang Chongshan knelt at Wu Jinyuan's feet with a plop.

"Dean Wu! Please, save my uncle! You two have been friends for many years, please save him!"

Wu Jinyuan found the monk who controlled the protective shield of the spirit boat and begged him to let go of the protective shield.

"Mr. Wu, do you think it's possible? There are so many people on the spirit boat... If I open this protective shield, three-quarters of the monks on the ship will probably die. I really don't have the courage to kill so many people.

..."

Wu Jinyuan turned his head and burst into tears. He hugged Pang Chongshan tightly and muttered: "Child... child..."

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Faced with such a situation, Tian Xiaobao actually wanted to help, but in the Lingzhou, he really had no way to save Pang Zhiyuan.

Pang Zhiyuan picked up the spiritual sword in his hand and staggered to deal with the monsters that kept coming forward. The operation of his spiritual power was extremely difficult.

He looked back at the people on the spirit boat. Surprisingly, he was not sad or angry. He actually smiled lightly.

Something in Tian Xiaobao's heart was touched.

He is a common man, he is greedy, selfish, and afraid of death, but at this moment, something in his heart seems to be awakened.

He looked up at the protective shield above his head, then looked down at the spirit boat at his feet.

The entire body of this spirit boat is made of ironwood, and is wrapped with a layer of hard black gold iron.

He had a flash of inspiration and took out a large piece of red gold ore from his storage bag. This red gold ore is relatively precious, not a fraction more expensive than black gold and iron.

He held his right hand empty, and a blazing white flame appeared in his hand.
To be continued...