The defensive barrier collapsed, and the ghost generals from the temples rushed in like crazy. There were not many people left standing on the ruins of the city wall. Compared with the city wall that stretched for unknown miles, it could no longer be called a wall.

The line of defense is up.

Everyone faced their opponents, but there were still many ghost generals who broke through the defense line and entered the inner city of District 18.

"How dare you!" Mr. Chen's eyes were about to burst, but he was unable to do anything else.

He Xi scattered a handful of yellow paper, and all kinds of ferocious beasts roared and scattered away.

Hua'er put the people closest to her into the middle of the painting to temporarily protect her. In fact, she has been doing this kind of thing, but her opponent is also difficult enough. Hua'er is not good at fighting in the first place, so she can only sideline

Only by retreating from the side and occasionally getting free time can you easily draw the people around you into the center of the painting.

Lingyu was not far away from He Xi and could respond at any time. She was afraid that He Xi, without the Shanhe Pen, would die in the melee.

Huohuo protected Meng Anxin and moved slightly away from the defense line. Meng Anxin was the only fifth-level demon slayer who had not yet withdrawn.

She couldn't stay too far away from the Moon-Eating Swords, otherwise they might lose control in the hands of the clan leader.

The defense line on this side of the city wall has basically collapsed, but everyone is still struggling to hold on. Even if the ground cracks, houses collapse, and only ruins are left in the 18th district, there are still tens of thousands of people who have not had time to escape. If the last line of defense is gone,

These people just want to die.

…

Looking at the other side, far away from the city wall defense line and the battle of holy weapons, the battle situation there is even more dangerous. Xiaobai and the Yiling Tribe woman are surrounded by five ghost generals, and those five ghost generals are all at the eighth level.

It can be seen that both Xiao Bai and the spirit tribe woman are a little exhausted. Under the same level, two against five, they have no chance of winning, but they are just trying to support them.

At this time, the other two eighth-level beings from the Demon Race and the Spirit Race were also drawn away, and they could not spare any hands or feet to rescue them.

The plan of the ghost generals of the temples was also very obvious. Originally, four of them besieged Xiaobai alone, hoping to defeat them one by one.

Even though the Nine-Tails bloodline was powerful, he was still beaten badly against four. Xiaobai wandered around the line of life and death for several times and scolded Gu Wenyu countless times.

And the identity of the spirit tribe woman is unknown. Although she is in the eighth level, she is far better than the ghost generals of the same level. She has not only the power of one element, but the power of five elements. She simply

She neatly knocked down the ghost general who intercepted her, and then rushed to support Xiao Bai.

The ghost who was knocked down by the spirit tribe woman will be injured and chase after him.

In this way, this two-on-five scene came about.

Both Xiao Bai and the Spirit Tribe woman are invincible beings of their own level. Together, they managed to withstand the siege of five ghost generals.

We are outnumbered, and the three-race alliance lacks high-end combat power. Once Xiaobai or the Spirit Race woman cannot hold on, the balance of war will instantly tip to the gods.

It is no exaggeration to say that if the high-end battlefield is lost, everyone below the eighth level will be buried with him.

…

The Eighteenth District is not a big one among all the safe zones, and the fall of the Eighteenth District doesn't sound that serious. But once the Eighteenth District is lost, it means that the ghost generals from the temples can step through the Eighteenth District and rush in.

, enter the scope of other safe zones, and there will be no obstruction after that.

Originally, the world barrier still blocked the high-end combat power of the temples, and entities with too strong energy fluctuations could not cross the space channel.

However, passage 34 was hacked by several sacred weapons one after another, and this became the main battlefield of the temples.

The fall of District 18 was just the prelude to the destruction of the world. This was just the beginning.

Therefore, the line of defense in the 18th district must be defended. Those below level 5 can move, but above level 5, no one should retreat. They all know what taking a step back means.

For exorcists, they are fighting for the millions of people behind them.

For the demon clan and the spirit clan, the temples have always been a sharp sword hanging above their heads. This sword has been hanging for countless years.

Even if it is not their turn this time, sooner or later, the cavalry of the gods will level their plane.

Joining forces with the human race is their only and last chance.

Therefore, for the spirit and demon tribes, this battle cannot be defeated, otherwise it will be a disaster.

…

At this time, if you look down from a high altitude, you will see the entire town, and even the suburbs around the town, the black herds of animals, crowds of people, and vegetation, stretching for thousands of miles with no end in sight...

Thunder and lightning flashed, fire shot into the sky, all kinds of precious lights flickered, the sound of fine iron clashed, the roar of artillery fire, the roar of beasts, and the sounds of miserable howls and cries were heard everywhere.

The demons and spirits have been killed to the point where they can no longer distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. In fact, there are also many demons and spirits joining the temples, but it is difficult to tell them apart based on their aura.

If you insist on speaking, the ghost soldiers of the temples will be more violent and their aura will not be neutral enough.

But this difference has become increasingly difficult to distinguish in this melee.

As for the human race, most of the people in the 18th District were ordinary people. Although some people reacted quickly and ran out with the first wave of the large army, I am afraid that less than half actually survived this disaster.

Countless people died in the aftermath of the holy weapon alone. Among those who were lucky enough to escape, many died due to trampling, were torn apart and devoured by the ghost soldiers of the temples, were hit by stray bullets, and were infiltrated by demonic energy.

The body was killed by the same kind...

For ordinary people, if they want to survive such a catastrophe, they can only be the lucky few.

…

"Boom boom boom!"

Several more loud noises were heard, and the earth cracked. The deep pits seemed to be connected to resist each other. The various races that were fighting had the unlucky luck to fall into the pits.

The cracks spread all the way to the outskirts of the city. The first group of people to evacuate looked back and saw a strange scene...

The main battlefield seemed to be shrouded in a layer of hazy fog. The fog seemed real and illusory, like a mirage. In the fog, there seemed to be towering peaks reaching into the clouds. The mountains were stacked on top of each other and stretched for an unknown number of miles.

It seems that there are cranes, celestial palaces, waterfalls and rivers...

If what you see in front of you is all illusion, the terrifying coercion that had been shrouding everyone's hearts suddenly disappeared.

The power that could destroy heaven and earth disappeared, and those powerful creatures also disappeared.

The mirage-like fog disappeared together!

The figures of the clan leader, the master of Xuantian Palace, and others were nowhere to be seen, and even those on the ruins of the city wall were also missing.

The existences of the sixth grade and above were all hidden in the mist, and not even a little breath was exposed.

There was silence in the mist. Gradually, even the mountains and rivers were no longer visible, leaving only the white mist that was so rich that it could not be dissolved.

No one knew what it was, and no one dared to get close to that weird mist.

The six sacred artifacts were in it, but not a trace of breath leaked out.
Chapter completed!