Three hundred and twentieth eight chapters about twenty-eight months
Bai Qing left but never returned, and all he came back with was a flying sword for communication.
Lin Yanli took the flying sword of communication and took out the image stone placed in the secret compartment.
Seeing the big demon in the photo stone that was snapped back to its original form by Bai Qing's sword, Lin Yanli was in an unusually good mood and couldn't help but praise, "Bai Qing is really a banished immortal."
Although Bai Qing has not returned, not many people in the city are worried about this.
After all, with Bai Qing's swordsmanship, even if he goes deep into the wilderness, few great demons can stop him.
Lin Yanli put the two recorded jade slips into his storage bag and slowly returned to his original place.
Liuli and Liuying stayed beside Yinqiu, one on the left and the other on the right, listening to Yinqiu recite the article. At this moment, Yinqiu was like a teacher teaching two students who had just entered school.
Both of them are great demons who have been transformed for a short time. Although they have lived in this world for thousands of years, from the time when they developed spiritual wisdom, these two great demons are almost a hundred years old, and they are still very immature. In addition, the Great Wilderness
The weak and the strong prey on the weak, so the two female demons have to work hard to improve their strength. They don't have time to do things like studying.
At the age of one hundred, he may not know as many words as the ten-year-old child in the mortal book school.
When Lin Yanli saw this scene, he narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled.
Lu Gui leaned on Ah Huang and put on the crane cloak that was originally reserved for Ah Huang. His aristocratic aura was clearly displayed. His eyes flashed across Liu Ying's chest from time to time, and he said "tsk tsk" from time to time.
, he looks like a disciple.
There is no good reputation on the mountain. After coming to Mutian City, he often hangs out in Liuyan Alley with optimism. His optimism is not as good as Lu Gui's. How many times can he go to Liuyan Alley with his little salary as an elder? How many times can he have a happy life?
A night?
No, Lin Yanli owed a large amount of spiritual stones, and he was currently fighting under the city, exchanging military exploits for spiritual stones to repay the debt.
If you don’t have capital, you’d better not be too unrestrained as a person!
Qu Zhe, the great elder of the Thousand Demons Sect, has been working hard to lead the disciples of the Thousand Demons Sect to do the logistics. Thousands of people are in order under his management, which is much better than being optimistic who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun.
Lin Yanli held her arms, put her hands behind her back, stretched her waist, and her bones crackled. She approached Lu Gui and kicked him with her toes, "The one who lives in our house now is called Lu.
What's going on with Ming's woman?"
Lu Gui spread his hands and said with a smile: "I am my former confidant."
"You have sex with other women in front of your best friend?"
"It's hard to explain things clearly between a man and a woman. Besides, she was a close friend in the past, not the current one. Why should I be intimate with her!"
"Okay, I underestimated you. You are really a scumbag."
Lin Yanli put her hands into her sleeves helplessly and continued: "You have to make your own choices about some things. Anyway, I won't wipe your ass for you."
Lu Gui tilted his head towards the corner and said with a smile: "Have you figured out how to face little brother Chen Ke? A man who can come to Mutian City to see you, I think he is quite a good person."
Lin Yanli raised an eyebrow and glanced at the corner. Chen Ke and Ci Nan were playing chess in the corner. There was a war raging outside the city, so the two of them felt quite comfortable sitting in the corner.
"Huh, who cares?"
"You, your whole body is soft, but your mouth is hard."
Lin Yanli waved her sleeves to indicate that the matter was out of the question. She walked slowly to the female wall, stood on tiptoes and looked out from the uneven wall stacks. She felt that the attack of the ferocious beast seemed to be too small.
few.
He then looked up at the thrones in the sky. Among the thrones scattered throughout the sky, except for the first throne, the second throne, the sixth throne, the eighth throne and the tenth throne, none of the other throne demons have returned yet.
Looking up at the attic in the sky, she asked Lin Qingxuan in her heart if the beast was about to retreat.
After getting a positive answer, Lin Yanli rubbed his fingers.
From October to December, more than a month, it suddenly came to an end, always with an unnatural feeling of emptiness.
Looking around, there are a lot more writings on the walls, and there are also a lot fewer people around.
In just one month, everything has changed.
She took a look at the sky and figured out how many times Mu Tiancheng could sustain such an offensive. With the answer vaguely in her mind, she began to slowly plan her backup plan.
This time, more than forty five-level cultivators died in Mutian City, and half of the forty five-level major cultivators died in the hands of the throne demon, and 70% of the other half fell in the hands of the fallen star pavilion monks. The remaining
Thirty percent were killed by other transformed demons.
Now all ten throne demons are ready, but only half of them are actually taking action.
Half of the thrones can reach the current level. If ten big monsters attack at the same time, this number may be doubled.
The Great Wilderness will only launch a strong offensive in April. Based on the current losses and the number of support from foreign monks, Mutian City can probably sustain seven attacks.
If the ten throne demons take action at the same time, this number will probably drop a few more.
Therefore, the current Mutian City can only last for twenty-eight months.
"Two years..."
The buzzing of horns in the distance brought Lin Yanli back to her senses. She gathered her mind and raised her finger to point between her eyebrows.
There was a dark shadow falling from the attic in the sky. Lin Yanli raised his head, and his legs couldn't stop feeling weak.
The person who fell behind was none other than Kong Gu, the great ancestor of the Great Wilderness who had been at odds with Lin Qingxuan for thousands of years.
He walked slowly and came to Lin Yanli under the watchful eyes of the big cultivators at the top of the city.
Lu Gui pulled Lin Yanli behind him, and the feather fan in his sleeve fell into his hand. His aura was particularly sharp, as if he could step over the ravine at any time and transform into a god.
Chen Ke stood up, clenched his fists slightly, and stared at the old man in front of him, with a nervous look on his face.
Kong Gu squinted his eyes, glanced at Chen Ke, bent down, and said softly: "Hello, little Yanli!"
Lin Yanli trembled, then calmed down immediately. After saying hello to Jiang Wanli, he exposed half of his head and looked at the old man in gray clothes in front of him, "Let me tell you, Old Sword Immortal Lin is watching from above.
, there are so many sword fairies around, if you dare to attack me, be careful that you can’t get out of the city."
Konggu laughed dumbly, this little girl dared to threaten her.
Outside the sky, two figures descended on swords and surrounded Kong Gu.
The one holding the long sword is Chen Mo, and the one holding the short sword is Gu Xuanbei. Both of them released great supernatural powers, turning the surrounding space into a mirror, flowers and water, and turning the mirror, flowers, water and moon into a caged sword.
Kong Gu waved his hand gently, like a flying sword flying against the flow of time. After breaking through the mirror, flowers and water, he raised his hand to stop the running black and white fish charm.
There was a sword intent coming from the Flying Sword Tower in the distance. Chen Qiuyu came out with four flying swords, forming a sword formation that was no different from a five-level great magical power.
Konggu flicked his fingers and knocked away the four flying swords. He stroked his beard and praised: "The four natal flying swords are a rare embryo of the sword!"