When the clan leader saw He and Meng walking away, he stopped talking nonsense with Xuantian Hall Master. He saw the clan leader taking the initiative to attack Xuantian Hall Master and Qingsi, "Go back!"
The clan leader actually wanted to force the two of them back into the space passage. Xuantian and Qingsi were madmen, but the clan leader still had to take care of the lives of thousands of spiritual clans.
"Hmph!" The master of Xuantian Palace snorted and faced the clan leader's double swords. Qingsi moved at the same time, and the power of the four sacred weapons exploded at the same time. The space passage was twisted and deformed, and it was about to collapse.
The three of them were so fast that outsiders could only see the afterimages and the shattered voids.
The leader of the clan did not lose at all against the Master of Xuantian Palace and Qingsi alone. The Moon-Devouring Swords exerted unprecedented power in his hands. The two swords were opened and closed, and each blow was enough to destroy the world.
"Boom, boom, boom!" A huge sonic boom roared, and all the ants below the third level were killed. Anyone who was swept away by the aftermath of the battle was not spared, and not even the scum was left.
Level three and above were not much better, some were injured, some were disabled, and those with better luck were able to stay away from the center of the battlefield in advance.
Only people of level six or above can have any ability to protect themselves and can protect themselves from the energy aftermath, but they also dare not approach the center of the battlefield.
The leader of the clan tried his best to block Xuantian and Qingsi with his own strength. Although he was unable to push the two back into the space passage, they were unable to advance even an inch.
The three people turned into streams of light and fought fiercely in the air, always pulling back and forth outside the space channel until the space channel completely collapsed.
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The city wall in the 18th district has been completely destroyed and is useless. It relies solely on the high-level combat power of the alliance of the three tribes to defend it. Thousands of ghost soldiers cannot stop it, but there is not a single ghost general above the sixth grade.
I want to get past this line of defense.
Although the city is already in chaos, as long as they stop these sixth-grade and above ghost generals, they can give the compatriots behind them a glimmer of hope.
All people below level 5 in the city, regardless of whether they are humans, monsters or spirits, evacuate.
Also "evacuated" were the ghost soldiers from the various temples. These ghost soldiers seemed to be red-eyed with murder. They rushed into the city and refused to let go. The alliance of the three tribes retreated while killing. Many people died in this cruel scene.
In different massacres, whether you can evacuate seems to depend on luck.
Even after fighting out of the 18th district, there are still a large number of ghost soldiers outside the city, and there is no telling when this kind of killing will end.
Mr. Chen led the fifth-level demon slayers and members of the special case team of the Tianshi Mansion to form a line of defense. Those fifth-level demon slayers must stand together and form a magic circle to resist those powerful ghost generals and holy weapons.
The aftermath of the energy emitted.
He Xi, Meng Anxin, Huo Huo, Ling Yu, and Hua'er were all on the ruins of the broken city wall. Facing powerful opponents, no one took a step back.
Just as Gu Wenyu said at the beginning, if a disaster strikes, she and her partners will stand in front of millions of people and fight to the death!
There are also partners from the spirit race and demon race...
Each and every stalwart figure stands firmly on the ruins, holding up a hope for life for the tribe.
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Two streams of light on the horizon finally appeared outside the city wall. They were the Saint Ancestor of the Demon Clan and the Rakshasa Ghost King.
The Saint Ancestor of the Demon Clan's face became visibly darker after seeing the tragic situation in District 18. Many of the dead creatures were his Demon Clan's people.
The Rakshasa Ghost King doesn't have many peculiarities. Like Xuantian and Qingsi, he doesn't care about the life or death of these ants at all.
"Your Majesty!" The Rakshasa Ghost King, like Qing Si, returned to the main battlefield and the first thing he did was to pay homage to the Master of Xuantian Palace.
The master of Xuantian Palace just glanced at the Rakshasa Ghost King, and his energy was still focused on the battle with the clan leader.
I just heard the master of Xuantian Palace say coldly: "Rakshasa ghost, kill all the spiritual tribes here, leaving no one behind!"
"Yes!" The Rakshasa Ghost King accepted the order.
"Don't even think about it!" The Holy Lord of the Demon Clan once again stopped in front of the Rakshasa Ghost King. Even if they were allies, how could he allow this to happen.
"Get away!" The Rakshasa Ghost King suddenly burst out with shocking murderous intent. This time he finally attacked and killed without reservation.
"..." The Holy Lord of the Monster Clan's eyes flashed, and the star disk of the heavens was revealed, surrounded by stars and rivers in the sky, removing the murderous aura of annihilation.
A big star exploded, and the power of the world surged out, heading straight for the Rakshasa ghost's life gate.
"Boom!" There was a loud roar, and the Rakshasa Ghost King struck with his sword.
Both of them played real fire. The Rakshasa Ghost King received the order from the Master of Xuantian Palace. He had no intention of entangled with the Saint Ancestor of the Demon Clan. As long as he entered the inner city of the 18th District, not to mention the Spirit Clan, all the creatures of the four races would die.
Under his halberd.
Even if the Holy Lord of the Demon Clan breaks into the inner city of the Eighteenth District with him, the aftermath of just two holy weapons can kill most of the creatures in the city.
How could the Saint Ancestor of the Monster Race not understand the truth? He could not let the Rakshasa Ghost King cross the city wall no matter what.
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Everyone standing on the ruins of the city wall felt unprecedented pressure, and the energy fluctuations of the sacred weapon made their livers and gallbladders tremble. It was a kind of trembling that came from the soul and was completely beyond human control.
Especially those who have not yet reached the sixth level, they only feel that the blood in their bodies is boiling, as if the hot blood will burst out at any time.
Mr. Chen was the first to create a defensive barrier. He said solemnly: "Everyone below the sixth level should move back!"
"Boom, boom, boom!" Wave after wave of energy hit the defensive barrier. Mr. Chen's face turned pale, and he was about to lose his strength.
Another defense was built, connected to Mr. Chen's defensive barrier, it was He Xi.
Immediately afterwards, Lingyu, Hua'er, and Huohuo also built defensive barriers one after another. The defensive barriers were connected one after another to support each other.
Seeing this, the spirit tribe and the demon tribe also stretched out their hands at the same time, building energy defenses one after another, colorful and very gorgeous.
All those of rank six and above build a defensive barrier with a solemn expression, and the barrier is connected to block the energy spilled from the holy weapon outside the barrier.
Outside the barrier, the ghost generals roared. They were also affected by the energy of the holy weapon and became more manic, trying to break through the defense line.
With a sound of "Poof!", a fifth-grade ghost soldier suddenly exploded and died, and black-red viscous liquid splashed on the defensive barrier.
"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"
There were several loud noises in succession, and the ghost soldiers exploded one after another.
The blood splashed on the defensive barrier actually had a faint tendency to corrode the barrier.
"Everyone below level 6 must retreat!" Mr. Chen repeated again.
At this time, someone finally reacted, said hello, and retreated back. They also knew that if they stayed, they would be a hindrance. Immediately, each group of fifth-grade combat forces began to retreat.
The good news is that with these fifth-grade combat forces joining the retreating army, the mortality rate on the Three Clans Alliance has been reduced a lot.
The bad news is that the defensive barrier will not last long, and will collapse in half a minute at most. By then, the power of the city wall alone may no longer be able to stop those crazy ghost generals.