The first glimmer of light in the morning lit up from the horizon, illuminating the ground which was still desolate despite the gradual emergence of spring.
General Wang Shou of Pingnan stood on the city tower, holding a heavy spear made of fine iron in his hand, weighing more than 100 kilograms. If he had not been a heavenly warrior, he would not have been able to wield such a weapon.
The soldiers on the city wall were all imperial guards, with iron armor, steel swords, or mail armor and powerful crossbows. Only 5,000 people were the most reliable support for the imperial city.
The area near the city gate had been cleared long ago. The 2,000 heavy armored cavalry were the elite of Wang Shou's Pingnan Army. They were ready to go in the city after forming a formation.
There were more than 10,000 infantrymen under the city wall, all of whom were the battle-hardened divisions of the Pingnan Army. Although their armor and weapons were inferior, the murderous aura on their faces was not weak at all.
About five miles outside the city, there were about 100,000 soldiers standing in line, with blood stains on their armor and weapons. It was unknown how long they had been fighting.
"The emperor today is unkind. He was bewitched by the evil cult and marched south, causing great suffering to the people. All officials have failed to persuade him. Now we follow the will of heaven and ask your majesty to abdicate!"
Dong, dong, dong!
More than a thousand drummers beat the drums together, and countless soldiers rushed towards the city wall like locusts. The oppressive atmosphere of war made people breathless.
"Whoa! Open the city gate!" Wang Shou shouted. The iron chain pulled up the iron gate weighing tens of thousands of pounds, and the city gate made of solid wood slowly opened, revealing two thousand heavy cavalry behind the door. The black iron armor covered the knights' bodies and the heads of the soldiers, revealing only a pair of eyes.
Dong!
A hundred-jin heavy spear was inserted into the loess land. Wang Shou, who was wearing heavy armor weighing about two hundred jin, jumped down from the ten-zhang-high tower and landed heavily on the ground.
"My men! Follow me to kill!" Wang Shou pulled out the heavy spear that was deeply embedded in the ground, turned over and jumped onto the high-headed horse that was running towards him, and shouted with full energy.
"Kill!" Two thousand people roared together, and the momentum shook the sky and the earth.
The sound of drums outside the city was deafening. The originally magnificent and majestic Jinluan Hall already looked a little dilapidated. There were only four people sitting on the ground in the hall, three Taoists and one monk, which was a little funny.
"Are you feeling better?" The Taoist with a fairy-like appearance withdrew his palms and said to the Taoist in white who was sitting cross-legged in front of him.
"It's all right now." The Taoist in white was Taiwu, the head of Shushan. He said with shame, "The Immortal is worthy of being the best in the world."
"I don't know how the disciples are doing now."
"Since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over good. The master of Xiaoxiang Temple doesn't need to worry."
The four people have been trapped here for more than half a month. They only eat a drop of water and a drop of rice. Although they have been fasting for a long time, they still look a little haggard.
Walking out of the hall, there were eight people waiting outside. As soon as they said a word, several people started fighting.
Tianyi Immortal fought one against three, not weak at all. Taiwu was slightly at a disadvantage, while the abbot was slightly at an advantage. Xiaoxiangzi and the great elder of the Demon Sect were evenly matched. The field fell into a strange balance, and the same was true in the city.
"There is no result from fighting, so why don't we just sit here." Lu Wentao said as he looked at Zuowei in the yard. The six people standing behind him were more or less slightly injured, and so were the cult members behind Zuowei.
Zuowei looked at Lu Wentao with a calm smile, was silent for a while, and then said: "Okay."
The more they fought, the more frightened they became. Lu Wentao's methods were endless. Without risking their lives, they could hardly suppress him. It was better not to fight. If they were defeated by carelessness, things would be serious.
Seven mahogany chairs were moved out of the room, and the two sides looked at each other strangely.
The battlefield outside the city became the key point to break the balance. If the prince succeeded in seizing the throne and was discovered by the eight righteous sects, it would be inevitable. At that time, these righteous people would leave one behind.
Except for the 50,000 troops of the Pingnan Army, there were only 5,000 imperial guards left in the city, and the prince's troops were dispatched from all over the country. After more than ten days of fighting, there were only more than 10,000 Pingnan troops left. If they did not play their trump cards, they would not last more than two days.
Maybe it's not impossible to keep some people from today, but it's not wrong to delay just in case. But why is Lu Wentao so calm? Looking at Lu Wentao's smile, Zuo Wei is still a little confused, after all, the situation is already very good for them.
Lu Wentao must have touched the bottom card, now it's a question of how to make a move, the situation outside the city is the key of all keys.
The trotters trampled, and the compacted earth made a dull wail. The black armor, the spear tip emitting cold light, and the infantry with uneven armor looked so fragile.
"Charge!"
"Yes!"
The spear was tucked under the armpit, and the tip of the spear fell slightly.
Kick, kick, kick!
The gradually approaching hoofbeats and the cavalry's eyes gradually getting bigger made the infantrymen facing them forget to continue taking steps, and they were stupidly stunned in place.
Squeak! Bang!
The spear pierced through the head, the galloping warships knocked people away, and the two thousand heavy cavalry rushed into the crowd like a torrent of steel.
The inferior weapons of the infantry could not break through the uniformly forged iron armor at all, and they could only make clanging sounds when they chopped on it. On the contrary, with the bonus of the warships' impact, the spear tips easily tore open their bodies, and the spear shafts could easily take their lives.
Slowly, the corpses slowed down the cavalry. The infantry who saw the opportunity could often suddenly attack, pierce the weapons from the armor-attached part of the warships, and drag the knights off the warships.
"Boys! Draw your swords!"
"Yes!"
The spears were put back behind their backs, and the sharp heavy swords were pulled out from the side of the warships.
"Follow me to kill!"
"Kill!"
After charging in from the front, Wang Shou led his cavalry to break out to the side.
Once the advantage of speed is lost, the heavy cavalry is not as flexible as the infantry. Wang Shou also knew this clearly, so he relied on the elite martial arts of his men to break through.
Slowly shook off the pursuing infantry, stopped and stopped, and lost more than a hundred brothers in the process of going in and out.
"Do you still have the strength to spare?"
"Yes!"
"Follow me to kill again!"
"Kill!"
Soon they rearranged their formation and charged towards the army again, but what they faced at this time was a row of shield soldiers.
As they approached, Wang Shou could see the trembling in the hands of the man holding the shield, and the fear on his face.
A sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and the spear thrust forward.
Bang!
The spear made of fine steel instantly pierced the ironwood shield, and then pierced the chest of the man holding the shield behind.
"Hah!"
With a loud shout, the long spear shook, and the corpse on it flew out and fell directly into the crowd several feet away.
This blow directly shattered the fragile morale. After a charge, it was like entering an empty space.
"Damn it! Pass the order, charge directly to the city wall, don't worry about them!" The prince in the back saw this scene and cursed secretly and ordered.
These people were all recruited from various places. They were naturally incomparable to the Pingnan Army's battle-hardened army, but such injuries were still a bit painful.
After charging again and again, the opponent rushed to the city wall like a desperate person, and soon he was about to approach the city wall. If he didn't go back to the city, he would never go back.
"Charge!"
The bloody steel torrent attacked again, killing the infantry square formation and heading towards the city gate.
The prince looked at Wang Shou's back and nodded slightly to the side.
Swoosh!
A long steel arrow flew out from the hand of the man beside the prince, pointing directly at Wang Shou who was about to enter the city gate.
As if sensing the danger, Wang Shou's body moved to one side.
Bang!
The long arrow pierced Wang Shou's left shoulder and knocked him off the battlefield.
"General!" The guards on both sides exclaimed and took Wang Shou to the battlefield and rushed into the city.
"What a pity." The prince sighed softly. The hand of the man pulling the string beside him was still trembling, and it was obvious that he had tried his best.
Nearly half of the 2,000 heavy cavalry were lost, and more than 10,000 enemies were killed, which can be said to be one against ten. However, in the following battle on the city wall, they could not play such a big role.
Countless arrows poured down from the city wall, taking away batches of enemies, but still could not stop the approaching footsteps of the sea of people.
Swish!
The steel sword was unsheathed, the iron armor, steel helmet, small shield and steel sword, each guard was like a mountain, guarding the city wall, and the enemy troops who came up were no match.
The sun was shining brightly, and the fourth 10,000-man army was attacking the city. The brave guards' steel knives were all rolled up, unable to directly cut through the fragile leather armor in front of them, and the iron sword in the enemy's hand had already slashed, swish!
A short crossbow arrow penetrated into the enemy's throat, instantly taking his life. Turning around, it was his captain, wearing a chain mail, a long sword and a strong crossbow. Only the strong among the guards could have such a configuration, suitable for both long and short distances, light and flexible.
"Boys! Follow me to kill!"
More than 20 palace priests cleared the city gate, and Wang Shou led the remaining cavalry to kill again.
The city gate was closed, and the narrow city gate could be said to be a one-man defense, and ten thousand men could not be defeated. It was a good place for these priests who were good at fighting alone to perform.
Wang Shou's left arm could not move, but they were just some shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and it was enough to use only his right arm!
After leaving the city, Wang Shou did not immediately fight back, but rushed towards the main formation of the prince.
More than a thousand people rushed towards the main formation of 60,000 to 70,000 people.
Two 10,000-man teams on each side
The prince was at the forefront of the elite direct troops, so there were only 20,000 people in front of him!
There were some casualties, but he had broken through the first 10,000-man team and continued to charge!
This bloody torrent rushed into the locust-like crowd as if it didn't care about its life.
It was getting closer, only two hundred steps away from the prince.
"Hah!"
With a loud shout, the long spear weighing more than 100 kilograms broke through the air.
"Protect the prince!"
Bang!
Several guards protected the prince, but the target of the long spear was not here.
The wooden pole supporting the general's flag behind him broke with a sound, and the long spear that fell to the ground also hit several people, and they were slow to get up.
"Haha! Go back to the city!"
Wang Shou raised his sword and led his team back to the city wall.
Buzz!
As if he had eyes behind his head, he sheathed his sword, grabbed the steel arrow with his backhand, threw it to the ground, and left with a big laugh.
"Sound the horn." The prince's face was uncertain, and he said in a deep voice, turned around and left.
Bang!
As soon as he entered the city gate, Wang Shou fell off his seat and fainted.
"What happened to our general!"
Wang Shou's personal soldier turned around and looked at a scholar and asked.
"It's okay. You have to pay a price for being so brave today. You will be fine after a few days of exhaustion."
The scholar's smile was a bit sinister, and his words were full of sarcasm. It was obvious that he was not a righteous person.
There are only 500 heavy cavalry left, only 5,000 Pingnan Army left, and nearly half of the imperial guards were injured, with only 3,000 left. If it weren't for Wang Shou's bravery today, I'm afraid it wouldn't last until tomorrow.
But even so, what should we do tomorrow?
In the Honglu Temple Inn, a demon ran in, whispered a few words in Zuo Wei's ear, and left.
"How is it? Is it okay to sit here today?"
"Hmph, let's see how many days you can be free, let's go!"
Lu Wentao closed the door and said seriously: "Have a good rest, life and death will depend on tomorrow."...The storm is coming, and the dawn of the second day came a little late. The gloomy wind blew up gusts of sand and dust, and the city was inexplicably depressed.
"This place is too small. How about we find a more spacious place to practice?"
Lu Wentao's words aroused Zuo Wei's doubts. In the past few days, they have suffered a lot from the formation in the Honglu Temple Inn. Now Lu Wentao has given up this advantage.
"Where?"
"The palace!"
Zuo Wei narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Wentao, as if he wanted to see through what he was thinking.
Yesterday, Wang Shou broke the general's flag alone, causing the morale of the prince's army to plummet. Fearing that there would be another setback, they chose to retreat first. But today Wang Shou was unable to fight again. They knew it in their hearts, and breaking the city was a foregone conclusion. They didn't need to hold back today. The Eastern Wei world had been won, and killing one person was one person.
So if they gathered them together, they could catch them all in one fell swoop, which should be a hundred benefits without any harm.
"Okay." After thinking for a while, Zuo Wei agreed.
"Please."
Lu Wentao and his group of seven walked towards the palace surrounded by countless evil cult disciples.
"Cheng'er!" "Master."
In front of the wide hall, several people met with the four seniors. The most excited one was Xiaoxiangzi.
The sound of drums outside the city in the distance sounded, and everyone in the palace stood up and prepared to go.
The countless arrangements of both sides were for today's battle. It can be said that man proposes, God disposes. Now it is time for the chess players outside the chessboard to leave.
Thousands of conspiracies and plots, openly repairing plank roads and secretly crossing Chencang, will eventually lead to a hand-to-hand battle.
"If you can't win, try your best to withdraw. You are the hope of our righteous way." Tianyi Zhenren stood up and said in a deep and serious voice.
Indeed, Xuanshu, Yunchen, Huijue, Chengyun, Lu Wentao. All five of them are the heirs of the sect master, the rising stars of the righteous path. If they all die here, the consequences will be disastrous.
"Senior, do your best. We are bound to lose."
"Haha, I have lived for more than 200 years, and my life is not in vain!" Tianyi Zhenren took a big step, and three people from the cult came to meet him, one of them had passed the tribulation and the other had left the body.
"The way of the sword is to move forward." With the Taiwu long sword in hand, he seemed to have the power to control the world.
"Amitabha." Although there was nothing to say to the three Taoists, it was also the Buddha's wish to subdue demons and monsters.
"Xiaoxiang Yanyu, Cheng'er, you have to watch out!"
The four of them fought against the eight cult masters just like a few days ago.
"The chief disciple of Tianshan Sect, Xuan Shu. Who can teach me?" Although surrounded, Xuan Shu remained neither humble nor arrogant, neither sad nor happy, and had the style of a famous sect.
"Badao Sect, do the south." "Badao Sect, do the north."
"So it's you two traitors, come on!" The unyielding righteousness suppressed the two brothers for a while.
"The chief of Shushan, Yun Chen." "Yin Yang Sect, Bai Yunshang!"
Yun Chen was indifferent and speechless, and when the sword was unsheathed, he actually had some of the style of his master Taiwu.
"Buddhism, Huijue." "Ghost Sect, Ghost Hand." "Ghost Sect, Ghost Shadow."
"Amitabha!"
"Wuzhuang Temple, Cheng Yun." "Demon Sect, Hu Wei." "Demon Sect, Yelang."
The remaining Yinshan and Murong Qing faced two people from the Demon Sect respectively. Fortunately, the young master of the Demon Sect, Luo Ming, was here this time, so it was less dangerous.
"Come on." The long sword was in hand, and finally Lu Wentao and Zuo Wei Zuo Biao fought together... On the Tianshan Mountain, in front of the Tianshan Sect.
"Is the Great Elder here?" A gentle and tender voice came from under the red veil.
"Your Excellency?"
"The Great Elder of the Goddess Sect, Liu Qian."
"Yes, yes, let me go and report."
"It's urgent, let's go together."
"This is."
After a while, dozens of figures flew up from the Tianshan Sect and headed east.
Shushan, Buddhism, and Wuzhuang Temple all had the same scene.
In the Tianshan Sect, the mountain gate was closed, and the outer disciples were not allowed to move around freely in their residences. The inner disciples gathered in the main hall to practice together.
But someone discovered that there was a man in black standing in the alliance warehouse, holding a head in his hand, smiling sinisterly... The battles over the past few days did not exhaust Lu Wentao, but made him more and more courageous. The high-intensity use of spiritual energy also made the spiritual energy that had been stagnant due to swallowing the Nine-Turn Golden Pill slowly flow.
The jade sword was in tune with his mind, and the hot Samadhi True Fire attached to it, corresponding to the Xiaoyao fan that became more powerful after the realm was upgraded. One attack and one defense, the two brothers were beaten back step by step.
The rest of the people were not so lucky. Xuan Shu finally couldn't hold on under the continuous attacks of Zuo Nan and Zuo Bei. His palm was torn and his long sword fell out of his hand. Fortunately, when he retreated, he threw out a five-thunder spell, which injured Zuo Bei and allowed him to retreat to the hall.
"Heavenly Eye Divine Power!" A golden eye suddenly appeared on Hui Jue's forehead. The golden light shone through it and burned the ghost shadow into green smoke. He was also over-consumed and was caught by the ghost hand.
Eight small flags fell to the ground, forming an eight-door golden lock formation to trap Hu Wei. In his hand, he used the master's unique long sword to split into two into Xiaoxiang Sword and Yanyu Sword, and rushed to attack Yelang.
Wolves are inherently fierce, and let the sword cut on their shoulder blades. Almost cut off the forelimbs, and then another sword pierced his lower abdomen. "Awoo!" With a roar, the wolf's fangs bit Cheng Yun's arm.
In a panic, Cheng Yun let go of the sword in his hand and dodged quickly, but misfortunes never come singly. Hu Wei just escaped from the formation and slapped him with his fierce tiger claws.
"Baby!" Hu Wei was stunned by his torn clothes. He actually missed?
A few feet away, Cheng Yun's figure appeared, with messy hair, looking a little embarrassed.
"Roar!" Hu Wei roared and rushed again.
Boom!
A flash of thunder appeared and instantly hit Hu Wei's head. At the same time, Cheng Yun swept the whisk in his hand, and seventy-seven forty-nine hair-thin needles penetrated his body.
But Hu Wei's tiger claws stopped, leaving a long scar in front of him.
Puff!
Xuan Shu on the side tried to raise his spiritual energy, but it hurt his roots. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted directly. Cheng Yun was not much better, and he was powerless all over his body.
A gust of knife wind blew from behind. Lu Wentao stopped attacking and brushed it away. Looking from the corner of his eye, Cheng Yunxuan was seriously injured, Hu Wei was killed, Yelang Zuobei was seriously injured, and Zuonan had his hands free.
The ghost energy entered the body, and the Buddha energy in the body became less and less smooth. The posture of the golden body arhat was no longer so strong. In addition, the previous consumption was too great, and Huijue could not support it and retreated soon.
The ghost hand also came to Lu Wentao to help in pursuit.
"Ten thousand swords return to one!" Yunchen, who had been in an advantageous position for a long time but could not take down Baiyunshang, became a little impatient and exerted all his strength. He actually used the unique skills that only those in the out-of-body stage in Shushan could practice.
Countless sword lights shot straight at Baiyunshang, which were really ten thousand swords. Baiyunshang was directly bombarded and flew backwards, losing his combat power.
Yunchen's face was also a little pale, but fortunately he could still move.
Yin Shan was unconscious, Murong Qing had exhausted his strength, and one of the two people from the Demon Sect died and the other was injured.
The recovery ability of the demon clan is obviously stronger than that of humans. The seriously injured Night Wolf has recovered almost completely, plus Zuo Bei who has recovered a little, and there are also people from the Demon Sect.
Even though they knew they were no match for the enemy, Yun Chen and Hui Jue still stood at the forefront without hesitation.
The battle on the other side was not so stalemate. The days of fighting had already made them very familiar with each other. If they just wanted to protect themselves, the cult members would be helpless for a while.
He dodged one attack, blocked the second attack with a long sword, and used the Xiaoyao fan to push away the knife that was slashing from the side, and then retreated to avoid the attacking ghost hand.
Fighting one against four, Lu Wentao's every step and every block was just right, so he could survive in this dangerous situation.
"Let's fight!" Lu Wentao did not retreat but advanced. The spirit on the Xiaoyao fan had already dispersed a little, but he still blocked all the attacks for him.
Close-fighting, Lu Wentao's body was close to Zuo Biao. The martial arts that he had been unable to practice and practiced hard finally had a place to display. Elbow strikes, inch punches, and push palms, a set of combined punches made Zuo Biao a little confused, as if he had returned to the street fights when he was young.
Pah! The Xiaoyao fan fell to the ground.
Bang! Lu Wentao's inch punches made Zuo Biao retreat several steps, and he raised his hand and took the long sword. The knife light and claw shadows behind him had already attacked, and this was the only chance.
"In a fight, the poor are afraid of the arrogant, the arrogant are afraid of the stupid, and the stupid are afraid of the desperate." Zuo Biao suddenly remembered the words he had heard on the street. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he did not dodge or block, and the big knife slashed at Lu Wentao.
Bang!
In the end, Lu Wentao was so scared that he put away his sword to block, but was knocked away. The four people had already gathered together.
Under the gloomy wind, it was hard to tell what time it was. It was estimated that it should be past noon. Was it still too late to catch up?
On the other side, everyone fell to the ground, pale-faced. They had run out of ammunition and food. However, the cult members who wanted to pick up the fallen were easily dealt with by them, but their condition became worse. But Yelang struggled to get up.
"Brother, let me go first." At some point, Yinshan had woken up, and looking at Yelang approaching step by step, a golden needle appeared in his hand.
Yunchen didn't speak, and closed his eyes in pain.
"I'll do it!"
Cheng Yun stopped Yinshan and stood up tremblingly. His torn clothes had been thrown aside, revealing his strong body. Although it was a bit disrespectful to Tianzun, Tianzun would understand.
Xiaoxiang and Yanyu merged into one and flew back to Cheng Yun's hand. He had no energy left to cast spells, so he went up with a sword.
He dodged the attack and slashed. The blood from the wolf splashed all over his body. A trace of bloodlust flashed in Cheng Yun's eyes, and he couldn't let him recover!
"Come!" Lu Wentao opened his arms, and flames spread on his hands and body, and he shouted with fiery eyes.
No more effort to dodge, the sword in Lu Wentao's hand collided with their knives again and again.
"Hahaha! Come again, come again!" As if crazy, attaching spiritual power to the surface of his body like this is a very wasteful and wasteful behavior. I'm afraid that no one in the world can do this except him.
The four people scattered and no longer confronted Lu Wentao head-on. After too long, the breath on Lu Wentao's body gradually weakened.
Ding!
Lu Wentao took one step back, and then two steps back to show his power.
Ding!
Lu Wentao took one step, and then took another step to show his power.
"It's really too late." A bitter smile crossed Lu Wentao's lips.
Cheng Yun swung his sword and slashed, and Night Wolf dodged sideways, and the sword was stuck in the tree.
Flying over, it was obviously too late to draw the sword again. His arm was stuck in the wolf's mouth, and his throat took the blow. His other hand tried hard to gather all the spiritual energy in his body.
Not enough, not enough!
The wolf's claws pushed his arm away and bit again.
Swish!
The sound of a long whip breaking through the air came, and he didn't care about so much. Being alive was a good thing. Cheng Yun rolled aside without caring about his image. He saw a girl holding a long whip, and the other end of the whip was wrapped around Night Wolf's neck. It was obviously dead.
"Husband!" With a cry of surprise, the unyielding Lu Wentao was thrown to the ground, and the person sitting on him was his long-lost wife Bai Yaoyao.
"Get up, get up! You broke my waist."
Bai Yaoyao stuck out her tongue and quickly got up.
"Auntie, do you need help?"
"No need." The palace-dressed woman in front of him also turned around, and said in a soft voice with a little pampering: "Accompany your little lover."
An extremely powerful aura was released from the palace-dressed woman, and the four people who consumed a lot of energy were suppressed and couldn't breathe.
Tribulation period!
"Sister Bai, where is my mother?"
"She's outside. It's good that we don't make trouble." Looking at the girl supporting Cheng Yun, Bai Yaoyao said with blinking eyes.
"Yeah."
The girl was a familiar figure. She was Liu Yan from the Goddess Sect. So the identity of the woman in palace dress outside was obvious. She was Liu Yu, the leader of the Goddess Sect.
The swaying balance was tilting towards the cult little by little, but suddenly a huge weight was placed on the side of the righteous path, breaking the overall balance.
The long-established strong man solved these exhausted cult members with a wave of his hand, and then the other side.
The four out-of-body masters were all killed, and even the four people in the tribulation period were left behind by the leader of the demon sect. After this battle, the cult was seriously injured.
The prince's army entered the city, and the imperial army and the Pingnan army were all killed, but the cult had already retreated. The prince had no power to resist and was taken into prison, and the rebellious army surrendered on the spot.
After sleeping for more than three days, Lu Wentao recovered his spirit, and unknowingly reached the edge of a breakthrough again.
People from all the major mountain gates arrived one after another. Everyone had recovered and was invited by the Emperor of Eastern Wei to attend the celebration banquet held in the palace. After eating and drinking, everyone was curious about what happened, so the person involved explained it to everyone.
It turned out that when the letter was sent to the Goddess Gate, Liu Yu was still in seclusion, and Liu Yan and Bai Yaoyao were still traveling outside, so no one came. Later, after the two returned to the gate and learned the news, they rushed to Luoyang.
Because Bai Yaoyao was practicing the cult's skills at the same time, she sneaked into the Honglu Temple Posthouse at night. Although the strength of the two was the Nascent Soul Stage, if they wanted to break through, they obviously needed stronger combat power, so they acted separately. Liu Yan, who was easily discovered, returned to the Goddess Gate to report the news. It happened that Liu Yu broke through the seclusion, so he sent people to the major mountain gates to report the news, and they went ahead.
The time between the two trips was one day, so Bai Yaoyao finally found a martial artist to help him. After being discovered by the cult, he was able to stay in Luoyang City for another day.
The ups and downs of the situation were so fascinating to those who experienced it that they wished they were there to fight and slay the demons.
As the night deepened, Lu Wentao also encountered the Shura Field for the first time in his life.