As soon as Lin Han came out of the stone room, he sensed that something was wrong.

The wind blowing from outside the city, with a familiar feeling, was a mixture of fear, like an underground shelter after a catastrophe, with the dirt of a crowd gathering and the despair of drifting with the tide.

The feeling is exactly the same as when the refugees besieged the valley.

"As I said earlier, we need to cut the grass to the roots. As soon as Lin Han climbed the city wall, he heard Xiao Shen say lukewarmly beside him.

Lin Han didn't bother to correct his cruel thoughts, but he hadn't given up changing Lin Han's "woman's kindness" yet. Fortunately, Xiao Shen also knew that the defenders in the city were all selected from the refugees, so he didn't say it too directly, probably because he was afraid that they would be chilled.

Most of the refugees who besieged the valley died on the spot, and the remaining masterminds were also killed by Ji Wei, With the arrival of Dongliwei's head, for Lin Han, that matter could actually come to an end.

"What's the situation outside now?" Lin Han asked Yan Feiwen.

Before Yan Feiwen could answer, the moonlight lit up.

As Mingyue Avenue went up another layer, the fog of the dead swamp couldn't bother Ji Mingyue at all, as soon as the moonlight lit, the fog of the entire dead swamp became transparent, and the inside and outside of the dead swamp were as bright as day.

Outside the Dead Swamp there are now countless refugees, all of whom have fled from the places where the refugees gathered. However, especially saying that they are trying to attack the city, it is better to say that they are begging for their lives, after so many days of consumption, all kinds of infighting, and Lin Han's wave of selection, there are not many decent people among the refugees, many of them are old, weak, sick or wounded, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing in the direction of the dead swamp, begging to let them enter the city. Many small sects of Xiuzhen have already given up hope of entering the city, and they just knelt on the ground and held the heirs of the sect high, and some parents also held their children high, this scene was lined with the demon clouds that were approaching step by step behind them, which looked extremely tragic.

Lin Han glanced at Xiao Shen and found that he pursed his lips with disdain, unmoved.

Some of the formation mages guarding the city couldn't help but be a little moved, but Lin Han didn't speak for a long time, they were used to being trained by Xiao Yan, and they couldn't say anything.

"Hey, what are they doing here?" Yan Feiwen, who was leaning on a giant crossbow guarding the city, basking in the moonlight, suddenly said.

He was well-informed and the first to notice a change in the refugees.

The refugees who were originally crowded together slowly made way for a way, and many cultivators flew out of the refugees, with different levels of cultivation, there were condensing veins, there were golden pills, and there was even an old man in the Yuan Infant stage that Lin Han had never seen before, and they gathered together silently, forming an arrow-like shape.

"Are they going to attack the city?" Lin Han couldn't help but ask.

But they didn't seem to have the intention of attacking the city, but some people came out of the refugees, and it seemed that they were handing over something to these cultivators.

"They're collecting magic weapons. Yan Feiwen sat up in surprise: "Interesting!"

The refugees dispatched silently for a while, and barely managed to make up a team of less than a thousand people, the cultivation was uneven, and the formation was miserable.

Since ancient times, whether it is fighting or fleeing for their lives, it is the magic weapon outside, and the people are inside, and these cultivators have actually protected the magic weapon in groups.

No one was vying for the magic weapon, let alone pushing and arguing, the refugees actually formed such a formation in an orderly manner, and then lined up to put those young disciples and young children into the magic weapon.

"It's stupid!" Xiao Yan was impatient: "The demon disaster is coming, what's the use of saving the child, can you live to adulthood!"

"That being said, it's human nature to protect offspring, and even animals know how to sacrifice themselves to protect their young. Yan Feiwen said lightly on the side.

As they spoke, the unformed contingent of refugees had moved.

The miasma of the dead swamp is for Lin Han and they all need pills to resist, not to mention the lethality of the refugees, the team just flew into the swamp range, and was stopped by the miasma, although the cultivators tried their best to resist with spells, they used fire to burn a way, and some summoned water shields, but they all looked vulnerable in the face of the thick miasma, and soon, the light of the spell dimmed.

At the moment when the first Fa Xiu fell, there was a cry of sorrow among the refugees.

Then the second, the third......

The silt of the Dead Swamp accumulated countless toxins, and as soon as all people fell into the silt, they were immediately swallowed by the silt, and those who were lucky enough to fall on the harder parts of the silt were quickly corroded and fleshed, revealing white bones.

However, the team did not stand still, and in the blink of an eye, it had already walked half the way.

Lin Han knew that they were definitely not here to attack the city, on the contrary, they knew very well the power of the miasma, and knew that after flowing through this miasma, maybe there would be no one in this team.

There was less than half the distance left, but the magic cultivation in the team had disappeared.

The miasma enveloped the team in an instant, and the refugees let out desperate screams.

The sword cultivator in the team made a move.

Hundreds of flying swords were sacrificed together, and the light of various attributes blended together, bringing up countless sword winds, like a sharp cone, breaking through the miasma in front of them, and rushing towards Lin Han and their city with those magic weapons.

However, without the protection of the law cultivators, the sword cultivators were almost carrying the miasma with **, and the skin and flesh of the outermost sword cultivator were instantly burned out of huge blisters, screaming and falling down, this team was like a shelled bamboo shoot, quickly becoming smaller, and soon only the last dozen or so sword cultivators were left to cultivate the highest.

There was still less than twenty zhang away from Lin Han and them, but this distance was as insurmountable as a moat.

"Go!" Someone in the sword cultivation suddenly roared, it was a blue heavy sword, the sword light was several feet, a sword swing out, cutting through the miasma in front of him, but the sword cultivation himself fell straight into the dead swamp because of the loss of strength.

The remaining dozen or so sword cultivators, with the power of this blow, flew directly towards Lin Han's city wall with magic weapons, and landed on the reef on the edge of the city.

There was silence on the city wall, and even Xiao Shen didn't say anything sarcastic.

There were many things boiling in Lin Han's heart, but he just said softly: "Open the formation!"

Lin Han didn't prepare to leave a gate for this city from the beginning, and even the last time he went out to meet Dongli Ancestor, he went down from the city wall.

The formation was activated, leaving the door of life, Lin Han jumped down from the city wall on the reed leaves, Ji Biao followed, he heard the voice behind him, and knew that Yan Feiwen also followed.

The moonlight shrouded in light, repairing and protecting the only dozen or so swords left under the city, and did not let the miasma advance again.

The sword cultivators were very calm, only the old man in the Yuan Infant Stage who was in the lead saluted towards Lin Han, they had just come out of the miasma, and their bodies were naturally scarred.

For the first time, Lin Han felt that he was a little speechless.

When he was in the valley, he felt that he had seen the worst side of human nature, and in the face of life and death, it turned out that human nature was so ugly. But today, he felt that he had seen the best in human nature. A group of cultivators who have never known each other spontaneously gathered together, and did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives for the sake of other people's children and the heirs of other people's sects, just to keep the last flame of Dongjing, this behavior is a bit beyond his cognition.

"I," he opened his mouth, only to realize that his words were a little pale at this point, paused, and then said, "I can no longer accept refugees into the city, because the configuration of the city defense has been completed, and the extra people will increase the variables in the city and increase the risk of accidents." ”

The people he used to defend the city were strictly in accordance with the configuration of the Lingshu Fairy Chasing the Deer City, and the city map of the only surviving city in the Ten Directions Immortal Realm was in his hands, and he had to eliminate all uncontrollable factors.

The logistics were enough for himself and Yun Yao, and there was no need to accept refugees.

He didn't have to explain to these people, but he felt he owed them an explanation.

He didn't expect these words to completely misunderstand these sword cultivators.

"We don't have to go into town. That Yuanying Sword Cultivator looked at Lin Han in despair: "As long as you take these children ......"

Lin Han knew that if he said anything else at this time, it would make them nervous, so he said bluntly: "I will let them enter the city." ”

These sword cultivators all showed happy expressions, and that Yuanying sword cultivator also showed joy, but then his eyes dimmed again.

"No, we're not going to say yes and wait until you turn around and kill them. Xiao Yan's cold voice came from behind: "We are cultivators, not demon cultivators, just a bunch of little ghosts, just give it to Yun Yao to look at, maybe there are a few good bones in it, and we can also help practice the pill." ”

Lin Han didn't expect him to follow.

The words he uttered were very dark, but this dark idea was exactly what this Yuanying Sword Cultivator was worried about. Because after he finished speaking, the Yuan Ying Sword Xiu thought about it for a while, and then understood.

"It's me who is too careful, don't mind the city lord. He apologized to Lin Han, but his expression was relieved.

"No, no, I don't mind. But you ......"

"We'll go back right away. Yuanying Jianxiu thought that he was issuing an expulsion order: "The eastern border has fallen, we eastern people naturally have to live and die with the eastern border, even if there is a vacancy in the city, it is impossible for us to leave our fellow disciples alive, as the master of the Yuchen Sword Sect, I can't be a deserter!"

Lin Han had never heard of the name of this sword sect even in the eastern realm, it should be a small sect, and this Yuan Ying Sword Cultivator might be the strongest in the sect.

"Yes!" a sword cultivator roared in a rough voice: "Anyway, I can't cultivate immortals even if I don't cultivate a single cultivator, and millions of people die with me, it's very refreshing!"

The sword cultivators all laughed, but they really regarded death as home.

Lin Han wanted to say more, but held him down with one hand.

"Let them go. Yan Feiwen's voice whispered behind him: "It is the best thing for them to defend this city and preserve the last inheritance of the Eastern Territory." ”

The moonlight carved a path in the miasma, and the sword cultivators laughed all the way and flew out again. The magic cloud had drifted to the place where the refugees had been stationed, and it was only half a day's journey from the Dead Swamp.

The miasma spread again, and I couldn't see what was happening outside the dead swamp, but I could hear many songs. At that time, Lin Han and the others had already returned to the city wall, and they only felt that the song seemed to be weak, but in fact, the artistic conception inside was very tenacious, which made people gradually have courage in their hearts.

"It's Mu Meizu singing. Yan Feiwen said lightly: "It is said that they are the descendants of the merman clan, and their territory is in the blue forest by the sea, but they walk in the east all the year round, and often use their singing to lure other cultivators, sometimes to cheat money, sometimes just to reproduce powerful offspring." Among the children sent over this time, there are three little girls who are the descendants of the Mumei clan. The eastern border is by the sea, and there are many strange sects and races......"

"So what, in the Demon Plague, it's not like we're dying together. Xiao Ember was not interested at all: "Kou Wen, throw these little cubs to Yun Yao, and let the demon clan start loading catapults, Lin Han, how many ghost fire fruits have you planted?"

The Ghost Fire Fruit was the fruit that Elder Ink Scale suggested to replace the Phoenix Fruit, and the Fire Lin Han in it was seen by the old man of the Instrument Spirit, saying that it was enough to burn the demons equivalent to the human condensation period, and even those in the Golden Pill Stage could be seriously injured, Lin Han dried so many golden black balls every day, just to raise the Ghost Fire Fruit, because this plant was too dangerous, he planted it in the secret room, and he and Yun Yao took turns guarding it.

"Now there are 4,000 ghost fire fruits, and 20,000 ripe fruits have been harvested, and 2,000 can be produced every day, is it enough?"

"Barely so. What about Zhu Yan?"

"He's with Yun Yao. ”

"Isn't there a bunch of stone apes around him, let them move 10,000 ghost fire fruits out first, there are a total of forty-nine trebuchets in the city, the demons come from the east, the twelve planes of the Qinglongmen put three hundred each, and the rest are put on other trebuchets. ”

"Where's the city crossbow?"

There are only five giant crossbows in the city that Lin Han touched, respectively on the four city gates and the city tower in the center of the city. This frame is from the Qinglong Gate, and the seal pattern on it is of wood attribute. Xiao Yan doesn't know when he has quietly refined it these days, and he may also have Kou Wen's help.

"This one is yours, in fact, you and Yun Yao can change guards, you all have the attributes of water and wood. Xiao Yan leaned on the giant crossbow with a pale face: "The white tiger is gold, it belongs to me, and Zhu is tired of guarding the Vermilion Bird Gate." Yan Wu is in the middle. ”

His voice faded, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"I don't have much time, let's rest for a while, there's a tough battle to fight. ”

The sky was almost bright, the morning light was shining from the east, through countless black and oppressive magic clouds, the light was sprinkled down, and the dew condensed on the golden city wall, Lin Han saw that Yan Feiwen was still lazily lying on the giant crossbow, Ji Mingyue was standing beside him, snow-white, dust-free, I don't know what Yan Feiwen said to him with a smile, he actually sat down, and let Yan Feiwen rest his head on his lap.

With the cool morning breeze blowing, Yan Feiwen's cyan clothes belt slowly floated, and in the distance, there was a thick miasma, and the black pressure of the demon soldiers.

Lin Han also got sleepy, leaned his head on the giant crossbow, and closed his eyes.

The material of the giant crossbow is warm and has the smell of metal.

He felt that Ji Biao also sat down beside him, and unconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Mao Zheng called me at three moments, and I want to go and refine the sword for you. ”

The young man beside him didn't speak for a long time, but Lin Han felt that his gaze, like the morning sun, was born without much warmth, but it still made people feel at ease.

He said, "Okay." ”