1208. Chapter 652: Cloud Clan Crisis 2
"Bang bang." There was a dragging sound outside the door.
The figure flashed, and I saw a red-makeup girl covered in blood, along with seventeen or eighteen white-clothed clansmen with a lot of bloodstains, constantly transporting the seriously injured clansmen to the main hall.
"Zimei, how is the situation outside now?" The elders didn't care about their identities anymore, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the disciples in the clan transport the wounded.
"The outer gate is about to be breached. Elder Yun Zhengde led three thousand clansmen, and he couldn't resist it. Elder Hong, make a decision quickly. Yun Zimei directly touched her blood-stained little face with her sleeve, changing her previous laughter and nonsense, and her expression was full of awe-inspiring seriousness.
"Elder Hong, Yun Feng has asked to fight."
A trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the inner gate elder Yun Zhenghong, Yun Feng is the leader of the Yun clan in this generation, if there is any loss, then the loss of the entire Yun clan will become even greater.
"Elder Hong!" Yun Feng's sword eyebrows were upside down, and anger almost erupted from his eyes.
"Okay." Yun Zhenghong thought about it again and again, but nodded heavily, "Yun Zhengliang." ”
"Elder Hong." Yun Zhengliang, another elder of the inner gate, hurriedly came out of the crowd and waited for the assignment.
"You and Yun Feng led two thousand elite disciples to the middle gate to defend it." Yun Zhenghong's face was sad and silent, everyone knew what it meant to be dead at the middle gate.
It means that nine out of ten of these 2,000 elite children will not be able to come back. There was a faint halo in everyone's eyes, but their eyes became more and more determined.
Today, the Holy Blood Palace attacked on a large scale, and thousands of demonic beasts had almost broken through the outer gate of the Yun Clan, and the Holy Blood Palace had also sent dozens of masters above the Ink Infant Realm, including the Fire Venerable Envoy.
In comparison, the battle between the Yun Clan and the top-level forces was significantly weaker than that of the Holy Blood Palace. Yun Yang, Yun Qiong, Yun Ao, Yun Nan, Yun Zhen and other three generations of top layers are now in the Netherworld Ghost Realm, and everyone knows very well in their hearts that even if they rush back day and night at this time, it will be too late.
Therefore, today's battle to defend the Yun Clan is a bloody battle, a battle to the death, and a battle that no one can retreat from.
"Even if you fight until there is only one soldier left! I, the Yun Clan, will never retreat! Yun Zhenghong's eyes burst with a burst of essence, and he raised his arms and said angrily, "All the inner gate elders listen to the order and follow me to face the masters of the Holy Blood Palace Ink Infant Realm!" ”
"No retreat! Don't let it! ”
"No retreat! I don't let it!! ”
"No retreat! Don't let !! ”
The loud sound that permeated from the inside of the Great Hall of the Council resounded throughout the entire clan land, like waves, spreading outward layer by layer!
Layer after layer, wave after wave, and finally, the entire Yun Clan land was wrapped in this impassioned roar!
The outer gate was caught in a bloody battle, and after Yun Zimei settled some of the injured clansmen, she once again carried her whip and stepped on her winged leopard to kill the group of demonic beasts that surrounded the outer gate.
Outside the group of monsters, An Yang led more than a dozen beast taming masters to watch coldly, revealing a certain pride in his expression.
She felt that it was also a very interesting thing to watch these dying little ants, desperately struggling in front of the death line over and over again.
"Speed up!" An Yang clasped his hands around his chest, and the old god stood behind the group of demonic beasts on the ground, whispering to the dozen or so beast taming masters beside him.
Hearing this, the beast taming master raised the whip in his hand one after another, spread out his spiritual power, and guided the group of demonic beasts that had lost their normality to hit the outer gate like water.
After a few "booms", the outer gate could not bear the weight of the demonic beast group and was crushed, and the large giant beasts that frantically poured in stamped their feet and stomped into a bunch of Yun clan disciples.
Some of the disciples who bore the brunt of the attack were killed at the feet of the large demonic beasts, while others were hit by the impact and thrown out and fell into the giant mouth of the flying demonic beasts.
But these are not the worst, what is bad is that there are hundreds of expressionless demonized puppets who are constantly throwing themselves into the group of demonic beasts, sweeping the children of the Yun Clan at every turn, and killing people neatly when they see them.
These demonized puppets are thin and tall, and their power is infinite, and many of the Yun Clan's disciples have not reacted at all, so they have become the souls of their iron swords.
As a result, the casualties of the outer disciples almost multiplied.
At this time, Inner Gate Elders Yun Zhengliang and Yun Feng led two thousand elite disciples to quickly replenish the position of the Middle Gate and started a bloody battle.
In addition to sending more than a dozen Ink Infant Realm masters and nearly five thousand demonic beasts, the Holy Blood Palace also had hundreds of demonized puppets and thousands of ordinary Holy Blood Palace disciples.
One by one, these disciples of the Holy Blood Palace were like desperate San Lang, rushing forward wave after wave under the cover of the demonized puppet, and some of them were insensitive and ruthless on the blood-stained young faces.
"Defend the middle gate!!" Yun Zhengliang shouted loudly.
"Hold on!" In response to him, there were about two thousand elite disciples, who shouted coldly.
There is nowhere to retreat! It can't be refunded either! If they retreat, the result of breaking through the middle gate and the inner gate will be to push so many old and weak women and children in the backyard, and those ordinary Yun clan children into the enemy's butcher's knife!
As long as there is one person in the Yun Clan, they will not die, this is their belief that they insist on keeping!
At this time, there was not the slightest cry in the backyard of the Yun Clan, and both women and children gritted their teeth and suppressed the crying in their throats.
They shuttled back and forth to place some seriously injured and lightly injured disciples in different categories.
A man in a white robe who was wet with everyone's blood, and whose face was as calm as water, was leading many old and young pharmacists, shuttling around the seriously injured disciples.
"Mr. Murong. Life Elixir is no longer enough. A young pharmacist dragging a crying voice ran to Murong Yu's side and whispered.
Murong Yu's eyes sharpened, stared at him and said, "Don't cry!" ”
Then he ordered a few pharmacists and said coldly, "You come with me and go to open the medicine store!" Bring out all the potions and herbs that you can use! ”
"The rest, don't stop, continue to treat the wounded. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we cannot give up! Murong Yu threw down two sentences, led several pharmacists who had been named, and hurried towards the Yun Clan Medicine Depot.
"Come on, people, come on!! Help me carry him over! Be careful! Fast! Two Yun Clan disciples staggered in carrying a young man.
A pharmacist quickly stepped forward, and when he saw the young man's pale and blood-losing face and almost shriveled thin wrists, his face changed fiercely, "You need blood tonic potion, and life potion!" ”
"Among those puppet demon monks, a terrifying behemoth appeared, hugged a person and gnawed at that person's neck vigorously. I don't know why, it seems that as long as you drink the blood, the speed and power of the behemoth will become more and more powerful! ”
"Da Luo was gnawed on the arm, and it was Brother Yunfeng who threw a fireball at the monster's back, which made the monster loosen its mouth in pain."