Bai Chenfeng's mind once again recalled the eyes of the Cuisine Saint and the Phoenix Demon Emperor who seemed to have seen through everything and were compassionate.

They told themselves that they were the reincarnation of the guardian of the Wheel, and that they would guard it for the rest of their lives, and that their bloodline would arise because of the Wheel, and that if they left, they would disappear.

The words were not finished, but the meaning, Bai Chenfeng fully understood.

At this moment, looking at the phantom face, Bai Chen's heart is as uncomfortable as a knife, but his face is still as if nothing happened.

He didn't want to think about it in the future, so he just let time stop at this moment.

Outside the Holy City.

Countless residents of the Lingbao Continent who had fled gathered at the gate of the Holy City, dragging their families and mouths, and gathering at the gate of the Holy City.

At a time when the Lingbao Continent was now almost ravaged by demonic energy, the residents of the entire Lingbao Continent put their last hope in the Holy City.

Where are the demi-saints, there are the eight major families, and with them, at least they can resist the demonic energy, right?

It was the only hope for the Terrans, the only holy place.

Countless residents who were lucky enough to escape the demonic energy traveled thousands of miles towards the Holy City.

Be corrupted by demonic energy along the way, or encounter other people who have been corrupted by demonic energy, and be attacked.

Only half of them made it to the Holy City alive.

These refugees, numb and dusty, all their hopes were pinned on the Holy City to open its gates and let them in.

The refugees who first arrived had been at the gates of the city for about four or five days.

They came with great expectations, but when they saw that the gates of the holy city were closed, they wanted to enter the holy city, but they were turned away.

The refugees are angry and desperate, if they can't even enter the holy city, where can they hide?

Where can they go?

Desperate refugees can only live under the city walls, on the ground.

Every day, new demonic refugees die, leaving behind old people who have no one to rely on, or babies who are waiting to be fed.

Outside the city gates, the shadow of death loomed over the heads of the refugees.

Every day, he can only survive on food and water dropped by the Holy City.

Those refugees who were infected by the demonic qi were also eliminated in time by the elites of the Holy Courtyard and the Eight Great Families, and then purified.

But this is like a drop in the bucket.

More and more refugees rushed to the holy city, and almost all of them were surrounded by refugees within a radius of ten miles.

The exorcism formation of the Holy City has long been opened, and in addition to protecting the Holy City from being eroded by demonic energy, it is now trying its best to envelop the nearby refugees.

The golden spirit qi required for the exorcism formation is getting less and less, and if it continues like this, within half a month, I am afraid that not only the refugees outside, but even the holy city will not be guaranteed.

The Lingbao Continent is now full of black gas.

Not only did the human race suffer heavy casualties, but although the demon race had a special physique, its resistance to demonic qi was slightly stronger.

But slowly some demon clans were demonized, and then caused a panic in the demon clan.

The current Lingbao Continent is like purgatory, full of human races and demon races who are wailing and fleeing.

There are also demonic puppets who have no consciousness and can only kill.

The earth was eroded by black gas, and the vegetation on it began to die, and gradually no grass grows.

The water of the river is also polluted, black and smelly.

Even the sky was gray, as if even the sun was obscured.

Half of the spies sent by the Holy Court to patrol various places were damaged in the demonic qi.

Those who rarely escaped back to the Holy City basically had half their lives left.

Everywhere is not optimistic, the major empires, academies, are now deserted.