The city is about to be destroyed!

Endless despair enveloped Yang City.

The guards on the walls are still fighting bloody!.Ь.

However!

All to no avail.

When one of the defenders falls, a freshly baked zombie stands up.

The defenders fight fewer and less, and the zombies seem endless too.

Faced with the coming tide of corpses, the defenders' hearts were filled with panic and despair.

In their eyes, they were no longer determined and brave as before, but replaced by deep fear and helplessness.

In the twilight, the tide of black corpses was like a black cloud, crushing towards the city wall.

Zombies under the city walls, piled up dozens of terrifying hills.

Like a beast in the night!

The zombies with their eyes shining on the ghost, as if responding to the call of death, launched a final attack towards Yang City.

At this point, the morale of the guards on the city walls had completely collapsed.

Exhaustion and fear were written on everyone's faces.

Faced with the fear of the unknown, all is left with despair.

"Are you going to die?"

"It's over!"

"The zombies have taken the walls!"

"I don't want to die yet."

"Woo woo, I'm going home."

"Mom, I'm looking for my mom."

The defenders had collapsed and fled in all directions.

The remaining generals still tried to gather the remnants of the army to resist, but to no avail.

Chaos is starting to spread!

Utter chaos made resistance impossible.

Even though there were some who tried to resist, their strength was exhausted, and they could no longer even lift their hands with their knives.

Even......

The long-term battle made these people want to escape, and their steps could not listen to the call.

I'm exhausted.

All that is left is despair!

I could only watch as I watched myself being devoured by the tide of corpses.

Almost all of the survivors had tears in the corners of their eyes.

"It's almost time, let's retreat."

Behind the military formation, Zhao Pan exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then slowly spoke.

During the entire battle, the extremely infant monks did not make a move.

They are recuperating, not to wait for an opportunity, but to make final preparations for the present, in order to break through.

As mentioned before, practitioners are extremely selfish beings.

These cultivators, in order to be able to live forever, are extremely desperate for their lives!

Who the fuck would be crazy to gamble their lives at such a time?

Everyone has finally cultivated to this point, and who doesn't want to live a few more years?

Therefore!

As soon as he saw that the signs were wrong, Zhao Pan immediately proposed a plan to evacuate.

"The enemy's momentum is fierce, and Yang City will definitely not be able to hold it." Zhao Pan said, "Those people below will die when they die, but it is not easy for us to be able to cultivate to this day, we can't consume them here, let's run."

When it came to escaping, Fairy Miaoyu stopped pretending to be reserved, and said directly, "How are we going to run?"

As soon as these words came out, they basically determined the meaning of everyone to escape, and Zhao Pan took out a map from his arms and said, "Although the enemy is powerful, we are not completely without a chance! We run separately and we always get out...... The people who escaped brought the news of the fall of Yangcheng back to my Hualong Sect, and this matter is over."

Several people on the side nodded one after another, obviously ready to flee for their lives.

However, at this moment, someone spoke out of place.

It was none other than Song Ziyu who spoke!

"Isn't it? I've just brought someone with you, and you're going to run away?"

Song Ziyu said, "It's not that it's good to guard for ten days and create a machine for your sect

Will it be? You can't go, you can't go."

Song Ziyu's words were so sanctimonious that Zhao Pan was a little embarrassed on the spot.

To say that Zhao Pan also has his own little abacus in his heart! Xiu Shu

Within the Hualong Sect, there are many large and small factions.

These factions have been in a state of merger and merger for a long time, and Zhao Pan and Cai He are unfortunate that they belong to the faction that is regarded as a thorn in the side by Huang Ruofei, so they will be sent abroad as coolies.

Therefore, Zhao Pan will definitely not die for Huang Ruofei's order.

After hearing Song Ziyu's objection, Zhao Pan sighed and explained, "Song Daoyou, what you said is a bit out of place! What's going on now, and you're still here? The current situation in Yangcheng, let alone guarding for ten days, even if it is impossible to keep it until dawn!"

"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense with him, let's leave quickly!"

Cai He was already in a hurry, turned into a green cloud and fled in one direction.

However!

Before Zhao Pan and Fairy Miaoyu could run away, there was a sudden red glow in the sky, and then Cai He, who had just flown out, rushed back with blood on his face.

"Damn...... We're finished!"

Cai He's face was full of horror.

"What happened?"

"What are you doing back again?"

Zhao Pan and Fairy Miaoyu asked almost at the same time!

Cai He, whose face was covered in blood, spoke, "Enchantment! There is an enchantment, it is the blood refining enchantment of the Corpse Demon Sect! We're done...... We're finished......

Hear that!

Zhao Pan almost sat on the ground, and the reserved face of the Miaoyu Fairy on the side turned pale as soon as he brushed the ground. xь.

"No...... I can't die here!" The Miaoyu Fairy escaped from the cuff, and it was a signal instrument used to call the police.

At this time, the first thing that Fairy Miaoyu thought of was to ask for help, to ask her Taoist companion for help.

Sure enough, most women are like this, and when they encounter troubles that they can't solve, the first person who comes to mind to help is their own man.

However, what is desperate is that the sound signal magic device is released, and it is still too late after all.

"There's not enough time!"

Fairy Miaoyu said with a sad face, "I hope he can come soon after receiving the news."

Zhao Pan smiled bitterly when he heard this: "It's too late, Fanyin Mountain is thousands of miles away from here, and when the real people from Yushang arrive, we will all refine it."

Song Ziyu stared at the blood-red black sky and said, "Blood Refining Great Array? Is there any way to say that?"

Zhao Pan explained impatiently: "It is the evil method of the Corpse Demon Sect, first make a formation of the earth boundary, and then seal an area, of course, there is only one purpose, that is, to refine all the living beings in this place into blood pills."

"Blood Pill? I see." Song Ziyu read the collection of the Thousand Spirits Sect to the fullest, and understood it on the spot when he heard the "Blood Pill".

This is a kind of peak evil exercise of the Demon Dao monk, which will refine all the human spirit and spirit blood in the designated area, and become an elixir that can help the old monster in the infancy stage prolong his life.

Because this elixir is too harmful, even in the cultivation realm, it has a very bad reputation.

You know, after all, monks come from among mortals!

If all mortals are refined, the monks are also rootless trees and sourceless water, and they will eventually decline.

Therefore, most of the monks who still had a bit of a humanist concept hated the art of blood alchemy.