The people of the Xiahou clan all retreated behind Xiahou Nanyao, and the people from the Liu'an Continent tacitly arrived behind Ling Nian, although his face was covered with blood and there were countless wounds on his body, the battle intent in his eyes was not weak at all.

The two sides confronted each other, and the flames were shining.

"Something to do with you?" Ling Niantian asked rhetorically, his tone mocking, "It is said that beating a dog looks at the master, which is not bad."

The dog hasn't had an accident yet, and the owner has arrived.

The face of the head of the Murong family turned the color of pig liver, "Phew, I'm just cooperating with the Xiahou clan!"

"Cooperation and detachment from betrayal of the homeland? I know, it's really not accurate to describe you as a dog, dogs are not poor, what are you, do you deserve to be compared to it!"

Canine demon beasts have a lot of talent and bloodline, and the head of the Murong family can't compare to them.

"Clean your mouth!" As soon as Xiahou Nanyao came, the head of the Murong family also had confidence, "If you can't speak, just shut up, what if you are powerful, it's not that you can't turn over the palm of my hand, if you tie your hands early, you can still die happily."

Ling Nian raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

The head of the Murong family subconsciously wanted to retreat, although it was not for a long time, the shadow that Ling Niantian brought to him was not small, and after reacting, his anger rose, "How are you not sure, so many of us are still afraid of you today?!"

"Boom—"

There was a loud bang outside the city gate, and the sound of fighting suddenly intensified.

"Reinforcements, it's our reinforcements that have arrived!" The person standing behind Ling Nian looked incredulous, "We've waited! We are saved!"

The besieged Celestial Capital is comparable to a dead city, but they survived, after a day and a night of fierce fighting!

Xiahou Nanyao squinted, just now he had been looking at Ling Niantian, he didn't know what he was thinking, he seemed to come back to his senses when he heard these voices, he quickly weighed the pros and cons, "Withdraw."

The arrogant Murong family master's expression froze, "What, retreat?"

Retreating at this time is equivalent to withdrawing from Weidu, so didn't those subordinates who died die in vain?

Murong Mengyun also came out, first blessed Xiahou Nanyao, and walked to the side of the Murong family master, "Dad, retreat."

There is the teleportation array of the Xiahou clan here, although it is defeated, as long as they are there, there is no chance to turn over.

The head of the Murong family gasped and glared like dead fish eyes, "What are you going to retreat, what are you starting to promise me?" Let me manage the Weidu, why retreat!"

"The reason for this defeat is that I don't need to say more, it's already my mercy to spare your life." Xiahou Nanyao glanced at him condescendingly, "Isn't the life of my Xiahou clan more valuable than you?"

Murong Mengyun hurriedly tugged on the sleeve of the Murong family master, and said with a smile: "The young master is right, it's my father who is abrupt, don't blame him, he is also too close to his subordinates, so he said so."

Xiahou Nanyao turned a deaf ear, turned his head to look at Ling Niantian, and showed a murderous smile, "It's a coincidence that the reinforcements came, you won this battle, but you'd better monitor the entire Liu'an Continent, otherwise you won't win so easily next time."

They can also capture the capital by force, but the losses are too great, and it is not the style of their Xiahou clan.

"Let's go!"

He beckoned and retreated to the Murong Mansion.

Ling Niantian didn't chase them, and they didn't have the strength to chase anymore.

The feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe enveloped everyone, they collapsed to the ground like they were out of strength, and some even whimpered and cried, and in a moment, it turned into a cry of pain.

Most of the people in Weidu have been buried under the rubble, and they have become survivors, how fortunate they are, and how difficult they are.

As soon as the Xiahou clan on the front foot left the teleportation array, the huge power of the back foot enveloped the entire Murong Mansion, and the dust flew in an instant, and all the palaces turned into powder.

The last remaining intact building in the capital fell apart.

A man with a sword on his back landed beside the survivors and probed his pulse, "Quickly carry them to a stable and safe place, take the elixir that heals and replenishes spiritual power, and prepare water and soft food."

There were many people who came, methodically treating the wounded and checking the capital, going back and forth in the ruins to find those who still had breath, as well as dead monks.

whole

There is only the sound of stones colliding in Weidu, low and depressing.

The bones are not piled up, but they can be seen everywhere, and the deaths are different but equally miserable, and some are incomplete, but the day before, they were still watching the ring match lively.

The reinforcements silently cleared the battlefield with a heavy heart.

Because of their reasons, if they had arrived earlier, the casualties would not have been so serious.

It wasn't until noon the next day that the Weidu was reorganized, the ruins were all cleaned up, and the ins and outs of the incident in the entire mainland were also informed.

"The monk with the mutated ice attribute outside the sky has preserved the corpse." His subordinates reported to Ling Niantian, "We will keep it for a month, enough for people from the most remote places to rush over, and if no one picks up, we will be responsible for the burial."

"Then there is the matter of Qishiyu, all their original people are dead, we can build a new storefront, but the name of the store will not continue to be Qishiyu, and it will be changed to a gambling stone industry affiliated to our heavens."

Before the disaster, they put away all the rough stones, and there was no need to re-prepare the start-up materials for the store, just a storefront.

Ling Niantian nodded slightly, "It's a good job, they did it at the beginning of the reward and punishment mechanism, go back and receive the award according to the first-class merit."

The punishment outside the heavens is strict, but the rewards are also coveted, and the rewards received by the first-class merit and special merit can make the vast majority of the monks in the one-star continent crazy.

There were a hundred people present, and when they heard this, their eyes lit up, and their faces turned red with excitement, "Thank you, Lord Wei, this is what we should do!"

It is rare for the Lord of the Guardian to give them an order directly, and they finally look forward to it once, and they will naturally work hard to complete it, and the first-class merit is even more unexpected.

"Go down, I'll be here for a while, and feel free to come to me if you have any questions."

The teleportation array was destroyed, but the Xiahou clan may not be able to kill the horse gun, and someone must be in charge of the reconstruction of a city as big as Weidu.

Thousands of years of prosperity have been ruined, and the new castle tower must be more brilliant in order to alleviate the pain and guilt of things and people.

"Then the Lord of the Guardians has a good rest."

Ling Niantian was not seriously injured, but his nerves had been tense, and he kept an eye on the situation around him at any time, and his divine sense loss was somewhat serious.

Divine consciousness is a thing.,It's completely innate.,How much is born.,When it's normal, I rarely care about it.,If it's missing, I feel that it's not normal.。

Dizzy, dizzy, dizzy, lightheaded.

The key is that it is not easy to recover, and you can only recuperate slowly.

The makeshift house was very simple, just able to play the role of shelter from the wind and rain, Master Kongsang was distressed and wanted to scold when he came, "I didn't care about you before, but now that the reinforcements have arrived, and there are several elders from the Seven Great Sects, why do you want to stay here and suffer, you can cultivate when you go back."

The conditions are better, aren't they recovering faster than here.

"There is no shortage of food or drink, where is suffering." With her understanding of Xiahou Nanyao, she may not be able to squat in a dark corner waiting to give her a fatal blow, and this person sees a person who looks like her.

The bed was narrow, there was no chair, and Kongsang didn't even have a place to sit, and after a long time of hard talking, Ling Niantian still didn't eat the oil and salt, and then waved his sleeves angrily and left.

Ling Niantian may be destined to not be able to recuperate today, and as soon as Kong Sang left, a few more guests came.

"Excuse me, how is the recovery, we are here to find out what happened that day."

When the Xiahou clan conspiracy was first discovered, the Seven Great Sects set up a special Liu'an Guard, which was small in number but fine, and at the same time, the Seven Great Sects must fully cooperate with their actions, and the first group of people to arrive in Weidu this time was the guard. Z.br>

Including the people who destroyed the entire Murong Mansion as soon as they made a move, they also belonged to them.

"Roughly what happened, Mu Xiu has already said, and some details need to be verified with you."

Ling Niantian nodded, "Excuse me."

To her surprise, the focus of the guards' inquiry was actually on Murong Mengyun, no matter how big or small, but the head of the Murong family didn't mention a few words.

"Curious?" The person in charge of recording put the booklet away, "According to the clues we have gotten, Murong Mansion can cooperate with taking a good bath, and Murong Mengyun has contributed a lot."

Otherwise, the Xiahou clan's plan would not have advanced so much, in their expectations, there would be at least two more years, and this sudden change directly disrupted the plan they had arranged for many years.

It was indeed hidden, Ling Nian asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

"Defend passively, try to block the link between the Xiahou clan and the Liu'an Continent, that's all we can do." The current difference in strength between the two sides does not allow them to take the initiative to attack, "Grind until the Xiahou clan takes the initiative to give up on capturing Liu'an, or we have the ability to counterattack."

The high-star continent has too much advantage over the low-star level, just a big force above can beat them to lose their armor, no wonder the monks want to go to the Star Dynasty Continent.

"Remember to hide it for us, and don't tell anyone else." They trusted Ling Niantian a lot, and when they came, they just avoided the others, and their faces were still the same.

"Okay." Having such a strength hidden in the shadows is of great benefit to the Liu'an Continent, "If you need help, contact me at any time, it is incumbent."

Whether it is for Liu'an or because of the Xiahou clan, she will not sit idly by.

The last person stood and didn't leave, "I was a disciple of the Nine Yao Sect before I entered the guard, I saw your swordsmanship, there should be nothing left by the Nine Yao Sect to teach you, if you are interested, you can go in and have a look as a teacher."

After speaking, he also walked away, if the disciples of the five sects and the other four sects went, it would be easy to be criticized for not going to the Jiuyao Sect, and it was not good to delay people's time in vain, so it was the most appropriate identity to think about it.

You can find other teachers and even elders to learn from you, and you can leave at any time.

"I'll think about it."

The feeling of illness coming like a mountain and going to the sick like a thread Ling Niantian finally realized that with the adjuvant treatment of the pill, it took her four days for the world to become clear again, and there would be no whirlwind.

Everything in Weidu is slowly getting on the right track, but it will take hundreds of thousands of years to restore the former glory, and Ling Niantian also followed the disciples of the Jiuyao Sect back as a teacher.