Qingyun Immortal City, the outbreak of the beast tide has been so long, and countless monks who yearn for the battlefield and are eager to go further have rushed to participate in the battle, making the battlefield victory at the city wall more and more biased in favor of humans.

There were even a lot of foundation-building monks who came, but none of the high-level monks came to support, and it was still the three true people of the Taiyi Immortal Sect who were fighting alone.

At this time, no matter how dull the monk is, he can also detect some clues, it stands to reason that Xiancheng is on the front line of the battle, if Xiancheng is broken, the surrounding cultivator forces will naturally not be able to benefit.

Not to mention the two small countries bordering each other, even the Feiyun Immortal City and the Divine Intention Gate behind the Jing Kingdom, and the big country after the Liang Kingdom, the Cheng State should also contribute to support.

But the current situation, Jing Guo and Liang Guo themselves are not guaranteed, the two major forces in the rear of the two countries are even Yuanying monks, it is said that for the sake of the face of Taiyi Immortal Sect, even if the beast tide will not affect itself, it should not be difficult to send a few Jiedan real people to help, but the result is that the beast tide has broken out for nearly five months, and there is no support from a single Jiedan real person.

"Uncle Dong, how much did you get today?"

There are still three members of the team of the four monks who are active now, and Ah Song, one of the three brothers, is seriously injured and unable to move, and is recuperating in the fairy city, and it is the eldest brother Hu Kaili who is talking.

"It's average, the corpses of three first-order late-stage demon beasts, and now they don't bother to pick up the corpses of the mid-first-order and early-stage ones."

Chen Zhendong is now accustomed to fighting on the battlefield, and the days next to the three brothers have been influenced by them, which has also made his personality much more cheerful, which is far from the image of an honest middle-aged monk.

The three of them laughed and packed up their loot, looking around at the monks who were not much different from the number of demon beasts.

At the foot of the city wall of Xiancheng, it has only been two months since the last difficult guard.

Because of the support of many monks, the current low-level beast tide can no longer pose much of a threat, and the battle line has gone from barely guarding against the city wall at the beginning, to now slaughtering outside the city wall.

It has gone from a crisis to a carnival of monks harvesting resources.

And what restricts the greedy steps of these hungry tiger-like monks is the battlefield of Jiedan that is still fighting in the distance.

Even if it is a real person, the physical strength is not enough at this time, not to mention that the three real people are all pure Fa cultivation, and it is not good at it to last.

On the first day of the war, the three real people still thought about killing the demon beast, but after a long stalemate, they had already given up this idea, and now they are just barely supporting it.

In the Qingyun Mountain Range, the fighting method of the first few days has shattered several nearby thousand-zhang high mountains, and only a few hundred-zhang high earthy yellow platforms are left.

At this time, the battle was caused by the fact that the real people tried their best to save mana, and the aftermath was not large, and the demon beasts had the upper hand on the scene.

"Senior He, there will definitely be no support coming in this situation now, let's retreat!"

At this time, Wu Zhenren was taking advantage of the gap to recover his mana, and He Zhenren was temporarily holding it.

Wu Gongzhen, a fake Dan Zhenren, as a monk of the Wu family, naturally knows a lot about the affairs of the Immortal Sect, this situation should be better to preserve himself, the power of Qingyun Immortal City, the Immortal Sect is a lot, as long as it is not intentional, even if it is not kept, at most it will be punished.

"Well, don't worry, I'll be at the top for a while."

Although He Zhenren has the cultivation of the late stage of the Jiedan, he is not good at attacking himself, but specializes in defense and speed, facing the demon beasts with the same realm and strength higher than his own line, he can only defend and cannot kill them.

Originally, I was hoping for support from nearby forces, but in the current situation, there is little hope.

But as long as Runzhi Zhenren in the distance does not retreat, how dare the two of them escape, there are countless human monks watching in the distance, if it is because of their negligence, they drag their feet, and let Runzhi Zhenren have any accidents, then it is not something that can be understood by a little punishment.

Entangled with the two of them is a white tiger image demon beast, a metal demon beast, named "Golden Eyes Cloud Tiger", the bloodline of the earth, the realm of the late third order.

The third-order demon beast still can't speak, but it can transmit sound with divine sense, but the demon beast in front of it naturally disdains to talk to humans.

As a demon beast, its physical strength is already strong, even if it fights for nearly half a year, it can't make it tired, and even because of the blood of the true spirit white tiger on its body, its will to fight is even higher.

The golden-eyed cloud tiger casually spat out a golden light, gathered the metal aura around him, and flew out with an unstoppable momentum, and the target was Wu Gongzhen, who had recovered his mana in the rear.

"Phew!"

A golden light shield appeared in front of Wu Gongzhen, blocking the golden light, and a piercing sound like gold and iron intersecting came out.

Just the sound waves caused made the little demon beast in the distance who was mentally low, and did not know whether to live or die watching the battle died tragically on the spot, and the seven orifices bled to death.

In this battle, Wu Gongzhen's role was just interference, because the defense of the Golden-Eyed Cloud Tiger was not outstanding, and even a fake Dan attack could hurt him.

"Uhh

The golden light shield was naturally sent by He Zhenren, blocking a blow for Wu Gongzhen, but the golden-eyed Yunhu also caught this flaw in time, and the sharp claws rubbed against He Zhenren.

Even if it was just a rub, He Zhenren's left arm was directly broken by it, as if it was cut in two.

The golden-eyed cloud tiger was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, He Zhenren flipped his right hand, and a talisman seal that emitted strong aura fluctuations appeared, and it was shot forward.

"Roar!"

The large group of golden thorns sent out by the Fu Seal blocked the attack of the golden-eyed cloud tiger, causing it to let out an angry roar.

In addition to his own cultivation to reach the late stage of the Jiedan, He Zhenren is also a third-order mid-grade talisman master, and every time he reaches a crisis or is physically exhausted, he will always send out a talisman seal to block the attack and take the opportunity to recover.

It's a pity that most of the runes in his hands are third-order middle-grade, even if a few third-order high-grade runes as hole cards come out together, they can only hurt the golden-eyed cloud tiger and can't kill it, so they can only stalemate.

It's just that after such a long delay, plus a time to delay the Golden Eyes Yunhu and help Runzhi Zhenren, he played nearly ten third-order talisman seals, but the plan did not succeed, but it made the inventory decline, according to this consumption rate, at most half a month, He Zhenren would be powerless to resist, so he could only find a way to escape.

At this time, I can't help but regret it, if I joined the Immortal Sect at the beginning, changed the exercises in time, and did not covet my cultivation in the middle of the Dan at that time, and re-cultivated, although the cultivation speed would be a little slower, but it would not be impossible to resist even the demon beasts.

He Zhenren cast the spell casually, and the injury on his left hand was like an instant healing, but this was only a temporary method, and the meridians in it had not yet healed, and it was just a helpless choice when fighting.

Raising his eyes to look at Runzhi Zhenren not far away, a wisp of envy flashed in He Zhenren's eyes.

Then he looked at the fairy city, where the monks were looking at the battlefield with hopeful eyes.

No matter what the purpose of those monks is, whether it is to protect their homeland, kill demons to avenge their revenge, or want to plunder resources, all of them have the same idea, that is, they hope that the three real people will triumph.

The corners of He Zhenren's mouth twitched, I don't know if he was disdainful or pleased, and his figure was entangled towards the golden-eyed cloud tiger.