"The city wall was built by the great power of our ancestors and took countless efforts. How can I wait for the miracle to happen again!"

Cheng's tone was extremely harsh, and his face was full of despair.

Although Mo Zhuoyu felt that it might not have come to this point now, looking at the other party's appearance, he could only barely comfort him.

However, it seems that he has lost his mind, and obviously he did not listen to her comfort. The other party sat expressionless for a while, and then walked out in a trance.

Mo Zhuoyu looked at the other party's departing figure, feeling uneasy and a little puzzled in his heart.

As it sounds, these disasters are extremely destructive.

Mo Zhuoyu believes that even if he has not lost his spiritual power, he may not be able to escape from it if he falls into it.

What made Mo Zhuoyu feel strange was that the city wall of the Spiritless Land actually had such a big effect!

When he first saw it, Mo Zhuoyu thought that it was just a mortal city wall-like existence that was put in the back and used as a physical defense.

But now she heard that the wall could not only withstand the attacks of monsters and the fierce winds of the night, but also keep things like ice and thunderstorms out.

This is far beyond the realm of an ordinary city wall.

Even, Mo Zhuoyu wondered if this was the handiwork of the ancestors of the Spiritless Land!

Because such a miraculous effect is really like a monk's technique. And they are not ordinary monks, they must be powerful people to perform such miracles.

Mo Zhuoyu was thinking a lot here, but it suddenly became noisy outside.

The chaotic sound woke Mo Zhuoyu from her contemplation, and she immediately got up and looked out the window.

At this glance, she was instantly shocked.

I saw that on the street outside the window, a group of disheveled guards drove the riding beasts and rushed towards the ancestral land at high speed.

The large group of demon beasts that followed behind them almost made Mo Zhuoyu think that they were invincible to the attack of demon beasts, so they retreated into the street.

However, as the demon beast entered and gradually revealed, the panicked figure of the people who fell at the end made Mo Zhuoyu know that his guess was wrong.

If the demon beasts break through, where will the people still have their lives. What's more, the demon beast is now running all the way in a panic, more like running for its life than chasing the enemy.

At this time, the voices of the guards who were rushing wildly in the distance finally came, and her doubts were also solved.

"The city is broken!!

The torn voice, with a deep sadness, even the people who heard it fell into despair.

Hearing this news, Mo Zhuoyu was also very surprised, but he didn't expect Cheng's worries to come true!

She immediately stretched her consciousness out of the window and carefully searched the crowd for the figure of the old patriarch.

However, after half a ring, she could not find the familiar figure until the first wave of guards had already arrived in the ancestral land.

Immediately, the voice of the commander of the second district and Lan talking reached her ears. Mo Zhuoyu knew that in order to resist the icy wind and buy time for the clansmen to escape, the patriarch had fallen under the city wall!

The change came too suddenly, and at this time, the people in the ancestral stone house finally realized clearly what was going on outside.

But the old, weak, sick and disabled did not have any power to protect themselves, and after knowing it, they did not add a few more desperate figures.

After a while, the guards who ran in front of the demon beast had all arrived at the ancestral land. However, they did not rush into the stone house immediately, as Mo Zhuoyu expected.

In these soulless places, the remaining guards have set up three lines of defense starting from the front of the stone house.

They all stood neatly and solemnly, spears in their hands pointing outward, their eyes fixed on the demon beasts that were about to rush over.

In the previous story, Mo Zhuoyu already knew that this stone house in the ancestral land was the last line of defense for the spiritless clan to resist the five calamities.

Now she finally understands that these guards did not flee to the ancestral land for refuge. Instead, they want to keep the demon beast out of the stone house.

They are here to protect this soulless land, the last pure land, but also to protect the hope of their descendants and the reproduction of their race!

At this time, the demon beasts outside had already arrived at the first wave of defense lines of the guards.

The spears had already been thrown, and the guards could only fend off the attacking monsters with their bare hands.

The blood-red liquid splattered out in an instant, streaked through the air, flowed onto the stone bricks, and immersed itself in the cracks.

The soaked soil, drilled out of the cracks in the stones, mixed with blood, turns the neat streets into a strange canvas.

The wall of flesh and blood finally stubbornly delayed the progress of the demon beast.

But in just a moment, while the guards were unprepared, a demon beast crossed the defense line and rushed forward.

Fortunately, the defenders of the second wave of defense have long been ready for battle.

The demon beast that ran over was instantly plunged into its body by several spears and fell to the ground.

However, then more and more demon beasts began to take advantage of the exhaustion of the guards to break through the defense line.

The same scene was played out again on different guards.

The second wave of defenders, undeterred by the tragic fate of their companions, fought with determination, never flinching back even a minute.

At this time, the people behind finally caught up, and their bodies were not as strong as the guards and demon beasts. Such a long run made everyone breathless.

But despite this, they immediately stepped forward, lifted the guards who were lying in a pool of blood in the first wave of defense, and still had their breath, lifted them aside, and began to treat.

Some of them, armed with weapons, ran towards the guards from the other side.

Some of the brave ones also took their weapons and ran behind the monsters to distract them.

The scenes on the street were bloody and heroic, and Mo Zhuoyu couldn't help but be slightly distracted when he saw it.

She couldn't help but think of her first impression of the place, savage and rude, cruel and ignorant.

Even now, she can say that it is indeed like its first impression.

However, at the same time, these people, in order to survive and reproduce the race, will do their best, abandon the rank, and fight together.

This had to move Mo Zhuoyu and shock her.

She didn't know if the cultivation realm, which was far more prosperous than this, would have the same reaction if it encountered the same thing?

Can the selfishness of a cultivator be able to withstand the morality in his heart?

In the chaos, no one noticed Mo Zhuoyu's strange appearance, her eyes seemed to be caught in a strange world, and the surrounding movements gradually disappeared.

The future in the house had time to remove the Spirit Gathering Array, and the spirit stones on the array were rapidly consumed. The invisible spiritual power instantly converged into a huge air current, pouring towards Mo Zhuoyu's body.

The exercises in Mo Zhuoyu's body were running rapidly, and the golden pill was spinning rapidly in the continuous influx of spiritual power, and the golden light illuminated Mo Zhuoyu's entire dantian.

A looming pattern gradually appeared on the golden pill.

But at this time, the spirit stones on the Spirit Gathering Array were suddenly depleted. As soon as the influx of spiritual power was broken, the lines disappeared in an instant.