Yuwen Zhouyuan, Ma Yuehua, and Yangzheng Xuanzhong Zhenyuan monks also stopped staying outside the dangerous Dongluo River City, and returned to Dongluo River City together.

When he arrived at Dongluo River City, Yuwen Zhouyuan was slightly stunned, he saw that the city protection array had not been opened, and the magnificent and majestic Dongluo River City, with huge bluestones at the city wall, had already shown signs of collapse and destruction in many places, as if it had been collapsed by spells.

Yuwen Zhouyuan faintly had a bad feeling in his heart, although Ma Yuehua had already told him about this and the cruelty of the battle in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, but what he saw in front of him still surprised him.

At the gate of the city, Yuwen Zhouyuan and dozens of Zhenyuan monks fell, and after more than ten high-level Zhenyuan monks at the gate of the city used spiritual vision to closely inspect and confirm the identity token, without any disguise, a group of monks who went out on a mission were able to enter Dongluohe City.

Walking in the city, the situation here makes Yuwen Zhouyuan even more shocking.

In the streets, roadside taverns, attics, and mansions in the city, you can see groups of True Qi Stage monks and True Yuan monks everywhere, more or less injured, their eyes are dull and stunned, or they are buried in their own things, and there is a wordless and sad atmosphere in the city.

There was almost no sound in the city, and it was dreary.

Among them, only a few were monks from the various immortal cultivation sects in the Dongluo River Realm, and more were monks from small families of scattered cultivators from the entire Dongluo River Realm, most of these were low-level cultivators who entered the city in order to avoid the war of the three major immortal cultivation realms.

Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw this, these low-level True Qi Stage cultivators who had taken refuge in Dongluo River City were undoubtedly the most pathetic and helpless group of monks in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Outside the city of Dongluo River, they have nowhere to hide, and they can be wantonly killed by enemy monks at any time and anywhere.

If you want to find a place where no one disturbs you and you can cultivate with peace of mind, it is simply a delusional thing, a place suitable for cultivation, it is a place where immortal cultivators must fight, and it is useless to hide there.

For the vast majority of ordinary monks, they could only take refuge in Dongluohe City, the largest defensive stronghold in the Dongluohe Immortal Cultivation Realm, in order to save their lives.

However, in order to stay in this Dongluo River City, they also had to pay a huge price.

These monks used the goods they had accumulated throughout their lives in exchange for a small place to settle in the city of Dongluohe, and it was good for the monks to be able to buy a hut in the city.

Those low-level casual cultivators who barely had any goods could only find an open space in the city to lie down, and such monks could be found everywhere in the city.

And that's not all, they have to defend the city and be sent out on a mission. They had to use the victories they had earned in desperate battles in exchange for months in peace, otherwise they would not be able to stay in the city.

What made all the low-level cultivators desperate the most was that this protracted battle in the Immortal Cultivation Realm didn't know how long it would last, years or decades, and the longer it was fought, the greater the possibility of their death!

After only a brief moment, Yuwen Juyuan's emotions regained his composure.

Compared to these low-level cultivators, his situation was not much better, Yuwen Zhouyuan escaped here through the space channel, and he managed to infiltrate the Burning Sun Sect.

It can be said that he is also a cannon fodder-level figure in the Burning Sun Sect, and if he can go to the Glacier Cold Valley to perform a mission, it can explain everything!

Glacier Cold Valley and his party almost took his life, why didn't he exchange his life for what he needed, in this Dongluohe City, he only had the immortal cultivation things and information he needed, and he couldn't stay in the barren and evil land where the demon beasts were entrenched and not come out.

However, when he returns to Dongluo River City, he will inevitably participate in the war again, or be sent on a mission. Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't have time to pity those low-level True Qi Stage and True Yuan Stage cultivators.

Especially since he had just taught Su Dunwu a lesson outside the city, I believe that his division, Shengyue City, would definitely give himself small shoes to wear in the back, although he was not afraid, but he couldn't help but guard against it!

"The enemy monks are attacking in a big way, be on alert!" On the head of the city in the southwest, a Zhenyuan monk who was on guard saw a dazzling "floating cloud" appear in the sky in the distance, and hurriedly shouted loudly and let out a scream.

"Quick, activate the moat, don't let them rush in. ”

"Hurry up and inform your ancestors, the enemy realm cultivator has come to kill again. ”

Almost instantly, the entire dreary Dongluo River City suddenly became chaotic.

Those small family monks who were sitting cross-legged in the open place and cultivating freely, sitting in restaurants and pavilions, jumped up one after another, rushed out and looked around in panic, running, and even mixed with a little crying, and the low-level monks who were very little timid were almost frightened.

Of course, there are also quite a few strong monks, who are indifferent, disdainful of the enemy's news, and don't bother to lift their eyelids.

"Without the old man's order, no one is allowed to open the city protection array without authorization!" Shen Jiepeng of the Shen Family Palace, Dongfang Yunjie of the Lieyang Sect, and Dingtao Ancestor of the Rising Moon City walked out of the Dongluo River Palace.

Shen Xie Peng was the only True Monarch Stage master, so his majestic shout spread throughout the city, waking up many panicked low-level monks.

"What are you all panicking about? Calm down the old man, listen to the old man's orders, guard their own positions, and don't act without permission. Shen Jiepeng's deep gaze swept over all the monks outside the hall, and no one dared to look at each other.

Subsequently, Shen Xie Peng floated to the top of the city, and all the true masters and ancestors followed one after another.

With the presence of all the true masters and ancestors, the monks suddenly increased their confidence and found the backbone of the main heart.

A group of monks from the eighth and ninth layers of the True Qi Period, armed with spirit knives and spears, strode up to the city, nervously waiting for the battle.

And the thousands of True Yuan Stage monks in the city threw their flying swords one after another and flew into the air of the city.

Although the True Monks were not like the True Qi and True Yuan Monks, they were all standing on the city wall, ready to strike at any time.

Of course, Yuwen Zhouyuan was no exception, he was among the real monks of Dongluohe, his palms were slightly sweaty, and he was inevitably a little nervous, although he had experienced life and death several times, but such a large-scale battle was the first time he had experienced it, so it was inevitable that he would be a little excited and nervous.

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked around, and the sky above the entire Dongluo River City was also black and pressed a large number of True Yuan monks, and the dense number could not be counted, and thousands of magic weapons were released, dazzling.

The Xuanjin Sword, the Red Blood Knife, the Ghost Brake Hook Halberd, the Soul Snatcher Ring, the Flying Fire Wheel, and a considerable number of strange magic weapons, Yuwen Zhouyuan had never even seen them, let alone their names.

The floating clouds that drifted from afar stopped more than ten miles outside the city of Dongluo River.

The two camps are facing each other inside and outside the city.

Several True Master Ancestors such as Shen Xie Peng Zhenjun Ancestor and Dingtao Old Ancestor and Dongfang Yunjie from the Dongluo River Realm, as well as several Ancestors such as the Yunkai Master from the enemy realm and the enemy realm, came to the middle of the two camps for dialogue.

I don't know what they were arguing about angrily, all the voices were blocked by a few ancestors with spells, and no one outside could hear them.

However, the enemy and several ancestors of the enemy looked quite arrogant and said something, and Shen Xie Peng and other ancestors were immediately furious and excitedly reprimanded.

Throughout the battlefield, the atmosphere was strange and tense.

The monks of the two camps were patiently waiting for the results, and from the size of the "floating clouds" flying in the air under the black pressure of the two camps, it could be clearly seen that there were obviously more True Yuan Monks and True Monks from the enemy and the enemy realm than from the Dongluo River Realm.

After more than half an hour, the ancestors of the two sides obviously did not speculate for more than half a sentence, and did not argue about any results, and several ancestors of the Dongluo River Realm returned with angry faces and stopped the conversation with the Venerable Yunkai.

Undoubtedly, this also means that this battle is inevitable.

"Kill!"

I don't know who broke out with such a shocking roar, and the Dongluo River monk who flew with the sword flying above Dongluo River City rushed out.

And the enemy and the enemy monks also began to rush out of the camp and kill towards Dongluohe City.

The two torrents of huge magic weapon flying swords gathered by thousands of True Yuan Cultivators collided violently.

"Let's go too!" shouted one of the human monks, and then the crowd flew out.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's brain was hot, and he rushed forward with all the real monks.

On the Gobi Desert on the ground, the overwhelming number of True Qi Stage Monks and True Yuan Monks from the enemy and the enemy rushed towards Dongluo River City, and fought bloody battles with the True Qi Stage Monks of the Dongluo River Realm who were guarding the head of the city.

The True Master Ancestors of the two camps did not participate in the fighting, but coldly observed the changes in the battle situation in their respective camps, and issued orders to adjust the deployment of the monks, adjusting the deployment as much as possible to gain an advantage.

After a day and a night of fierce fighting, the Dongluohe monks suffered a loss of not enough people, and began to retreat, retreating to the sky above Dongluohe City, and even hundreds of Zhenyuan and Zhenren monks of the enemy realm entered the city.

"Open the city protection array!" "The East Luohe True Master Ancestor, seeing that his monks showed defeat, finally ordered to open the city defense, the spirit stones in the city are too few, and the city protection array will only be opened at a critical time.

Four thick pillars of light rose from the four corners of Dongluohe City, followed by a continuous curtain of light, rising slowly from the city wall, and then covering the entire Dongluohe City, completely protecting.

The enemy True Yuan and True Monk who rushed to the front saw the light curtain rising, and hurriedly retreated, so as not to be trapped in the city by the large protective array.

If you can't get out of the city and are surrounded by the angry monks of Dongluohe, it is definitely a dead end.

Against this powerful protective array, the enemy monks were helpless.

They also lacked enough spirit stones to unleash the Gathering Spell to attack the city, and the difficulty of transporting spirit stones from distant places was even worse than that of the Dongluo River monks.

This siege failed, and in the end they retreated and retreated to the stronghold in the territory of Huangling.

A big battle finally subsided, and only some sporadic fighting methods outside the city continued.

After the war, there were a large number of seriously injured monks in Dongluohe City, and almost all the monks were busy treating the wounded, but the means of treatment were limited, and the consumption of various spiritual objects in the city was serious, and the life-saving elixir was extremely lacking.