"This is a set of five-element flags, worn by the five Jiedan monks, and the collective release of the five-element spell at a critical time can cause more damage to low-level monsters, and with the five-element powder, the power is increased by nearly three times. ”

Ye Ting tinkered with these purely because he needed some low-level items to build Baizhangmen, and he needed some low-level items to fill the warehouse of Baizhangmen. If he buys all of them from outside, he can't support a sect.

The particularity of the Moro Red Lotus gave Ye Ting an innate advantage in refining low-level equipment, which no one else could compare.

Ye Ting introduced the things he took out one by one, and finally said: "By the way, I have investigated the walls around the town, although it is very strong, but in the face of the demon clan, there should be no defense, although it reduces the speed of the demon more, right?"

"Yes. "Chu Yifan is also helpless, the worst thing in the Divine Fist Sect is the arrangement of the formation, the mountain gate array is in disrepair for a long time, and there are too few monks who are good at the formation, so it was broken by the demon clan in one fell swoop.

"I have three thousand celestial monuments, which can protect the town, even if it is a celestial demon, it can only rush in, and not destroy these steles. Maybe...... Able to reduce losses in some towns. ”

"Thank you Ye Daoyou!" Chu Yifan was excited, the demon clan army crossed the border, and it was necessary to eat people to replenish military rations, but wars have always had to calculate gains and losses. If the bones are too hard, the harvest is better than the pay, and the demon army may give up slaughtering the humans in the town.

"However, I have to ask you, why are you protecting this town?" Ye Ting asked seemingly unconsciously.

It is normal for monks to protect mortals, but it is usually done casually without paying for their lives. Now these remnants of the Divine Fist Sect are going to live and die with the town.

Chu Yifan glanced at the same door, and after getting everyone's permission, he casually closed the small living room. Prevent people from overhearing what he says.

"Ye Daoyou, I see that you are from a large sect, so I told you that this town is actually a gateway, and the Divine Fist Sect has left a lot of wealth, which is scattered all over the True Martial Continent. That's all I know. After the collapse of the Divine Fist Sect, the monks of the entire True Martial Prefecture had no leader, and they were scattered and broken by the demon clan. We also have no place to take refuge, so when I think of the secret here, I will bring my senior brother over to see if I can open it. ”

"What about after opening?"

"Use this wealth to gather the nearby monks, although it is said that you can't rebuild the Divine Fist Sect, start a small sect first. As long as the number of monks is sufficient, they can compete with the demon army. I died in battle, and there are other monks, as long as the human race does not perish, this True Martial State will be taken down sooner or later, and before that, I am just doing my duty. ”

"It's good that Daoist friends can still see the general trend clearly. Don't try to die with the demons. As you said, sooner or later, Zhenwu Prefecture will be recaptured. Until then, try to protect mortals as much as possible. ”

Mortals are the foundation of small sects, and small sects select talents, and the best ones must be handed over to the sect. And the mortal kingdom is responsible for educating ordinary people so that all people can be literate. It's important to turn on wisdom.

There are very few disciples in the sect who have been recruited since childhood, and more than ninety percent of the disciples have started to practice after they are teenagers.

Layers of selection, and those who finally came to the sect were the essence of the monks.

After Ye Ting talked with the disciples of the Divine Fist Sect. Decided to stay and protect this town, he was different from other monks, that is, he lived in the Northern Wilderness when he was a child, and he had no sense of alienation from mortals.

The Divine Fist Sect wants to open the treasure under the town, not to say that it is okay to wait for the demon clan army to cross the border, there are also strong people in the demon clan, if you don't go here, sooner or later you will find the treasure of the Divine Fist Sect.

And it's a joke that you're wandering around trying to recruit monks. This town is the place where the Houmen is stationed, and if the Divine Fist Sect wants to recover, it can't do it for thousands of years.

It's just that it takes so long to repair the mountain gate destroyed by the demon clan, not counting the process of rebuilding other parts.

Ye Ting took out all the things he didn't want to support the Divine Fist Sect, and he didn't mention the matter of remuneration. This doesn't need to be paid, and if the demon army washes the town in blood, he will also feel unhappy.

Ye Ting went to arrange the Three Thousand Heavenly God Monuments, and his Ten Directions Heavenly God Tablets were a little damaged in the Yellow Sorghum Tribulation, so he didn't dare to move for the time being, so he could only rerefine the three thousand stone tablets from the Moon Sword Sect.

The Moro Divine Armor Curse was even more damaged, and it was repaired in the Moro Red Lotus, and Ye Ting estimated that he would not be able to return to his original state without seventy or eighty years.

Fighting against the evil god, he lost a lot of things, and the real gain was to memorize the terrifying sword technique of the evil god. Qinglian Sword Song now only has four styles, and the fifth style has not yet been finalized, with the reference of this sword technique, Ye Ting already has a general direction in his heart. Of course, this is absolutely impossible to copy the sword technique of the evil god, the master and the apprentice teach each other, and the disciple's final things will become different from the master, let alone this kind of reference.

Qinglian is angry with the sea, asking for sin, the golden body is broken, and the red dust is red. This fifth-style sword technique is the Yuan Shen sword technique, which can be performed without a physical body, and there is no need for a sword weapon.

Ye Ting placed the stone tablet while sorting out his recent cultivation, Nagarjuna followed beside him, and Xiao Bai stayed on the side of the Divine Fist Sect to discuss the details of the fight against the demon army.

This town is not a small area, before the arrival of the demon clan, it was a semi-military town in the kingdom, with a granary and a garrison of two hundred mortals. These troops did not flee, the entire Zhenwu Prefecture was not safe, and they did not want to leave their familiar station.

The town is two miles wide and three miles long, and the core part is the granary, which is quite strong. The north-south road runs through the town, and it would be even larger if it were not for the adjacent river.

Without rivers, there are many fewer variables, which is a good thing for Ye Ting.

The defense originally arranged by the Divine Fist Sect has twelve arrow towers, and the army of the demon clan is not all demons who have cultivated, most of them have not been transformed, and the damage of bows and arrows to the demon clan is still useful.

Ye Ting saw that those arrow towers were strong, so he refined the matching sunset ballista.

Turning his head, he asked the monks of the Divine Fist Sect for a lot of low-level materials, and refined the armor for the two hundred mortal soldiers, which was the armor of the soldiers of Dragon Control City, and the other was the matching spear and straight knife, plus a crossbow.

It is meaningless to face the big demon, but if you are close to the little demon, the well-trained soldiers will gather together, and the combat effectiveness will be much stronger than that of the little demon.

Ye Ting's busy work was five days, and the situation in the entire town was also familiar.

The number of mortals in this town is in the early nineties, and most of them are young and strong, and only a little more than a thousand are women and children. The folk customs here are strong, and the combat effectiveness of women is estimated to be only lower than that of the people in the Northern Wilderness.

The demon soldiers crossed the border, hating the same enemy, because there was nowhere to escape, these mortals still burst out with the courage they deserved.

The soldiers have heavy armor and carry runes, and these mortals can only have leather armor or even wooden armor. Fortunately, the number of monks who came to support was extremely large, counting the Divine Fist Sect, there were a total of six infant realms, one hundred and forty-four knots, three hundred foundation builders, and more than 1,700 monks in the condensate realm.

Now I can only pray that there are no heavenly demons among the demon clans passing by, and if there is, slap it down, and everyone will be finished together.

Under the granary, shelters were built, children, the elderly, and women were evacuated, and the whole town was slaughtered.

In fact, those arrow towers don't need mortals to go over, as long as the puppets are guarded. Mortals are only responsible for the interior of their own houses, and if a demon intrudes and the monk fails to stop it in time, mortals will have to deal with the monsters on their own.

The monks outside the Divine Fist Sect didn't know that there was another treasure here, so they decided to live and die with the monks of the Divine Fist Sect, not wanting to be chased by monsters and flee everywhere.

Of course, everyone also hopes to survive, if the Divine Fist Sect wants to restore the sect, as long as they survive under the hands of the demon clan, they can become members of the Divine Fist Sect in the future.

Ye Ting hoped that he would be able to set up for a few more days, if a giant formation could be created under the town, there would be very few deaths. It was only on the eighth day that some of the monks who were in charge of monitoring outside escaped, and they were confronted by demon soldiers.

A female cultivator with four male monks in the foundation building realm had more than 100 wounds all over her body. The robe was already drenched in blood. Ye Ting directly asked Nagarjuna to prepare a wooden basin, pour it with spiritual liquid, and place the female cultivator, and after about half a day, this female cultivator of Jiedan would be able to return to the battle.

The army of the demon clan is already a hundred miles away, and unlike expected, the number of this army has reached forty thousand. This is not counting the demon clan auxiliaries, the more than 1,000 monks in the town are too much to suffer in terms of numbers.

The strength of mortals is okay to deal with the demon clan auxiliaries, but the formal demon clan is much stronger than that of humans, even if they don't know any demon arts, seven or eight mortals can deal with an ordinary demon clan.

An infant monk flew up in the air, in charge of monitoring the distance, and they did not dare to unleash a large spell at will, which would kill and injure the mortals in the town.

Fortunately, the demon clan never did this in order to eat people. The taste of the killed person is much worse, and usually youkai like to eat alive.

Ye Ting's demon eye was the first to see the whole picture of the demon clan's army, a total of fourteen demon kings!

The demon king is equivalent to the infant realm of human beings, there are only six infant realms in the town, and the other party is more than double in many places. Counting Ye Ting's kind, he is still suppressed by the other party in terms of strength. Ye Ting was glad that he had arranged the Three Thousand Heavenly God Monuments, and no matter how many people there were, they could only fight alone after rushing into the town.

The demon clan did not gather together, but it was very orderly, the front army composed of five hundred demon clans at the front explored the way, and the back was the main force, the middle army, and then the rear army. The demon clan also arranged some flying demon soldiers on both wings, and each official demon soldier had no less than ten auxiliary soldiers around him.

On such a scale, several roads converged, and they were going to the royal city to be slaughtered.

In the royal city of mankind, a large number of monks have also gathered. The demon clan did not dare to attack at will, and the Divine Fist Sect was wiped out, but the virtual realm was not dead, and it was holding back each other with the demon clan's heavenly demons.

The strategy of the demon clan is to exterminate the human bloodline of Zhenwu Prefecture and turn this place into a barren land.

If the foundation of the human monks is really severed, it will not be able to be restored in three or five thousand years. (To be continued......)