Chapter 239: The Battle of the Beast Tide (15)

"Kill these brutes," I don't know which mortal shouted.

"Running can run one is one," someone shouted calmly.

Some people struggled to hold huge iron arrows, or picked up boulders and used them as weapons to face demon beasts, although they still looked so vulnerable.

There are also some people who turn around and run away, scattering in all directions, facing powerful demon beasts, the power of mortals is too small, and escaping is also a luxury.

There are even many people, under this great panic and fear, who have either given up resistance and hope, or their bodies have kept calling, standing in place, and allowing them to be slaughtered.

Some people looked up at the starry sky with tears, only to see that on the towering city wall, all kinds of lights and sounds were constantly emanating, and these various gods and goddesses believed in mortals did not appear at this critical juncture, this battle, there was no savior, no gods to protect these human believers.

Suddenly, a dense and pop-like firelight flew down, accurately hitting the broken hole in the city wall, and suddenly a huge and dense explosion was sent out from the herd of beasts that poured out here, and dozens of low-level demon beasts were instantly blown into ashes.

The thousand-person phalanx led by the old monk finally arrived here, and those disciples in the Qi refining period floated in the air one after another with flying magic weapons, and the big killing spirit tools in their hands were neatly and uniformly aimed at the beasts below, and they bombarded wave after wave.

A batch of demon beasts poured out, and the fire feather bow and the sky-shaking cannon killed a batch

Dingjue and a few other monks of the Yudan period turned into a ray of light, killing the demon beasts that had rushed into the city wall and scattered everywhere one by one, the time was so urgent, they killed a low-level demon beast early, it was possible to save a large number of mortals.

Under the protection of this well-built thousand-person phalanx, although the city wall was damaged, all the demon beasts that poured out at once were wiped out, and it did not pose much of a threat

Or maybe these monks with spiritual tools are the gods who protect them to those mortals.

At this time, thousands of miles of city walls are in danger everywhere

In a certain section of the city wall, Weizi Curse was entangled with a seventh-level demon beast and two sixth-level demon beasts with his walking corpses. It's just that at this time, Weizi Mantra is no longer easy to sit by, and he himself is also manipulating a magic weapon with a strange style of cigarette stick, spewing out streams of dark green flames, and even sweat drops oozed from his face and forehead.

Under him, the defensive light shield of this section of the city wall had already been broken, and Zhang Beichen and Qiu Yinong were hugging together, struggling with the demon beasts that pounced one after another, buying those mortals a little time to escape.

In a certain section of the city wall, a seventh-level demon bird showed its might, tore the last monk who wanted to escape with his claws, and led the demons to attack the protective light shield, and after a while, the light shield broke, and the mortals and low-level monks who had not had time to escape were immediately slaughtered.

In a certain section of the city wall, the dustless old Taoist is leading dozens of foundation-building period monks to compete with dozens of high-level demon beasts. The attack of the demon beasts is too strong, as long as they use the long-range attack magic weapon in their hands, they hide in the light shield and hit these demon beasts from afar, if they can't effectively kill most of the demon beasts before the light mask is broken, then their situation will become very dangerous

In a certain section of the city wall, several monks in the Yudan period struggled to compete with several high-level demon beasts, and under them, the light shield was still intact, and those mortals were still shouting neat and orderly slogans, shooting boulders and iron arrows under the city wall.

In a certain section of the city wall, human beings have been slaughtered, and there are more than ten high-level demon beasts here, which are still wantonly destroying the city wall, reducing it to rubble.

In the center of the city wall, Zhao Di and several other powerful monks were still entangled with the seventh-level demon beasts, and they had lost the assistance of the thousand-person phalanx, which seemed even more difficult at this time, and most people only had the intention of delaying and saving their lives, and the idea of killing the high-level demon beasts to obtain treasure was gradually dispelled.

"Bang" Zhao Di tried his best to kill a very difficult seventh-level demon bird with the Dream Glass Sword, but when he saw that more demon beasts were constantly flying from afar, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At this time, it is not a monk with superior strength who can decide the victory, even if he puts aside his scruples and uses all means, he will not be able to face the attack of these dozens of seventh-level demon beasts, not to mention, several of them are seventh-level evil dragons, which are simply difficult to harm

It was clear to everyone that the only result of this would be that the human monks would finally lose their hold on, and the demon beasts would break through the city walls, occupy Island No. 1, and slaughter all the mortals and low-level monks

However, most people did not give up their efforts, because, they have already seen a glimmer of victory.

To be precise, it is the dawn of a temporary recuperation.

In the eastern sky, a hint of red is rising, reflecting the surrounding clouds in crimson.

"It's dawn," someone shouted, and the joy was beyond words.

"It's dawn," the mortals cried out, and even worse, wept with joy.

On this night, how many people failed to see the dawn this time, perhaps it is precisely because of this that the people who witnessed the dawn at this time are even more excited.

"It's finally dawn," the old monk of Dingjue, who was manipulating the red Zen staff like a fire dragon to kill several third- and fourth-level demon beasts in one move, said softly, unable to tell whether he was taking a long breath or being more worried and anxious.

As the sky became brighter and brighter, and when the red on the edge of the sky turned into a semicircle, a second-level demon beast tiger python monster that was constantly hitting the city wall with its body gradually faded from the madness in its eyes, and gradually appeared confused and frightened, and then turned around and ran to the beach.

The low-level demon beasts below the fourth level, almost all of them chose to rush towards the sea at the same moment, as swift as when they washed ashore.

With the retreat of the low-level demon beasts, those high-level demon beasts who were fighting with the monks in the air gradually began to retreat, whether they were demon birds or demon beasts, they all flew to the east.

A seventh-level evil Jiao, which was entangled with Zhao Di, also reluctantly shook off Zhao Di and flew straight to the east.

In a short time, almost all the demon beasts on Island No. 1 were scattered, only the piles of corpses and those monsters that were too badly injured to move back into the sea.

"Toot ~" and "Toot toot" are long and two short horns, resounding all over the distance

The dead are gone, but the living are singing

The tsunami-like cheers of the mortal mountains suddenly resounded above and below the city walls, but the sound of celebration of victory was obviously too short for a short time compared to yesterday.

The night that just ended, the battle was unimaginably fierce

More than 100,000 monsters died, but more than a million humans also fell.

On the city wall, less than one-third of the sections are still intact, and the rest of the places have been damaged to varying degrees, and in some sections, the city wall has even been cut off more than 100 zhang high, and some sections have collapsed nearly 100 zhang wide on the outside.

In any case, for the living human beings, the time of the day is undoubtedly the most precious now.

The mortals who had fought all night last night were already exhausted at this time, and they were lying on the city wall one after another.

Millions of mortals came up from under the walls to replace the wounded or exhausted warriors.

There are also many mortals, still shouting neat slogans, repairing the city walls with huge stones one by one, and erecting catapults and giant crossbows on the damaged city walls again.

The resilience of human beings is best reflected in mortals who are as small as ants in the eyes of these high-ranking monks.

And the surviving monks, except for those who were on duty, all fell to the foot of the city wall one after another, reaping their own spoils.

For the cultivators of the foundation building period and the qi refining period, the demon beast materials of level four and below are already quite valuable, but at this time, they are almost inexhaustible, and everyone has gained a lot of money, and they have made a windfall.

The monks of the Yudan period targeted the high-level demon beasts they killed at night.

These monks also have a very tacit understanding that they only harvest the materials of the demon beasts they killed, and those killed by other monks do not dare to take them for themselves. It's better to get more low-level materials than to offend someone because of this. After all, most of the Dan Stage cultivators who can kill these high-level demon beasts are hard hands that are not easy to mess with.

Zhao Di was no exception, he took out the inner pills and materials of every high-level demon bird and Jiao and other demon beasts he killed, which also made him gain a lot

Whether it is a high-level demon bird material or a sixth-level demon pill, it is a treasure that cannot be bought at all, and at this time, a large number of batches can be harvested, but it is indeed closely related to risk and return.

About an hour later, suddenly, the old monk used the "King Kong Roar" magic power to spread the shout all over the city wall:

"Fellow Daoists, please come to the poor monks here to discuss important matters"

Zhao Di, a monk in the Yudan period, could naturally roughly judge the location of the old monk according to the direction from which the voice came, and immediately some people turned into a ray of light and flew towards a certain place in the city wall, and there were also monks in the Yudan period who turned a deaf ear and continued to harvest the treasures they could fancy on their own.

At this time, Zhao Di had already collected the main materials and inner pills of those demon beasts he had hunted, so he didn't stay long, turned into a purple light, and flew towards the old monk of Dingjue.

In just over a hundred miles, Zhao Di didn't take much time to arrive, and at this time, more than a hundred monks of the Yudan period had gathered here, most of whom were the stewards of the Outer Sea Merchant Alliance.

And Zhao Di just glanced at the city wall under his feet, and immediately understood the intention of the old monk to gather everyone.

Under this section of the city wall, a large hole more than 100 zhang high and wide was pierced. There are constantly monks in the foundation building period of the Outer Sea Business Alliance, using earth attribute spells to repair the damaged boulders exposed in various parts of the big hole, otherwise there will be boulders falling continuously, and the big hole will get bigger and bigger.

Obviously, if a large number of demon beasts hit the entrance of this cave, I am afraid that within a moment or three, this section of the city wall will completely collapse, and a large number of low-level demon beasts will rush into the No. 1 island from then on, surrounding the city wall.

At that time, not only will the lives of the hundreds of mortals at the foot of the city wall be lost, but the city wall will also lose its defensive meaning, and Island No. 1 will be completely breached in a short time, and all the efforts made before will end in failure.

Zhao Di was far away from the hundreds of zhang of these high-level cultivators, but with his strong divine sense, the whispered conversations of these people were naturally heard by him clearly.

At the same time, he also noticed that dozens of zhang away from the old monk of Dingjue, there were a hundred monks dressed in bitter Zen costumes, all of whom were cultivating in the foundation building period, and their skin was pale golden, as if they were bronze people, which was very peculiar.

Zhao Di immediately guessed the origin of these "bronze men", and it was rumored that the Kuzen Sect had a monk who specialized in cultivating the art of the body, and was known as the body refiner by the outside world. When the cultivation reaches the realm above the foundation period, it can even be reborn and shape the golden body, at this time, not only the physical body is as tough as gold and copper, but also the body has a huge strength.

And for a cultivator who cultivates to a higher level, the color of his skin will return to normal, but it is rumored that he can compete with the monk's magic weapon with his incomparably strong body alone, but the cultivator not only has to endure the unbearable pain of ordinary people, but also the progress is extremely slow, although the supernatural power is much higher than that of the monk of the same level, but it is obviously not the mainstream of cultivating immortals who pursue the continuous improvement of the realm, therefore, Xingchenhai has always been the only one of the cultivators of the Bitter Zen Sect, which is still passed on, and it is also one of the unique secrets that the Bitter Zen Sect is proud of.

Even the most mysterious body refiners have been invited, and it seems that this time in the beast tide war, the Bitter Zen Sect has made a lot of efforts.

There is nothing strange about this, it is rumored that the chief elder of the Elders of the Outer Sea Merchant Alliance is the great elder of the Kuzen Sect - Master Shikong.

After about half an hour, there were almost 300 monks gathered here, and at this time, there were already seventy-seven or eighty-eight monks on the island.

The old monk looked around and saw that the people were almost there, so he said loudly: "The situation here is a fellow Daoist, you can see it at a glance, and the poor monk doesn't say much that the situation is really bad, if we can't come up with an effective plan to hold this place before the war tonight, I'm afraid that tonight, this place will be lost, and mankind will no longer be able to set foot in the outer stars."

The old monk's words were very direct, and there was no kind of disguise and comfort, but directly exposed the problem, he frowned deeply and paused, and continued: "Our sect has invited fifty golden-body cultivators who have achieved physical refinement, even with the great assistance of these physical refiners and some Daoists who are good at earth-attribute exercises, this city wall will need at least two days and one night of hard work to repair and perfect."

"And how to resist this next night, I also ask you to contribute ideas, if you can help the alliance through this hurdle, I will be grateful"

As the old monk spoke, he swept towards everyone with expectant eyes, and when he saw the figure of the purple-clothed young man in the distance, he stared at it with deep meaning for a while.

(10,000 words)