After a little delay, the alien army began to attack the city again, as if nothing had happened.

For the alien race, they know what their destiny is. They have no other way to choose except to conquer the city to the death. Like the immortal cultivator, they either die by themselves or die by the opposite side.

Among the army.

Di San's face was extremely gloomy, "Lao Liu, have you met Zhou Shu before?"

Di Liu was stunned and hurriedly said, "Yes, I've met it."

Di San glanced at him and said with a deep meaning, "How did you do it at that time?"

"I……"

Di Liu's heart became tight and he didn't know how to say it for a moment.

While speaking, Di San stared at him with an extremely sharp gaze and slowly approached him.

Di Liu became more and more nervous. He knew that this third brother was never a good person. If he started to punish him, he would be miserable.

Di San approached him, and their feathers were tightly attached, as if they were connected.

When he was nervous, Di San said slowly, "If you speak like this, you will not be known to the adults when you use the special feather words in the clan."

Di Liu seemed to have some insight, and immediately realized that Di San did not want to punish him, but wanted to get rid of the surveillance of the adults, so he would do such a move. The so-called Yuyan is a way for each other to use feather contact to convey information. Only the Yu tribe can do it, and the Dijiang tribe will naturally do it.

"yes."

Di Liu nodded quickly.

Di San sighed, "Actually, I know that you took advantage of the branding to escape directly, right? You can't blame you, Lao Qi is too arrogant, Alas, Zhou Shu... Damn it, such a powerful immortal cultivator should have ascended to the immortals long ago, why is he here and still just passing the tribulation realm?"

Di Liu breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't tell me about his compromise with Zhou Shu.

He rubbed a few times and said in confusion, "Yes, Third Brother, I don't understand this either. Looking all the way, he killed our people, and even the Seventh Brother, is not an enemy of one unit. This shows that his strength can definitely leave the Xuanhuang Realm, and..."

“And what?”

Di San waved his wings and said, "If you want to say anything, you will say it. Now it's the two of us, and I won't punish you."

Di Liu hurriedly said, "Yes, third brother, have you noticed? In fact, the immortal cultivators in this city are generally very strong. It is probably more than Zhou Shu who can ascend to immortality. There are also several who have sufficient abilities, such as the two swordsmans, and the formations that kill more than 500 foreign races. Do you think that they are waiting for us to invade, deliberately not ascending to immortality and leaving the Xuanhuang Realm and staying here forever?"

Di San showed some thoughts, "Does it meant it is indeed possible."

Di Liu continued, "Yes, but lord said that no one has ascended to immortality for tens of thousands of years in the Xuanhuang Realm. It is at the lowest point. We can easily occupy it, but this... is completely different from what lord said. What is going on?"

Di San's face tightened, "Is this a trap?"

Di Liu shook his head quickly, "I dare not say it, but I think it's wrong. Xuanhuang Realm is definitely not as weak as the adults said."

Emperor San thought for a long time and shook his feathers, "You are right, it is completely different from what the adults said. A powerful immortal cultivator and even a guardian artifact have never mentioned it. But we have come, what else can we do? We have the mark given by the adults, and we can no longer leave. No matter what, we must conquer this city first, otherwise we will lose more than the seventh brother, but more, and the ninth brother will not be able to become a god."

Di Liu could only nod, "I understand, third brother."

"Continue to attack the city. Don't be too far away from me. If we find an opportunity, we will attack together. We must not make mistakes again."

After saying this, Di San suddenly bounced away. Di Liu nodded helplessly and said loudly, "Surprise the city, continue to attack the city!"

Time passes by little by little.

The walls of Lingyu City have completely turned into hell of blood and flesh.

It is hard to tell how many aliens died, but they only know that they can walk along the pile of corpses directly onto the city wall without flying or climbing. The cultivators also use the pile of corpses as walls to block the bunkers and build the only line of defense.

"How many have you killed?"

The white dragon pulled back the long sword and took the opportunity to adjust his breath.

It seemed that he was extremely tired, his face was gray and he could not even condense his murderous intent. The gray-black smoke continued to emit, and the White Emperor Knife in his hand was still clear and flawless, harvesting his life.

"There is still more spirit than this?"

Xuanhu glared at him and punched the aliens around him.

"Nothing can be done, haha."

Bailong smiled bitterly and cut out another knife, cutting off the dozens of alien races in front of him. "You have to think about something, otherwise I'm afraid I will be numb. Alas, I used to think that I was not murderous enough and I couldn't practice Baidi's Taoism well, but now... I can't kill too much."

Xuanhu looked indifferent and punched out three times in succession, smashing a powerful alien who rushed over to pieces.

I couldn't bear it, and my body shook and almost fell from the air. It took me a breath to stand firm.

Bailong felt nervous, "Are you okay?"

Xuanhu snorted, "Including this, there are two more than you."

"Okay, you're remembering it myself, I can't lose to you."

Bai Long was stunned for a moment, rushed out a few steps quickly, as if he had strength again.

On the other side of the city wall.

In front of a huge bunker, nearly a thousand immortal cultivators were guarding it, and they were facing countless tides of alien races.

A young monk took a few steps back, looked at the dull magic weapon in front of him, and shook his head helplessly, "What should I do? The endless alien races. If we continue like this, we really can't hold on, and we have no strength at all..."

"If you can't hold on, you must persist."

An old man said in a deep voice, "This bunker cannot be lost, it is the key to the defense line and will play a role later. If we do not defend it, we will not say that we will disappear, and even the bunker will disappear. Moreover, there are many disciples of the Heyin Sect in the bunker that are resting and resting, so we cannot let them get into trouble."

"I want to persist, but I really can't."

The young monk shook his body and almost sat down on the ground. "There are too many alien races. Although they are not strong, they are too energy-consuming to fight. Look, we originally had more than a thousand people, but now there are only less than a thousand left. Almost one-third of them have died, and everyone is exhausted..."

"Persevere, hold on for a while, and keep these zombies, the rest will be much easier."

The old man looked back and looked firm, "Remember, if you don't persist, the city will be destroyed, and we will die, it's just a difference between time and time! Only by persisting can you have a glimmer of life! No matter what you do, even if you empty everything about yourself, you must persist for Lingyu City and ourselves!"

"I...I understand."

Looking at the old man's gaze, the young monk nodded vigorously, and the magic weapon in his hand flashed cold light again.
Chapter completed!