Chapter 239 Battle of the Beast Tide 15
"Kill this group of beasts" I don't know which mortal shouted a sentence.
"Running can run one by one," some people shouted calmly.
Some people struggled to hold a huge iron arrow, or picked up a big stone to face the monster as a weapon, although it still seemed so vulnerable.
There are still some people who turn around and run away, collapsing in all directions. In the face of powerful monsters, the power of mortals is too small, and running away is also a kind of extravagance.
Many people, under this great panic and fear, either gave up resistance and hope, or kept using their bodies, standing in the same place and allowing the slaughter.
Someone looked up at the starry sky with tears in his eyes. Only on the towering wall, all kinds of light and sounds were constantly coming out, and these various gods believed in mortals did not appear at this critical moment. In this battle, there was no savior, and there were no gods guarding these human believers.
Suddenly, a dense and popular fire flew down, accurately hitting the broken hole of the city wall, and suddenly made a huge and dense explosion in the herd gushing out of here, and dozens of low-level monsters were blown up into ashes in an instant.
The phalanx of thousands of people led by the old monk of Dingjue finally arrived here. Those disciples in the refining period stepped on the flying magic weapons and floated in mid-air one after another, and bombarded the big killing tools in their hands neatly and unified against the beasts below.
A batch of monsters gushed out, and a batch of fire feather bows and shocking cannons were killed
Dingjue and several other elixir monks turned into escape lights and killed the monsters that had rushed into the city wall and scattered everywhere one by one. Time was so urgent that they killed a low-level monster as soon as possible, and it was possible to save a large number of mortals.
Under the protection of this carefully crafted thousand-person phalanx, although the city wall was damaged, all the monsters that gushed out in a moment were killed, which did not pose a great threat
or these monks holding spiritual tools are the gods who protect them for those mortals.
At this time, above the wall of thousands of miles, there is a crisis
At a certain part of the city wall, Weizi is entangling with a seven-level monster and two six-level monsters with his walking corpses. It's just that at this time, the Weizi curse is no longer easy to stand by. He also manipulated a strange-style smoke rod-shaped magic weapon, spewing out a faint green flame, and even sweat oozed from his gray-like face and forehead.
Under him, the defensive mask of this section of the city wall has already been broken. Zhang Beichen and Qiu Yinong are hugging together, struggling with a rushing monster to fight for a little time for those mortals to escape.
At a certain stage of the city wall, a seven-level demon bird showed its power, tore up the last monk who intended to escape with his two claws, and led the demons to attack the protective mask. After a moment, the mask broke, and the mortals and low-level monks who had not yet escaped were immediately slaughtered.
In a certain section of the city wall, Wuchen Laodao is leading dozens of foundation-building monks to compete with dozens of high-level monsters. The attack of monsters is too strong. As long as they use the long-range attack weapon in their hands, they hide in the light shield and attack these monsters far away. If most of the monsters cannot be effectively killed before the light shield is damaged, their situation will become very dangerous
In a certain section of the city wall, several elixir monks struggled to compete with several high-level monsters. Under them, the light mask was still intact. Those mortals were still shouting neat and one after another slogans, shooting boulders and iron arrows under the wall.
At some point of the city wall, human beings have been slaughtered. There are more than a dozen high-level monsters here, who are still wantonly destroying the city wall and razing it into gravel.
In the center of the city wall, Zhao Di and several other powerful monks are still entangled with a seven-level monster, losing the assistance of thousands of people's phalanx. At this time, it seems to be more difficult. Most people only have the idea of procrastination and saving their lives, and the idea of killing high-level
"Oh" Zhao Di tried his best to kill a very difficult seven-level demon bird with the Mengli sword, but when he saw more monsters flying from the distance, he couldn't help sighing in his heart.
At this time, it is not possible for a monk with superior strength to decide the victory. Even if he puts aside his scruples and means, he can't face the attack of dozens of seven-level monsters. What's more, several of the seven-level evil dragons are difficult to hurt at all
Everyone knows that the only result of this is that the human monks finally can't hold on, the monsters break through the city wall, occupy Island No. 1, and slaughter a group of mortals and low-level monks
However, most people have not given up their efforts, because they have seen a glimmer of victory.
To be precise, it is the dawn of a temporary rest.
In the eastern sky, a trace of blush is rising, reflecting a crimson of the surrounding clouds.
"It's dawn" Someone shouted, and the joy was overflowing with words.
"It's dawn" mortals shouted at each other, and even more, they cried with joy.
On this night, how many people can't see the dawn this time, perhaps because of this, the people who witnessed the dawn at this time are even more excited.
"It's finally dawn" The old monk Ding Jue, who was manipulating the fire dragon-like red Zen stick to kill several third- and fourth-level monsters in one move, said softly. He couldn't say whether it was a long sigh of breath, or more worry and anxiety.
As the sky became brighter and brighter, when the bright red on the day turned into a semicircle, a second-class monster tiger python monster who was constantly hitting the city wall with his body. The madness in his eyes gradually faded, and a look of confusion and panic gradually appeared. Then he turned around and ran to the seaside.
At the same time, almost all the low-level monsters below level 4 chose to rush to the seaside, as fast as when they rushed ashore.
With the retreat of low-level monsters, those high-level monsters fighting with monks in the air are gradually retreating. Whether they are demons or monsters, they all fly to the east.
A seven-level evil dragonfly, who was entangled with Zhao Di, also reluctantly threw away Zhao Di and flew straight to the east.
In a short time, the monsters on Island No. 1 were almost all scattered, only the mountains of corpses and those seriously injured monsters that could not be moved back to the sea.
"du~" "dudu" long and two short horns, ringing thousands of miles away
The dead have gone, and the living are singing
The tsunami-like cheers of the mortal mountain suddenly sounded down the wall, but the sound of celebrating the victory obviously lasted too short compared with yesterday.
The night that just ended, the war was so tragic that it was unimaginable
More than 100,000 monsters died, but more than one million human beings also fell.
Above the city wall, less than one-third of the land is still intact, and the rest of the place has been damaged to varying degrees. In some areas, the city wall has even been cut more than 100 feet high; some sections have collapsed nearly 100 feet wide.
In any case, for human beings who are still alive, daytime is undoubtedly the most precious.
The mortals who fought all night last night were already exhausted and lay on the city wall one after another.
And millions of mortals came up from under the wall to replace those casualties or extremely tired soldiers.
Many more mortals are still shouting neat slogans, repairing the walls with boulders, and erecting a catapult and a huge crossbow on the damaged wall again.
Human resilience is best reflected in mortals as small as ants in the eyes of these high-level monks.
The surviving monks, except for the task, fell at the foot of the city wall one after another to harvest their own trophies.
For the monks in the foundation period and the gas refining period, the monster materials of level 4 and below are already quite expensive, but at this time, it is almost inexhaustible. Everyone has gained a lot and made a fortune.
And the monks of the elixir period target the high-level monsters killed at night.
These monks also have a very tacit understanding that they only harvest the monster materials they killed, and those killed by other monks dare not take them for themselves. It's better to get more low-level materials than to offend someone. After all, most of the elixir monks who can kill these high-level monsters are hard hands that are not easy to mess with.
Zhao Di is no exception. He took out the internal elixirs and materials of every high-level demon bird and dragon he killed one after another, which also made him gain a lot
Whether it is high-level demon and poultry materials or six-level dragonfly elixirs, they are all treasures that can't be bought at all. At this time, they can harvest a large number of batches, which is indeed closely related to risks and benefits.
About an hour later, suddenly, the old monk used the magic power of "Kang Roar" to spread the shouts all over the wall of thousands of miles:
"Dear Taoist friends of Jiedan period, please come to the poor monk here and have something important to discuss"
A Jiedan monk like Zhao Di can naturally roughly judge the position of the old monk according to the direction of the sound. Immediately, someone turned into a stream of escape and flew to somewhere on the city wall, and some Jiedan monks turned a deaf ear and continued to harvest the treasures they could like.
At this time, Zhao Di had collected the main materials and internal elixir of the monsters he had hunted, so he did not stay much. He turned into a purple light and flew to the Dingjue old monk.
In just over a hundred miles, Zhao Di did not take much time to arrive. At this time, more than 100 Jiedan monks had gathered here, most of whom were the swirs of the Overseas Chamber of Commerce.
And Zhao Di just glanced at the wall under his feet and immediately understood the intention of the old monk summoning everyone.
Under this section of the city wall, a large hole more than 100 feet high and wide was pierced. There are constantly foundation-building monks of the Overseas Chamber of Commerce, using earth attribute spells to repair the damaged boulders exposed everywhere in the big cave, otherwise the boulders will continue to fall, and the big hole will get bigger and bigger.
Obviously, if a large number of monsters hit the mouth of the cave, I'm afraid that within a moment or three, the wall will completely collapse. At that time, a large number of low-level monsters will rush into Island No. 1 and surround the wall.
At that time, not only the hundreds of mortals at the foot of the city wall will lose their lives, but also the meaning of defense. Island No. 1 will be completely broken in a short time, and all the previous efforts will end in failure.
Zhao Di floated hundreds of feet away from these high-level monks, but with his strong divine consciousness, the whispered conversations of these people were naturally heard clearly by him.
At the same time, he also noticed that dozens of feet away from the old monk, there were a hundred monks in bitter Zen costumes standing neatly. These people were all in the foundation period, and their skin was light golden, like copper people, which was very strange.
Zhao Di suddenly guessed the origin of these "copper people" based on this. It is rumored that there is a monk who specializes in practicing the art of body, which is called a chemist by the outside world. The skill of the alchemist has extremely high requirements for physical quality, and can constantly strengthen and transform the body. When the cultivation reaches the level above the foundation period, it can even be reborn and shape the golden body. At this time, not only is the body as strong as gold and copper, but also has a huge strength.
And for a higher alchemist, the color of his skin will return to normal, but it is rumored that only his strong body can compete with the monk's magic weapon. However, the alchemist not only has to endure the unbearable pain of ordinary people, but also the progress is extremely slow. Although his magical power is much higher than that of the The mainstream of immortal cultivation to improve the realm. Therefore, Xingchenhai has always had only the practice skills of a chemist in the bitter Zen sect, which is still being passed on. It is also one of the unique secrets that the bitter Zen sect is proud of.
Even the most mysterious refiner has been invited. It seems that in this beast tide war, the bitter Zen sect has made a lot of strength.
There is nothing strange about this. It is rumored that the chief elder of the Presbyterian Association of the Overseas Chamber of Commerce is the great elder of the bitter Zen sect - Master Shikong.
After about half an hour, almost 300 Jiedan monks gathered here. At this time, the Jiedan monks on the island have already been here.
The old monk looked around for a week and saw that people were almost here, so he said loudly, "Everyone can see the situation here at a glance. It's really bad that the poor monk doesn't say much about the situation. If it's before the war tonight, we can't come up with an effective plan and keep it here. I' Lost human beings will no longer be able to set foot on alien stars"
The old monk's words were very direct, without any cover-up and comforting polite words, but directly exposed the problem. He frowned deeply and paused, and continued to say, "I invited fifty golden monks who have been trained, even if there are these refiners and some who are good at earth attribute skills. With the great help of friends, this city wall also needs at least two days and one night to be repaired and perfect"
"And how to resist the next night, please give advice if you can help our alliance get through this hurdle, thank you very much"
While the old monk spoke, he swept away at everyone with expectant eyes. When he saw the figure of the young man in purple in the distance, he stared at him with deep meaning for a while.
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