A flying car streaked across the sky and landed in West Peak City.
The doors of the flying car opened and cultivators from Central City got off. They looked towards West Peak City with solemn and excited expressions.
Wang Shouxuan went up to them and said: "Everyone, welcome home."
Leading the way, Lan Chengzong walked towards Wang Shouxuan, opened his arms and hugged him.
Wang Shouxuan patted his back and said excitedly: "Why did you come back?"
Lan Chengzong: "West Peak City is on the brink of death, how can I hide in the back? Don't worry, I've already handed over all the work in Central City to Lil 'Song, he's doing a great job. "
Wang Shouxuan sighed: "Is there still no news from the Celestial Court?"
Lan Chengzong shook his head: "Who knows what those immortals are thinking? Fighting the Sky Demon together with us is clearly the best strategy. Sigh, we'll just have to rely on ourselves. "
Lan Chengzong: "This is the last batch of cultivators that came from Central City to support West Peak City. Including the cultivators that came before, there's a total of 3000 people. There shouldn't be any more people coming from the rest. Don't blame them, they all have their own difficulties. And at a time like this, they staying in Central City is also a way out for us. "
Wang Shouxuan smiled: "Of course I don't blame them."
Inside West Peak City, although more and more cultivators arrived, the pressure inside the city didn't lessen.
Because at the place where the Sky Demon was gathering, the number of Sky Demon was also constantly increasing.
Almost every day, there would be new Sky Demon troops gathering outside the city. Accompanied by daily bombardment and rumors, the pressure inside the city kept increasing.
…
In the underground space of West Peak City, a few ordinary civilians were walking.
The man in the lead said: "This time, the Sky Demon's attack is no joke. There are so many Sky Demon without the help of immortals, we can't just rely on those cultivators."
A young man said, "Uncle Shui, Uncle Long Gen said that those cultivators have already submitted to the Sky Demon. When the time comes, they will send us to the Sky Demon, and they can still enjoy life in West Peak City."
Uncle Shui's expression turned ugly, "Dragon's Root and those cowards. It's fine if they can't help, but they're dragging us down. Don't believe their words. Other cities might not know how many people die in the Supreme Sword Pavilion every year, but do you think our West Peak City doesn't know? "
"Will the Supreme Sword Court surrender to the Sky Demon? I don't believe it. "
The young man said, "Then how can we help them? We don't know any Taoist techniques or martial arts. "
Uncle Shui said, "Pray."
Uncle Shui had already brought everyone to a small underground space. Over ten men and women were kneeling on the ground, praying for something. In front of them, there was a small statue sitting on a high platform.
The young man was shocked, "Uncle Shui, what is this?" He looked at the kneeling men and women and realized that they were all neighbors.
Uncle Shui said sincerely, "Don't you always wonder what we do when we sneak out together? We come here to pray. "
Uncle Shui pulled the young man to kneel together. At first, the young man felt that this was very strange and was filled with nervousness and uneasiness. After Uncle Shui pulled him down, he wanted to leave.
However, as he heard the prayers around him, his heart calmed down. After a while, he naturally immersed himself in the prayers. His face was full of sincerity.
Uncle Shui looked at the head of the statue. A sparrow was perched there, "Master Awakened, is it okay to pull people here like this?"
The sparrow said, "It's okay, West Peak City is at a moment of life and death. Exposing our network is no longer important compared to the safety of the entire city."
At this moment, countless prayer rooms in West Peak City were filled with commoners.
As they prayed, a formless wish energy seemed to form a large net that covered the entire West Peak City.
This was the wish energy network that the Supreme Sword Pavilion and Thunder Temple had built together. Using wish energy accumulated over the years, it could activate the Great Sorrow Birth Barrier that covered the entire West Peak City. It worked together with the Supreme Sword Pavilion's sword formation to form a double layer of defense.
Thunder Temple's Zen Master Lawless sensed the formation and said to Qing Yangzi in shock, "It really is the Great Sorrow Womb Concealment Array! How did the Sky-Toppling Sect learn of our Thunder Temple's formation?"
Qing Yangzi shook his head, "Now is not the time to look into this. As long as I can help, it doesn't matter even if it's the Sky Toppling Sect." He thought to himself, 'The Sky Flipping Sect is actually able to create such a large array under the Supreme Sword Pavilion's nose. Either they have some unknown ability, or the Sky Flipping Sect is working with the Supreme Sword Pavilion.'
…
In the Sky Demon Forbidden Zone, Qian Wangsun, Lin Muqing, Snow Leopard, Green Grass, Qin Tian, Song Zhen, Liu Ruonan, and the others were locked in a glass room.
The few of them all had ugly expressions on their faces, and they looked very nervous.
They were worried about their own safety and the safety of West Peak City.
Song Zhen's mind was filled with images of Wu Yanzu and the mosaic Zhou Bai. Every time he thought of that person's mosaic body, he felt disgusted.
On the other hand, Qian Wangsun was thinking about Zhou Bai's situation. 'I wonder how he's doing?'
Suddenly, Qian Wangsun hugged his head. Lin Muqing asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"
Green Grass also came up to check on Qian Wangsun, "Your blood pressure is a little high and your heart rate is tachycardia. It could be due to the heavy pollution here. You need to inject the rune vaccine again …"
Qian Wangsun waved his hand, "I'm fine." Suddenly, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the door. He thought to himself, 'They're here.'
Six seconds later, Zhou Bai and the Empyrean Maiden walked in together, immediately causing a commotion among the crowd.
Looking at the few of them who were glaring at him, Zhou Bai said, "I'm here to let you out. On account of our past friendship, I'll let you go this time. The next time we meet, we'll be enemies. "
Everyone listened to Zhou Bai's words in shock and anger. Song Zhen stood up agitatedly, "You b * stard! You're a traitor! How can you face your classmates, your teachers, and your friends?! "
Zhou Bai frowned. The Empyrean Maiden beside him snorted coldly. "Zhou Bai is a mutant. It is normal for him to kill all of you. How is he a traitor? Since when did you humans admit that we're humans? "
Hearing this, Song Zhen glared at Mysterious Lady angrily.
Mysterious Lady's snake tail swayed gently. Her cold gaze swept across Song Zhen's body, "If you understand, then shut up and get out of my house. The next time we meet, I won't let you off so easily. "
Song Zhen still wanted to say something, but she was stopped by Qin Tian, who stopped her from continuing.
A row of Sky Demon walked up and began to escort the cultivators out of the prison.
Just as Qian Wangsun walked past Zhou Bai, the Freedom Geng Metal Flying Sword was suddenly unsheathed. Zhou Bai said, "Qian Wangsun, I'll return this sword to you."
Qian Wangsun was slightly stunned. He saw Zhou Bai take a step forward and the flying sword was already piercing towards his chest.
The others wanted to stop him, but they saw Mysterious Lady smile. They had already sat down on the ground, shouting and yelling, trying to suppress the agitation in their minds.
As Mysterious Lady smiled, Zhou Bai's flying sword had already pierced through Qian Wangsun's chest, causing a large amount of blood to spurt out.
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