Over the field outside the Demon City, Situ Shiqi, who had just pulled out the spirit sword from a bloodthirsty demon, looked back at the center of the tower. Seeing Situ Liling flag waving, he issued a command to return to the city, and the spell of pulling the gods also came. 'Return to the city quickly', I felt a little more warmth in my heart.

Sweat dripped from the skirt of his clothes, and Situ Shiqi's original sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked face became more and more ugly now mixed with bloodstains and black air. The sword he held in his hand had already been soaked and corroded by demonic energy. Support the entanglement of hundreds of monsters for three days.

I thought that after fighting for such a long time, Situ Li should teach himself to rest for a while, not to get along with each other in private, not to harm his family on the battlefield, and persist until now, finally received the recall order, feeling a little bit in his heart Warm, naturally returned to the city tower very quickly, but did not expect to continue to go through life and death.

Fortunately, this time I saw that the old Taoist of Chilongmen was also present, and when discussing things, he was too considerate of himself.

In the courtyard of the central gatehouse, the two Jindans and more than a dozen foundation-building officials listened to Situ Feijian announce the plan alone. Situ Shiqi quietly nodded to Tao Fangyin and Jiang Yuzhou, and waited until Situ Feijian had finished speaking. The black face took the order and turned his head to go out.

Then Tao Fangyin said: "Seventeen boy's breath is disturbed, you might as well meditate in the hall for half an hour to cultivate, and Yuzhou'er will suppress and clear the demon group in the west for you."

Situ Shiqi warmed his heart, but he didn't accept this kindness. He glanced at Situ Feijian's face, turned his head and bowed his hands, "Thank you for your concern, senior. I can still fight. I have to keep those demons from being drawn away." Go, you still have to use your heart."

Tao Fangyin stroked his beard and nodded, no longer dissuading.

Situ Shiqi took a look at Jiang Yuzhou, left the hall, flew out of the central gate again, and fled towards the clusters of demons to the west. There were also three or four hundred clansmen fighting scatteredly with Sanxiu. He had to tell everyone man this plan.

I heard it clearly from the hall just now. Right now, my Patriarch, Senior Zhao and Senior Wu are restraining one Golden Core monster each, and the other four Golden Core monsters have not yet moved, and these four will be lured away by Senior Tao. It can be delayed for about an hour. During this period, the Demon City will extend the Demon Suppressing Formation for five miles to cover all low-level monsters, and then the Demon Suppressing Jade Wall will urge [-]% of them to suppress their strength. Sent out to clean up the monsters.

This is a big battle, and it is also the fastest strategy to quell the battle of defending the city. The commander of the 12-yuan war zone in the river field will organize people to retreat to the city at the same time, and lure the monsters to approach the city.

Clean up the monsters within an hour, and when Senior Tao returns, the four gold core monsters don't need to have their own gold cores to fight, and they can only use the power of the floating Great Wall formation to counter them, and they can balance the offensive or suppress the cut. kill.

The war zone that Situ Shiqi is in charge of is the southwestern war zone right under his nose. There are a lot of bloodthirsty demons fighting against his own monks. A monk can deal with two or three monsters, and the more powerful ones can be more, because they all use restraint. The artifact of monsters.

This place across the ridge of the river is full of hills, although there are hundreds of casual cultivators and thousands of monster corpses lying there, it is still not a mountain of blood, because once those monsters die, they will turn into black gas The backlog does not dissipate. Monsters like bloodthirsty monsters have blood sacs flowing out after death, which will dissipate the demonic barriers and are difficult to clean up.

On a higher hilly platform, Situ Shiqi saw a young man in brocade robes already covered in black air, with a long face and sword-like brows, and with a late-stage Qi training, he didn't flinch from fighting against four bloodthirsty demons. Step by step.

Ordinary warriors say that two fists are hard to beat four hands is a joke in the eyes of monks. If the speed is fast enough, one hand can catch dozens or even hundreds of enemy moves. The man in the brocade robe is obviously very good at this.

At the same level of strength, strong and weak, Situ Shiqi couldn't help but sigh that that guy is indeed one of the best clansmen in the next generation.

The demon-killing sword dyed half black in his hand flew quickly to kill the bloodthirsty demon with the strength of the four qi training, and said to the man: "Yu Yi, quickly call the clansmen to evacuate and attract the monsters to approach the demon-controlling demon." Under the city, there are big plans to be implemented in the city!"

Situ Yuyi was good at killing, when he suddenly saw a demon-killing sword flying in the sky to slay monsters, looking back, it was his Seventeenth Uncle who was helping him and gave orders, so he immediately clasped his fists: "Designer!" ! Now use bee bells!"

After Situ Shiqi finished speaking, he flew towards other battlefields, killing the monsters that were entangled with his family members and rogue cultivators one by one. When he approached the high cliff on the west side, he saw more than a dozen rogue cultivators lying in a depression , more than [-] bloodthirsty demons were lying on their bodies.

Situ Shiqi sighed, with both anger and helplessness in his eyes, he pushed out his sword fingers with both palms, and the blackened Demon-Suppressing Spirit Sword was shining brightly, once it turned into ten, the body of the sword directly shattered, and the sword gasified Hong Guang flew out, more than twenty bloodthirsty demons were quickly crucified and killed, and the sword energy of the spirit sword disappeared with the death of the last monster.

"To make utensils to slaughter demons, the time flies, and the evil spirits in the world can't be killed, and the spirit sword has disappeared. It's a pity that these people have turned into dry bones in the mountains."

The man was not rescued, and the sword was broken, but more than half of the suffocation in Situ Shiqi's chest dissipated. No matter how Situ Li and other people in the clan forced him, fortunately, he was still a family. Yexiu who came here had all his litters slaughtered by monsters, how sad.

Having a family home is already the luckiest thing in my life. It's nothing more than because the patriarch takes a fancy to me. People like Situ Li feel that their future position is threatened, so it's okay to give it to them.

Thinking of this, Situ Shiqi sighed again, looked back at the central gate tower of the Imperial Demon City, and murmured: "If I really want to get out of the way, I will have to give in every step of the way in the future. What am I living for in this life?"

Seeing all the clansmen and casual cultivators from all over the world gather towards the hill where Situ Yuyi stood in the north, Situ Shiqi's frown suddenly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth opened into a slow smile, "Yes, since I No, what will happen if he does it? You snobs will never deny the deterrence of direct blood."

The feeling of a clear heart suddenly felt very refreshing, and even the fatigue accumulated in the past few days became much smaller. Situ Shiqi flew towards the hill where Situ Yuyi was in the north, with only one idea in mind: The next generation of my family will never fall into your hands.

After being a free-range child all his life, he, Situ Shiqi, finally wanted to find his own place in the clan, a place that no one else could easily take.

When they came to Xiaoqiu, the people here had already assembled, and the group of monsters from the southwest also rushed towards them in a larger force.

A fiery red blazing sun flew out of the city from the sky, everyone looked up and watched, the old man with silver hair flying in the air, the orthodox Chilongmen Taoist robe fluttering, whoever it is if it is old Tao.

Situ Shiqi waved his hand and said to the people around him, "Retreat!"

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