On the city wall, the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

Shaohao, Ruowu, Zhao Jingxuan and others' expressions were extremely gloomy.

There were thirteen traitors who were caught, seven of whom came from three ancient Taoist priests in the ancient wilderness, namely the Tongtian Sword Sect, the Lingbao Holy Land, and the Zifu Sword Pavilion.

The remaining six people are from the Heiyan Tiangou tribe and the Saint Li Ancient tribe respectively.

Among these thirteen people, the two saints have the highest cultivation level, and the others are kings of the Great Death Realm.

When Xiao Cangtian was caught, these traitors almost died suddenly at the first time, leaving no clues for inquiry.

"When they died, their internal organs were all shattered, their blood showed a strange gray-green color, and their souls were all powdered."

Xiao Cangtian's voice was low and he gritted his teeth. "I checked the relics they left behind, but I didn't find any valuable clues."

"It can be concluded that they were secretly controlled by the enemy from the outside world long before they came to the battlefield of the Nine Realms and were manipulated as chess pieces."

Everyone looked gloomy and sunny.

This time, the Eight-District coalition forces attacked with all their might and had besieged the City of Protecting the Way for five days. The reason why they could persist until now during these five days was entirely because of the extremely powerful power of the "Four Eight Regions" formation, which resisted all attacks.

But now, a group of traitors appeared in the city, causing damage to the formation!

Shaohao took a deep breath, frowned and said, "Originally, according to my calculations, with the power of this formation, we can persist until the eighth day or even the ninth day."

“But now…”

Before I finished speaking, everyone knew the meaning.

"It has happened, and it is urgent to consider how to deal with the situation that follows."

Ruo Wu bit her teeth and looked determined, "Everyone, I suggest that from now on, we should divide a group of forces and strictly guard the foundations of the formation arranged in various parts of the city. In addition, someone will take action to check whether there are hidden traitors among the strong men in the city one by one."

"That's it."

Zhao Jingxuan took the lead in agreeing.

Others also knew that the situation was so steep that life and death were at stake, and they all started to act without hesitation.

That night.

Everyone gathered together again, but their expressions became more and more serious, and there was an unwavering haze between their eyebrows.

After deduction, the power of the Four Eight Demons and Eight Demons can only last until noon tomorrow!

"I didn't expect that in this Nine Domain battle, we will reverse the fate of losing before, and save the shame of our predecessors, but in the end... we will still fail..."

Ye Chen's expression was gloomy and his eyes were red with anger. "The most hateful thing is that he was defeated by his own people!"

The others were also full of resentment.

As Ye Chen said, in this battle between the Nine Realms, with Lin Xun alone, their situation in the ancient wasteland camp had long been reversed and they had the foundation to compete for the final victory.

This should have been an unprecedented feat, an unprecedented event in the ancient wasteland, and can be recorded in history and will be remembered forever!

But now...

This trace of hope that I finally won is about to be shattered!

Who can not hate it?

Who can not be angry?

Thinking back to the beginning, even though countless sages went on one after another, sacrificed their lives and shed their blood, they could only bury their bones here in the end, causing the ancient wasteland to be defeated in the Nine Domain twice in a row.

Over the years, these two great defeats have caused the ancient wilderness cultivation world to decline to the bottom and almost completely lost the qualification to confront other eight domains.

It has always been at the bottom in the Nine Domains. It is regarded as a two-legged sheep by enemies outside the domain. It is arbitrarily humiliated and ravaged, trampled and slaughtered at will, and is no different from livestock!

If the battle between the Nine Realms is defeated again... the huge ancient wasteland is destined to completely perish.

In the years to come, I will be destined to be unable to look up again!

Because, this time there was only one unprecedented "big world", and only one arrival of the Supreme Realm.

After the extreme splendor, if the situation cannot be reversed, it will be destined to wither and decay!

"It's noon tomorrow..."

Someone sighed that tomorrow is the sixth day of the opening of the Feixian Battle Realm, which means that Lin Xun could not return to save him!

"Is there only the word "destruction" left to the end of an ambush, waiting for our ancient wilderness camp?"

Some people look bleak and lose their souls.

"This city was finally rebuilt by Lin Xun. This ancient wasteland camp was also condensed by him alone, and he has the foundation that can fight against other eight-domain camps today."

"If he returns and sees the scene of the city being broken and being stepped onto the ground, he will be very disappointed..."

Someone's voice is bleak.

"Everyone, the situation is not so serious yet!"

Suddenly, Shaohao's voice was like thunder, stirring everyone's ears, his eyes were burning with determination.

"No matter how serious the situation is, even if the formation is broken tomorrow, I, Shaohao, will fight to the death with the enemy!"

Everyone was shocked.

"If it really comes to that time, I will never give in."

Ruowu spoke softly, her expression calm, as if she had seen it all.

"Then let's fight!"

Zhao Jingxuan gritted his teeth.

This city is Lin Xun's hard work. He also wants to see this city stand on the battlefield of the Nine Realms and live forever in the long river of time. How can he give up?

Everyone felt the blood in their bodies was full of passion and blood, and they all agreed resolutely, the city is there, the city is dead!

This night seemed so long.

Under the night, the city of Protecting the Way was attacking like a tide, emitting a dazzling light, rumbling and coming.

The dense magic weapons are roaring, and countless Taoist techniques are pouring out... so vigorous and gorgeous, it is also so heartbreaking!

In the city, countless practitioners had a face of earth, were confused and restless.

They had already heard the news that the city of protecting the way... would not be able to defend it, which made them all feel sad.

On the top of the city, Shaohao and other saints were silent and stared into the distance.

"Aru, if the city is broken tomorrow, you promise me something."

The old clam suddenly sent a message, with an unprecedented seriousness and serious expression, no longer the hippie smile and smugness he used to be.

"What's the matter? Do you want me to leave the city and run away? Then I won't agree!"

Alu also sent a message, looking determined.

Before, when Lao Hu had heard Alu's stubborn words, he had already sprayed him with spitting stars, but this time, Lao Hu just shook his head.

His voice was calm, as if he was talking about a casual little thing: "Promise me that no matter what tomorrow, I will fight a path of blood and let Miss Jingxuan leave alive."

Alu's whole body stiffened, and then he understood what Lao Hu was thinking!

"Brother has done a very good job for us. To put it bluntly, even if this city is broken, everyone will die, and no one can resent you."

Lao Hu said seriously, "But I know that if Miss Jingxuan is dead, he will definitely not be able to withstand this kind of blow!"

"We are brothers and have been working together for so many years. It's time to do something for our elder brother. What do you think?"

Aru murmann, his eyes were red, and he took a long time to take a deep breath and said, "I have known you, a toad for so long. The first time I have discovered that your suggestion is best for my taste."

The old clam rolled his eyes and couldn't help laughing.

Aru grinned, too.

"Can you still laugh?"

Zhao Jingxuan next to him felt something was wrong and couldn't help but glar at these two guys.

The old haw said proudly: "This is called "the mountain collapsed in front of you and your face is not changing. If you don't smile happily now, can you still cry and burst into tears?"

Alu nodded fiercely: "Old Hu is right!"

Everyone couldn't help but smile.

The night faded quickly, dawn broke, and the sixth day of the siege came.

Starting from the early morning, the offensive of the Eight-District Alliance suddenly became unprecedentedly violent, and no longer adopted the "take-by-step" siege method like before.

But the entire army was dispatched!

Obviously, the Eight-District Alliance also realized that the power of the Dao Protecting City formation was on the verge of collapse, so it launched a full-scale attack.

"Kill! Today, you must break through this city and slaughter those two-legged sheep!"

"Hahaha, it's time to end this battle!"

"When the city is broken, I will capture all the women, ravage and kill them one by one, and let out a good vent!"

"Brothers, kill me!"
To be continued...