The only way

Chapter 359 Falling Demon City (Fifth Watch)

Three days later, the first batch of Sanqing Daozong disciples headed to Luoyao City, a total of 320 people.

Among them, there are 200 disciples in the Qi training period and 110 disciples in the Foundation building period.

There are ten elders in the Jindan realm, led by Zhenjun Jiemao of Doutian Peak.

Three months later.

The second group of disciples went to Falling Demon City.

This group of disciples included Lingchu's second senior brother Yan Bei, Yu Xiaoxiao, and He Chaoyun.

half year later.

The third group of disciples went to Falling Demon City.

Lingchu, Jiang Hanyan, was in this batch.

In front of the main hall of the inner mountain peak of Daozong of the Three Qing Dynasties.

Lingchu's face was calm, holding Qingkong in his arms, who was already in the middle stage of foundation establishment, standing with Jiang Hanyan, waiting for the elder Yuanying who escorted their group of disciples to Luoyao city.

If they guessed right, this batch is the last batch of disciples going to Falling Demon City.

Because of the beast tide, nearly half of the disciples of Sanqing Daozong have been sent to the front line.

For the sake of the stability of the sect, it is no longer possible to continue to send disciples.

If not, it would be a joke if the sect had no disciples after successfully resisting the beast tide.

The Nascent Soul cultivator leading the team this time is Wan Jianfeng's True Lord Shouguang.

Zhenjun Shouguang is a monk in the early Yuanying period. He is tall and tall, and his brows and eyes are like the edge of a sword behind him, full of sharpness.

This sharp-edged true monarch has a vigorous temperament. Before he came to the main hall, he didn't talk nonsense. He glanced at the disciples gathered here and made sure that everyone was here, so he took out a Boat-shaped instrument.

"set off!"

True Monarch Shouguang snarled, flew onto the flying boat first, and sat cross-legged at the front of the flying boat.

The rest of the disciples didn't dare to delay, and quickly flew onto the flying boat.

Those who go now are all Foundation Establishment disciples.

Qi training disciples are mostly in the first two batches.

Therefore, the flying boat flew directly from the inner mountain, passed the outer mountain, and headed straight to the direction of Shiwan Dashan without the slightest pause.

Along the way, the flying boat traveled at full speed without stopping at any city on the way.

I don't know if it was because of the beast horde that was about to be faced, the disciples on the flying boat were all silent, and few disciples would open their mouths to communicate along the way.

They all remained silent, each found a place to sit down, and then practiced cross-legged.

Lingchu and Jiang Hanyan sat together, and they looked at each other, but didn't say much.

Although the situation of the battle in Falling Demon City was not announced among the sects, various news spread every day.

But more than half a year.

Nearly [-]% of the disciples who went to Falling Demon City had already died, and those who were injured couldn't continue to fight, so the number of those who were sent back to the sect was even more, [-]% of them.

In other words, there are only [-]% of the disciples who are still alive in Falling Demon City.

Seventy percent, seems like a lot, but this is only nine months since the beast tide started.

It's just the third wave of beasts.

It is heard that at this time, no golden core monsters have appeared, and most of the dead are foundation establishment and qi training disciples.

When there is a wave of golden core monsters and beasts in the future, I am afraid that the golden core monks will all suffer casualties.

At that time, for all the sects, it was a traumatic event.

From Sanqing Daozong to Luoyao City, under the control of Nascent Soul cultivator, he flew with all his strength for more than [-] days before arriving in Luoyao City.

When the flying boat reached the sky above the Falling Demon City, there were still several magical artifacts of various colors, carrying countless monks, and fell into the city below.

On the flying boat of Sanqing Daozong.

Lingchu and Jiang Hanyan stood on the edge of the flying boat, looked down along the flying boat, and saw this tall and majestic city, on the wall at this moment, mottled with dried blood.

It was a layer of blood stained by layer after layer of blood.

A soaring evil spirit rushed towards everyone like this.

There was a scorching sun hanging high above the sky tomorrow, but the bright and hot sun seemed to be unable to shine into this huge city.

All the sunlight lost its temperature when it fell into the city.

The flying boat landed on a high platform in the central square of Falling Demon City.

Lingchu followed the disciples of the Sanqing Taoist Sect off the flying boat. Under the high platform, there were monks coming and going. The huge flying boat landed, and the movement was naturally not small.

But no one turned their heads to look over.

It seemed that no one noticed the movement, or rather, no one cared.

Lingchu's heart sank slightly, she had already made psychological preparations, knowing that at this time, Luoyao City, as the first front line against the beast tide, might be in a severe situation.

But it wasn't until I got here in person that I knew what it was like.

Everyone's faces were numb.

Lingchu and his group suddenly felt that their group of people seemed incompatible with Luoyao City.

For a while, the disciples of Sanqing Daozong who got off the flying boat fell silent.

"You wait here, someone will come to take you." Shouguang Zhenjun seemed to have known where he was going, said such a sentence to Lingchu and others, and disappeared directly in place.

This time, the new disciples were a little at a loss.

Fortunately, the person in charge of settling them in Falling Demon City appeared soon.

"Zhang Teng, Jiang Hanyan, Lu Sheng, come with me." The male cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment held a jade slip in his hand, his messy robe was stained with black marks, and he came here anxiously, Shouted.

The disciple of the Sanqing Dao Sect whose name had been read came out of the crowd and followed the monk into the crowd.

Lingchu frowned slightly. She knew the people whose names were called just now, and they were all alchemists.

"Yu Lingchu, Zhao Jiu, Gao Suiyuan, all of the same name, come with me." Another monk, holding a jade slip in his hand, shouted loudly.

Lingchu's clear eyes lighted up slightly, and sure enough, those whose names were read together with him were all array masters.

And this monk called them in front of him, Lingchu also knew him. He had met several times when he was listening to the sermon in front of the Wuya Stone, and he was also a senior brother of Sanqing Daozong.

Slightly relieved.

In such a chaotic place, people I know lead me, and I can't help but feel a little bit at ease.

Lingchu thought, perhaps, in this falling demon city, each has a division of labor.

"Brother, can you tell us about the situation in Falling Demon City?" Obviously, Lingchu is not the only one who recognizes the senior who is leading the way.

Some disciples asked.

The brother who led the way was Jiao Zheng, and he was the first batch of disciples to come here.

Hearing this, he turned his head and glanced at the bewildered juniors and juniors behind him, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, organized the language in his mind a little, and then spoke.

"I see that those who came today are all disciples of our Sanqing Daozong, so they specially took the task of picking up here. You must have guessed that in Luoyao City, everyone has their own. According to the division of labor and responsibilities, in Falling Demon City, there is no longer a single mortal, all of them are monks!"

　I finally made up the debt I owed, and the salted fish is already dead.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)