Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 375 Palm Dream
Houling City.

A tall black crystal building erupted with colorful spiritual light, continuously supplying it to the human monks on the battlefield.

A large number of people were huddled in the huge defensive barrier. The shadow of death loomed over everyone. Panic continued to engulf their sanity. The cries of young children gradually became fainter and ended in hoarseness.

Yang Yunzhao has gone through many hardships, but he can still see the tiredness in his handsome appearance when he was young. He frowned and said in a low voice: "The attacks of the demons are becoming more and more fierce, and there are still so many people in Lingcheng who have not been sent away. Walk……"

Everyone was silent. Shi Rongpan next to him took over and said: "With the seal of immortality, we want to directly build a large teleportation array to escort the people away. It doesn't work. We can only build as many small-scale teleportations as possible." Array."

But everyone knows very well that with the current situation, no matter how many teleportation arrays are built, they will not be able to support the safe evacuation of all the people.

A large number of people will still die in the flames of war.

If there was no obstruction from the Immortality Seal... Yang Yunzhao shook his head and got rid of this idea in his mind.

The goal of the demons is the seal of immortality. As the gatekeeper, he should protect the seal.

At this moment, the seal shook violently for a moment, and the formation wizards in the army discovered that the obstacles to setting up the teleportation formation were suddenly reduced a lot, and they could connect to the outside world more easily.

Mrs. Sun came from a distance. She had two sons and one daughter. The eldest son, Sun Wuxi, died unexpectedly. The second son, Sun Yinshou, was seriously injured in his early years and his cultivation was damaged. He was stuck in the realm of transformation and there was no possibility of promotion.

The Sun family is now run by this weak woman who lost her husband and son. Yang Yunzhao, Shi Rongpan and other older people have some sympathy for her, and their attitude is particularly kind.

"Nian Ran, you came just in time. You will be responsible for the next batch of people leaving Fangwaitian."

Anyone could hear what Shi Rongpan meant. They wanted Mrs. Sun and other female relatives to leave the battlefield as soon as possible and not come back again.

This was a kind intention. Even Tao Ye didn't say anything. Yan Nianran smiled slightly and said, "Thank you seniors for your love."

"It's just that Nian Ran was born in Fangwaitian, and his elder husbands and sons-in-law all died here. Nian Ran can't abandon everything here and leave. He is willing to fight against the demon invasion with his seniors."

Yan Nianran seemed weak, but her words were unswerving. She blessed her body and said: "Nianran's life is enough. I am ashamed to miss my little daughter Yan. I want to take over the task of escorting the people out of Houling City. Let her do it for me."

Since the death of his grandson, Tao Ye has always had a dead face and has never smiled. At this time, his expression relaxed a little, "Girl Siyan is indeed too young and should not be buried here. Since it is Mrs. Sun's wish , let’s do it.”

"But girl Siyan may not be willing to leave. Mrs. Sun should try to persuade her. Time is running out before the next teleportation array is opened."

Yan Nianran nodded bitterly.

The list of those who left Lingcheng was quickly determined. After Shi Jiangjiang saw his name in the list, he found his grandfather Shi Rongpan in disbelief.

"Grandpa, how can I leave at this time? Qingxu and the others are still fighting the demons on the front line! Please cross out my name."

Shi Jiangjiang's attitude was firm, and his face, as delicate as porcelain, was extremely solemn.

It was impossible for her to abandon her clan husband and former comrades and leave alone at this time.

Shi Rongpan sighed, and the words he spoke were like a knife, peeling off Shi Jiangjiang's flesh and blood, "Jiang Jiang, you no longer have spiritual roots. It is no longer your destiny to protect Fang Waitian. Leaving is Yang Yunzhao and I made the decision unanimously.”

Shi Jiangjiang's face turned pale all of a sudden. From a proud daughter of heaven, she was reduced to a waste with her spiritual roots destroyed. She thought she had accepted it, but now, she realized that she had always cared about this matter.

If it weren't for her losing her spiritual roots, would she be able to live and die together with Yang Qingxu?

Shi Jiangjiang looked at Shi Rongpan, with a hint of unbearability in her eyes, and she whispered: "I'm sorry, grandpa, I can't follow your arrangement and leave Fang Waitian."

After saying that, Shi Jiangjiang resolutely crushed the heart rosary in her palm. After a burst of white light, her figure disappeared from the spot. Shi Rongpan had no time to stop him, he just looked at the rosary beads and powder on the ground and froze for a long time.

This heart rosary was his tenth birthday gift to Jiang Jiang. It can be driven without spiritual power. Unexpectedly, it would play its role at this time.

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When the demon clan's truce horn sounded, Shi Rongpan suddenly came back to his senses, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Why would the demons stop fighting at this time?"

The two old guys, Yang Yunzhao and Tao Ye, were shocked, and they released their spiritual consciousness to detect the movements of the demons.

The demon army made no obvious movements, and the three demon kings Wan Yanbei, Shangyou and Qianyi did not behave abnormally.

At this time, the monk responsible for the investigation at the front came back to report: "The Demon Lord Yuan has left the army for some reason, and the Demon Lord Gusha from Yuecheng has arrived in Houling City."

Yang Yunzhao and Shi Rongpan looked at each other and saw doubts in each other's eyes.

"Is there something unexpected happening in Liuguang City?" Yang Yunzhao suddenly thought of another battlefield and felt a little uneasy. "Let's do this. I will stop Chongyuan, and you guys will stay in Houling City and wait for my news."

Yang Yunzhao had the highest cultivation level, and he was the only one who could intercept Chong Yuan. Shi Rongpan and Tao Ye were silent, watching Yang Yunzhao disappear into the horizon.

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Flowing Light City battlefield.

The Dulu Immortal Sword is as intelligent as a living being, and is entangled with Youxuan. Fu Zhu controls the sword with one hand and repels Aunt Ku.

The sword energy suddenly cut Ku Zhu's skin, and a layer of frost formed in her flesh and blood.

Aunt Ku's face was heavy, and she felt troubled by the girl's tricky swordsmanship.

Rays of silver light flew out one after another, and soon there were 30,000 armored demonic troops on the battlefield.

Lou Jinxiao flew into the air and suppressed the demon army that came out of Wang Ling, and had no time to snatch Wang Ling away.

Youxuan looked at the person beside her, "I would also like to ask Mirage Demon Lord to help me regain the sacred objects of our demon clan. Youxuan will be very grateful."

Mirage smiled lightly and asked: "Princess Youxuan wants to sit on the throne of the Demon King?"

Without waiting for her answer, Mirage Meng said: "It's a pity that I'm not good at fighting, so I can't help Princess Youxuan."

Youxuan: "..."

She took a deep breath and slowed down her voice: "Why are you joking with me, Lord Mirage? Your dream skills are at their peak. All you have to do is pull her into a dream."

Mirage shook her head and looked at the pale-skinned girl who controlled Wang Ling, "She is in a clear state of mind. I can't pull her into a dream."

This mirage demon king stretched out his palm and covered it downwards, and the boundless dream swept over tens of thousands of people on the battlefield.

The two armies that were still fighting a moment ago were immersed in a sweet dream and couldn't extricate themselves. The entire battlefield became quiet, except for the few remaining people who were fighting in full swing.