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Calamity of Tomorrow - Chapter 373

Published at 27th of July 2022 05:42:39 AM


Chapter 373

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Just up and down Xiyue City, when they were busy about the demons.

More than ten kilometers away, hundreds of thousands of demons gathered in the direction.

Five kilometers of shadows suddenly fell.

The clouds were torn and the wind was blowing in all directions.

Huge shadows seemed to block out the sun, enveloping hundreds of thousands of demons in the dark.

Boom!

The earth rolled over, countless vegetation rose into the sky, and huge smoke shrouded the scene.

With the huge demons falling to the ground, those low-level demons roared back. Of course, some were squeezed together, too late to retreat, and were directly crushed into scrap iron by the huge demons.

Roar!

In the earth shaking roar, the great demon above level 6 came.

Countless monks and civilians in Xiyue city saw this scene, and the atmosphere in the whole city became more and more depressed.

Just like the calm before the storm, the air seemed to become dull and blocked.

……

Central city, where the thunder Department of Tianting is located.

Several monks stood in front of the huge palace gate, looking anxiously into the depths of the gate.

"Hasn't Ziyang Zhenjun come yet?"

"When do we have to wait?"

"Hundreds of thousands of demons besieged Xiyue city. Now even level 7 demons have appeared. Without the support of Tianting, Xiyue city will be over!"

Facing several anxious monks, the gatekeepers also looked helpless: "it's useless for you to tell us this. We can't let you in without the permission of Lei Bu Zhenjun."

Another guard said, "it's no use waiting here. If Zhenjun wants to see you, he will inform you."

Just after several monks waited anxiously in front of Lei Bu's gate for more than an hour, a friar serving Lei Bu came out, looked at them and said, "you go, you really know you're making trouble at the door. You're very unhappy. You're going to leave soon."

"We are here to ask for help. How can we make trouble?"

"More than 200 million people in Xiyue city are under the knife of the devil. How can we leave?"

LAN Chengzong, the leader, said, "brother, please also tell Zhenjun about the current situation. Hundreds of thousands of demons besieged Xiyue City, and the great demons came today. Xiyue city is in danger. Once the city is broken, the situation in the whole northwest region will immediately be erosive, and the whole human race is in danger of extinction!"

LAN Chengzong is the representative of Jijian Pavilion in the central city. These days, he has been guarding in front of Lei Bu gate to ask for help from the heaven.

The friar who served Lei Bu gave them a helpless look: "I know your pain, but it's useless for you to tell me. If Zhenjun let you go, you must go. If you don't go, Zhenjun will blame it, and everyone can't afford to suffer."

One of them wanted to shout, but was taken away by his companions. As he left Lei Bu, their faces were all with a trace of humiliation and indignation.

LAN Chengzong looked at them and said, "everyone, the human race is weak and the heaven is powerful, so we can only compromise in the face of the heaven. But compared with the safety of the entire 200 million people in Xiyue City, what is our personal honor or disgrace?"

"Brother LAN is right. Compared with the safety of the Terrans, what is our personal honor or disgrace?"

"Lei Bu can't get through, so let's go to Wanxian island."

"Even if we fight our lives, we must get support for Xiyue city."

……

Xiyue City, in a practice room of Xiyue Taoist school.

A sword reviser in the mingjijian Pavilion, dressed in white, sat on the ground, put their own flying swords on their knees, meditated silently, and concentrated.

This is the sword cultivators in Jijian Pavilion. Today, they began to burn incense and bathe, and then meditate all day and all night.

This is all for the sake of saving spirit. At the moment of the war, 12% of the power erupted to kill the demons, which are specially used to deal with those demons above level 6 on the battlefield

But the instant after such accumulation erupts, once the outbreak is over, they will be weaker than before, and their combat effectiveness on the battlefield will be greatly weakened, which is very dangerous.

It can be said that every sword cultivator here has long forgotten life and death. He is a real Death Squadron and is using human life to build a great demon.

This is a helpless way. Even if we know that the demons can be reborn, human beings have no choice but to fight and sacrifice.

Looking at the rows of disciples in the practice room, Wang shouxuan looked complex in his eyes, looked at the young faces of everyone, and sighed in his heart, "how many people can come back this time?"

He thought of the scenes in the past years, when Jijian Pavilion fought and fought against demons from generation to generation, and countless predecessors, companions, disciples and students sacrificed.

He thought of the battle of Kunlun. After 100000 monks were cut off, they fought against the demons and were destroyed.

He remembered that during the previous desert battle, countless monks fought to the death one after another, allowing hundreds of millions of people to evacuate successfully.

There is also the Europa war earlier... Human beings are retreating day by day, hundreds of thousands of soldiers have died on the battlefield, more than a billion civilians have been slaughtered on a large scale, and countless moving stories have taken place.

"Is this human destiny?"

"Successive generations of sacrifices."

"For hundreds of years, none of us has surrendered. All mankind is united, but now..."

Behind him, Jian Hui didn't know when he came here: "are you going to fight with the demons? I heard that those level 7 and level 8 demons also appeared."

"Why are you here?" Wang shouxuan said in surprise, "haven't you been staying in Wujian building?"

Jianhui: "how can I not come to fight with the demons?"

Wang shouxuan sighed, "it's not your turn here. Go to see the supreme elder. He let you pass."

Like Leiyin temple and Sanqing daozong, Jijian Pavilion also has elders who entered the ninth realm before the distortion of the heavenly way, and then distorted with the distortion of the heavenly way.

After these elders were rescued, they have been fighting to protect mankind.

Now, there is only the last supreme elder left in Jijian Pavilion.

Jianhui: "what does the supreme elder want from me?"

Wang shouxuan thought for a moment and said, "Jianhui, your strength in the fourth realm is very excellent among your peers, but the role you can play in the battlefield is limited. We need you to inherit the swordsmanship of Jijian Pavilion more than stepping on the battlefield. If the city is broken, you will be the kindling we leave."

Jianhui's face changed: "then I'll stay and you go."

Wang shouxuan smiled, "I'm old and have no potential. And your future is very promising." He pressed Jian Hui's shoulder and said slowly, "that's what my master told me many years ago. He stayed in the depths of the desert and died with more than 100000 demons. Now it's my turn to do what he did. You do what I used to do."

Wang shouxuan: "generation after generation, this is our human heritage."

Jian Hui's eyebrows screwed together: "this time... Is it really so dangerous?"

Wang shouxuan: "the demon is more difficult to deal with than before. We must prepare for the worst. It is impossible to retreat. Someone must guard the northwest front, which is the responsibility of our Jijian Pavilion.

But the inheritance can't be broken. When you come back from the elder, go to the people of Donghua city. If the city is broken, you will withdraw from Donghua city with them, and they will take good care of you. "

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