Outside the city, more than twenty demon cultivators were glaring fiercely, waiting for the signal to attack.
A violent noise ca from the county town, and the waves of magical battles were transmitted.
With the protective array lost, information beca transparent.
"Damn, their plan failed."
Old Devil Fang was slightly surprised.
The original plan to destroy the city defense array from inside and outside, and break into the county town, had now failed.
"The plan remains unchanged."
"Five demon cultivators attack the county town, the remaining cultivators set up a killing array to intercept the Lu Family reinforcents."
Old Devil Fang suddenly cald down, giving orders.
The plan remained unchanged.
...
"Not good."
At this mont, Changyuan Mountain.
The Grand Elder sensed intense magical fluctuations and took out a jade pendant, which had already shattered.
"Sothing happened in Beichen County."
The Grand Elder had already left the cave mansion, instructed the family cultivators to watch the ho, and hurried to Beichen County for rescue.
Beichen County was less than three hundred miles from Changyuan Mountain.
At his speed, it would take less than five minutes to get there.
Swish, swish.
Stepping on a flying sword, like lightning, he headed towards Beichen County.
Swish, swish!
On the way, suddenly a huge black thunderbolt split down from the sky.
The thunderbolt, like a saber, crisscrossed and cut.
The Grand Elder’s figure flickered as he dodged the lightning strike, and his figure involuntarily paused.
But at this mont, the void was subtly changing, and fourteen Foundation Establishnt demon cultivators appeared, each holding an array flag, moving and transforming, standing in different corners, setting up a supre killing array.
It was the Blood Transformation Demon Array.
Woooo!
As the array took shape, strands of black fog and blood-colored evil qi intertwined and perated the space of the array.
Swish, swish!
One by one, black demon thunders struck down, sweeping over everything.
The Grand Elder appeared to hold a cyan longsword, which shook as strands of Geng tal Qi burst forth, incomparably sharp.
The flying sword cleaved out, dissolving the black lightning.
Swish, swish!
The flying sword continuously stabbed, extrely fast, with stability, constantly devouring and refining the black lightning.
Eighteen consecutive lightning strikes were all resolved by the flying sword.
Swish!
At this mont, a demon cultivator entered the killing array, striking down a blood-colored demon saber with blood evil qi filling the space, ghostly cries filling the ears.
The Grand Elder’s left hand produced another flying sword, slashing towards the demon saber.
Clang!
The intense sound of tal clashing, the piercing sound of friction, disappeared.
The Grand Elder’s body flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, exclaiming, "Half-step Purple Mansion."
Old Devil Fang’s expression remained unchanged, with blood light surging in his Blood Transformation Demon Dao, like a flooding sea of blood, continuing to slash at the Grand Elder’s neck.
The Grand Elder held a treasure sword in each hand, one flickering with the power of Geng tal, the other with the power of Li Fire, the dual swords combined, sword shadows flashing repeatedly, alternating between real and unreal, slicing through the sea of blood, even chopping a few blood wounds on Old Devil Fang’s body.
Huff, huff!
The Grand Elder panted slightly, laughing out loud, "Old Devil Fang, you, a half-step Purple Mansion, actually ambushed , don’t you want face? Not only that, you fifteen Foundation Establishnt demon cultivators set up a grand array to besiege at Foundation Establishnt Eighth Layer, do you have no sha?"
"Haha, what’s the use of face? I gave up on face long ago. I, a half-step Purple Mansion, can certainly defeat you, but to kill you is a bit difficult. If you use so trump cards, I might suffer a setback and get killed by you. If you can use ten force to kill the enemy, don’t just use three to show off."
Old Devil Fang sneered, attacking while speaking, with a vicious and decisive hand.
"Your Lu Family is also a millennium-old clan, hurry and use your trump cards, maybe you can kill . If you have no trump cards, I’ll have to kill you first, then destroy the Lu Family!"
Old Devil Fang showed a fierce look.
The other demon cultivators also sneered, looking at this Lu Family Grand Elder like a sheep ready for slaughter.
As if saying, quickly show your trump card!
Quickly use your killing move!
The Grand Elder’s eyes flashed with a hint of despair, there were still so trump cards.
But these trump cards were not enough to break out of the encirclent.
The real trump cards were already exhausted at Purple Sun Mountain.
Fourteen Foundation Establishnt demon cultivators, one half-step Purple Mansion, besieging him at Foundation Establishnt Eighth Layer, really overestimated him.
The Lu Family was about to face a catastrophe.
This disaster is even more dangerous than the previous battle at Purple Sun Mountain.
Atop Purple Sun Mountain, although Old Ancestor Yan Yang was extrely fierce, killing most of the Lu Family cultivators, he was, after all, an orthodox cultivator, and would not harm ordinary people.
These Demon Cultivators, however, have no such qualms. After killing all the Lu Family cultivators, they will also target the Lu Family’s ordinary people, blood-sacrificing hundreds of thousands of innocents, refining them into demon soldiers to enhance their demonic technique.
"I must fight!"
The Grand Elder carried an air of determination.
Killing one is worth it, killing two is a profit.
A purple thunder ball appeared in his palm, he activated a spell to draw on the power of Geng tal within, exploding it towards Old Demon Fang with a loud bang.
Boom boom boom!
The aura of destruction from the Geng tal Divine Thunder swept over everything.
"I was waiting for your trump card."
Old Demon Fang grinned fiercely as a jade talisman shattered in his hand, instantaneously fleeing five miles away, evading the destructive force of the thunder ball.
The Geng tal Divine Thunder tore through the Blood Transformation Demon Array, injuring all fourteen Demon Cultivators, causing them to vomit blood.
But it was only vomiting blood, skirmishes like these inevitably result in injuries, and they could still continue to fight.
"Old fool, die now."
At that mont, Old Demon Fang sneered, the Blood Transformation Divine Saber slashing down, wanting to blood-sacrifice the Grand Elder for the Demon Saber.
The grade of the Demon Saber would undoubtedly increase significantly.
...
At Beichen County, the array began to operate.
Waves of water flowed continuously, enveloping the entire county.
Outside the county, six Demon Cultivators appeared, each unleashing deadly techniques, attacking the county.
A blood-colored Demon Saber cleaved down, as if to split heaven and earth.
Black Demon Fire crisscrossed the night sky, burning everything.
A blood-colored flag swept across, a sea of blood filling the sky.
Blood swords crisscrossed, murderous intent soaring to the heavens.
Blood-colored skulls roared, emitting shrill howls.
The White Bone Demon God stood erect, its fists pounding the city walls.
Boom boom boom!
The city walls swayed, the city defense array nearly shattering.
Lu Xuanji watched this scene, a trace of despair flashing in his eyes.
The enemy is very powerful.
Much stronger than imagined.
Under such an assault, the city defense array cannot hold for long before it shatters.
"Xiaoxue, if the city defense array breaks, do not linger in battle. I will hold them off, and you must try to escape!"
Lu Xuanji said with so wistfulness.
"Brother, we live and die together."
Ye Feixue said firmly.
"Foolish, such foolishness." Lu Xuanji said, "Legends tell of Immortals who can reverse life and death, resurrecting the dead from the endless void. If I die, you must not die too. I am hoping you will beco an Immortal and revive ."
"Brother!"
Ye Feixue said, tears streaming down.
These are words of comfort, how could they be taken seriously.
At that mont, another round of attacks descended, the array was struck and teetering.
It can withstand at most ten more minutes before the array breaks.
By then, all one hundred thousand civilians in the city will beco blood food for the Demon Cultivators.
"Brother won’t let that happen, the Grand Elder will co to our aid montarily. As long as the Grand Elder arrives, he can easily slay the Demon Cultivators and save us." Ye Feixue said firmly.
"I hope the Grand Elder won’t co."
Lu Xuanji said, "Since the Demon Cultivators have made a move, they will surely gather nurous cultivators, at least twenty or more. It would be better if the Grand Elder doesn’t co; if he does, he will also fall here, dying a senseless death."
"If the Grand Elder doesn’t co and instead stays guarded at Changyuan Mountain, can the Lu Family be saved?"
Ye Feixue asked, sowhat eagerly looking forward to it.
"No." Lu Xuanji spoke, "With over twenty Demon Cultivators attacking, even if we hold Changyuan Mountain, it cannot last long. Demon Cultivators do nothing until they do sothing, and when they do, it’s a thunder strike, not giving the Lu Family any chance of survival."
Boom boom boom.
At that mont, the array was shaking.
Crack!
The array developed a crack, the array patterns on the city walls fracturing.
The array opened a breach.
Kill!
Six Demon Cultivators sneered, bursting into the county.
The feast is laid out, they can enjoy the feast to their heart’s content.
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