Chapter 1779 Tricky

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On the long street, the middle-aged man begged, as did the soldiers behind him.

This made Ling Xian smile and confirmed his guess.

His identity is a capable person, and his mission is to help the middle-aged man defend the city. If he succeeds, he will be able to escape from the illusion, and if he fails, he will be doomed.

And this task is not difficult for him at all.

How about thousands of monsters and beasts?

Even with the addition of a woman and others, he couldn't stop him!

Therefore, Ling Xian smiled brightly and agreed very happily.

"Haha, okay, great."

Seeing Ling Xian nodding, the middle-aged man burst out laughing, full of joy.

So did the soldiers behind him.

However, Ling Xian stopped laughing, or in other words couldn't laugh anymore.

Just because, at the moment when he nodded and agreed, his cultivation began to slip, from the early stage of the supernatural realm to the peak of the seventh realm.

If it was just like this, Ling Xian would have some confidence in defending the city. After all, he was not only a member of the seven extreme realms, but also surpassed one extreme realm.

The worst thing is that he is an ordinary cultivator now, and he is blocked whether he is in the extreme realm or beyond the extreme realm.

The current Ling Xian, let alone the monster army, is afraid that even a woman can't beat it!

"Damn it."

Ling Xian is mad, not to mention the fall of his cultivation base, and even the extreme combat power is blocked. How can he defend the city?

"With the help of aliens, we will be able to repel the monsters and overcome the crisis!"

The middle-aged man laughed heartily, but Ling Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly.

If it was before, he could smash thousands of monsters and beasts into pieces with a slap. But at this moment, the two peak seventh realm monsters may kill him.

In this case, what does he use to defend the city?

"The protagonist, it's really not that easy to be."

Ling Xian sighed, helpless.

Guarding the city is the task given to him by the illusion, in other words, it is the only way to escape from the illusion. Even if it is as difficult as reaching the sky, he has to bite the bullet.

Immediately, Ling Xian's expression turned solemn, and said, "City Lord, how many seventh-level monks are there in the city?"

"Ten."

The middle-aged man's eyes were bright, and he was obviously satisfied and proud of this figure.

you sir!

What is there to be proud of!

Ling Xian's head was covered with black lines, and he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

There are more than a thousand monsters in the seventh realm under the city, and it is no exaggeration to say that even if one tenth is dispatched, it is enough to level the city.

"City Lord, are you really kidding me?"

Ling Xian was helpless, and when he thought of ten people against Qian Yao, he wanted to kill him with one head.

Illusory was definitely playing him on purpose, how could ten people defend this city against a thousand demons?

"The aliens are joking, how could I play tricks on you?"

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "There are indeed ten seventh-level monks in this city, and without exception, they are all good hands."

"Good hand?"

Ling Xian's eyes brightened slightly and said, "But it has reached the extreme state?"

"The aliens are joking again, the extreme realm can be easily achieved, but the dog has reached the three extreme realms." The middle-aged man smiled proudly.

"This is indeed something to be proud of, but if I guessed correctly, Ling Lang should not be among the ten." Ling Xian smiled bitterly.

"The dog is only a fourth-level cultivator now, and naturally he is not among the ten." The middle-aged man smiled.

"I knew it would be like this..."

Ling Xian wanted to cry without tears, and was completely helpless.

"Yiren, I wonder if there is a way to retreat from the enemy?" The middle-aged man asked eagerly.

"Don't talk, I'm a little dizzy, let me slow down."

Ling Xian had a headache and really didn't know how to defend the city.

The gap is really too big, one face-to-face, ten seventh-level monks will be crushed into slag, but one thing is certain, there must be a way.

Illusion will never give an impossible task, otherwise, this move is meaningless.

However, Ling Xian could not see hope.

His combat power is locked, and the combat power in the city cannot be counted on.

The only thing they can rely on is the formation and the talisman.

But the world-shattering formations that can turn the world around require divine materials and time, and the army of monsters is already approaching the city, how can he have time to arrange it?

"I know it won't be a desperate situation, but I can't see hope."

Ling Xian sighed softly, not expecting that he would encounter such a difficult problem when he first entered the Nether Continent.

"Looks like we're on opposite sides."

The woman gave Ling Xian a deep look, it was complicated and difficult to understand.

The situation is already very clear, she can only leave the fantasy world if she breaks the city, and breaking the city means Ling Xian's failure.

vice versa.

I have to say, this is a pretty cruel thing, no matter who wins, the other side will sink forever.

Even if Ling Xian and the woman were strangers, they would inevitably feel unbearable.

"Yes, there is no room for change." Ling Xian sighed softly.

"On Huangquan Road, don't blame me."

The woman shook her head and smiled bitterly, as did the three men.

Only the young man showed a slight smile, although it was very light, it was caught by Ling Xian.

"Narrow-minded people."

Ling Xian secretly evaluated that he was too lazy to pay attention to the young man.

He smiled lightly and said, "Are you so sure that you will win?"

"Isn't this an obvious thing?" The woman sighed, feeling that winning for the first time was also a pain.

"Is it obvious..."

Ling Xian murmured, faintly grasping the key, but couldn't think of it for a while.

"Unless you are a powerhouse in the transcendent realm, otherwise, how can you stop the army of monsters?"

"Those are thousands of monsters in the seventh realm. With the power of this city, there is absolutely no possibility of blocking them."

The woman did not ridicule or joke, but just stated a fact.

"indeed."

Ling Xian let out a long sigh, the situation was too severe, and there was no hope in sight.

"I don't want you to die, but I have no choice, please forgive me." The woman gave Ling Xian a deep salute.

"The positions are different, I understand."

Ling Xian waved her hand, she couldn't blame the woman, she could only blame the illusion.

"Anyway, give me some hope."

With a helpless sigh, Ling Xian was going crazy, and he really couldn't think of how to defend this city.

"Tsk tsk, someone is really a prophecy."

"Saying that my identity in the fantasy world is the protagonist, but it turned out to be the protagonist, this is really envious of me."

"I just don't know, can you, the protagonist, be able to turn the tide?"

The young man tsk tsk smiled, making it clear that he was gloating.

"To shut up!"

The woman frowned, and the other three men frowned.

"Hmph." The young man snorted coldly, but because of the woman, he didn't continue to speak sarcastically.

However, looking at Ling Xian's eyes, it was still full of jokes.

"The word narrow-minded really suits you."

Ling Xian glanced at the young man indifferently, not bothering to pay attention to this kind of jumping clown.

Now he just wants to find hope and defend the city, otherwise, he will be trapped in an illusion forever.

"So what? It's better than you, a dead man."

The young man sneered, and when he spoke, his figure faded and he appeared outside the city.

The same is true for women and others.

This means that the war is about to kick off, whether it is life or death, it depends on whether Ling Xian can turn the tide and defend the city.

"Are we going to start..."

Ling Xianxing narrowed her eyes, which was unprecedentedly difficult.

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