Chapter 382 Return Your Sword

A speeding car cut through the sky and fell into Xishan City.

The speeding car opened, and a monk from Central City stepped down. They looked at Xiyue City with dignified and excited expressions on their faces.

Wang Shouxuan went up to meet them, looked at them and said, "Everyone, welcome home."

Lan Chengzong, who took the lead, walked towards Wang Shouxuan, opened his arms, and embraced Wang Shouxuan.

Wang Shouxuan slapped the opponent's back vigorously, and said excitedly, "Why do you want to come back?"

Lan Chengzong: "How can I hide behind when Xiyue City is dying? Don't worry, I have handed over all the work of the Central City to Xiao Song. He has done a good job."

Wang Shouxuan sighed: "Is there still no news from the Heavenly Court?"

Lan Chengzong shook his head: "Who knows what those fairy gods are thinking? It is the best strategy to fight against the demons together with us, alas, we should rely on ourselves."

Lan Chengzong: "This group is the last group of monks who came from Central City to support Xiyue City. Including the monks who came before, there are a total of 3,000 people. There should be no one who will come again. Don't blame They all have difficulties. And at this time, they stay in the central city, which can be regarded as a way out for us."

Wang Shouxuan smiled: "Of course I don't blame them."

In Xishan City, although more and more monks came, the pressure in the city did not ease.

Because just over ten kilometers away at the place where the demons gather, the number of demons is also increasing.

Almost every day, there are new Omen troops gathering outside the city, accompanied by daily bombing, spreading rumors, constantly increasing the pressure on the city

...

In the underground space of Xishan City, several ordinary civilians walked in it.

A man who took the lead said: "This time the demons are not joking. There are so many demons, and there is no help from the gods. You can't just rely on those monks."

A young man said: "Uncle Shui, Uncle Long Gen said that those monks have already turned to the Heavenly Demon, and they will send us all to the Heavenly Demon. They can still enjoy happiness in Xishan City."

Uncle Shui's face was ugly: "Longgen's group of greedy people who are afraid of death, it's okay if they can't help, and they're just dragging their feet. Don't believe what they say. People in other cities don't know how many people die in Jijian Pavilion every year. We Don’t the people in Xishan City know about it?”

"The people in Jijiange will surrender to the demon? I don't believe it."

The young man said: "Then how can we help them? We don't know Taoism or martial arts."

Uncle Shui said, "Pray."

Then he saw that Uncle Shui had brought everyone to a small underground space. More than a dozen men and women were kneeling on the ground, praying for something. In front of them, a small portrait Sitting upright on a high platform.

The young man was surprised: "Uncle Shui, what is this?" He looked at the kneeling men and women, and found that they were all neighbors.

Uncle Shui said devoutly: "Don't you often wonder what we did when we sneaked out together? We came here to pray together."

Uncle Shui pulled the young man down and knelt down together. At first, the young man thought it was weird, and his heart was full of tension and uneasiness. After being pulled down by Uncle Shui, he wanted to leave.

But listening to the prayers around him, his mind gradually calmed down, and after a while, he naturally merged into the prayer, with a pious expression on his face.

Uncle Shui looked at the head of the statue, where a sparrow was sitting there: "Master Enlightened One, is it okay to bring people here like this?"

Sparrow said: "It doesn't matter, Xishan City has reached the moment of life and death, exposing our network is nothing compared to the safety of the whole city."

At this moment, countless large and small prayer rooms in Xishan City are filled with civilians.

Accompanied by their prayers, the invisible power of wishes seemed to turn into a big net, covering the entire ground of Xishan City.

This is the wish power network jointly established by Ji Jiange and Leiyin Temple. Using the wish power accumulated over the years as energy, it can activate the Great Compassion Embryo Barrier that covers the entire Xiyue City, and cooperate with the sword array of Ji Jiange to form a double defense .

Sensing the situation of the formation, the Zen master of Leiyin Temple couldn't help but said to Qingyangzi who was on the side in surprise: "It's really the barrier of the Great Compassion Embryo Zang. How could the Fantian Sect know the formation of our Leiyin Temple?"

Qingyangzi shook his head: "Now is not the time to pursue these matters. As long as it can help, it doesn't matter if it is Fantian Sect." For such a large-scale formation, either they have mastered some kind of unknown ability, or the Fantian Sect has already mixed up with Jijian Pavilion. '

...

In the forbidden zone of the demon, Qian Wangsun, Lin Muqing, Xue Bao, Qingcao, Qin Tian, ​​Song Zhen, Liu Ruonan and others were locked in a glass house.

Several people looked a little ugly and nervous.

They were not only worried about their own safety, but also worried about the safety of Xishan City.

Song Zhen kept flashing the images of Wu Yanzu and the mosaic Zhou Bai in Song Zhen's mind, and every time he thought of the mosaic body under the skin of that man, he felt sick.

On the other side, Qian Wangsun was thinking about Zhou Bai's situation: 'I don't know what happened to him? '

Suddenly, Qian Wangsun hugged his head, and Lin Muqing who was beside him worriedly asked, "Are you alright?"

Qingcao also came up to help Qian Wangsun check: "Your blood pressure is a bit high and your heartbeat is tachycardic. It may be caused by the serious pollution here. You need to inject the rune vaccine again..."

Qian Wangsun waved his hand: "I'm fine." Suddenly he raised his head, looked in the direction of the door outside, and thought in his heart: 'Here we come. '

Six seconds later, Zhou Bai and Xuan Nu walked in together, which immediately caused a commotion among the crowd.

Looking at the glaring people, Zhou Bai said, "I'm here to let you out. For the sake of our previous friendship, I'll let you go this time. If we meet again in the future, we will be enemies."

Everyone listened to Zhou Bai's words in surprise and anger, and Song Zhen stood up excitedly: "You bastard! You are a traitor! Are you worthy of your classmates, your teachers, and your friends?!"

Zhou Bai frowned, but Xuannv snorted coldly: "Zhou Bai is a mutant, it's normal for him to kill you all, why is it raped? When did you humans admit that we are humans? ?”

Song Zhen glared at Xuannv angrily when he heard the words.

The snake tail on Xuannv's lower body swayed slightly, and her cold eyes swept over Song Zhen's body: "Shut up if you understand, and get out of my house. We will meet again next time, but I won't let you off so easily. .”

Song Zhen wanted to say something, but was held down by Qin Tian, ​​who stopped her from continuing.

A row of heavenly demons came up and began to escort the monks out of the cell.

Just as Qian Wangsun walked in front of Zhou Bai, the Zizai Gengjin Feijian suddenly came out of its sheath, and Zhou Bai said, "Qian Wangsun, I will return this sword to you."

Qian Wangsun was slightly taken aback, and then saw Zhou Bai stepping out, and the flying sword had already stabbed towards his chest.

The others wanted to stop them, but they saw Xuannv smiling slightly. They had already yelled and sat down on the ground, suppressing the restlessness in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Amid Xuannv's gratified smile, Zhou Bai's flying sword had pierced through Qian Wangsun's chest, bringing up a large amount of blood.