The earth refers to the city. A layer of white light from the belly of the fish appears in the east, pouring down in front of the city wall. Below are dense corpses, blood gathers together, dyeing the surface of the moat red.

Within the crumbling city wall, there was a silence like deadness. The sky above the city was covered with death energy, and countless ghosts floated away. After the attack of the Di Guoying Cavalry, the Dizhi City was already a dead city.

In the distance, bursts of sounds of breaking through the air came, and hundreds of dazzling streams of light suddenly came, rolling up snowflakes that had not yet frozen on the ground, and Xiao Sha's coldness swept across the entire city.

In Dizhi City, Lu Yifeng and others seemed to have sensed it, and immediately removed the formation. Surrounded by several hundred remaining soldiers, together with Gu Kan Kun and Shan Yuefeng, they came to the city gate.

Snowflakes were flying and the cold wind blew. When they first arrived in front of the city gate, dazzling lights appeared in front of them, and five or six hundred monks came with swords.

Currently, he is a young man with a national face. He is as tall as an iron tower and his majestic momentum is pressing down like a mountain. This person is Lei Wanshan, the great elder of Wujimen.

Although Lei Wanshan had already received the news, when he saw the tragic situation in Dizhicheng, he looked a little bad. He immediately led the hall masters with an equally ugly face and five hundred foundation-building disciples to break through the air.

"Greetings to the Great Elder!"

Shan Yuefeng and Lu Youfu looked at each other and led Gu Kankun forward to greet him. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief at this time. Elder Lei and his sect reinforcements finally arrived. This time, the Dizhicheng was expected to be maintained, and the heavy responsibility on their shoulders could finally be removed.

"How about the casualties in the city?"

Lei Wanshan frowned, his face solemnly as if water was about to drip out of it.

"Elder Lei, the disciples of the Artifact Temple suffered heavy casualties. After this battle, there are not many disciples who can refine magic weapons."

Shan Yuefeng's voice was full of hatred. The sudden attack of the Three Thousand Eagle Cavalry caused more than half of the disciples in the Qitang to be killed or injured. He was really sad and didn't know how to explain to the sect?

Lei Wanshan's face is also bad. There are four auxiliary professions in the cultivation world, and the development of the instrument hall is also a strategic need. Over the years, many efforts have been put into training. Every disciple of the instrument hall is hard-won, and he did not expect that most of them will be lost here.

"The disciples of the Formation Hall were also quite injured. There were not many disciples who could arrange the formation at this time."

Lu Yifeng's face was a little pale, and he had not recovered his vitality until then.

"The 30,000 elite soldiers in the Dizhi City are now less than 500, and they have no power to fight again."

Gu Kankun's expression was deeply sad. Although these 30,000 elite soldiers were not trained by him personally, he personally inspected them in the early stages of the establishment. Some young faces in it still had a vague impression. He did not expect that the army would be almost destroyed, so he could explain to the families of the deceased.

Lei Wanshan's face was as gloomy as water. At this time, he really didn't know what to say. He just waved his hand silently and ordered his disciples to start cleaning the battlefield, wash away the dry blood, and clean up the corpses inside and outside the city wall.

However, in the battle of Dizhicheng, there were almost 30,000 or 40,000 casualties, and the bodies were piled up like mountains. Even if they were cleaned up, it would take a certain amount of time.

At this moment, the sound of cranes came from the sky, and hundreds of monks in white clothes, with snow, broke out from the clouds. Except for the four leading monks with powerful auras, the rest were all riding cranes, with hundreds of spiritual cranes. Although the grade was not high, it also showed that the foundation of this sect was profound.

It is the monks of the Ascension Sect. The four leading ones are Dongmu Zhenjun, Nanhuo Zhenjun, Xuri Zhenjun, and Jingmu Zhenjun.

Behind them were five hundred foundation-building disciples, looking down from afar, looking down at the mountainous corpses in Dizhicheng, and their expressions changed drastically.

Zhenjun Dongmu immediately accelerated his speed and broke through the air and landed in front of the city gate. Looking at Lei Wanshan in front of the city gate, he said in a heavy tone: "Elder Lei, can Di State have launched a surprise attack."

Lei Wanshan nodded slightly with a heavy expression. Although he remained silent, the anger that flashed out in his eyes could see even a fool.

"As soon as I received the news from Elder Gu, I summoned my disciples to arrive with all my strength, but I didn't expect that it would be one step late."

Zhenjun Dongmu sighed softly, with a little sadness in his eyebrows. If the Ascension Sect had come to the Immortal Sect a day earlier, the tens of thousands of heroic souls in Dizhicheng would not have been like this.

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar came from the horizon: "What? The abominable demon cultivator of Di Kingdom, but as long as the land marks the city is still there, Wanshengmen will swear to guard the death and live and die together with the city."

As the sound fell, war horses neighed from the sky, and chariots rushed through the sky, rolling in the clouds, and the fierce aura of killing came out of the air.

On the leading chariot, it seemed like red gold was cast, with ancient and mysterious totems carved around it, and a war drum in red painted rhinoceros leather was placed on it. The blood-colored battle flag was floating on both sides, with the words "Wanshengmen" floating on it.

It was the left leader of Wansheng Sect, Zhenjun Qingtian, who was surrounded by the six generals and five hundred foundation-building disciples, who drove a chariot to break through the air. Tongsheng Immortal Sect was actually one in front and one behind, and the two major Jindan sects seemed to have arrived at each other.

Wanshengmen came hurriedly along the way, but he didn't expect that this local war had already experienced a death battle. Looking at the corpses piled up in the corners of the city walls and the moat frozen into blood-colored ice, his expression was not good.

Zhenjun Qingtian jumped out of the chariot, stood in Lei Wanshan, and Dongmu Zhenjun clasped his fists and said, "Elder Lei, Master Dongmu, since Di State has already raided the city, I think the army is not far away, but we must guard against it!"

"What Tianshuai said is extremely true!"

Dongmu Zhenjun also said in a voice: "This vanguard of the raid in the city is only thousands of Eagle Cavalry. Even so, it is almost easy to defend the city. It is said that the army of Di State has a total of 200,000, which is probably not something we can resist."

What the two sects thought of, Lei Wanshan also thought of it, nodded and said, "The two sects are very wise. When they heard the message from Junior Sister Gu, they led their disciples to come. This elder represents the Wuji Sect, and is really grateful. As for how to deal with the army of Di State? Let's discuss it carefully when we enter the city."

"It's not necessary to thank you. Di State wants to get involved in Ningzhou. Everyone has the responsibility of the monks of Zheng State. They should do their best."

The two true lords, Dongmu and Qingtian, waved their hands repeatedly, but greeted the disciples of the sect, and walked into the city gate one after another to find a place to settle down.

At this time, under the command of Lei Wanshan, the disciples of Wuji Sect cleaned the station, cleaned up the bloodstains in the city, carried the corpses twenty miles away from the city wall, and lit them all for cremation. Leaving the corpses is not only easy to cause plague, but also very likely to be used by demon monks. It is rumored that the Killing Bone Peak of the Ten Veins of the Heavenly Demons were excavated everywhere and a skeleton army was formed.

Therefore, all the soldiers who died in the Great Qin State had to be cremated, but tens of thousands of corpses, including the Eagle Cavalry of Di State, rose into the sky and shone out for half a day. The rolling black smoke covered the sky like black clouds, and it was not extinguished for several hours.
Chapter completed!