Chapter 162： Tsundere's Magic Gate

Seeing Tianjiao of the hostile country being pursued by a large group of Nascent Souls, everyone in the Demon Sect was naturally a little gloat.

At this moment, their hearts are proud.

Even if the Twelfth City is low-lying, easy to attack and difficult to defend, it was destroyed before the big formation and has not been completely repaired, and they are still mixed there.

When the demon race rushed into the city for the first time, the sect master of the fantasy part directly made twenty Yuan Ying phantoms on the wall, and scared a group of demon race Yuan Ying away.

As for those monster beasts, they were all poisoned to death by the sect master of the poison and sent to the corpse refining department chief.

Therefore, not many monsters came to attack the city this time, and they were able to free up support.

But the pride and gloating are over, and the question is coming. Can this person be saved?

...

"Whether you can save it or not, I won't save it anyway." Yuan Qingtian turned his head away, looking depressed.

After hearing this, everyone looked at him with contempt, and their hearts were on your ass!

There is a group of Yao Clan Nascent Souls there, you can't get in the small knot pill if you want to save it!

"Or... don't save it, but I met a group of Yao Clan Nascent Soul, there is no reason not to do it."

The sect master of the fantasy part flashed his eyes and said.

"Indeed, these five Nascent Souls are all meritorious deeds. It is estimated that they have gained a lot from killing them. As for the Saint Child of Yunzong that day, we didn't see it at all." The head of the poison department was dressed in a black robe and his figure was a little hoarse.

"It makes sense, let's do it, hehehehe!" The cloth strip on the head of the demon department shook, and the powerful cultivation base of the late Yuan Ying broke out, and he rushed towards the five monsters Yuan Ying without saying anything. past.

Several other Nascent Souls followed one after another, and soon became a battle with those few Monster Race Nascent Souls.

If the Nascent Soul monk of the Demon Sect can exert a little fighting power in battle alone, the fighting power of two people will definitely exceed two points.

Because the cooperation between them is too strong, the complementarity between the various abilities is far beyond the comparison of the Qi training monks who practice the same technique.

So in an instant, the five Yuan Ying Yaoxiu fell into a disadvantage.

"retreat!"

The headed Yuanying Late Stage Demon Xiu had an ugly face, snorted and turned and ran, only then did he realize that his companion had already ran ahead of him!

"Fuck!"

Swearing angrily, that Yuan Ying later demon repair flew directly into the miasma.

A crowd of demonic soul infants followed closely behind.

Seeing this scene, Chen Chen felt a little moved, and said loudly, "Thank you for your help from the demon predecessors!"

However, a group of Momen Nascent Souls were so cold that no one returned him.

After waiting for a while, a disdainful grunt came from a distance.

"Huh! Thank you, as if we were to save you, tell you, when you return to Dajin, I will meet you and I will definitely kill you!"

Chen Chen's face was black.

Come on, this magic door person is quite arrogant!

A group of Nascent Souls in the Demon Gate chased them, and a group of Golden Core cultivators were still there. They all looked at Chen Chen, especially Yuan Qingtian, and seemed to want to curse that sentence.

Chen Chen flew away quickly, not giving him a chance to scold him.

Seeing Chen Chen's amazing speed, Yuan Qingtian felt sad.

This Chen Chen is too strong, and he feels that after stepping into the pill, instead of catching up, he is behind even more.

This reminded him of the dead brother again. If the brother is there, take him a few more times and steal a few things, maybe he can catch up with Chen Shen.

At this thought, his eyes became moist again.

...

When Chen Chen returned to the Fifteenth City, the Yaozu had been defeated.

Obviously, the special rescue team had already arrived, and at this time, the elder Yuan Ying headed by the fifteenth city was grateful to Xiao Wuyou.

"Friends, if your Dajin cultivator hadn't arrived in time this time, our casualties would have been even more serious. We Dazheng cultivator will remember this sentiment!"

Xiao Wuyou blushed at this old face and waved his hands again and again.

"Friends, you have come so many people, is the Sixteenth City sick?" the old man asked worriedly.

Xiao Wuyou was about to answer truthfully, and Chen Chen hurried over with a sad expression on his face.

"Master...I just went back. Although my Sixteenth City defended the attack of the eight Yuan Ying, many Jindan cultivators died and injured..."

"Huh?" Xiao Wuyou's expression was astonished. Which one is this?

He hasn't figured it out yet, the old Nascent Soul next to him is already very moved.

This Dajin cultivator is too real, his city is in danger, and he has come to support them, which has even lost a lot of manpower.

If they didn't express it extraly, it would be unreasonable. Thinking of this, he took out a storage or forced it to Xiao Wuyou.

"Fellow Daoist, don't refuse! Otherwise, Brother Dazheng will have no face to go out to meet people!"

"This is fine too?"

Xiao Wuyou was speechless in his heart, so he could only put away the storage, and he had nothing to say about the apprentice Chen Chen.

Seeing that Xiao Wuyou took the storage ring, the old Nascent Soul finally settled down a bit, but after seeing the broken array, his expression became melancholy again.

This big burst is broken, and it is not easy to repair it in a short time, and the more important thing is to deduct merit...

Just as he was feeling melancholy, Chen Chensai gave him a communication token.

"This senior, if you have any difficulties next time, just use the communication token to inform us. We are all neighbors. If you look up and see you, you should help each other."

The old man looked at the communication token with a look of surprise on his face. Is this Dajin monk so enthusiastic?

But why is this embarrassing?

To be honest, the period during which the Great Array was repaired was indeed the most dangerous time for the Fifteenth City, and they experienced this battle, their strength was weakened a lot, maybe they really need help in the future.

"Senior, we can be regarded as keeping watch and helping each other. If my Sixteenth City encounters difficulties, we will also ask you for help!

Senior, please rest assured, if there is such a day, my Sixteenth City will never let Brother Dazheng run for nothing, and I will give you a satisfactory reward to Brother Dazheng! "

Chen Chen's righteous words, you must not be polite with me.

The old man in the fifteenth city hurriedly said: "The same is true for us!"

Xiao Wuyou on the side has been completely convinced His disciple is really personal, and he said that the support fee is so tactfully and ingeniously, it is the first time to see him!

Difficulties in the Sixteenth City?

Thinking about the massive formation and fifty ling cannons, Xiao Wuyou dispelled this idea.

I am afraid that only the Sixteenth City will support the Fifteenth City in this life.

...

On the way back, Xiao Wuyou kept reflecting on whether he had been fooled silently by this disciple.

Chen Chen crackled the abacus in his heart.

In the future, once the monsters strike, their Sixteenth City will probably still have nothing to do, so paid support for this business must be promoted. After all, the Fifteenth City cannot ask for help every time.

Only when there are more clients can the Dajin monks have something to do every time.

There are only two special rescue teams. Once a battle begins, the hundred cities on the second line of defense need to be supported, but they go to support the most difficult cities.

So they set a bottom line, that is, only when the big formation is broken.

But once the big battle is broken, it means to reduce merit.

It is precisely because of this that when some cities are in crisis, they would rather use human lives to fill them, but also defend the big formation.

In this case, do they need support? That is definitely not.

Normal people will choose the latter for dead people and resources, but they have no chance to choose.

But it might be there in the future, Chen Chen's eyes flickered.

"Although I don't expect to earn back all the spiritual stones I paid, I can at least get my blood back."

Chen Chen made up his mind and waited until tomorrow to talk to the lord of each city.

Seeing the light in Chen Chen's eyes, Xiao Wuyou subconsciously moved farther away for some reason.

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