Fantasy World Card Longevity

Chapter 72 Lingwu County
The next day, early in the morning.

The sky was still dark, and the dense fog formed by the gathering of demonic energy grew stronger and stronger. The sunlight was blocked by the fog, and it was impossible to shine on the earth at all.

However, a little darkness is nothing to monks, even in the dark night, their vision will not be greatly affected.

The only thing that is a little worrying is that the demonic energy is constantly corroding the land, and a large amount of spiritual energy has been polluted and can no longer be extracted and used by monks. Now, if you want to recover your mana and practice, you can only rely on what you prepared during the expedition. Lingshi.

Fortunately, a lot of spirit stones were prepared during the expedition, and [-] spirit stones were enough for these monks to use for half a year.Before these spirit stones are used up, there is no need to worry about not being able to replenish the spirit power.

Moreover, Zhong Ci estimates that Lingwu County should also have a lot of spirit stone reserves. Now that there are many wars, many people must have died in Lingwu County. entry.

There is no need to be careful about the Lingshi issue for the time being.

The monks in the town, summoned by their guardian envoys, have already woken up from their practice. After packing their bags, the team is ready to set off.

Zhong Ci rode on the horse, surrounded by monks around him in the center of the whole team, and protected him perfectly.

Ever since he experienced the Battle of the Red Leaf Tree, he realized that as he got closer to the center of the demon tide, the erosion of the demonic energy became more serious here, and some strange monsters also began to appear, and the strength of the monsters became stronger and stronger.

If one is careless, Zhong Ci can't guarantee that he will survive.

A large number of monks were scattered, and they were investigating on the periphery of the team.

They acted as early warning and buffer, and encountered some monsters from time to time, and like the red leaf tree before, there were many monsters mutated from plants.

After killing and injuring some monks, which served as an early warning, Zhong Ci would also take action to kill the monsters after confirming that the monsters' strength was within his range.

No matter when, he will never forget the biggest purpose of this expedition, which is to gain cultivation value.

The role played by these dead Taiyin monks is enormous.

Under their sacrifices, the team arrived at Lingwu County without any danger along the way.

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Outside Lingwu County.

The strong demon energy is almost turned into substance, darkness is the main theme here, all kinds of strange monsters walk in the darkness, and from time to time they look greedily at the county town that exudes a faint aura.

This is Lingwu County, the only living place and only hope in the entire Lingwu County.

A large number of monsters are attracted by the breath of life here, and gather here from all directions like moths to a flame.

The gathering of a large number of monsters caused a change in the magic energy.

Countless devilish energy emanating from the monster's body gathered in one place, gradually forming a magic fog, and then transformed from the magic fog into the present dark sky.

The dark sky cuts off all light, and even the most dazzling sun cannot pierce this dark world.

The darkness is like deep despair, bringing endless suffering to the only remaining life on this land.

within the county.

Zhou Yunyou stood on the tower, looking into the distance.

The darkness has swallowed everything he can see, the earth has fallen into a deep sleep, and the only thing that still persists in emitting light is the city under his feet.

It's just that the light emitted in the city is getting weaker and weaker, like an old man in his dying years, his life is gradually coming to an end.

More and more despair began to appear in the hearts of everyone in the city.

However, as the lord of Qinglan Palace, the most powerful man in this land, Zhou Yunyou, the one who entrusted the hope of all survivors, at the moment when everyone would give up, he couldn't give up either.

Because if he gives up, there will really be no hope.

In the darkness in the distance, two spots of red blood light gradually became clear. A demon transformed from a monk was tempted by the strong breath of life in the city, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. With a roar, he rushed towards the direction of the city. Come.

Driven by it, three more monsters ran out from the darkness, rushing towards the city wall without fear of death.

Zhou Yunyou didn't move at all, and looked at the four monsters calmly, not worried about their actions.

It's just a few of the most low-level monsters, not even the strength of the mid-stage Qi refining, and the monks guarding the city wall can finish them without him.

Withdrawing his gaze, Zhou Yunyou took a deep breath, closed his eyes, opened them again after a while, turned his head and asked a monk beside him.

"Is there no news from Yuan Cheng?"

The monk replied: "No, since Elder Yuan went to the county to ask for help, there has been no news from him."

"Well, the demon tide erupted in the county city before our side. There are more monsters and stronger power over there. It's normal that we don't have the energy to rescue us. It seems that there is no hope over there." Zhou Yunyou clicked. He nodded, and then asked again: "What about Elder Gongsun? I remember that he sent back news a few days ago that Yangshan County in the south has agreed to our rescue request, and has mobilized monks, and will be able to send troops soon .”

There was a light in Zhou Yunyou's eyes, it was something called hope.

As long as there are reinforcements, then Lingwu County still has the hope of persevering. They are not fighting alone, and the outsiders have not given up on them. As long as they persevere, there is always hope to repel the demon tide and restore their homeland.

The rescue team from Yangshan County has become the only support in Zhou Yunyou's heart.

The monk next to him continued to answer: "Ever since the message from Elder Gongsun came from Yangshan County five days ago, there has been no news since then. However, on the way from Yangshan County to Lingwu County, all the people along the way were blocked. Monsters are entrenched and there are many crises, so it is normal for the messenger to be unable to deliver the news."

"It's true, there are still too many monsters on the road, isn't it the same for us, blocked by monsters outside, can't even get out of the county?" Zhou Yunyou was worried. "I hope they have a safe journey and can arrive here soon. We can't last too long."

Yes.

Lingwu County can't last long.

Since being attacked by the demon tide a few days ago, more than half of the monks in Lingwu County have been killed or injured. In the end, only less than [-] monks fled to the county seat, and then they were organized by Qinglan Palace and trapped on the spot.

After several days of fighting.

The monsters outside the city have launched several attacks in a row, and a large number of monsters are like a tide, attacking the county without fear of death.

After several bloody battles and at the expense of the lives of more than two hundred monks, they managed to hold their ground and repel the monsters.

However, the real despair has just arrived.

(End of this chapter)