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The banshee was like a drowning person, clinging tightly to Xiao Muxue, sobbing loudly to vent the grief in her heart.

Crying until the end, she had no strength left, and she fell limply in Xiao Muxue's arms.

Seeing that the woman's emotions gradually calmed down, Xiao Muxue let her go slightly and said softly: "If you want to avenge your daughter, then you have to live. Only when you are alive can you kill those beasts, do you understand?"

The woman nodded, her tearful eyes full of grief and anger, and said apologetically: "Phoenix God, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Okay, stop crying, pick up your weapon and avenge your daughter." Xiao Muxue was gentle, but her eyes were firm.

Listening to Xiao Muxue's words, the others held back their tears and shouted: "Pick up your weapons and kill!"

"kill--"

The demon clan formed an array, under the unified command and control of Ji Changlin.

First, the rough-skinned and thick-skinned tortoise-shell tribesmen stepped forward to withstand the attack, and each tortoise-shell tribesman had a snake tribe member wrapped around his feet. They were responsible for resisting poisoning for the turtle-shell tribesmen, and at the same time, they could also protect the winged bats when they approached the city. A fatal blow to the clansman.

Then came the aggressive monster tribes such as the Crazy Lion Tribe and the Tiger Tribe, and finally came the Rabbit Tribe and the Zerg Tribe, which were good at long-range attacks.

The Bird Tribe, a tribe that can fly, is responsible for the aerial attack.

The siege went very smoothly, and the army captured the city gate with minimal casualties.

Everyone thought victory was in sight, but the moment the city gate opened, everyone fell into despair and panic again.

Inside the city gate, monsters as far as the eye could see were neatly arranged. The moment the city gate opened, the monsters' closed eyes opened and they rushed toward the outside of the city gate ferociously.

Demonic cultivators have disappeared in Xuanyao Continent for many years, and monsters have become legendary existences.

Everyone has only heard of monsters, but they have never truly seen the horror of monsters.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

If Xiao Muxue and Lan Xuanze hadn't arrived in time and killed the first wave of monster attacks, the soldiers at the forefront would have been bitten to pieces by the monsters.

But Xiao Muxue was able to save them once, but it was impossible to save them all the time. Someone would always die on the battlefield.

This is the cruelty of war.

"Kuang Kuang, is that you? Kuang Kuang? Ah! Kuang Kuang, it's my mother!"

"Don't come over, don't come over, I don't want to kill you, don't come over..."

"He is not your son. He is already dead. The monster who wants to kill you now is a monster. Don't you want your life? Are you going to charge at him?"

"Dad, that's not my mother. My mother has passed away a long time ago. We buried her together. Have you forgotten?"

"Sister, don't blame me for being ruthless. Only by killing you can you truly be freed."

"Brothers, free our people!"

"My sons, don't let our people be humiliated anymore, let them rest in peace!"

As more and more people awakened to consciousness, the originally chaotic scene was brought under control. Those who were originally trapped by emotions and did not dare to take action also used magical weapons and went crazy to kill the monsters.

They cried and shouted, venting their hatred.

Every time they kill a monster, they hate the Winged Bat Clan and the demon cultivators even more.

At the end of the fight, everyone was exhausted but still waving their arms mechanically, with only the belief in letting their clansmen rest in peace.

Looking at this tragic scene, Long Xinrui shed tears of distress.

Under the protection of Xiao Hei, she didn't have to worry about the attacks of monsters. She climbed up the tower and cast a group salvation spell on the army fighting below.

At this time, whether it is the fighting army or the zombie-like monsters, what they need most is salvation.

Comfort the souls of the living and save the souls of the dead.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights before it ended.

At this time, Gui Rizhou had been reduced to ruins during the war, with the city full of smoke and corpses scattered everywhere.

Xiao Muxue stood covered in blood in the sea of ​​corpses and looked around. Looking at the grief-stricken faces, she actually felt that everyone was a loser.

In war, there is never a winner.

In other words, only those who are behind the scenes can discuss winning or losing.

Those of them on the battlefield are fighting for life and death.

After a brief daze, endless cries rang out in Guirizhou. Everyone put away their magic weapons and rummaged through the sea of ​​corpses to find people they knew.

They wanted to bring these people back to their hometowns for burial.

However, while everyone was searching, a strange voice sounded: "Huh? Why isn't there anyone from the Winged Bat tribe?"

"It seems that there is not even a demon cultivator."

As soon as these words came out, the crying stopped immediately, and everyone looked around cautiously.

Xiao Muxue and others had already noticed that something was wrong, so they had already set up barriers around them to prevent sneak attacks in Xiaoli.

Just when everyone was on alert, a disgusting laughter sounded in the sky above Gui Rizhou.

Immediately afterwards, on top of the city tower, a man led the Winged Bat Clan and Demonic Cultivators to surround the army in the city.

At the same time, the city gate closed.

The army seems to have become a turtle in a urn.

"Father, mother?"

Suddenly, the Mad Lion Young Master shouted excitedly.

Next to Xiao Ri, stood two middle-aged people, a man and a woman. They were the patriarch of the Crazy Lion Clan and his wife who had been missing for many years.

The two of them had obviously been tortured, with scars all over their faces and bodies, making them look horrifying.

But the most despairing thing is not that they have been abused and tortured, but that their empty pupils show no sign of life.

After fighting monsters for three days and three nights, they were most familiar with this look.

This is the look of a monster.

The patriarch and the patriarch’s wife of the Mad Lion Clan have been turned into monsters by Xiaozhi.

The young master of the Mad Lion Clan knew how painful it was to form a monster. Looking at his parents who had now turned into monsters, he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

He has been looking for his parents for so many years. Even after learning that his parents had been captured by the Winged Bat Clan, he still had a glimmer of hope that his parents were still alive.

Even though he knew very well that his parents were probably dead, he never thought that his parents would be turned into monsters.

His parents were the strongest warriors of the Mad Lion Clan. Even if they died, they should have died on the battlefield and not in such a humiliating death.

The young master of the Crazy Lion Clan thought sadly. Unexpectedly, a bow and arrow suddenly appeared in his hand. He shot two arrows in one blow, hitting the Crazy Lion Clan's leader and his wife respectively.

Xiaori looked at the two people who had fallen and jumped in anger.

These were his two trump cards, and they were ruined just like that.

After a brief moment of anger, Xiao Tian laughed sinisterly and said, "Young Master Mad Lion is really cruel! In order to naturally inherit the position of the leader of the Mad Lion Clan, he even killed his biological parents. , tsk tsk tsk..."