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As night fell, a thick layer of dark clouds covered the sky above the ghost town, as if even the stars were afraid of the coming storm and hid behind the clouds.

The wind gradually became fiercer, blowing up the dead leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound, like countless whispers whispering in the darkness, foreshadowing some ominous sign.

On the city wall, the residents of the ghost town were on high alert, their faces filled with tension and solemnity, their weapons clenched tightly in their hands, their knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the air, as if even breathing had become heavy. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the distance. There, the outline of the Nine-Layer Hell Tower was looming in the darkness. The black light on the top of the tower was like the eyes of a devil, staring coldly at the ghost town.

Jiang Luo stood at the highest point of the city wall, his robe fluttering in the wind. His eyes were deep and firm, as if he could penetrate the darkness and look directly into the heart of the enemy.

However, he was not at peace in his heart, for he knew that this battle was about the survival of the ghost town and the life and death of every resident. If he failed, it would not only be the ghost town that would fail, but also the entire human world. If he failed to defend the barrier, once the barrier was broken, the target of the Zhuoer Group would become the billions of lives behind them.

His hands were clenched slightly, and he felt a chill at his fingertips; that was the spiritual power surging in his body, ready to explode at any moment.

Xiao Shuai stood beside him, having put down the loudspeaker in his hand and replaced it with a long sword that was flashing with cold light. He was originally a healer in logistics, but now he had no choice but to go into battle.

His face was no longer as gentle as before, but was replaced by a rare solemnity. He swept his eyes over the ghosts under the city wall, and said in a low but powerful voice: "Brothers, we have no way out in this battle. Either win or die. But no matter what, we must let the enemy know that the ghost town is not a place they can trample on easily!"

Huo Yancheng stood on the other side of the city wall, holding the red pestle left by Fan Wujiu in his hand. The pestle was glowing hotly under the dim light.

His eyes were as sharp as a beast's, staring at the darkness in the distance, as if ready to pounce on his prey at any time. His voice was hoarse and low: "The trap has been set. If they dare to come, they will have to taste our power first!"

Old Nie and Taoist Qingyi stood beside the sacred tree, constantly making seals with their hands and injecting spiritual power into the formation.

The branches and leaves of the sacred tree trembled slightly under the stimulation of spiritual power, emitting a faint light, as if making final preparations for the upcoming battle. Old Nie's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, but his eyes remained firm. He whispered to Taoist Master Qingyi: "The formation has been strengthened to the limit. Next, it depends on them."

Master Qingyi nodded, with a hint of worry in his eyes: "I hope we can hold on."

Under the city wall, Bai Quan stood with those mortal ghosts. Although their cultivation was not high, their eyes were full of determination. Bai Quan clenched the dagger in her hand and whispered to the sisters around her: "Sisters, this battle is not for ourselves, but for the ghost city, for our home. Even if we fight to the last breath, we must defend this place!"

The female ghosts nodded one after another, with determination gleaming in their eyes.

There was a suffocating sense of tension in the air, as if even time had slowed down. The wind stopped, the leaves no longer rustled, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into a dead silence. However, this silence was more terrifying than any sound because it indicated that the storm was coming.

Suddenly, a low roar was heard in the distance, as if the earth was shaking. Immediately afterwards, a dazzling black light burst out from the direction of the Nine-Layer Hell Tower, rushing straight into the sky. Countless black shadows poured out of the tower and attacked the ghost town like a tide.

"Here they come!" Jiang Luo's voice was like thunder, breaking the silence in an instant. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual power in his hand suddenly burst out, turning into a dazzling light, pointing directly at the enemy in the distance.

"Prepare for battle!" Xiao Shuai shouted, and the ghosts on the city wall raised their weapons one after another, staring at the rapidly approaching black shadows.

Fortunately, they were fully prepared. The first row of nut walls confronted the black shadows first. As soon as the black shadows touched the nut walls, the defensive runes emitted a scorching light, which electrocuted the black shadows until they were burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

Then, the pea shooters in the second row made a "biubiubiubiu" sound, and the pea seeds that were sprayed out carried a magical attack, piercing through the black shadows on the spot, and turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared on the spot.

The ice archers in the third row raised their machine-gun-like flower spores and sprayed them out with snowballs. While causing magical damage, the monsters' movement speed was visibly reduced a lot!

After seeing this scene, the spectators on the city wall were stunned. They thought to themselves... How could it be like this?

What are these magical plants?

Jiang Luo was complacent with his own imagination, thinking that Youlan Jue was really amazing. It could actually generate the attack matrix he wanted according to his imagination.

However, although their own forces are very powerful, the things in the Nine-Layer Hell Tower are no joke. They continuously pour out various monsters, demons and ghosts, and they rush towards this side with murderous aura.

Yuan Haokun, who was in charge of the overall defense, asked, "Boss, the defense is sufficient for now, do we need to increase it further?"

Jiang Luo waved his hand: "Not necessary for now, let the plants block it first."

Lin Shishuang, who was in charge of the general attack, said, "Boss, do you need our big guys to go up and fight?"

Jiang Luo continued to wave his hands and said, "No need, now they are still monsters of the first level. These are basic small monsters, just to consume our energy and patience. Don't worry, although there are many monsters, these plants should be enough."

Everyone continued to look down at the city wall, and saw a tidal wave of monsters rushing towards them like a hot knife through butter. The nut wall and the plants in front were obviously exhausted.

But the plants in the back row finally started to exert their strength.

The double shooters lined up neatly in front of the city wall. Their pea pods opened and closed quickly like machine guns, making a "da da da" sound. Each pea was shining with spiritual power, piercing the darkness like a meteor, and accurately hitting the monsters in the distance. The double shooters' attack frequency was very high. Two peas were shot out in succession, beating the shadows who tried to break through the defense line back step by step. Before the monsters got close, they were torn into pieces by the dense rain of peas, turning into black mist and dissipating in the air.

The hot peppers stood in the center of the battlefield, their bodies were red, as if they would burst into flames at any time. When the monsters broke through the double shooters' defenses and tried to get close, the hot peppers suddenly jumped up, their bodies expanded instantly, and then exploded with a "boom". The hot flames swept across the battlefield like a fire dragon, engulfing all the monsters in the range. Wherever the flames passed, the monsters screamed miserably, and their bodies turned to ashes in the high temperature. The explosion of the hot peppers not only cleared a large number of enemies, but also left a burning sea of ​​fire on the battlefield, blocking the subsequent monsters' attacks.

Cherry bombs are hidden in the corners of the battlefield. They are small and exquisite, but they contain huge energy. When the monsters try to bypass the attack range of the hot peppers, the cherry bombs quickly roll into the monster group and then explode with a "bang". The shock wave of the explosion overturns the surrounding monsters, and the light of spiritual power cuts their bodies like a sharp blade. Although the explosion range of the cherry bomb is small, the power is amazing. Each explosion can completely eliminate the dense group of monsters.

Potato mines are buried at the forefront of the battlefield, their bodies hidden under the soil, revealing only a pair of vigilant eyes. When monsters step on them, the potato mines explode instantly, and the huge impact blows the monsters into pieces. Although the attack of potato mines requires waiting for the right time, their explosive power is enough to make any monster that approaches pay a heavy price. The speed of the monsters' advance is greatly slowed down, because every step they take may step on the hidden death trap.

The corn cannons stood at the back of the battlefield, their muzzles raised high, aiming at the monsters in the distance. With a loud "boom", a huge corn shell shot out from the muzzle, piercing the night sky and heading straight for the Nine-Layer Hell Tower. The corn shell exploded in the air, releasing countless tiny corn kernels, each of which carried a spiritual impact, destroying all the monsters in range. The corn cannon's attack was not only powerful, but could also cause devastating damage to distant enemies, providing strong support for the defense of the ghost town.

On the battlefield, the attacks of the plants in each row intertwined into a dense firepower network, firmly blocking the monsters outside the defense line. Jiang Luo stood on the city wall, watching the changes on the battlefield with a grim look.

The current situation boosted the morale of the ghosts. Baiquan and her girls cheered. Yu Niang pointed at the cannon and said, "How powerful! Look, when those yellow things are put on the monsters' heads, they can't move! Haha!"

Jiang Luo explained: "That's corn butter. Butter is sticky and has a magic that can freeze you!"

Bai Quan's face was full of joy: "I see, no wonder it's so powerful! No wonder you are so confident! In this way, don't we have to do anything? These plants alone are enough to eliminate them?"

Jiang Luo was not so optimistic. He shook his head and said, "This is only the first layer of hell, and it is also the weakest group in hell. There are still eight layers behind it, and we have to fight against the Zhuoer group in the end... Let's conserve our strength for the time being, and the main force should not go into battle unless necessary!"

Bai Quan cupped his hands and replied, "Yes, Boss, don't worry, the girls of our Bai Quan Club will definitely stand on your side!"