Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 229: Seven Cities Surrounding the Village 7

After he was fished out of the well, it was said that he was mentally ill for a month. But a month later, this unknown marginal figure from the side branch created one miracle after another, which made people look at him with new eyes and dropped their jaws. Especially in Go, a layman rose like a comet in the chess world of Tianwu Domain overnight and quickly became well-known. He even set up a 100-day challenge tournament with a reward of one million spirit stones. All the chess masters in Tianwu Domain gathered at that time, but they couldn't beat him. He was remembered by people.

The Skylark Tower, which was about to be squeezed out of the Tianwu Territory business empire, was revitalized under his leadership and reached its current size. It is said that on the day he took over the banner and was entrusted with an important task, he sent his ex-wife to a nunnery to become a nun, and the courtesan of Yichun Courtyard was whipped and waxed for three months.

Although he is over 50 years old, his face is still handsome and he looks like a weak scholar. The top-grade Dingyan Pill that Ruyi dare not eat is like candy beans in his house, so the years have not left too many marks on him. Even the rare spiritual objects that can prolong the life of monks are in his storehouse. You can see how famous this number one person is who can turn the Tianwu domain upside down with just a stomp of his feet.

"It's just a temporary gain or loss. It's rare for me to find time to come out and have fun. I didn't expect that I would make you laugh."

Bai Xingchen bowed again.

"It's so satisfying. I can make Shengtian Banzi Bai Xingchen humble himself. I can brag about my status as a Weijing Realm master for the rest of my life."

Wei Yang folded his paper fan and slapped his thigh excitedly.

Bai Xingchen no longer paid attention to the people from the seven cities under the tower, and sat down calmly. Unlike many cultivators who were fighting for the purpose, he came here to relax. Even the spiritual tea next to him, Ye Hanshuang and Chen Fuyuan drank it and praised it highly.

"We attacked on time on the fourth day."

Wei Yangjing shouted towards the tower, then sat down in the recliner in a sullen manner. This time he really put on a show, and it was a great pleasure.

The reason why the Seven Cities had to wait until the fourth day to attack was naturally to maximize the benefits. They were afraid that if they attacked on the second day, the Stone City Fortress would directly click on the return. By then, all the camps would surrender, and the herbs that had grown for nearly a hundred years would not be collected yet, and the secret realm of the Seven Cities Fortress would end.

The Seven Cities Walled Village is a large map. If you calculate the distance that the people from the seven city-states have to run straight to the Stone City Wall for a whole day, you can imagine how big this map is. It is definitely impossible to collect all the herbs in two days.

The people below the tower, don't think they are friendly on the surface, but if they really start fighting, I don't know if they will still be merciful. Especially when I saw that there were only six people blocking the corridor, I felt even more comfortable drinking tea.

In this way, the two sides remained in a stalemate for three days. During this period, people from seven cities entered Shichengzhai for sightseeing, but no one dared to go out from the direction of Shichengzhai.

"Damn mechanical ball!"

Chi Miaoling cursed and looked at the four monks from the seven cities who had gathered together. After hesitating for a moment, he activated the return function.

In the past two days, she has been collecting herbs in the wild, hiding from place to place. However, no matter how clever her tricks are, she can never escape the scanning of the mechanical ball. Every time she escapes with her escape technique, someone always uses the mechanical ball to find her accurately. After two days of pursuit, there are more and more monks in the Seven Cities, leaving her with less room to move. Just as she got out of the soil, monks from the nearby Seven Cities came to her door.

There is no buff bonus in the wild. Even if he rushes back now and stays for a day, he will only get a 10% bonus. There is already a gap of 2 days between him and them, so there is no need for Chi Miaoling to go back.

The four Seven Cities monks looked at each other, but in the end they chose not to take action, and just surrounded her. It was still a little unrealistic to keep this ninth-level foundation-building cultivator for three breaths. If she had any special tricks and got injured here, then there would be nothing to gain in the days ahead.

"My journey to the secret realm ends here." Chi Miaoling sighed softly.

When the number above her head flashed to 0, the mechanical ball sent out a shield to surround her. The shield rose from the ground like a meteor rising from the ground and shot towards the portal in the sky.

Today is the fourth day of entering the Seven Cities Walled Village.

The sun has just risen.

Wei Yangjing got a big drum from somewhere and beat it vigorously. Along with the sound of the drum, the monks in the Shicheng Fortress also welcomed the third day of buff. Now everyone has a 30% bonus, and of course, the "God Armor" has also been blessed to the third level. However, this still did not make them feel safe, but made them more nervous.

Because the crowd waiting outside was like seven streams of the same color, converging into one place to form a vast ocean, carrying waves and rushing towards the Stone City Fortress.

Each city-state was assigned more than 600 monks. At this moment, there were only more than 1200 people participating in the attack on the Stone City. Although there were also low-level monks mixed in, most of them were high-level monks. The rest were probably still collecting herbs.

"kill!"

Lian Faming roared, as if he had used up all his strength in this life. His blood was boiling. He had never felt so high-spirited as he rushed to the front. Especially as the first one to step into the corridor, he felt that his entire life of cultivation had reached its peak. Looking at the few people who slowly stood up in front of him, he felt that he had endless strength now. He would kill gods and Buddhas.

"superior."

Mi Pengyong waved his hand gently, and the troops around him, who had already formed two teams, filed in and stood beside the six people. There was no need to say more at this moment, and those who dared to fight a few moves were all warriors.

There were also some lone wolf rangers who looked at them coldly, waiting for the organized team to return, and then went up to fight a few moves before leaving. Without organization, it naturally meant that they were entangled in the fight. If they wanted to retreat, there would be no one to help them. Whether they could survive depended entirely on their own ability.

There were not many people, only about forty or so. The people from the seven cities who came to visit looked at them coldly. Some even brought out stools and sat on a high building in the stone city, put out tea sets, and watched this rare drama quietly.

There were dry land meteors in the Stone City, one after another rising from the ground. Both sides knew that if they did not leave after three days, there would be no mercy.

In a short while, out of the more than 600 monks in the huge stone city, only these few people near the city gate tower were left.

"This armor still looks majestic and domineering."

Facing the surging crowd, Saint Jiabai didn't care. He stood up and looked at his full body armor, seeming to be quite satisfied.

As expected, he was the second person to be awarded armor, but the new armor, which came a day late, had diluted his expectations.

The third person to be given armor was the taciturn eagle beast, who was cold-faced and even colder. So the three people behind him might as well consider getting a mask to wear.

Until now, the six people who have been together for three days have not exchanged their names. Perhaps they also feel that it is unnecessary. After all, when a person dies, he is just like a handful of earth. What does it matter if they know his name?

"Hahaha, there's a road to heaven but you don't take it, there's no door to hell but you insist on breaking in. In your next life, be more careful and don't be a roadblock again."

As Lian Faming spoke, he quickly raised his sword and chopped forward. This was the first strike in the siege of the Seven Cities, and it was extremely powerful. Perhaps it was the power of leading the charge that allowed him to break through his previous limits. At least this strike seemed unstoppable. Even the short-haired Taoist priest from years ago was frightened by this strike.

Ignoring the attacking talismans and magic skills, Wang Qiye gently turned sideways, avoiding them if possible, and using the glass ball to resist them if he couldn't. Wentian stabbed out diagonally, kissed Lian Faming's neck, and gently passed by him under his laughing face.

The attack was successful, and it was so easy that Wang Qiye was a little dazed. The opponent's powerful moves did not leave any room for defense?

"He actually dared to fight back?" Lian Faming still couldn't believe it. Shouldn't he have taken the blow? Wasn't he here to die? Lian Faming fell down unwillingly.

"Why are you stunned?"

Sheng Jiabai punched the monk who attacked Wang Qiye, causing him to bleed from all seven orifices. After a loud roar, Wang Qiye finally came to his senses.

After seeing the attack clearly, the magic, flying swords and talismans came one after another. He was so flustered that he could only step back a few steps.

The middle-aged uncle who had been sitting quietly behind Wang Qiye for a few days came up and held up a shield-shaped light shield to block the long-range attack. He was even wearing a second-level defensive talisman, which seemed to indicate that he was much more prepared than Wang Qiye for this trip.

But the enemy had already reached him, and the Seventh City monk who was close to him stabbed him with a spear. The middle-aged man holding a stick was unable to block the opponent's move, and was stabbed by the opponent. Although the defensive talisman blocked it, the tip of the spear still penetrated half an inch into his body.

The middle-aged uncle endured the severe pain, and the stick in his hand shone brightly, carrying a huge force of ten thousand pounds to stab forward. The monk wanted to put away his gun to block, but found that it was too late, so he raised a defensive shield and placed it in front of him. However, the stick hit the shield, and although it did not penetrate the defensive shield, it carried a force and hit the monk with the shield. The monk, along with his magic weapon and body, was pushed by the stick and hit a monk behind him before stopping.

The powerful monk's legs went weak at this moment, and he slid off the monk behind him. He was only breathing out, but no longer breathing in.

Wang Qiye's eyes lit up. This middle-aged uncle was not simple. He actually wanted to fight with his life. The monk must have had some defensive means, but before he could use them, his heart meridian was shattered by the force of the stick. If he was delayed by this monk for a few more moves, the consumption might be even greater. Seeing the monk who was hit, he stepped directly on the monk with a gun who had just fallen to the ground and rushed over again. Wang Qiye felt that he had learned another trick.