Chapter 198 is tragic, the city of fog falls!
“The Demon Gate has invaded?”
Lin Chen’s expression changed.
"How could it be...it's obviously still some time before the Demon Gate finds the route!"
"How could it be so sudden...we didn't even receive any information?"
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Lin Chen was shocked, but he had no time to think about it.
He quickly packed up and rushed towards the place Han Jihai said.
Along the way, Lin Chen saw mountains collapsing and the earth cracking...
Countless fires shot into the sky in the city.
Lin Chen saw a Qi Refining monk being pressed down by a boulder and unable to get up.
I also saw the mountains collapse, smashing several foundation-building monks to death...
"This kind of fluctuation, this kind of power..."
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"But...how could the Demon Sect possess Tianleizi?"
Lin Chen felt a little unbelievable.
In the past ten years or so, he has buried a lot of Tianleizi (nuclear bombs) in Qingzhou.
Lin Chen even buried more than a dozen of them in Dao Dao City and Dao Dao San Cities.
But the problem is that every nuclear bomb is numbered.
Fearing being used by the Demon Sect, Lin Chen even set up a self-destruct program so that no one could detonate it except him.
Lin Chen used his spiritual consciousness to sense the inside and outside of the city.
"No, this is not a nuclear bomb... there is no radiation in the air..."
"This is the real Tianleizi!"
Lin Chen's face gradually became ugly.
Previously, Lin Chen relied on the power of Tianleizi to disrupt the Demon Sect's plans many times and reverse the outcome of the war...
Even if the Righteous Alliance was defeated, Lin Chen relied on his ability to advance in advance. The buried thunderbolt caused heavy losses to the Demon Sect.
But now, the Demon Sect has also used Tianleizi!
“This Tianleizi was definitely not created by the Demon Sect itself...otherwise they wouldn’t have used it until now!”
“Could it be that the person behind the Demon Sect gave it to me? Assistance? "
Lin Chen kept thinking in his mind, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.
In the entire Qingzhou, how many forces can produce Tianleizi?
Lin Chen didn't dare to think about it any further.
All the way through the tragic place, there were corpses and fire everywhere.
The city's yet-to-be-formed protective formation in Fog City had already been damaged by Tianleizi's explosion.
Lin Chen even felt that the demonic cultivators had entered the foggy city and slaughtered them to their heart's content.
At this time, there were not only thousands of monks from the Righteous Alliance in the Fog City.
There are millions more mortals!
Finally, Lin Chen arrived at the agreed upon location.
After seeing that master Han Jihai, senior sister, third senior brother, Li Zhenqian and others were fine, Lin Chen relaxed a little.
“Master, what happened?”
Lin Chen came to Han Jihai and asked with a frown.
Han Jihai shook his head and said:
"There is no time to explain. Now we must gather all the disciples as soon as possible...to escape from the foggy city!"
"Escape, where to escape?" Lin Chen asked subconsciously .
The Fog City is already the last front between good and evil.
This is the headquarters of Tiandan Sect!
If it falls again, the entire Kingdom of Mist will fall into the hands of the Demon Sect!
“Escape to Yan Lai Realm!”
At this time, a figure walked over.
It is the patriarchs Wang Changchun and Chen Danxin.
"We must evacuate as soon as possible... The invasion of the Demon Sect is too sudden! In a few hours at most, the entire foggy city will fall."
"Go to Yanlai Country!"
The speaker was Chen Danxin. As the leader of Tiandan Sect, he watched the Fog City he had worked so hard to fall into.
Looking at the hysterical screams of countless disciples around him, his eyes were full of despair.
Lin Chen was silent after hearing this, and couldn't help but ask:
"How did the Demon Sect break in?"
Wang Changchun glanced at Lin Chen and said:
"We have a traitor..."
Wang Changchun only explained one sentence, and then said:
"Continue We will try to buy you half an hour when you come down."
"Within half an hour, you can take as many disciples as possible..."
After saying that, Wang Changchun flicked his fingers, and several spirit boats appeared in the surrounding open space.
Seeing this, Li Zhenqian couldn't help but ask:
"Sect Master, what about you?"
Wang Changchun smiled when he heard this. I don't know when, His originally full head of black hair was already mixed with a lot of silver strands.
“Us! I have lived long enough...it’s time to fight for young people like you.”
"The future of Changchun Gate...and the Righteous Alliance is in your hands!"
"Junior Brother Wang and the others have been gone for more than two years... now it's our turn."
>When Wang Changchun said this, his tone was very relaxed, even somewhat relieved.
Lin Chen noticed that not only Wang Changchun, but also other Jindan monks, including Chen Danxin, had a look of determination on their faces.
Perhaps they have anticipated this day, and have long been prepared to fight for the chance of survival for the disciples of the sect, even if it means sacrificing their own lives...
This was difficult for Lin Chen to understand.
In his impression, he did not care about those demonic cultivators who were not human beings.
Almost all monks are selfish.
Only... a few people, including Wang Changchun, are different.
The second senior brother Cen Wushan was like this, and the Changchun sect senior brother Wan Xun was like this.
Even the master of the formation peak is like this...
And Wang Changchun and others in front of him...
Besides, Han Jihai seemed to have made up his mind. He took one last look at Lin Chen. .
The message said: "Chen'er, from now on, your senior sister, third senior brother, and junior brother... will be left to your care!"
"Your senior sister is addicted to alcohol. You tell her to drink less. Third senior brother likes to gamble. Tell him not to go to the gambling shop again.”
"And your little junior brother, no matter what... we can't let him follow the same path of Wushan!" "Among the senior brothers, I still trust you the most..."
Lin Chen was shocked after hearing this.
"Master..."
Looking at the determination in Han Jihai's eyes, he knew that he was probably ready to die this time.
"Alas, poor old man has been living in poverty all his life, and in the end..."
The last hesitation in Han Jihai's eyes disappeared, leaving only determination.
"Senior Brother Wang..."
Before Han Jihai finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Changchun's hand.
"Junior Brother Han, you go with the disciples."
"After Lao Wang left, our generation...only you and me are left."
"Senior brother knows that you are not good at fighting. If I die, you will be the leader of the Changchun Sect from now on... "
After that, Wang Changchun handed the Changchun Gate's sect master's token to Han Jihai with a flick of his finger.
"Senior Brother Wang..."
After hearing this, Han Jihai was about to say more, but was interrupted by Wang Changchun.
"Go ahead, Junior Brother Han, if I die... Changchun Sect needs someone with enough prestige to lead the overall situation."
"Junior Brother, the overall situation is the most important thing!"
Han Jihai was deeply moved after hearing this. He took a deep look at Wang Changchun, finally nodded, and said in a vicissitudes of voice:
"Okay, senior brother... I will take good care of everyone..."
...
At this moment, the sky is getting dark.
The sound of fighting was everywhere in the foggy city.
The clash of magic weapons, the flashing light of spells... the shouts of monks, the sound of rushing to kill, and the screams before death...
In just half an hour, in the entire foggy city, , there are already corpses everywhere.
Lin Chen and a group of Jindan elders were also trying their best to gather the surviving disciples and board the spirit boat.
However, out of the thousands of disciples, less than a thousand people finally boarded the spirit boat...
"Uncle Han, we are running out of time..." Li Zhenqian stood on the spirit boat and urged.
"Wait, wait! There is another group of disciples, just a few miles away, and they will be there soon!"
Han Jihai looked nervous and was reluctant to give the order to leave.
At this moment, if you wait a few more seconds, maybe dozens more sect disciples can survive...
Finally, another group of foundation-building disciples rushed over.
There were seven people in total, each with a blood sacrifice on their body, and even a broken thigh, and they were carried by other disciples to the bottom of the spirit boat.
"Uncle Han, there are... there are a group of disciples behind us, the main force has not arrived yet..."
"There are... there are more than a hundred people behind..."
The leading Foundation Establishment disciple boarded the spirit boat panting, panic flashing in his eyes.
"There are still large troops, more than a hundred people..."
Han Jihai's face changed slightly, and he quickly asked:
"How far away are they from us?"
"No When we reach Shili, we have already notified them, and they can be here in half a cup of tea (five minutes)..."
The foundation building disciple said quickly.
Behind him, the disciples on the spirit boat also looked ugly and urged:
"Uncle Han, half an hour has passed...if we don't leave, it will be too late."
After hearing this, Han Jihai's face became even more grim. Tangled, but then he gritted his teeth and said:
"Wait for me. If I don't come back after fifty breaths, you can go on your own..."
After Han Jihai said this, he prepared to turn over. Jump off the spirit boat.
But he was grabbed by Lin Chen behind him.
“I’m going!”
After Lin Chen said this, he turned over the spirit boat and turned into a ray of light and flew towards the distance.
Behind him, the spirit boat has slowly lifted into the sky, ready to leave at any time.
Han Jihai looked at Lin Chen's retreating figure with a slightly complicated look in his eyes.
"Chen'er..."
...
On the other side, Lin Chen rushed towards the direction of the more than a hundred disciples at an alarming speed.
"Ten breaths..."
Lin Chen muttered in his mind and saw the hundreds of foundation-building disciples who were fighting.
At this time, they were being entangled by dozens of demon cultivators.
Although they had the upper hand in numbers, the hundreds of foundation-building disciples were completely unable to escape and were tightly entangled.
When Lin Chen saw this, he no longer hesitated. With a flick of his finger, a palm-sized sword case flew out.
The true essence activated the sword box, and twenty-three flying swords flew out from the sword box.
I saw a flash of sword light in the air, but within three breaths, dozens of demon cultivators were all killed by flying swords.
"Uncle Lin!"
"Elder Lin!"
The hundreds of foundation-building disciples also saw Lin Chen who came to support, and they all looked happy and shouted towards Lin Chen .
"Sixteen breaths..."
Lin Chen murmured, before he had time to explain, he quickly shouted:
"All the disciples who can still run, rush to the spirit boat! The injured disciples will be carried by other disciples..."
These more than a hundred disciples also understand that they will only become Lin Chen here. The burden was too much, so he quickly rushed towards the spirit boat.
"Twenty-six breaths..."
Lin Chen followed the group of foundation-building disciples, covering them all the way.
But within ten breaths, dozens more demon cultivators blocking the road were beheaded by Lin Chen.
During this period, Lin Chen's consciousness enveloped an area of several hundred feet, ensuring that he would be able to respond immediately to any disturbance.
In an instant, Lin Chen turned around sharply.
In his consciousness, a familiar breath slowly approached.
“Junior Brother Qi?”
Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, but after seeing the golden elixir demon cultivator beside him, his expression gradually darkened.
(End of this chapter)