Pieces of wooden talismans flowed through Zifeng''s hands like water. The talismans distributed before had been used up in the fierce battle. Now he had to supplement the wooden talismans and draw them mechanically while others cleaned the battlefield. He didn''t know how many more would use the talismans in his hands.


    Although the battle just now was an overwhelming victory, Qingyun town also won it at the cost of nearly 200 lives and 100 serious injuries. Obviously, the more than 100 people could not participate in the next battle. Zifeng alienated them from here at the first time


    In this way, the total strength of Qingyun town is less than 700.


    How long will the next wave of attack of the demon clan last, two days, one day, or right away? For three days, no one in the surrounding towns or sectarian alliance appeared. Is it abandoned?


    In the afterglow of dusk, a long shadow dragged Zifeng on the open earth. He walked slowly onto the previous battlefield with a confused look in his eyes.


    Yes, he won. As the resistance side, he won, but this victory is full of loneliness. But when he saw the group of naked and hungry magic soldiers under his feet, he was in a panic for no reason.


    None of their eyes looked back, even their bodies fell forward, and their eyes were filled with the heart of death. What kind of race is this, and they live in barren places, not even the cloth to cover their shame.


    According to Xiaoguang''s explanation, the demon clan is imprisoned in the limitless ice field. The cold and cruel climate makes people angry. Ice and snow are flying all year round, and the cold wind is raging. However, this is not the most important, but the serious shortage of materials, which is unimaginable. Otherwise, it will not appear at the moment when the magic soldiers first entered the Xuantian. The first thing for almost all the magic soldiers is to fill their stomachs until they can''t eat any more.


    Grass stems, leaves and vine roots are food! Being able to bite a bite of meat is already a delicacy in the world


    Slowly close your eyes, Zifeng is not because of pity, but a voice slowly comes up in his heart


    How difficult it is to prosper the country. Once a bruised race whipped by fate opens the door of hope to them, what kind of disaster will it cause.


    The voice of Niutou magic commander echoed in his mind, "in the name of my blood, expand territory, in the name of my bones, stay away from the cold wind, and in the name of my body, you can eat."


    Stay away from hunger and cold. It is the wish of the demon family that the hopeful race is happy. At least they know how to do it and know how to be grateful for everything around them. What about the so-called Xuantian warrior, the so-called sectarian land?


    Zifeng hasn''t found what Xiaoguang described. Ten thousand years ago, he was a powerful man who could be worshipped all over the world. Even Xuantian has been in awe and respectful of the relative sectarian alliance, which also discourages Zifeng


    This is a race without faith. The chaotic universe has long been fragmented, and even the air is filled with the smell of decay.


    Zifeng won''t blame the martial artists in Qingyun town for their lack of persistence, because they are the people at the bottom of the world. They have to obey the rules, unable to struggle, and can only obey, because they know better than anyone that some words, some things, and even some so-called just actions will be ruthlessly erased under the rules.


    At the beginning, the lack of faith is not here, and then it infiltrates from those high sects. For thousands of years, it has long been deeply rooted and can''t move.


    Zifeng just stood there, knowing that the wisps of spiritual power in the sea ran away, and slowly gave off a light golden luster with Zifeng''s thinking. The golden light is very weak. It seems that it will be brushed away with a gentle wave


    For a long time, a string of slight footsteps came to his ears. Zifeng opened his eyes, but saw Xiaobai come out of the boundless forest. The lonely look in his eyes was the same as Zifeng. Zifeng didn''t ask, and Xiaobai didn''t say. One person and one animal stood there quietly until the night was getting deeper and the stars were slowly extinguished.


    In the depths of a mountain thousands of miles away and in a wet prison, Lin Mengxue shouted with a voice almost hoarse, "let me out, the demon clan invades. Does Qingyun sect really want to ignore it? Let me out! Lin xiongjing, you coward "


    Scolding her biological father shows how angry Lin Mengxue is at the moment.


    "Mengxue, don''t shout any more, demon clan. However, Xuantian''s forbidden words are also the power of the sect alliance. We can''t break the rules. Besides, does the corpse you brought show that the demon clan is really coming? "Outside the prison door, Zhang Shitian, the third elder of Qingyun sect, tried to persuade him, but Lin Mengxue remained the same despite his broken mouth.


    "Zhang Shitian, don''t press me with your identity as the third elder of Qingyun sect. I tell you, you''d better open the door for me now, or I won''t spare you when I go out!" Lin Mengxue said angrily. Now two days have passed. She still clearly remembers that she promised the Wu family that the power of Qingyun sect would arrive the next day.


    But now, I''m locked up in this dark cage because I don''t want Lin Xuan to talk crazy, disturb people''s hearts, and spread the demon clan to others!


    "I said, I won''t open this door unless the patriarch has an order." Zhang Shitian shook his head helplessly. Not only did he not intend to release Lin Mengxue, but he was also sent by Lin xiongjing to take care of Lin Mengxue. He was deeply afraid that she would run out and cause trouble again!


    Moreover, today, the sect alliance sent someone to make trouble. If Lin Mengxue goes out, the improvement of Qingyun sect will be destroyed.


    "Well, well, you Zhang Shitian, if you don''t open the door for me, I''ll die in front of you." Qingxiu''s face was very angry. Then he turned around. Lin Mengxue''s forehead directly hit the wall behind him. A bloody plum blossom splashed on the long skirt immediately, and then slowly fell to the ground.


    "You! Mengxue, why do you bother? "Flustered, Zhang Shitian opened the prison door in front of him and wanted to go forward to explore.


    Lin Mengxue, who didn''t want to be quiet on the ground, suddenly slapped Zhang Shitian aside when he leaned over.


    Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Mengxue hurriedly ran outside.


    "Damn it." Zhang Shitian scolded secretly. He had just forgotten to perceive Lin Mengxue''s situation, so he rashly opened the prison door, took a wrong step and hurried to catch up.


    Chaos was staged again in the silent Qingyun sect.