During the entire game, the Dao Demon each had three Nascent Souls, one side was responsible for siege and the other side was responsible for defending the city. It seemed fair and reasonable, but it was not.

Taoist cultivation has a fatal weakness, that is, it needs to protect its disciples.

The demon cultivator is just a chess piece of the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Shadows. If it is gone, it will be gone. He has some ways to recruit new subordinates. But Daoxiu cannot be so cruel. The lower-level disciples are the cornerstones to support the normal operation of the sect, and the elite disciples are the hope of the sect's future.

If you can, you won’t sacrifice.

Even if you want to make a choice directly in three thousand disciples and one third of Liangzhou, the Taoist cultivator may give up the territory and choose talents.

After all, the territory cannot run away, and if you have the strength, you can fight back. If you lose people, you will really lose them.

Yin Miaomiao has more than a thousand disciples, and he is a "chess piece" that he must not give up.

She must protect them.

"Enter the magic weapon." She ordered.

Yue Bufan didn't ask anything, took out the camping defensive magic weapon and directed everyone to go in and dodge in an orderly manner. This type of magic weapon can usually block the attack of the Nascent Soul, but the speed is not fast, which is equivalent to a turtle shell.

Yin Miaomiao dared not take the risk of letting them leave, and he could hide for a while.

Sure enough, the three-headed dog seemed to be more manic when he saw the target disappear. His six eyes as big as lanterns stared at her tightly, and the demonic energy around him rolled like boiling water.

Yin Miaomiao thought to himself that it would be impossible to deal with these three-headed dogs, but there are two questions later: Will Xuanzhen come forward? If she doesn't come forward, she can retreat calmly, and will the disciples escape the pursuit of so many demon cultivators?

Not sure.

Her thoughts flew around and she soon had an idea.

It was almost sunset, and the sun's light gradually fell behind the horizon and dissipated rapidly. The purple-red sunset shone in the horizon, which was extremely magnificent, but the suppression of the magic cultivator became weaker and weaker.

The three-headed dog bent and lowered its center of gravity. The three heads stared at the left, center and right directions respectively, and the legs were accumulating force, as if they would pounce on it at any time.

Yin Miaomiao looked at it coldly without letting go.

The extremely bright sunlight lit up from the eyes. At first it looked light yellow, but then it became brighter and brighter, and it turned into a dazzling bright white.

In an instant, it was like the sun returning to the sky, the hour hand turned, and it turned back to the afternoon when the sun was at its peak.

The three-headed dog was frightened by the strong light, and its three heads shrank back at the same time, and whimpered uneasy. Although it behaved exactly the same as the dog, it did not have real organs and was not afraid of blindness in the eyes, so it made it

What fears is the light itself.

Monsters grow in dark places, and the sun and lightning are their natural nemesis. What's more, the strong light emitted by Yin Miaomiao is so bright and so hot, no different from the golden crow.

The three-headed dog was scared and clamped its tail.

It is still like this, don't talk about ordinary demon cultivators. They have almost no way to open their eyes. The zombies surrounding them fall to the ground one after another. The white hair on their bodies is burned away by the light. The strength plummeted, and the group of demons are brisk in groups.

Widths of blue smoke dissipated rapidly.

"Get out!" Yin Miaomiao's mouth was filled with spiritual power, and the moment he shouted, it was like thunder suddenly roaring in his ears, shocking countless flying birds.

The three-headed dog hesitated for a while, turned around and ran away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Seeing this, the demon cultivators did not have the intention to fight. They immediately scattered birds and beasts and ran around and fled.

More than a thousand disciples hiding in the defensive magic weapon were all stunned.

This is the strength of the Nascent Soul? It’s too incredible.

They are not just casual cultivators who have never seen the world, they have never eaten pork, they have seen pigs running, they have moved mountains and seas, and they have broken the city with one sword. They have heard a lot of similar deeds, and they are aware of them.

It is not unusual for Yin Miaomiao to burn a city with a fire. But the sunlight clearly comes from the sky, and the warmth sprinkles on the body is no different from the daytime. What is even more rare is the suppression of the demonic energy contained in it.

Just now, they could see clearly that under the sunlight, thousands of demon cultivators, whose black demonic energy was like a tsunami, seemed to have been frozen, obediently lying on the ground, calm and quiet, and no waves were raised.

This scene exceeded everyone's imagination, and for a moment, the scene was silent.

After a while, a few brave men saw that there was no trace of the demon cultivator in their sight, and finally became active: "The demon cultivator ran away? Brother Yue, otherwise we should chase after him."

Yue Bufan was also deeply shocked and returned to his spirit for a long time, saying, "Don't chase the enemy, we should follow the command as soon as possible." He was going to issue an order, but what happened just now shocked his mind and subconsciously chose to obey the strong.

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However, Yin Miaomiao stood there without saying a word, looking into the distance without any slackness.

The Taoist disciple was influenced by her momentum, and his voice gradually weakened and he returned to silence.

The incredible sunshine retreated and the night fell again.

The night wind blew the grassland, and there were "rustling" sounds everywhere.

The quiet and uneasy atmosphere lasted for at least one stick of incense, and Yin Miaomiao finally turned around and said, "Let's go and meet with the big army."

"Yes." Yue Bufan's tone had a hint of respect that had never been before.

The title of Nascent Soul and its real strength seem to be the same, but the deterrence cannot be equated with it.

In the city of devil.

The blood-colored three-headed dog ran wildly and finally returned to its owner. It swung its tail flatteringly, rubbed its owner's palm, and kept "whining" in its mouth.

Xuan Zhen took turns touching the three-headed dog's head and said with a smile: "You were actually scared back? Has she become so powerful?"

Three-headed dog: "Woooooo."

"Is that so, no wonder the inheritance of Shenjing will fall into her hands." Xuan Zhen sighed and said to herself, "Shenjing, Shenjing, what a distant name..."

His tone was full of nostalgia, but the three-headed dog seemed very scared. Its tail was hanging down and it crawled carefully on the ground, not daring to say anything again.

Xuan Zhen seemed to have not noticed and said, "Just because of this fate, I have to meet her, right?"

The three-headed dog shook its tail.

Xuan Zhen looked over.

It shook, and the three heads took turns to "boom" and at the same time, it shook its tail nervously and flatteringly.

"So good." Xuan Zhen patted its head, but felt a little strange. What light actually scared his watchdog back with just one encounter? Is it a bluff, or...

After forcing the devil cultivator to retreat, Yin Miaomiao took everyone away from Area B without stopping. But when she was halfway through, her heart was touched, as if a feather was scratching the back of her hand.

The Nascent Soul would not feel for no reason. Yin Miaomiao was very strange. She frowned and thought for a long time before she could vaguely recall something.

She immediately changed her mind: "It's dark, I'll find the nearest fairy city to camp and set out again tomorrow."

Yue Bufan responded: "Okay."

He had an extremely detailed map in his hand, and soon found the abandoned fairy city and camped and settled down. Yin Miaomiao also applied another layer of illusion on it, perfectly hiding it.

In the name of meditating and resting, she told everyone not to disturb them and walked into the quiet room alone to rest.

However, the next moment, her figure disappeared from the spot.

An hour later, she appeared again and brewed a cup of spiritual tea as if nothing had happened. The warm tea entered her throat, like a trickle of water nourishing the exhausted spiritual platform.

At dawn, she contacted others and asked about the current situation.

Yesterday at the hour of Hai, the True Lord of Dixing had already solved the demon cultivator who blocked the road, and the dark son who surrendered to the enemy was also solved on the spot. They met with Zhenhu Zhenjun and set out for Xiao Shier.

After about three hours, Xiao Twelve and Zhong Ten, two magic cities were also solved. In addition, the Big Nine Cities that Zhenhu Zhenjun had solved before, now only the most remote Zhong Eleven and Xiao are left in District C.

Thirteen.

It is the third day of Mao, that is, five or six in the morning, and they have eighteen hours left.

"I scared them before and scared the three-headed dog. Xuan Zhen probably couldn't figure out my background for a while and did not show up directly." Yin Miaomiao briefly said about his situation, "I left it on the three-headed dog.

A mark, if you guess correctly, Xuan Zhen is now in Xiao Shisan.”

Zhenhu Zhenjun said "huh" and said, "I just sent two little guys out for a walk, and the demon cultivator army has all gone to Eleven."

True Lord Dixing thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's not easy to deal with, faraway mountain, what do you say?"

Zhao Yuanshan was also undecided.

There are thirteen magic cities in the demon cultivators, so the troops are dispersed in the early stage, and the Taoist cultivators can have an advantage in military strength. But later, the magic city will become less and less, and this part of the advantage will gradually disappear.

Now all the surviving demon cultivators gathered at Xiao Thirteen and Zhong Eleven, and gave them a difficult problem.

Two Nascent Souls and Two Demon City.

If you attack Xiao Shisan of Xuan Zhen first, then this will inevitably be a hard battle. If the lustful woman takes action to disrupt the situation, even if she can lucky enough to capture the Demon City, the combat power of the three Nascent Souls on her side will definitely be basically zero.

In this way, in the remaining time, can the Taoist cultivator capture the eleventh among the one who gathered a large number of demon cultivators?

On the other hand, if you take the lead in attacking the Eleventh Clan gathered by the demon cultivators, then there is no need to think too much. If Xuan Zhen doesn’t come, the lustful girl will definitely come. You can’t watch Dao Xiu break the city, right?

Dividing troops is not a good choice either.

The Nascent Soul's movement technique can transfer space, but the large army had to take a flying magic weapon and fly over honestly. The two places are not close, so the transfer is wasted time, and there is still a chance of being intercepted.

The safest way is to let the two Nascent Souls lead the large army to the Eleventh. Whether the lust is there or not, a certain amount of suppression can be guaranteed. At the same time, the remaining person entangled Xuan Zhen and delayed the time.

Zhao Yuanshan is unsure of the matter. The ability of the True Lord of Dixing is the best to use for siege, and the field control ability is also strong. It is most suitable to lead the Dao Xiu army to attack the 11th Central Committee, while Zhenhu Zhenjun and Yin Miaomiao have more strengths in single players.

Strong, you have a better chance of winning by dealing with Xuan Zhen.

Previously, Yin Miaomiao volunteered to deal with Xuan Zhen, and it would be best if she could go to Xiao Shisan alone.

But Zhao Yuanshan really couldn't speak out. Xuan Zhen was so strong that he wanted the people from Chongxiao Sect to take the lead. Instead, his family asked for a light work, which was unreasonable in terms of emotion and reason. Not to mention that this person was with his family.

Yin Miaomiao, who has grudges in the sect, is now.

"It's better for me to meet that guy. Don't say it, I'm very curious." Zhenhu Zhenjun was very delicate. After a moment of thinking, he understood the Central Plains. "Fellow Daoist Zhao secretly helped."

True Lord Dixing also said: "Su Wei and I join forces. If I have a lustful girl, I can quickly win the eleventh year of the year."

Yin Miaomiao thought about it and said that Zhenhu Zhenjun had the help of spiritual pets, and he might be better than him. She should believe in the strength of the old seniors and don’t always think that she is the most powerful in the world.

"I have no objection." she said.

One hour later, the second army led by Yin Miaomiao and the first army led by Dixing Zhenjun met.

Yue Bufan counted the number and casualties. It turned out that the combat power of about 2,200 people has been reduced to about 1,800, of which 30% were seriously injured and 50% were slightly injured.

But no one withdrew. Whether it was Qi refining, foundation building, or golden elixir, everyone's face was filled with a solemn and solemn look.

They want to avenge their dead relatives and friends, take back the territory belonging to their own sects, eliminate demons and suppress evil, and promote the power of the Taoist sect.
Chapter completed!