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They didn't care about these wolf riders at all.

Since Brother Tai Xuan has assured us that he will deal with the strong ones, the task of handling these lesser Karami will naturally be shared by the members of the supporting character chat group.

As for her, she naturally remained an observer.

After all, she's already a quasi-saint; competing for points with a bunch of mortals would be too much fun.

Guo Jing looked over and asked, "Immortal, what's going on?"

Su Xiaoxiao said, "It's an invasion by external demons. These people aren't Mongols at all. Everyone can kill them without hesitation. It's everyone's responsibility to protect our world."

"No longer Mongols?" Guo Jing's eyes narrowed. "External invasion?"

Although he didn't know what the Outer Demons were, he knew from the literal meaning that they were bad things, and guessed that they were probably external enemies invading the world!

We absolutely cannot be lenient with this.

Is it an invasion by a foreign enemy, or a war between humans?

An invasion by external demons would mean a war between races.

"By the way, after this matter, I propose that Guo Xiang take charge of the world and build a powerful army to guard this realm. If the Zhao family is allowed to govern again, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist the next invasion of the external demons."

This is obviously just idle talk.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't predict when the Mythical Great Luo would make a move or what methods he would use; these words were merely paving the way for Guo Xiang's subsequent plans.

Guo Jing and Qin Nanqin were taken aback.

If such powerful external demons come every time, it is indeed not something an ordinary army can withstand.

There's no need to count on the Zhao family in this regard.

Although Guo Jing was blindly loyal, he was well aware of the affairs of the imperial court and naturally knew that Su Xiao was telling the truth.

As for seeking help from these deities?

It's a favor if someone helps, but you can't force them to help if they don't want to. You can't just tie them to this world, can you?

For a moment, Guo Jing was extremely conflicted.

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"My husband, let's talk about this later."

Qin Nanqin said with some worry, "Right now, let's eliminate these demons first."

Guo Jing snapped out of his reverie and nodded, saying, "What Madam said is correct."

Seeing the trembling soldiers on the city wall, Guo Jing prepared to strike first.

After all, if they hesitated any longer, these ordinary soldiers might break down mentally.

How can they fight a giant that's three meters tall?

Is that something an ordinary person could possibly withstand?

Even the Taoist priests and Beggar Clan disciples were intimidated.

Even martial arts masters are made of flesh and blood; at most, their speed, strength, and other qualities are better than those of ordinary people.

But are those things outside the city still human?

Even Qiu Chuji doubted whether he could defeat one of them!

Just then, Guo Jing suddenly appeared to be walking on air, like a god, above Xiangyang City, looking down at the human world.

The next moment, true energy surged, and a golden dragon hundreds of meters long appeared beside him, which was then pushed away by Guo Jing.

Roar!

The golden dragon roared, deafeningly loud, shattering the deathly silence of the battlefield.

The soldiers looked up at the sky, staring at the guardian deity of Xiangyang City, their faces filled with disbelief.

Guo Jing said proudly, "The Mongols have become foreign demons, but our Central Plains will naturally receive blessings from the gods. My colleagues, please guard the city walls, and I will take care of everything else!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden dragon landed in the battle formation and began to wreak havoc.

The dragon of true energy, like a living creature, rampaged across the battlefield before finally exploding.

With a single strike, thousands of soldiers were killed.

Mu Wanqing's eyes narrowed: "If they were ordinary soldiers, this move would have wiped them all out. It seems that after reaching the extraordinary level, they are indeed much harder to fight."

She didn't hesitate any longer; these were all points.

With a swift movement, he ascended into the sky, his body surging with sword energy, which poured forth onto the battlefield.

Having possessed the Six Meridians Divine Sword for a long time, she had already modified it into the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, based on what Su Xiaoxiao had said.

It's actually not that difficult.

The Six Meridian Divine Sword is a swordsmanship that transforms internal energy into sword energy and extends from the earth's caves.

Theoretically, modifying it into a martial art where the entire body can generate sword energy is sufficient.

The reason why the Duan family did not do this in the world of Tianlong is that it was meaningless.

After all, the Six Meridian Sword Qi requires too much internal energy, making it impossible for most people to master. If it is modified into Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin, then even fewer people will be able to master it.

The sword light flashed like rain, unleashing unparalleled carnage and causing immense destruction.

Upon seeing this, Yin Susu and the others immediately joined the battle.

Although the wolf riders were strong, their strength was limited, and they were no problem for them. If Guo Jing and Mu Wanqing were to continue fighting, where would they earn points?

As Yin Susu, Mu Wanqing, A'Zhu and others took to the air and began to take action, the morale of Xiangyang City immediately soared.

Although the wolf riders are fierce, our immortals are no less formidable; their attacks are earth-shattering, simply unimaginable.

The Quanzhen School, in particular, felt this most deeply.

"I never imagined that there were immortals in this world!"

They are spiritual practitioners; they shouldn't have doubted this.

However, this is a world without demons. After cultivating for so many years, I haven't seen a single god or even a ghost. It's inevitable that I feel frustrated and doubtful. But because of my profession, I don't tell outsiders about these doubts.

"Jing'er is truly blessed with good fortune," Ma Yu exclaimed. "He actually received divine blessings and became such a person. I wonder how many more years he can live now, and whether he has already achieved immortality?"

Ma Yu was originally a calm and even-tempered person who would not have such thoughts and could accept death peacefully.

However, that's assuming immortality isn't an option.

Now that the immortals are right in front of him, it's perfectly normal for a Taoist priest to want to live forever.

There is great terror between life and death, and the older one gets, the more afraid of death one becomes.

This is the mindset of most people.

Ma Yu was no exception.

Qiu Chuji said, "Senior brother, we can ask Jing'er after the battle is over. It's a pity that we are too weak to be of any help."

They had come to lend a hand, but ended up only able to watch from the city wall, leaving the Quanzhen Sect, Beggars' Sect, and other martial arts practitioners feeling somewhat embarrassed.

An elderly man in blue robes in the crowd looked up at the young man in the sky, who was holding a jade flute and playing the "Song of the Rising Tide of the Azure Sea," and almost wondered if he was dreaming.

This person's temperament and style are so similar to mine when I was young.

The Old Mischievous Boy was shocked: "Huang Yaoshi, is that your brother?"

Huang Yaoshi snapped out of his daze: "I am the only son in my family, how could I have brothers?"

The old rascal scratched his head: "But his demeanor is so similar to yours, and he even plays a jade flute and plays a similar tune. How strange!"

The next sentence, filled with anticipation, reads, "If only he really were Huang Yaoshi, I could ask him to teach me divine martial arts. No, Brother Guo Jing knows divine martial arts, I could go and ask him for it."

As they were talking, the battle on the battlefield had already ended.

Mu Wanqing's sword qi flowed like a river, instantly slicing the mutated Mongke into pieces.

Guo Xiang asked in surprise, "Why have we only completed two tasks, but the invasion of the external demons is still not finished?"

Azi cleverly said, "Perhaps the demons in other places haven't been killed yet."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they manipulated their inner energy to fly north.

Half a day later, everyone returned, all with joy on their faces.

Only Guo Jing felt a little heavy-hearted.

If an enemy can turn a race into an Outer Demon, then which race will be next?

If it were someone from the Central Plains, would he really be able to bring himself to do it?

Qin Nanqin sighed, "Husband, you don't need to think too much. If the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up. With the gods around, these things will naturally be taken care of by them. Now, husband, you should think about what Immortal Su said before."

Guo Jing was taken aback: "Let Xiang'er rule the world?"

This is another headache.

His daughter is kind-hearted and treats people very well; she will naturally love the people like her own children, and he can guarantee that.

However, governing the world is definitely not something that can be achieved simply by being naturally kind.