Dear Lingshi

Li Wan made a rough calculation and found that in the past three years, the city lord had earned over 100 million low-grade spirit stones from these two businesses alone.

Moreover, when the monsters began to attack the city a few days ago, he had already transported all the spiritual stones that could be mobilized from the Moxi Sect to Tieshan City to resist the monsters. Now the city lord actually had the nerve to continue asking for spiritual stones from him.

"My Moxi Sect just has a spiritual vein, but you really think my Moxi Sect is the goose that lays golden eggs."

Li Wan became angrier and angrier, but at this moment, she said to Jin Rong calmly, "Lord City Lord, although my Moxi Sect has a spiritual vein, I have already transported all the spiritual stones mined over the past few hundred years to Tieshan City some time ago. Now I really don't have any spare energy."

Upon hearing this, Jin Rong smiled and did not ask any further questions.

He now knew in his heart that there was a 70% to 80% chance that Tieshan City could not be defended this time. He only wanted to collect a batch of spirit stones. In case a Nascent Soul stage monster really appeared, he would simply take all the spirit stones and fly away. Compared with his own life, he did not care about the lives of the millions of cultivators in Tieshan City at all.

Two days later.

When Jin Rong and Lin Yuquan were discussing countermeasures against the monsters in the hall, a black-armored soldier rushed in, knelt down and said, "Lord City Lord, just now, the monsters started the fourth wave of attack."

"Go!" Jin Rong uttered a word, and immediately was the first to walk out of the door and soared into the air.

By the time everyone arrived at the top of the city wall, the monks below were already fighting fiercely with the monsters. With every breath, a large number of monks and monsters fell on the battlefield.

During this period, all the cultivators in Tieshan City entered a state of readiness under Jin Rong's command and were stationed within the city walls. Once the monsters began to attack the city, these cultivators had to immediately leave the city to stop the enemy.

At this time, Bai Yushu, Uncle Hu, Che Jianping, Chen Dashi and several Foundation Establishment cultivators, led more than 200 members of the Duobao Pavilion Monster Hunting Team and charged forward with unmatched bravery. Even though they had a few people protecting them, people still died in the mouths of monsters from time to time.

Seeing team members die one after another, they were heartbroken. These people were the backbone of their strength that they had trained up bit by bit.

But there was no way, they didn't want to be at the front, all this was deliberately arranged by Jin Rong.

After Lu Yunsheng escaped, Jin Rong, under Long Dong's suggestion, began to make all-out efforts to resist the beast tide that would come once every few hundred years. He did not attack the people of Duobao Pavilion, but it was not a big deal to let them serve as cannon fodder on the battlefield.

After these four battles, the monster hunting team, which originally had four to five hundred people, had lost more than half of them.

This was only possible because Hou Xuetong and Chi Xue and his group of people were secretly helping. Otherwise, these people would have been killed or injured long ago, and even Uncle Hu and Bai Yushuo and other Foundation Establishment cultivators would have died.

Of course, Li Wan was trustworthy and secretly sent many disciples from Moxi Sect to help them.

As time went on, the battle became increasingly intense, with both sides suffering heavy casualties.

Suddenly, an invisible pressure covered the entire place.

"Roar!"

Following a mighty beast roar, the monks' formation was thrown into chaos.

"The Golden Core Monster is coming!"

Someone shouted loudly, and all the monks started running back.

Uncle Hu also heard the voice and looked up, only to see more than twenty golden elixir monsters flying across the sky with suffocating pressure.

"run!"

Uncle Hu shouted at the people around him, then pulled Bai Yushu aside and ran to the back.

At this time, the Jindan cultivators on the city wall naturally saw the changes on the battlefield. They immediately flew out of the city wall one by one and attacked the group of Jindan monsters.

They were not seeking to kill these Jindan monsters, but to help the cultivators below buy a little time to escape.

The people from Duobao Pavilion were originally charging at the front, but now they were at the end of the list when they tried to flee back.

The speed of these Qi Refining monks was no match for that of the Jindan monsters. Even if there were a group of Jindan monks helping to delay time, it only took a few breaths of time for these Jindan monsters to pounce into the crowd and start feasting.

The Duobao Pavilion was not spared either. A flaming Lingxi in the middle Jindan stage rushed into the crowd. Its body, as big as a small hill, was emitting scorching flames as it rushed through the crowd. Those Qi Refining stage monks who were hit by it were either knocked away or burned to charcoal on the spot.

Uncle Hu became very anxious upon seeing this, so he asked Bai Yushu to retreat first, while he summoned his own flying sword and directly performed the second level of the Zhuomi Sword Technique - Ten Thousand Silk Tribulations. Suddenly, a dense net of sword silk covered Chiyan Lingxi's head.

Suddenly, countless tiny scars were cut on the head of this Fiery Spirit.

This Blazing Spirit had thick skin and flesh, and ordinary Jindan-stage cultivators could not cause any harm to it. Uncle Hu's flying sword could only injure its epidermis, but could not cause any substantial damage.

"Roar!"

Lingxi felt pain and roared angrily, then stopped charging. He turned his head to look at Uncle Hu, only to see two three-foot-long streams of air spurting out of his nostrils. The flames on his body suddenly became three times brighter, and he took a step forward and rushed towards Uncle Hu.

When Uncle Hu saw that his strongest attack did not cause any substantial damage to him, he cried out in his heart that something was wrong. He immediately retracted his flying sword and ran back without hesitation.

But his speed could not compare to that of Chiyan Lingxi who was in the middle stage of Jindan.

In just a blink of an eye, the Fiery Spiritual Rhinoceros had caught up with Uncle Hu. It was seen running wildly with its head lowered, ready to use the sharp horns on its head to stab to death the ant that had hurt it.

Uncle Hu didn't dare to look back at this time. Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer to him and smelling the smell of his clothes being burnt on his back, Uncle Hu couldn't help but stick a lightening talisman on his chest, and immediately increased his speed by three times.

At this time, there were monsters circling in the sky. Moreover, in order to cover the retreat of everyone in Duobao Pavilion, Uncle Hu did not dare and could not fly with his sword.

I could only run for my life behind everyone.

But no matter how fast he was, he was still caught up by the Fiery Lingxi. The Lingxi raised its head, and its half-meter-long sharp horn stabbed directly at Uncle Hu's vest.

Uncle Hu felt the chill coming from behind him, and his heart suddenly sank. He knew that he would not live long, so he immediately shouted to Bai Yushu, "Miss Bai, if that kid Lu Yunsheng comes back, please give birth to more children for the Lu family in the future."

Bai Yushu's face turned red when he heard this, and he cursed in his heart, thinking that he was almost dying and still had to worry about these meaningless things.

Although Bai Yushu thought so in his mind, his hands were not idle. He immediately threw a second-level talisman towards the Fiery Lingxi.

Suddenly, several half-foot thick bluestone shields appeared behind Uncle Hu, directly blocking the sharp corners of the Fiery Spirit.