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Chapter 379 Nanhua Zhenren
"My fellow Taoists, protect our Kunpeng Immortal City!"

Lin Tiannan's voice echoed, like the sound of heaven. At the same time, a golden phoenix spread its wings above the city, with a wingspan of dozens of feet. It then transformed into a sharp sword energy and smashed heavily outside the city.

"Boom~~~"

A group of crimson demons were blown to pieces, and the golden phoenix light was swirling all over the sky, constantly strangling them outside the city.

The Golden Luan Sword, a fourth-rank lower-grade spiritual treasure, is the city lord Lin Tiannan's natal spiritual treasure. Many people are eager to catch a glimpse of the legendary Golden Luan Sword. Until this moment, Lin Tiannan used the Golden Luan Sword's natal magical power, which made countless cultivators in the city astonished!

The great power of heaven and earth possessed by a great cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage is truly enviable.

"Aura Cannon!"

As soon as Chen Liang gave an order, a mechanism behind the city wall slowly rose up and turned into turrets that were much higher than the battlements. On top of the turrets were mounted shiny huge cannons. It was said that they were all the work of some top-level weapon refiners. Each spiritual cannon cost at least over 100,000 spirit stones!
The next moment, there was a burst of artillery fire!
Twelve spiritual light cannons all spewed out tongues of fire, and the shells passed through the one-way barrier of the Three Flower Blue Luan Formation and shot out to the outside world, instantly transforming into blooming fiery red flowers. The explosive power of this pure spiritual power was extremely terrifying, even if the crimson demon that could devour the five elements of spiritual power was hit directly, it would be blown into pieces.

Ning Daoran frowned, he had heard some secrets about the Lingguang Cannon. It was said that each shell was worth twenty medium-grade spirit stones, which meant that each shot was worth two thousand spirit stones!
During the border war back then, one can imagine how much damage this kind of spiritual light cannon bombardment caused.

Fortunately, Lin Tiannan, the lord of Kunpeng Immortal City, has plenty of money. He has made a lot of money from the monks in the city over the years. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't be able to afford even one war like this!
The Three Flowers and Blue Luan Formation is a one-way defensive formation. The cultivators on the city wall also sacrificed their magic weapons and spiritual weapons and launched a fierce attack outside the city. For a moment, the area outside the south city of Kunpeng Immortal City was extremely gorgeous, with countless lights intertwined together.

However, after a massive bombardment by many Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators, the crimson demons outside the city were not only unharmed, but became even more energetic!

If the mana strength is too low, the five elements mana attack is equivalent to charging the crimson demon, which is naturally not a good idea.

Lin Tiannan was also anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

If one wants to forcibly kill the Crimson Demon, one must be at least in the late Jindan stage. Many attacks from the middle Jindan stage on the Crimson Demon cannot be contained and cannot cause any damage at all.

"go with!"

Ning Daoran raised his hand lightly, and twelve golden swords broke out of his body, turning into a dense sword rain that flew out of the city, rapidly washing over the crowd of crimson demons outside the city. Each sword contained chaotic magic power, and killing was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

However, he did not behave too conspicuously. Every once in a while, he would retract his flying sword and sit cross-legged on the city wall to restore his magic power.

……

This fierce battle seemed to last for a long time. In the afternoon, there was still no sign of the reinforcements that Lin Tiannan had mentioned.

Ning Daoran slowly opened his eyes, his magic power filled up again, and he took out the golden sword and rushed out of the city again. At the same time, he gently moved the fingers of his left hand, and suddenly a strand of blood-red silk appeared under the city, along the barrier of the formation, and suddenly swept across the outside world!

“Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka~~~”

In an instant, countless crimson demons were cut in half, and then the two halves of their bodies continued to spasm before being gradually burned out by the chaotic magic power.

"what?"

Ning Daoran was slightly startled. He didn't expect that Linglongsi's killing power would have such a miraculous effect!
There are many crimson demons outside the city, and the attack range of the Linglong Silk is wider, so it is more useful than the Golden Silk Sword!

He was overjoyed, but also a little worried. When he was transformed into Jianjia Sanren, he used the spirit cage silk to kill many people. If he was discovered...

What else can I do? I’ll just see through it!
Jianjia Sanren killed a large number of great cultivators of the Sangyu Kingdom in the Mirror Flowers and Water Moon Secret Realm and had long been whitewashed. In today's Xia Kingdom's cultivation world, anyone who mentions Jianjia Sanren will give a thumbs up!

The most important thing is... Ning Daoran feels that there is no need for him to hide anymore. As long as he doesn't provoke enemies in the Nascent Soul stage or the Spirit Transformation stage, his cultivation level is basically enough to make him a big shot in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Hiss~~~"

Outside the city, not only were countless crimson demons attacking the base of the formation, but the pervasive black tide was also constantly eroding. At a certain moment, Ning Daoran discovered that a small section of the barrier of the Three Flowers and Blue Luan formation in front of him showed signs of loosening, as if a small amount of black tide matter had seeped in from the gaps in the formation.

Sure enough, even a third-grade superior formation could not withstand the long-term gnawing of the black tide.

He immediately sent a sound transmission note to Lin Tiannan who was far away.

"Senior Lin, the roots of the Three Flowers and Blue Luan formation have begun to loosen, and the black tide is eroding the formation plates and flags. According to the current progress, the formation will be breached around dusk."

"Is it really that fast?" Lin Tiannan was surprised.

"I am a third-level formation master myself. How could I deceive you, senior?"

"understood……"

Lin Tiannan stopped talking, seeming helpless.

……

In the evening, wisps of black matter clung to the outer wall of the formation. The entire Three-Flower Blue Luan Formation was riddled with holes. The roots of the formation deep underground made a "sizzling" sound, and the condensed barrier was constantly flickering. It seemed that the overall collapse was imminent.

"The formation is about to be broken!"

Inside the city, an old man with white hair and beard shouted sadly, "I have been practicing in Kunpeng Immortal City for more than 300 years, and I have long regarded this place as my home. Is the Immortal City really going to be destroyed?"

"Once the Immortal City is destroyed, where shall we go?"

The monks in the city looked determined.

"We will live and die together with Kunpeng Immortal City. The city survives and the people live, but the city is destroyed and the people die!"

Many cultivators also expressed their opinions. After all, many people’s shops and foundations were in Kunpeng Immortal City, and they had long been closely tied to the interests of this immortal city. If the immortal city was breached, they would lose everything.

Ning Daoran frowned. He knew the old man.

Zhenren Nanhua, who is in the late Jindan stage, is an old and respected elder in Kunpeng Immortal City. During the battle on Liuhua Island, Zhenren Nanhua once killed a middle-stage Jindan cultivator from the Sangyu Kingdom. He had outstanding military exploits and was indeed a great cultivator who had deep feelings for Kunpeng Immortal City.

"Friend Daoist Ning."

Not far away, Chen Liang's mana was exhausted. He smiled bitterly and said in a voice transmission: "Once the formation is breached, Brother Ning, don't worry too much. Just leave when you need to. There is no need to say that as long as the city is there, the people are there. I think as long as the green mountains are there, there is no need to worry about lack of firewood. As long as the people are there, even if the fairy city is breached, it can be rebuilt, right?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen is absolutely right!" Ning Daoran agreed deeply: "But... is the City Lord really going to give up the Immortal City?"

"Not really."

Chen Liang said: "It's just that this South City is probably not going to be able to be defended. Once South City is completely occupied, the protective barrier of the South Heaven Palace will be activated, and perhaps it will be able to resist the black tide for a while longer."

Ning Daoran nodded and said nothing more.

……

In the evening, the sun sets.

"Zizi!"

Amidst a violent earthquake, the roots of the Three Flower Blue Luan Formation were completely eroded. As everyone looked on in astonishment, an entire green city-protecting barrier disappeared with a "swish", and there was no longer any barrier in sight!

"Gah~~~"

Outside the city, countless crimson demons let out sharp roars.

"damn it!"

Ning Daoran hooked his finger and a blood-colored thread swept across the outside of the city, instantly strangling dozens of crimson demons. He quickly retreated while retracting the spirit cage silk, but more than a dozen golden swords flew out of his body. He used the Liangyi Sword Technique and retreated while continuously attacking the crimson demons that were pouring into the city like a tide.

"Retreat slowly!"

Lin Tiannan's voice was heard in the air.

At this time, most of the cultivators in the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages in the South City area had already retreated into the inner city and entered the jurisdiction of the Nantian Palace. Those who remained in the South City were basically Jindan cultivators.

Wherever the Kuroshio passes, everything is reduced to dust.

Shops and houses all collapsed after being contaminated by the black tide. Even the road surface was eroded and collapsed. The scene was extremely scary.

"Fellow Daoist Nanhua, retreat!"

Ning Daoran suddenly summoned several flying swords and killed more than ten crimson demons that were attacking Master Nanhua.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, thank you very much..."

Nanhua Zhenren turned around, his eyes full of sorrow, and said with a smile: "My life span is coming to an end. I have watched so many young cultivators die fighting for the Immortal City. How can I live in such a miserable state? Please retreat, fellow Taoist!"

"you……"

Ning Daoran gritted his teeth and didn't say anything more. He fought and retreated in the wind.

"Friend Ning..."

Nanhua Zhenren's voice came with the wind, and he said with a smile: "I once practiced a method of self-destructing golden elixir. Although I have never used it, I am very eager to use it. Today, I would like to invite you to see the charm of this secret technique!"

Self-destructing golden elixir? !
Ning Daoran's head was buzzing.

There is indeed a saying in the world of cultivating immortals that one can self-destruct one's golden elixir, but this golden elixir cannot explode just because anyone wants to. Otherwise, wouldn't the ancestors of each family have to explode it before dying in battle?
The so-called self-destructive golden elixir requires the practice of certain secret methods to be completed, but how many people will actually practice this way of seeking death?

Zhenren Nanhua has always enjoyed a very high prestige in Kunpeng Immortal City. It is really a pity that he finally chose to end his life in such an extreme way.

……

In the distance, a black tide surged into the city, and half of the southern city area was covered in an instant.

There were still wisps of golden elixir magic power flying around the city wall, carrying magic weapons. Zhenren Nanhua stood on a turret, and summoned a flying sword to continuously chop at the densely packed crimson demons. Countless crimson demons surrounded him like a colony of ants.

"Om~~~"

Suddenly, Ning Daoran's golden elixir resonated slightly.

In the distance, a golden glow blooms in the darkness of dusk.

"boom--"

The loud noise instantly spread throughout the entire Kunpeng Immortal City. The golden light turned into a ball of fiery red sun, instantly evaporating the black tide and countless crimson demons. Almost everything within a few miles was swallowed up!

"Senior Nanhua..."

"Ancestor!"

"Fellow Daoist Nanhua..."

In the air, countless monks looked back, some cried loudly, and some sighed.

……

"Everyone, retreat to Nantian Palace and activate the second level of restriction!"

Lin Tiannan's voice came from the air, sounding so cold.

Ning Daoran felt calm. In a world of great strife, some people live in disgrace, some die bravely, and some plan strategies. This is normal.

He no longer hesitated and turned into a flash of light and retreated to the Nantian Palace.

(End of this chapter)