After a cup of tea, the galaxy in the magic circle was destroyed, and in the end, only the brightest star was left.

The Taoist trace extended and connected with the star. The magic circle trembled slightly, making a "buzzing" sound, and the entire space began to tremble.

"Roar!" The ghost demon nightmare made a shrill roar.

"Boom--" The ghost fog rushed like a flood, facing the Taoist attacks of Hu Peng and others, and collided heavily on the city gate built by the black mud.

Looking outside the black mud building, the entire black mud building is wrapped in a huge spherical array. It is like a dazzling star in the endless ghost fog tide, the only spot under the mad darkness of the heavens.

With the surging fog, the magic circle outside the black mud building kept flickering, like a flashing candlelight, which seemed to be destroyed at any time.

"Grandma..." The child hugged the old woman tightly, looking a little panicked.

"Don't be afraid of your kids... your father and mother are not afraid of them, nor are you afraid of them." The old woman said gently, with a look of kindness in her eyes.

The child was wearing a belly-pack. Although there were tears in his eyes when he heard this, it became much brighter, "Grandma... Where is my father and mother?"

The old woman touched his head and said with a smile: "They are all fighting for the children on the city wall!"

"In the future, I will also be as brave as my father and mother!" the child shouted.

The old woman touched his head with a smile on her eyes, but when she looked at the city gate, there was a look of worry deep in her eyes. The dry palm holding the old wooden stick also clenched a lot.

"Everyone who builds black mud, it's time to go home..."

At this time, a faint voice slowly sounded from the ancient tree of war return.

The man from the black mud raised his head and found that there was a young man in white standing on the ancient tree of war.

Chu Tianming wrapped his arms in front and nodded to everyone.

At this time, a stream of light flew out of the old house and slowly stopped before the ancient tree of Zhan Return.

The flowing light appeared, which was a crystal coffin carved from ice crystal chalcedony. The white air in the coffin was hazy, and the black mud was lying on it - Hu Po.

As soon as the tiger soul appeared, the people who fought back to the ancient tree became restless.

"General!"

"General Hupo!"

...

They all shouted out excitedly.

In ancient battlefields such as Black Mud Building, there is no belief in gods or worship of the emperor. For the past 50,000 years, the guards have been their only one, and the most unshakable pillar that sticks deep in their hearts.

Hu Po is their belief.

"Old, young, women and children, take the lead, followed by the disabled, and those with combat power are behind the palace." The old but authoritative voice of Hu Po came from the crystal coffin and resounded throughout the sky built by the black mud.

"Yes, General!" everyone shouted in unison.

On the ancient city wall, Hu Peng shot a golden flame and shouted loudly: "Defend to the death! We will hold on for a little more, and our families will have a better chance of evacuating safely!"

"Hold to the end!" The rest of the people responded.

...

The magic circle is opened, and within the portal is an illusory chaotic world, like a time and space tunnel, connecting the other side of the black mud building and the space.

The old woman walked towards the magic circle with the child in her arms.

"Grandma, I won't leave! I'm going to wait for my father and mother!" the child cried and shouted.

The old woman turned around and looked at the figures on the ancient city wall reluctantly, hugged the child tightly, and stepped into the magic circle.

The rest followed.

"roar--"

In the ghost fog, there was a shocking roar. The figure entrenched in the deepest part of the ghost fog seemed to have noticed something, and a black light burst into flames and blasted towards the ancient city gate.

"boom--"

Only a sound of explosion resounding throughout the world was heard, and the shaking guardian magic circle outside the black mud building did not take the burden, and finally turned into countless pieces and flew into the ghost fog.

As the magic circle was broken, the dim sky suddenly turned into a dark area, and the cold wind invaded the black mud from the void.

The ghost fog was churning, and countless ghosts and nightmare were mixed in, sweeping over like a tsunami.

"Return!" Hu Po's order came from the crystal coffin.

"Retreat! Retreat and return to the ancient tree!" Hu Peng took his bow and took an arrow, passed the order, and shot out the golden flame arrow, igniting a fire.

"Brother Peng, let's go together!" the other soldiers called.

"You go first, I will buy time for you!" Hu Peng shouted, the Taoist wheel behind his head was radiant, and arrows burning with golden flames shot towards the ghost fog, slowing down their invasion.

"I haven't left yet? If I don't leave, it will drag me down! Go away quickly!"

The soldiers gritted their teeth and retreated while taking action.

"Brother Peng..." The female cultivator in a mahjong appeared beside Hu Peng, "I'll stay with you."

"No, let's go!" Hu Peng shouted.

"call out--"

Another dark light slashed through the ghost fog and shot in. Without the protection of the magic circle, it slammed heavily on the ancient city wall.

With a "boom", the ancient city gate exploded and the ancient city wall fell apart.

"Brother Peng!"

"Brother Peng!"

The retreating soldiers shouted anxiously.

At the same time, the tsunami-like ghost fog frenzy swept over with a terrifying cold current, trying to turn the black mud into a nest for the nightmare of demons.

"evil creature!"

With a cold shout, countless streams of light shot out from the crystal coffin, and a huge light and shadow supported the collapsed sky.

"Ancestor!"

"General Hupo!"

Everyone burst into tears and shouted excitedly.

A stream of light flew across the ancient city wall and pulled the soldiers back to the ancient tree of war.

"Prepare to evacuate!" Hu Po's voice sounded, "I'll come to the back of all of you!"

"General Hupo! Let's go together!"

There are less than one-third of the remaining people, but there are still more than a hundred soldiers who have returned from the ancient city wall, not counting Hu Peng and other soldiers.

There was a crisp sound from the crystal coffin, which was a sign that the lid of the coffin was about to be opened.

"All the soldiers, I, Hu Po, are about to die. Let me do my last part for you!" Hu Po's voice exuded a powerful fighting spirit.

But at this moment, one palm gently placed on the lid of the coffin.

This palm was light, but it seemed to have the power of a world. With a light release, the loose coffin lid was closed again.

"I said... You have been guarding the black mud for nearly 60,000 years, and you should enjoy your old age." The owner of those hands was Chu Tianming. He glanced at the crystal coffin and smiled, "I'll do it... I'll clean them up."

"Young Master..." Hu Po's voice trembled slightly.

"I'll come, you'll leave too." Chu Tianming said calmly. His words were as plain as water, but they were always like a trace of light in the darkness, warming people's hearts.

After Chu Tianming said that, he looked at the endless craze of ghost fog and the terrifying tsunami, his expression was as cold as ice.

He raised his hand and shouted:

"Come on the flag!"
Chapter completed!