The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

A series of sharp, piercing whistling sounds rang out.

Although the explosive crossbow successfully fired a powerful bolt at the last moment, the Corpse King's terrifyingly large hand easily knocked the crossbow away with the force of a sweeping army.

Fortunately, these explosive crossbows were all mid-grade magic weapons of considerable strength, so they were only knocked away and not damaged.

However, the crossbowmen operating the ballistae didn't have time to react; their bodies were shattered like porcelain.

at this time.

Even though a few green-robed demonic cultivators were killed by concentrated crossbow fire, many more green-robed demonic cultivators led a tidal wave of white-robed demonic cultivators into the city.

now.

Without the deterrent effect of the powerful firepower of the crossbows, these green-robed demonic cultivators with Foundation Establishment strength moved with impunity, running rampant and arrogant.

"Waaaaah..."

Witnessing the horrific sight of corpses piled up like mountains, the people in the inner city were overcome with grief, and cries of anguish rose and fell.

They were well aware that once the outer city fell, even if the inner city's defenses were stronger.

However, facing the combined attack of the Corpse King and countless demonic cultivators, it would probably be difficult to withstand.

At this moment, both the residents of the inner city and the soldiers of the outer city were plunged into deep despair.

"Waaaaah..."

When the family members of Lord Lu on the city wall touched their bellies and wept bitterly.

What she didn't know was that Hong Kong had already fallen!

Fortunately, Lord Lu had made prior preparations, which enabled him to lead many mortals to escape into the overcrowded floating houses in the Boundary Sea.

Just then.

A dull, loud thud followed—"Bang!"

Ni Mingsi was surrounded and attacked by several demonic cultivators, and was once again violently knocked backward a long distance.

He finally crashed heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the demonic cultivators even complained to each other, "Hmph, they hit so hard! If they'd broken anything... we wouldn't be able to explain ourselves!"

at the same time.

Hehehe!

The short, wiry demonic cultivator in green robes leaped from the crowd and pounced on the heavily injured Ni Yongshuang like a hungry tiger.

As he sped through the air, he yelled viciously, "You little brat, your Ninth Sister isn't here... let's see where you run to today!"

It's too late to say.

Just as his lewd, clawing hand was about to grab Ni Yongshuang.

Suddenly.

A sharp, piercing sound pierced the air—"Whoosh!"

A three-foot-long beam of cold, gleaming light shot out like lightning.

"Whoosh!"

The short and wiry fellow was startled, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly used his movement technique to retreat, but he was still almost wiped out!

When he stood still, he looked at the long gash in his crotch that had been torn open by the sword energy, and his legs couldn't help but shiver.

Then, filled with both lingering fear and a fierce expression, he looked up at the sky.

At this extremely tense moment.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

A series of dense whistling sounds resounded through the sky.

Followed by.

"Gavel!"

Looking at the blood-stained gavel in the sky, Ni Mingsi finally managed a smile on his pained face.

When Ni Yongren, who was not far from her, saw this scene in the sky, the weight that had been hanging in his heart was lifted, but he also became uneasy.

Almost at the same time.

"It's them!"

A tidal wave of exclamations erupted from the crowd: "It's the patriarch and the others...it's the patriarch and the others!"

This moment.

Whether in the outer city or the inner city, all eyes turned to the sky, fixed on the five figures.

The look of despair that had filled his eyes was now replaced by excitement and joy, and tears streamed down his face like a burst dam.

"They're here!"

"They really came!"

Amidst the deafening shouts, the five figures sped towards the city like arrows released from a bow, moving at an astonishing speed.

Until this point.

Only then did everyone notice that the five men were also covered in blood, clearly having been through a fierce battle.

Indeed, on their way to provide reinforcements, Ni Kun and his group of five were ambushed and pursued by the enemy.

The reason why the demonic cultivators were able to grasp their whereabouts so accurately was actually not complicated—it turned out that someone had secretly sent the relevant information to Yong'an City.

Unsurprisingly, this information fell into the hands of Yan Chihen, who had launched a surprise attack on Yong'an City.

This is why Ni Kun and his companions unfortunately fell into the enemy's carefully laid trap.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Ni Yongwu arrived on the ground, he quickly gathered up the remaining fighting forces.

Followed by.

With a wave of his arm, he scattered a large number of precious pills like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

"Everyone, quickly heal your injuries!"

As he left those words of advice in the air, he moved with lightning speed, charging towards the group of menacing demonic cultivators alongside Ni Yongtang.

at the same time.

"Whoosh!"

Ni Yongxiao and Ni Kun went straight to Ni Yongshuang, who was seriously injured.

Ni Kun handed a bottle of healing medicine to Ni Yongshuang, solemnly instructing her, "Take this medicine immediately and do your best to recover from your injuries! There will definitely be another life-or-death battle waiting for us later!"

Before Ni Yongxiao could even catch his breath, he leaped up again without hesitation and resolutely charged towards the group of fierce and brutal demonic cultivators.

at this time.

On one side, the Corpse King was frantically sweeping through the crossbows and defensive fortifications on the city wall with all his might.

now.

On the other side, Feng Qingyue displayed her divine power, causing those green-robed demonic cultivators to cough up blood and fly backward in a sorry state.

In no time at all.

Apart from the Corpse King and the green-robed demonic cultivator who fled to the rear, all the demonic cultivators who entered the city had been killed by Ni Yongtang and his group, leaving corpses and remains scattered all over the ground.

Meanwhile, the Ni family members took the opportunity to quickly absorb the demonic flames and rapidly restore their combat strength.

As the overall battle situation gradually began to develop in favor of the Black Mountain Fortress.

Ni Kun's eagle-like gaze quickly swept across the entire battlefield.

Just one glance.

His anger and murderous intent surged to their peak like a volcanic eruption.

Yes, that's him right now.

A movie I had watched before time travel flashed through my mind—it was because that bastard Chen Yongren revealed the location of his family that a horrific tragedy occurred, causing everyone to perish.

Before arriving at the Montenegro Fortress.

After Ni Kun and his four companions killed the ambush of demonic cultivators, they learned everything from their communication jade tablets.

But just as he was about to make the decision to sacrifice his own family for the greater good.

"Whoosh!"

A deafening sonic boom, like a thunderclap, suddenly erupted.

Followed by.

Dark clouds rolled across the sky like raging waves, sweeping across the entire night.

next moment.

A terrifying figure, treading on the Nine Nether White Bone Claw, streaked across the sky at astonishing speed, arriving above everyone's heads in the blink of an eye.

That's right.

The newcomer was none other than Yan Chihen, the Tenth Hall Master!