Chapter 1565: Building a City Wall with Flesh and Blood

The one who sent the message to inquire was the Great Elder of the Yunluo Sacred Ground, Wang Lin.

Although there are many factions within the Yunluo Sacred Ground, especially the infighting between Great Elder Wang Lin and Third Elder Li Zhengqing.

But when facing the outside race, everyone knows what to do.

Therefore, hearing that the Barbarian race was attacking on a large scale, Wang Lin made a response for the first time, but when he opened the teleportation array, he found that the Iron Prison Pass's teleportation array could not be connected at all.

Hearing this, the Great Saint Elder of Wang Lin's faction had an ugly face.

"Reporting to the Great Elder, the teleportation array has been destroyed."

Hearing this, Wang Lin's face changed suddenly; the worst situation had happened.

Without the city-protecting great array, and now even the teleportation array is gone, the Iron Prison Pass is completely isolated.

Even if the Yunluo Sacred Ground wants to rescue, it cannot arrive at the first time.

Inside the array light curtain, Wang Lin looked at the four main-seat Elders with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice.

"One day, hold on for one day; this old man will definitely lead people to arrive."

"Yes."

To this, the four Great Saint Elders nodded heavily. At the moment, this is the only way, but wanting to hold on for a day in front of the million-strong Barbarian army is easier said than done.

Getting the reply, Wang Lin didn't talk nonsense, directly hung up the array, and at the same time, led a group of experts from the Yunluo Sacred Ground to rush to the city closest to the Iron Prison Pass through the teleportation array.

"Hope there is no Barbarian Emperor sitting in town."

On the other side, the four Great Saint Elders sighed; at the moment, this is all they can do.

Without a Barbarian Emperor sitting in town, they can still fight to the death; otherwise, they probably won't be able to hold on for even one night.

Immediately, the four led all the experts of the Sacred Ground to the city wall. At this time, the Barbarian army could be said to be at the city gates.

A line connecting the sky, looking far away, they are all Barbarian warriors, rushing like a tide.

And looking at their own side, without a city-protecting great array, this Iron Prison Pass city wall is like a joke in front of the Barbarian race, with no defensive capability at all.

The city wall might be strong in front of ordinary people, but in front of cultivators, it is as fragile as paper.

Only under the protection of the array formation can the city wall play its true role.

The first problem the Iron Prison Pass faces now is how to block the million-strong Barbarian army without an array formation.

The four Great Saint Elders stared at the rapidly approaching Barbarian army, and then, the leader shouted firmly.

"Leave the city."

Hearing this, all the cultivators around were stunned.

Leave the city? Is this to fight a decisive battle with the Barbarian race? Give up the advantage of the Iron Prison Pass?

All the cultivators were stunned; after all, the casualties of field battles are completely inestimable.

But this is also a way with no other way.

Without an array formation, even guarding the city wall is futile and has no meaning.

It would be better to fight directly out of the city and build a new city wall with one's own flesh and blood.

Before the Sacred Ground support arrives, use the flesh and blood of everyone present to turn into the Iron Prison Pass and block the advance of the Barbarian race.

"Leave the city."

Seeing everyone stunned in place, the Great Saint Elder who spoke just now roared again, his voice full of firmness.

This time, the cultivators didn't hesitate anymore.

Even though they all knew very well what fighting out of the city meant, they had no choice.

For a time, countless cultivators jumped off the city wall and came to the front of the Barbarian army.

Compared to the million-strong army of the Barbarian race, the human cultivators on the Iron Prison Pass side were only a hundred thousand, and the gap in numbers was very large.

In the past, relying on the sturdiness of Iron Prison Pass, they could have coped, but now, they have no protection from the strategic pass and can only face this million-strong barbarian army with their own flesh and blood.

The four Great Saint Elders of the Yunluo Sacred Ground, as well as a group of Sacred Ground experts, stood at the front of the team.

At this time, as Sacred Ground disciples, they should take the lead, so that they can boost morale.

"Senior Brother..."

In the crowd, it is not difficult to see that even Sacred Ground disciples couldn't help but reveal a look of horror in their eyes at this moment.

The long sword in their hands was gripped tightly, and some people's legs couldn't help but tremble.

Facing a million Barbarians, such a scene, for many young disciples, this was the first time; such shock made their hearts tremble.

Looking at the Junior Brother beside him with a pale face and forehead covered in cold sweat, a direct disciple of the Yunluo Sacred Ground pretended to be calm.

"Rest assured, as long as we hold on through tonight, the Sacred Ground's support will arrive. Follow me later, Senior Brother will protect you."

"Good."

Perhaps it was the Senior Brother's calmness that made the Junior Brother feel better.

It's just that he didn't know that even as a direct disciple, the Senior Brother was also a bit terrified in his heart.

Moreover, in front of a million Barbarian army, what is the probability of holding on for one night? Even if successful, how many people can luckily survive?

"No matter what, we cannot let these barbarians cross the Iron Prison Pass."

Shaking his head, throwing all distracting thoughts out of his mind, his eyes gradually became firm.

Now that things have come to this, there is only one battle.

The Barbarian army kept approaching, and the heavy footsteps and roars like war songs were like heavy hammers, hitting everyone's heart hard.

Every time, everyone's heart sank involuntarily.