Li Tiancheng.
Different from the prosperity of the past, Litian City at this time is devastated, with ruins and ruins everywhere.
Most of the tall wall outside the city has collapsed, and countless undead soldiers are running rampant in the city.
There were corpses everywhere in the streets and alleys.
Rivers of blood flowed, and the whole city was like hell.
Northwest Spiritual Academy.
This is the last piece of pure land left in Tiancheng.
In addition to the students from the Spiritual Academy, they also took in a large number of refugees in the city.
Under the protection of the Northwest Spiritual Academy's defensive formation, it could barely hold on and was not broken by the Necrons.
However, under the powerful offensive of the Necrons for three consecutive days, the defensive formation began to shake and was obviously no longer stable.
I'm afraid I can't hold on much longer.
"Dean, we can only last for half a day at most. If we can't wait for reinforcements, I'm afraid we will all die here."
Elder Qiu, the chief elder of the sword hall, was blowing his gray beard, and his old face showed fatigue.
Standing opposite Elder Qiu was an imposing middle-aged man, who seemed to be one with heaven and earth in his movements.
He is Xiao Rufeng, the dean of the Northwest Spiritual Academy who has never even met Mu Yu.
When Li Tiancheng was in trouble, he returned to the Northwest Spiritual Academy and led many masters in Litian City to fight tenaciously against the undead army.
Without him, the Northwest Spiritual Academy would have fallen long ago and would not have been able to survive until now.
Xiao Rufeng put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky, looking a little lonely and helpless.
The nearly 10,000-year history of the Northwest Spiritual Academy was finally ruined in his hands.
"I understand, please call those old guys over."
Xiao Rufeng sighed.
"yes."
Soon, Elder Qiu called Gong Yeming and other hall leaders and elders over.
"Dean."
"You are here."
Xiao Rufeng turned his head, looked at them, and said, "How many years have you been in the Spiritual Academy?"
"How can I count this clearly? I only know that the Northwest Spiritual Academy is my home. I, Gong Yeming, will protect the Spiritual Academy even if I die."
Gong Yeming's eyes were firm and he spoke vigorously.
The others also nodded, and Gong Yeming expressed what they were thinking.
Xiao Rufeng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Do you know what the foundation of our Northwest Spiritual Academy is?"
Everyone looked startled.
Xiao Rufeng smiled and said, "They are our students. They are the treasures of our Northwest Spiritual Academy. They are the real foundation of our Spiritual Academy and the hope for the future of Northwest Spiritual Academy."
"So, at this moment when the catastrophe is approaching, it's time for us old guys to make some contributions to our foundation."
At this point, everyone understood.
"I, Gong Yeming, am willing to sacrifice my life."
"I, Qiu Jiruo, am also willing."
For a moment, everyone made a unanimous decision.
There is no hesitation or regret.
As if dying generously was a trivial matter.
Rumble.
At this time, violent shaking sounds rolled in like thunder.
The entire Northwest Spiritual Academy trembled violently like an earthquake.
The defensive formation of the Northwest Spiritual Academy was breached by the Necromancer army at this moment.
"Let's go and complete our mission."
Xiao Rufeng smiled calmly, rose into the air, and rushed out of the spiritual courtyard.
Gong Yeming, Elder Qiuqiu and others also followed closely behind.
Above the vast sky, dozens of figures with shocking aura passed through the sky with such majestic momentum that they immediately attracted the attention of all the students of the Northwest Spiritual Academy.