Chapter 7326 The Last Fortress
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Qian Li Mu Chen
Chapter 7326 The Last Fortress
"The people here are obviously not from the same place. Besides the city of pain, are there other primitive cities?"
Ling Xiao asked.
It is not easy for the other party to find out the clues while setting up the formation and talking at the same time.
"Your Excellency is indeed a martial artist from Yuancheng City, and you don't even wear a uniform. Could it be that you are a newcomer?"
Yu Biao said: "Since that's the case, it's easy to handle, why don't we work together to break down the last fortress of this city, and then share the good things together.
There is something called the heart of the world in this city.
It can make the inner world of a warrior grow into a small world quickly. "
Oh?
Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, he really had to be dozed off to be given a pillow.
It's interesting that there is such a thing as the heart of the world.
Just as he was thinking, more people gathered around.
There are many people, there are thousands of people.
But Ling Xiao took a look at it, and found that they were basically warriors below the eighth-level god general.
The strongest one is nothing more than an eighth-level god king.
He can handle it.
And it's not that hard.
"Yu Biao, what happened, can I come here?"
A voice shouted.
"Wu Peng, here comes a master. I don't know his identity yet. He killed our people."
Yu Biao turned around and said.
The person who yelled was none other than an eighth-level god-king cultivator.
Wu Peng glanced at Ling Xiao, and found that he was just a waste of a sixth-level realm king.
Then he dismissed it.
Just before, Ling Xiao asked Yuanzun to help himself the cultivation of the heavenly magic clothes.
From the sixth-level god king to the sixth-level world king.
It has been a long time, and many people can have such an improvement, so, it will not attract the attention of the gods.
Moreover, if he has been stagnant at the sixth level of the god king, and he is still so good at fighting, it will definitely arouse more people's doubts.
The gods are not fools either.
There is always a need to improve and make this panic a little more real.
"Whoever he is, anyone who dares to kill us deserves to die! Kill!"
Wu Peng is much more straightforward than Yu Biao, because his cultivation base is much higher than Yu Biao.
After hearing Wu Peng's words, everyone immediately took out their weapons and faced Ling Xiao.
The opponent is alone.
They are not afraid at all.
At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly smiled.
Although it was a smile, there was a gloomy chill in the smile.
"Although the strong are respected! But what I hate the most is bullying the weak.
You guys, go to hell.
The holy pattern strengthens the plague bone array! "
The power of the Plague Bone Formation is not weak at all, and it is now strengthened by the Saint Rune Technique.
That is even more terrifying.
"what……"
A shrill scream pierced the silent night sky in an instant.
And not just one.
At the same time, there were hundreds of warriors whose bodies were rapidly corroded by the terrifying plague infection.
That kind of pain, they once let the people here taste it, and now, it's their turn.
The next moment, Ling Xiao's figure disappeared.
A figure was directly blasted into the air and turned into debris.
The screams came one after another.
The plague bone array plus Ling Xiao's own surprise attack.
It became a one-sided killing.
Thousands of people, facing one person, turned out to be so helpless.
In a blink of an eye, thousands of people were basically dead.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Biao slipped away from the beginning.
Ling Xiao didn't bother to chase after them. Anyway, they were going in the same direction. Sooner or later, they would all be killed.
At this time, Wu Peng was trampled under by Ling Xiao, his face was ferocious, his body was plagued by plague, and he was in great pain.
"How many people are there in your five primitive cities?"
Ling Xiao asked coldly.
The other party didn't have time to refuse, so he felt in a trance and said everything that should be said.
"It adds up to at least [-]!"
"How's the strength?"
"Six eighth-level god emperors, as for eighth-level god kings, there are hundreds of them..."
Ling Xiao's eyes were cold.
Such strength is indeed powerful.
No wonder the Aboriginal people couldn't hold on.
Han Lei and Ying Ni are only eighth-level god generals, and even if they have the combat power of an eighth-level god king, it is useless.
"What's the situation in the City Lord's Mansion now?"
The City Lord's Mansion is the last bastion of this city.
"The defense is good. We lost a lot of people, but it is estimated that we will be able to win the next attack."
A cold light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and went straight through the air.
Like the wind and lightning.
As for Wu Peng, he had been completely swallowed by the plague, and his whole body gradually turned into dry bones.
Anyone Ling Xiao wanted to kill would never be let go.
This time, no exception.
The night seemed to be drawing to a close.
But for the people in the City Lord's Mansion, it was a torment.
After repeated attacks, the City Lord's Mansion has reached its limit.
Although the owner of this city spent a lot of effort when building the City Lord's Mansion.
Even arranged some simple formations.
But it still couldn't stop the onslaught of the five primitive cities and more than 5 strong men.
Although they resisted desperately.
But now, everyone has injuries, everyone is in a mess, and their eyes are full of pain and despair.
They are tenacious.
I don't know how many times I have repelled the enemy's attack.
The enemy's corpses were about to block the city gate.
There are probably thousands of people.
Here, there are eighth-level god kings and eighth-level god emperors who died!
For the five primitive cities, this kind of loss is really too great.
They are very upset.
So once the City Lord's Mansion is breached, they will not leave anyone behind.
Including those people from the Dark City.
"what……"
A scream sounded on the courtyard wall of the City Lord's Mansion.
Another person who tried to sneak into the City Lord's Mansion was killed.
The one who did it was charming.
The woman seemed quiet and vulnerable.
However, in this battle to defend the City Lord's Mansion, they have made outstanding achievements repeatedly.
All the aborigines looked at her and Han Lei with admiration and admiration in their eyes.
Not to mention gratitude.
It also comes from the underworld, why is it so different from person to person.
If it weren't for the help of these two people and the cooperation of the city lord, I am afraid that the city lord's mansion has already been breached.
There have been many gaps in the city wall of the City Lord's Mansion.
Complete compensation is impossible.
The next attack from the other party may be the end of the City Lord's Mansion.
Everyone knows it.
The enemy's strength is too strong, there are too many people, and they are menacing, there is no way for them to resist.
I didn't even think about retreating.
"Yi Ni, not bad, you actually killed one more than me!"
Han Lei was covered in blood and was very tired, but there was still a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
"You two go to rest, next, I will guard!"
Fu Bing came over.
He is a stronger existence than Han Lei and Ying Ni.
But even so, the strength and number of enemies is beyond imagination.
The cunning Fu Bing was also covered in wounds, even one arm was missing.
"Your arm is to protect me!"
Han Lei looked at Fu Bing, lowered her head, a little guilty.
"It's just an arm. After this battle is over, it can be regenerated."
Fu Bing didn't care.
For a strong man of his level, it is easy to grow arms.
"Everyone, go and rest. Tonight, I'm afraid there will be the most tragic battle."
The city lord of the city looked at the three of them.
(End of this chapter)
"The people here are obviously not from the same place. Besides the city of pain, are there other primitive cities?"
Ling Xiao asked.
It is not easy for the other party to find out the clues while setting up the formation and talking at the same time.
"Your Excellency is indeed a martial artist from Yuancheng City, and you don't even wear a uniform. Could it be that you are a newcomer?"
Yu Biao said: "Since that's the case, it's easy to handle, why don't we work together to break down the last fortress of this city, and then share the good things together.
There is something called the heart of the world in this city.
It can make the inner world of a warrior grow into a small world quickly. "
Oh?
Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, he really had to be dozed off to be given a pillow.
It's interesting that there is such a thing as the heart of the world.
Just as he was thinking, more people gathered around.
There are many people, there are thousands of people.
But Ling Xiao took a look at it, and found that they were basically warriors below the eighth-level god general.
The strongest one is nothing more than an eighth-level god king.
He can handle it.
And it's not that hard.
"Yu Biao, what happened, can I come here?"
A voice shouted.
"Wu Peng, here comes a master. I don't know his identity yet. He killed our people."
Yu Biao turned around and said.
The person who yelled was none other than an eighth-level god-king cultivator.
Wu Peng glanced at Ling Xiao, and found that he was just a waste of a sixth-level realm king.
Then he dismissed it.
Just before, Ling Xiao asked Yuanzun to help himself the cultivation of the heavenly magic clothes.
From the sixth-level god king to the sixth-level world king.
It has been a long time, and many people can have such an improvement, so, it will not attract the attention of the gods.
Moreover, if he has been stagnant at the sixth level of the god king, and he is still so good at fighting, it will definitely arouse more people's doubts.
The gods are not fools either.
There is always a need to improve and make this panic a little more real.
"Whoever he is, anyone who dares to kill us deserves to die! Kill!"
Wu Peng is much more straightforward than Yu Biao, because his cultivation base is much higher than Yu Biao.
After hearing Wu Peng's words, everyone immediately took out their weapons and faced Ling Xiao.
The opponent is alone.
They are not afraid at all.
At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly smiled.
Although it was a smile, there was a gloomy chill in the smile.
"Although the strong are respected! But what I hate the most is bullying the weak.
You guys, go to hell.
The holy pattern strengthens the plague bone array! "
The power of the Plague Bone Formation is not weak at all, and it is now strengthened by the Saint Rune Technique.
That is even more terrifying.
"what……"
A shrill scream pierced the silent night sky in an instant.
And not just one.
At the same time, there were hundreds of warriors whose bodies were rapidly corroded by the terrifying plague infection.
That kind of pain, they once let the people here taste it, and now, it's their turn.
The next moment, Ling Xiao's figure disappeared.
A figure was directly blasted into the air and turned into debris.
The screams came one after another.
The plague bone array plus Ling Xiao's own surprise attack.
It became a one-sided killing.
Thousands of people, facing one person, turned out to be so helpless.
In a blink of an eye, thousands of people were basically dead.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Biao slipped away from the beginning.
Ling Xiao didn't bother to chase after them. Anyway, they were going in the same direction. Sooner or later, they would all be killed.
At this time, Wu Peng was trampled under by Ling Xiao, his face was ferocious, his body was plagued by plague, and he was in great pain.
"How many people are there in your five primitive cities?"
Ling Xiao asked coldly.
The other party didn't have time to refuse, so he felt in a trance and said everything that should be said.
"It adds up to at least [-]!"
"How's the strength?"
"Six eighth-level god emperors, as for eighth-level god kings, there are hundreds of them..."
Ling Xiao's eyes were cold.
Such strength is indeed powerful.
No wonder the Aboriginal people couldn't hold on.
Han Lei and Ying Ni are only eighth-level god generals, and even if they have the combat power of an eighth-level god king, it is useless.
"What's the situation in the City Lord's Mansion now?"
The City Lord's Mansion is the last bastion of this city.
"The defense is good. We lost a lot of people, but it is estimated that we will be able to win the next attack."
A cold light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and went straight through the air.
Like the wind and lightning.
As for Wu Peng, he had been completely swallowed by the plague, and his whole body gradually turned into dry bones.
Anyone Ling Xiao wanted to kill would never be let go.
This time, no exception.
The night seemed to be drawing to a close.
But for the people in the City Lord's Mansion, it was a torment.
After repeated attacks, the City Lord's Mansion has reached its limit.
Although the owner of this city spent a lot of effort when building the City Lord's Mansion.
Even arranged some simple formations.
But it still couldn't stop the onslaught of the five primitive cities and more than 5 strong men.
Although they resisted desperately.
But now, everyone has injuries, everyone is in a mess, and their eyes are full of pain and despair.
They are tenacious.
I don't know how many times I have repelled the enemy's attack.
The enemy's corpses were about to block the city gate.
There are probably thousands of people.
Here, there are eighth-level god kings and eighth-level god emperors who died!
For the five primitive cities, this kind of loss is really too great.
They are very upset.
So once the City Lord's Mansion is breached, they will not leave anyone behind.
Including those people from the Dark City.
"what……"
A scream sounded on the courtyard wall of the City Lord's Mansion.
Another person who tried to sneak into the City Lord's Mansion was killed.
The one who did it was charming.
The woman seemed quiet and vulnerable.
However, in this battle to defend the City Lord's Mansion, they have made outstanding achievements repeatedly.
All the aborigines looked at her and Han Lei with admiration and admiration in their eyes.
Not to mention gratitude.
It also comes from the underworld, why is it so different from person to person.
If it weren't for the help of these two people and the cooperation of the city lord, I am afraid that the city lord's mansion has already been breached.
There have been many gaps in the city wall of the City Lord's Mansion.
Complete compensation is impossible.
The next attack from the other party may be the end of the City Lord's Mansion.
Everyone knows it.
The enemy's strength is too strong, there are too many people, and they are menacing, there is no way for them to resist.
I didn't even think about retreating.
"Yi Ni, not bad, you actually killed one more than me!"
Han Lei was covered in blood and was very tired, but there was still a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
"You two go to rest, next, I will guard!"
Fu Bing came over.
He is a stronger existence than Han Lei and Ying Ni.
But even so, the strength and number of enemies is beyond imagination.
The cunning Fu Bing was also covered in wounds, even one arm was missing.
"Your arm is to protect me!"
Han Lei looked at Fu Bing, lowered her head, a little guilty.
"It's just an arm. After this battle is over, it can be regenerated."
Fu Bing didn't care.
For a strong man of his level, it is easy to grow arms.
"Everyone, go and rest. Tonight, I'm afraid there will be the most tragic battle."
The city lord of the city looked at the three of them.
(End of this chapter)
