Outside Qianlong City.
Countless figures gathered on the battlefield.
Some of them are soldiers from Qianlong City.
Some are students and teachers from Qianlong Academy.
Their eyes are looking far ahead.
Ahead is a densely packed army of all races.
Sand and dust filled the air, confusing the view.
Wang Shi and others stood in the void, and the four Grand Sun Grandmasters from Qianlong Academy and several Grand Sun Grandmasters from Qianlong City stood there quietly.
They were also looking at each other, waiting.
Suddenly, there was a slight vibration on the ground.
At this moment, Song Xing's eyes suddenly condensed.
Give a loud shout.
"kill!"
As Song Xing's voice sounded, the soldiers from both Qianlong Academy and Qianlong City burst out with their own cultivation.
The power of Qi and blood, spiritual energy, and the power of the master.
Three different energies emerge between heaven and earth like a chain of energy.
Kill forward.
On top of the city wall, a veteran smiled ferociously.
Holding a flag in his hand, the moment he saw the densely packed army of all races.
The veteran's hands holding the flag fell instantly.
"fire!"
Boom boom boom!!!
Fifty energy cannons burst out, carrying violent power, and exploded suddenly.
DONG DONG DONG!!!
Cannonballs filled with violent power landed in the midst of the army of all races in an instant.
Brilliant fireworks rose up instantly.
The expressions of the powerful feudal princes from all races changed slightly.
One of the feudal lords from the ghost clan snorted coldly.
"Take action and keep these energy cannons away from the army. Otherwise, we will be completely eliminated by these energy cannons before we even reach the city wall."
Several other feudal lords nodded.
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Although, the energy of the energy cannon is extremely terrifying, with fifty energy cannons gathered together, even the feudal princes would not dare to resist.
But the cannon is dead and the people are alive.
Since they can't resist forcefully, then change their course.
The feudal prince of the ghost clan took action instantly, and the ghost aura filled the sky. The dark ghost aura instantly covered the entire battlefield.
At this moment, the battlefield seemed to have turned into a dark ghostland.
"Hmph! I'm a member of the ghost clan. Come and die for me!"
A feudal lord from Qianlong City took action instantly.
With the sword in hand, surging sword energy burst out in an instant.
With extremely domineering power, he wanted to completely eliminate the ghost energy that filled the sky.
Rumble!!!
The sword energy struck the ground, cutting a ferocious crack into the ground.
And those ghostly auras that filled the sky were directly melted under the influence of the sword aura.
The ghost clan prince frowned slightly, and just when he was about to continue taking action, he heard a strange laughter that echoed between heaven and earth.
"Jie Jie Jie, Qianlong City, I haven't been back for a long time!"
A sharp sound came from between heaven and earth.
All he saw was a figure made entirely of ghost energy, slowly appearing between heaven and earth.
There is power enough to shake the heaven and earth in his movements, permeating that figure.
The moment he saw this person, the ghost clan's feudal prince's face lit up with joy.
"Lord Ghost King!"
This person is clearly a powerful king from the ghost clan.
On the contrary, when the human race saw the Ghost King, their expressions changed wildly.
"How is it possible! How could all the tribes send out four kings?"
A human race prince had an extremely expression on his face
It's ugly.
Qianlong City, among the twelve main cities, can only be regarded as a mid-level city. Even the only one in charge is the Qianlong King.
The powerful kings of all races are not a big deal. Even for the three races, the powerful kings are extremely rare, let alone other races.
And now, four kings have appeared in Qianlong City!
Above the nine heavens, the Holy Spear King and the Hidden Dragon King, who were still entangled with the three feudal kings, obviously felt the presence of the Ghost King.
His face suddenly changed wildly.
"How can it be!"
The Holy Spear King exclaimed.
I didn't pay attention for a moment, and was directly bitten by the crocodile clan king, and forcefully bit off the arm of the Holy Spear King.
Drops of cold sweat flowed from the Holy Spear King's forehead.
However, the arm that was bitten off quickly grew back in an instant.
At the level of a powerful king, one can already easily repair injuries.
Although it requires some consumption of essence, it can still be easily accomplished by those who are powerful enough to be crowned kings.
The Holy Spear King gritted his teeth and looked at the two kings in front of him fiercely.
With his strength, it is not easy to entangle two feudal kings.
Not to mention, attract the ghost king over.
The same goes for Qianlong King.
The King of Purgatory is the first or third step of becoming a king of the demon clan, and it is no joke.
During the confrontation between the two, the Purgatory King actually had a tendency to suppress the Hidden Dragon King.
"Damn it, if no one stopped this Ghost King, Qianlong City would have completely fallen."
The Holy Spear King's face was extremely ugly. He looked at the Qianlong King and wanted to ask.
However, the Qianlong King was just extremely calm, as if he had never seen the existence of the Ghost King.
The Ghost King stood proudly between heaven and earth, and some strong men from the human race showed a trace of fear from the bottom of their hearts when they saw the Ghost King.
Make the king!
Another crowned king!
Their hearts were gradually occupied by fear.
The Ghost King seemed to enjoy the fear of all living beings, with a look of obsession on his face.
“What a beautiful sentiment!”
"It's a pity that it has to end!"
The Ghost King gave a strange laugh and was just about to take action.
An old voice sounded from the depths of Qianlong City.
"Ghost King? Are you the guy who beat the shit out of Xiao Zhao back then?"
The Ghost King's expression condensed, and he suddenly looked in the direction of Qianlong Academy.
"who!"
When he heard this voice, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
This voice was extremely familiar to him, but he just couldn't remember when he heard it.
moment.
An old figure walked through the void, step by step, towards the city wall.
The old man was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and holding a dragon-headed cane in his hand.
He held his other hand behind his back, walking slowly like a rickety old man.
All the teachers and students of Qianlong Academy were overjoyed the moment they saw the old man.
"Mr. Xuan!"
They obviously did not expect that Mr. Xuan would walk out at this time.
"But didn't Mr. Xuan lose all his cultivation back then?"
Someone said doubtfully.
At this time, Mr. Xuan had already walked outside the city wall.
He looked around and smiled.
"It's been a long time since I went to the battlefield, but it's still as lively as ever!"
After the words fell, Mr. Xuan's figure straightened up, with a smile on his lips.
"Formal introduction, Qianlong Academy Twelve Sequences"
"Xuan Mingzi, title. Xuan!"
This chapter has been completed!