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The first thousand and sixty-six chapters of the king of cloth

Their originally desperate pupils emitted a rich light of hope. Looking at Jian Fengyun who was meditating, they seemed to see the hope of life.

Jian Fengyun slowly opened his eyes. He did not look at the cheers behind him. His eyes swept to the four figures that still existed outside the city.

Four Demigod Realm Demon Shadows and Xiahou Tian who escaped this bombardment.

Compared with the intact Xiahou Tian, ​​the four demigod realm demon shadows were a little miserable. The demon armor on their bodies was seriously damaged, and even the lingering demonic energy disappeared.

Obviously, the power of the bombing of more than three thousand imperial destruction pills was not severely damaged, but it was inevitable that they would suffer minor injuries.

"Jian Fengyun, you deserve to die, you deserve to die."

The four demon shadows then reacted, and a roar came from their mouths.

Before the warriors in Wanbao City could pass the surprise, four huge attacks had already descended on the city-shadow formation of Wanbao City.

Boom!

Under the shocking loud noise, Wanbao City trembled three times again. Countless warriors were severely injured by the body in the next second and died tragically.

"Kill, spare no effort, kill me."

Xiahou Tian was obviously angry too. He brought so many powerful men from thousands of races. Not to mention that he could take them all back, at least 50% of them back. However, now, let alone 50% of them in front of him, even a complete beast from thousands of races cannot be found.

If he goes back like this, even if he conquers Wanbao City, he will probably be blamed.

With anger at the heart, Xiahou Tian also took action. The rolling metal law power in his hand mixed with the surging demonic energy turned into a pillar of light and stormed onto the city-sharing formation of Wanbao City.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Xiahou Tian's cultivation level was obviously much stronger than the four demigod realm demon shadows. Under the bombardment of the light pillar, a crack appeared in the Wanbao City City Moat Array, which had not been broken for a long time.

"Everyone should defend with all their strength, never..."

In the city, a strong man from Wanbao Tower roared loudly, just about to say that they must not break through the formation of Wanbao City.

However, before he finished speaking, the city-mopping formation above his head was broken by attack. A magic light swept over and cut him into two pieces on the spot, spilling his intestines and flesh all over the ground, which was very shocking.

"I originally wanted to take you down slowly, but I didn't expect that you would be so eager to die, so I will fulfill your wishes."

Xiahou Tian had already attacked in the sky above Wanbao City, and the roaring Wanbao Tower powerful man was killed by him.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

He waved his hand again, and all the warriors near his body were killed, turning into blood mist, and there was no time to scream.

The tragic scene instantly brought the surprise warriors to their senses.

"You all deserve to die, deserve to die."

Four demigod realm demon shadows also rushed in, and the entire Wanbao City's city protection formation was disintegrated, and everyone in Wanbao City was exposed to the eyes of these five killing gods.

When the four demigod realm demon shadows stepped out, hundreds of warriors were directly shocked and killed, and there was no time to react, let alone resist.

The gap between the Demigod Realm and ordinary warriors is too big. Even if the powerful people in the Emperor Realm rushed up, they could not survive with one move and were directly injured and then killed.

This is like a sudden penetration of an ant's cave. No matter how many ants are, they will be swallowed by all the ant's.

Compared with ants and ant eaters, the people in Wanbao City are not even counting ants against these five enemies in the Demigod Realm, because the pressure of the Demigod Realm is enough to shock and kill all the warriors under the Spiritual Sacred Realm.

"Brother, don't die!"

"I'll fight you!"

"Brother, don't-"

"Beasts, you five beasts, you will be punished by God..."

In a blink of an eye, Wanbao City turned into a hell on earth, and blood flowed into a river. Even if it was a disciple of Fengyun Sect, he could only hold a group to keep warm and retreat continuously to gain a glimmer of hope.

Those who reacted later were buried under the four demigod realm demon shadows and Xiahou Tian.

The strong killing is often wiped out in one thought, so Wanbao City seems to have many people, but at this moment, no matter how many people there are, it will only leave a wisp of blood.

"It's over, Wanbao City is over, and God can't save us."

"I'm leaving."

Countless warriors roared in grief and anger, and the older generation of strong men even lamented despair. Seeing their relatives and friends turning into part of the sea of ​​blood ahead, everyone seemed to have seen the scene of their death, just like the people who died in front of them.

When death comes from you, despair will definitely come ahead of time. Just as everyone is immersed in despair, Jian Fengyun on the city tower not far away, his eyes lit up because what he wants to see appears.

I saw an old man wearing iron armor holding an iron spear standing straight above Wanbao City.

No one saw clearly how he appeared. Everyone was infected by the momentum on his body. Looking at him, he seemed to see the gods guarding the human race.

"Today's misfortune is Wanbaolou, I'm sorry to everyone in the city. I apologize to you on behalf of Wanbaolou."

The old man wearing iron armor had white hair, and except for his pair of dry eyes that had some charm, he could hardly tell that he was a living person.

"Gourmet to the common God King!"

At this moment, all the warriors in Wanbaolou, as well as worshippers, etc., spoke at the same time, and said incredibly respectful.

"You don't have to call me the God King. After today, the clone I left in the lower realm will disappear. My body is already in my twilight years, and I am surviving in the lower realm. Today, I will do my last little effort on behalf of Wanbao Tower to ensure the peace of Wanbao City!"

The old man in iron armor did not speak, but the old voice spread throughout the city.

"The God King of Common Clothes!" When many powerful men from Wanbao Tower heard this, their eyes turned red and they shouted.

These powerful people from Wanbao Tower are all people who grew up listening to the legend of the Buqi God King. The founder of Wanbao Tower has been around forever and is also the biggest trump card of Wanbao Tower. The Buqi God King is an existence that swept the world and broke through to become a god before several eras.

The common God King turned around, and his old figure walked towards the front of Wanbao City.

As the founder of Wanbaolou, the common God King stayed in the lower realm, his cultivation level was only in the demigod realm, because the lower realm could only accommodate the strongest demigod realm existence.

However, his combat power can reach a level comparable to that of the divine realm in a short period of time. Even if it is a clone, even in his twilight years, this clone still has everything the God King should have. The God King has the divine power and momentum of the God King, and he will not look back. This battle is his mission to stay in the lower realm.
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