In the distance, a long golden dragon is rushing towards this side. It is the remaining soldiers of the Mad Lion Legion.
When there was a grand banquet in the city lord's palace, Kumu alone held his waist badge and welcomed all Wu Xuan's troops and horses into the city.
In the city lord's mansion, Wu Xuan and the others had drunk a lot of wine, but they were not drunk at all. On the opposite side, the generals from the Immortal City were a little drowsy.
"Haha, a bunch of wine bags and rice bags are asking you to hold on to the city, so why not just give them to others.
Someone is coming..."
Wu Xuan waved his hand, and the two ghost kings next to him stood up, and a bundle of black and white ropes appeared in each ghost king's hand.
"Hey, two generals, what are you doing with the soul-locking rope?"
Among them, the most powerful ghost king in the Immortal City saw Wu Xuan taking out the black and white rope and immediately became cautious.
"do what?
Of course I'm here to serve you."
The Ghost King holding the soul-locking rope snorted coldly, then waved his hand, and the rope flew out.
"Hmph, it's not that easy to tie me up."
When the old man saw the soul-locking rope flying toward him, he immediately snorted coldly, stamped his feet on the ground, and his body bounced directly upwards.
In the past, with the old ghost king's late-stage cultivation, he could rush out of the city lord's mansion and fly high into the sky outside.
But now, he only bounced up to a height of more than ten meters, and then fell from the sky like a cannonball, falling onto his back.
"Boom..."
The old man fell to the ground, knocking over a table and chairs, and woke up the ghost kings who were originally drowsy.
"Protect the city lord..."
I don't know who shouted, and dozens of immortal city soldiers quickly activated their ghost energy.
But as soon as they got lucky, they found that their whole bodies were limp and powerless, and the ghostly aura seemed to have disappeared, with only a faint layer left.
"The wine is poisonous..."
The city lord stepped back in panic, and at the same time kicked the wine bottle on the table away.
"Haha, you are right, this wine is poisonous.
But you're curious, aren't you?
Why did I drink the same drink as you, but we got along well?"
Wu Xuan found a folding fan from somewhere and started to fan it slowly.
"Why, tell me why?
I treat you well, why do you treat me like this?"
The Lord of the Immortal City stared angrily, his eyes seeming to spit out fire.
"No reason, because we are enemies, and we must do whatever it takes to deal with our enemies."
Wu Xuan stood with his hands behind his hands. Under his long fiery red hair, his slightly closed eyes looked at him tightly like a poisonous snake.
"enemy?
You've planned it a long time ago, right? But I don't understand when you poisoned it?"
The Lord of the Immortal City sat above him, adjusting his breath while trying to delay as much time as possible, waiting for the effects of the medicine to wear off.
"A dying person doesn't need to know so much!"
Wu Xuan waved his hand, and a rope flew out of his hand and flew directly towards the city lord.
"Hmph, it's not that easy to catch me."
Seeing the rope flying towards him, the city lord's face turned cold. He stretched out his hand and patted his city lord's throne. He heard a click, and a ghost head pattern appeared above the city lord's throne.
As soon as the rope flew below the ghost head pattern, it fell softly to the ground as if its strength had been drained.
"Soul-absorbing beads?"
Seeing this scene, Wu Xuan was shocked, and then he quickly grabbed the city lord.
But as soon as he approached the city lord's position, the ghost head suddenly opened his mouth and bit him directly.
Feeling the power coming from the ghost head pattern, Wu Xuan's face looked better. Then he moved his body, and a vast soul power surged out, turned into a spear, and directly hit the ghost head pattern.
"Click..."
With a crisp sound, the ghost head pattern instantly broke into countless pieces.
"The peak of the Ghost King?"
Seeing the overwhelming soul power in Wu Xuan's body, everyone in the Immortal City couldn't help but be a little frightened.
"General, if you want the city to die, just say so and I will give it away. Why do you need to play this game?
Our main enemies now are the evildoers in Besieged City. If we kill each other, we will probably make the soldiers in Besieged City laugh."
The Lord of the Immortal City is still holding on to a bit of luck. In order to buy himself some time, he now has to say something nice.
"attacking each other?
Haha, I think you’re overthinking it?”
Wu Xuan waved his hand at the rope on the ground, and the rope flew up, and he caught it in his hand.
At this moment, Kumu walked in from outside. He just glanced at the Lord of the Immortal City, and then raised his hand to Wu Xuan.
"Sir, all the sergeants have entered the city. The teams from all sides have been controlled. No one resists."
Hearing such words, the ghost kings in the Immortal City suddenly turned pale. Was all their hard work in vain?
"Ku Mu, I'm going to kill you, you traitor, I'm going to kill you."
The city lord stood up holding the seat and shouted at the dead wood.
"Deadwood, why do you do this?
What benefits did they give you and you want to betray us?"
A bunch of ghost kings looked at Dead Wood, waiting for him to give an explanation.
Wu Xuan next to him crossed his chest with his hands and looked at this scene dramatically, as if he was enjoying it.
"Explain, what is there to explain?
I have long been loyal to Mr. Wuxuan of the trapped city. When I came to your immortal city, it was Taoist Xiao who set up the trap.
Haha, how about it, isn’t it fun?”
Seeing that the few ghost kings who were showing off their power at that time were about to become prisoners, Kumu felt much more balanced in his heart.
"It turned out to be a trap to trap the city, we..."
Several ghost kings immediately stopped talking, and several black and white ropes flew out, shuttling back and forth between them, connecting them together from time to time.
"Take stock of the trophies, dead wood. This time you have done the most good, and I will be rewarded with a big reward."
Wu Xuan sat on the city leader's seat and said excitedly.
"Thank you, sir. This is a good plan from the Taoist priest. I'm just following orders."
Kumu stepped forward and clasped his fists. At this time, the black robe on the opponent's body had been replaced by a white robe, which also meant that his rights had increased.
Three types of clothes, black, white and red, were designed by Xiao Yu to allow the ghost kings to divide their rights according to their merits.
The Immortal City was captured, with a force of 150,000 troops and horses, most of which were young soldiers with strong combat capabilities.
Xiao Yu, who was far away near Wucheng, had also received the news, but now he couldn't get excited anymore. What he wanted was how to enter Wucheng to save his grandfather.
A day passed in the blink of an eye, and the border information had not been sent back, but Xiao Yu and the others finally arrived with the person they were waiting to see.
It was a relatively muscular young man with short black hair, carrying a spear on his back, and riding an ordinary spirit beast.
As soon as the other party came back, the old woman explained the purpose of Wu Xuan's visit, but was rejected by the other party.
"You two, there are rules for doing business. If you break the rules, there is no fairness in Wucheng, so I can't help but obey."
The other party's rejection was categorical, as if there was no discussion at all.
"This little brother, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Xiao Yu cupped his hand in front of the other party and made a gesture of invitation.
