Huh?! King Zhou Ling frowned and couldn't help but stare into the depths of the imperial city. Is there another secret?
Why did Zhou Lingxue appear here!
How could you just shout and run away?!
"The fun has just begun, don't leave in a hurry! An old friend of yours has carefully prepared a gift for you! What I said before is still valid. Those who enter the city to receive the award will be rewarded! Those who disobey and cause trouble will be punished! I will award the award at the imperial palace.
Waiting for you!"
Zhou Wenwu left these words and drove the flying tigers and ferocious beasts waiting on the city wall to quickly evacuate towards the palace. The remaining imperial guards escorted him one after another and evacuated at full speed.
"Why do I have an ominous premonition?" Titan and other generals all felt strangely awkward. They have been on the battlefield for a long time and are the most sensitive to these things. At least from the time they arrived until now, it is not at all as smooth as expected, stumbling, weird and difficult to distinguish.
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Humph! Mutuwa snorted heavily, rushed into the violent energy wave, gritted his teeth and roared, and grabbed the blood sword. But at this moment, the surging blood energy swept through his body, accompanied by an extremely strong feeling.
Emotional fluctuations rushed into his mind from the bloody sword.
Is it a reminder? Or a warning!
Mutuwa felt it a little, and his whole face changed drastically.
"Afraid of him! Before absolute strength, all tricks are a joke! Kill!!" Huo Sheng didn't care about the tricks at all. He roared loudly, raised his arms and shouted: "The curse of the devil soul - the anger of the sky and the resentment of mankind!"
Buzz!
The violent resentment spread out in all directions like a sea of gray clouds. As Huo Sheng waved his arms violently, the churning resentment gathered from high in the sky, and even arrogantly gathered into giant crows, flapping their wings for thousands of meters.
Covering the sky and covering the sun, the evil spirit is strong and extremely shocking.
"Sink in the illusion of eternal disaster!"
Huo Sheng's round arms pushed forward violently, and the 'Resentful' gray crow in the sky suddenly let out a silent scream and swooped up, followed closely by the mighty gray aura. The whole scene was like water flooding the golden mountain.
Running endlessly.
The curse of resentment! The mist of resentment! Anyone who is swallowed up will forever be trapped in the dream of disaster. The endless thoughts of hatred will eat away at the brain until they mutilate themselves to death, or even massacre their relatives.
This is the most vicious martial skill in the entire Tianyuan Empire! There is no one like it!
He once ordered a hundred thousand soldiers on the border to kill themselves in one night, turning them into a cemetery of mutilated corpses. This once shocked the borders of the two countries and achieved a shocking reputation.
"Kill!!" All sixty martial masters rose into the sky.
The powerful soul skills gathered into countless soul shadow soldiers, dancing soul power chains, overwhelmingly rushing towards the defenders on the city wall, intent on destroying their souls; the clouds rolled, thunder groups rioted, and loud cracking noises shook the world.
The dazzling lightning tears through the night and bombards the ancient city with loud noises, destroying the city walls and gates; the cold wave is strong, the temperature drops sharply, and the snow dances all over the sky, spreading to the thick snow on the sky and the earth, threatening to freeze for thousands of miles; the flames boil, and cooperate
The cold wave caused the magma in the earth to swallow up millions of defenders; the earth cracked, and a swarm of spiritual pythons rushed underground, forming dense cracks and blasting towards the city wall.
The sixty martial masters went crazy collectively, the scene was vast, the sky was dark, the earth was dark, the energy was rioting, and all kinds of martial arts hit the direction of the palace with a stormy force.
They want city gates and walls, and even annihilate millions of defenders!
They are full of pride, they are ferocious and manic, they roar wildly, and they open their blood-red eyes to witness the tragedy of the prosperous times.
"No one is allowed to move!" After receiving the order, the imperial city defenders roared and suppressed one after another. Their breathless glares filled the sky with energy storms. They were nervous and uneasy. All of their hearts were in their throats at this moment, and their eyes were wide open.
round.
but……
Buzz! At this moment, Nian Qingwu, who was hiding in the heart of the city, suddenly opened his eyes. In an instant, silent ripples appeared on all sides of the entire ancient city, like super giant bubbles blown up, covering the entire ancient city, swaying.
Make tiny ripples.
But it was these bubble-like ripples that swallowed up all the Sovereign-level offensives! Whether it was violent thunder groups, blazing flames, weird soul power, or the cracking of the earth, the sweeping cold wave, everything was touching
The moment it hits the ripples it disappears into thin air.
That’s right, it disappears!
The endless riot of the previous moment, the silent dissolution of this moment.
An extremely contradictory contrast! A shocking and terrifying surprise!
There was silence inside and outside the ancient city. The millions of defenders were dumbfounded. Even the warriors with ferocious faces who gathered their spiritual power to launch a strong attack were frozen in place.
Millions of eyes from all over the city and outside were focused on the rippled film. The misalignment of vision and consciousness gave the head an awkward feeling of being unable to turn around.
"How... how is it possible..." Huo Sheng stared blankly at the resentful gray crow he had created with all his strength, and the spiritual energy flame that surged like a sea wave just a moment ago. Did it just disappear? Or did it feel like he was being raped by something?
Swallowed something?!
"The defensive formation of the Imperial City of Great Zhou is so strong?" The Heavenly Blood Envoys were shocked, as if an invisible big hand suddenly grasped their heart, and the blood flowed back all over their body, and they were shocked beyond measure.
"Impossible!!" King Zhou Ling suddenly woke up: "The Imperial City Formation can withstand at most a few attacks from the semi-saint level. There will never be such a scene."
Blocked? Really blocked? However, the guards on the wall of the imperial city were excited and filled with ecstasy. They involuntarily raised their chests and looked down at the powerful enemy high in the sky.
Zhou Lingxue finally threw away the rag that blocked her mouth at this moment and screamed hysterically: "Father, run away! There is a saint in the Zhou royal family!"
"What?!" Outside the imperial city, all the powerful men changed their colors in horror, and all focused on Zhou Lingxue!
"Run away! They have an ambush!"
"Da Zhou colluded with the Dayan Mountains, and they have half-saint and half-saint-level beasts!"
"They have a large number of Martial Lords and Martial Kings, run away!!"
"Father, run away!"
"It's Tang Yan!! Tang Yan is back for revenge!!"
Zhou Lingxue struggled violently and screamed wildly. The sound spread far away, alarming the north and south areas adjacent to the east, attracting more shocked eyes.
King Zhou Ling's pupils suddenly condensed, and the blood on the Heavenly Blood Angel's cheeks faded away. As leaders, the two leaders were all dull, and their heads were actually a little blank.
"Saint? A half-saint-level beast? Colluding with the Dayan Mountains?" Huo Sheng turned his head sharply, glared at King Zhou Ling and roared: "Is your damn intelligence system a Chixiang thing?"
"You bastard, who are you talking to!" King Zhou Ling woke up in shock and became furious due to emotional stimulation!
"Impossible, Tang Yan won't be in Biannan, he is..." The Heavenly Blood Envoy came back to his senses, his face full of disbelief, but he could not hide his fear and panic.
"King Zhou Ling! Long time no see, do you still remember me, Tang Yan?" A clear voice suddenly came from the depths of the distant sky, startling the anxious crowd in Zhengdong City.
Tang Yan? What a damn thing!
King Zhou Ling turned around suddenly and glared into the distance, but...
Buzz! A wave of emerald green fire burns the sky and illuminates the heaven and earth. The raging momentum is like a formed lake, causing the energy between heaven and earth to boil suddenly, and it seems to be gathering crazily towards the sea of fire.
In the depths of the sea of fire, a figure stepped down, with black hair, black robes, and a black sword. He walked steadily, with a cold smile on his lips, and stared straight at King Zhou Ling, revealing deep-seated hatred and murderous intent.
The whole place was so silent that you could hear a pin drop!
The semi-saint level's momentum clearly filled the whole place, and it really impacted everyone's mind.
"You..." King Zhou Ling widened his eyes and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in disbelief. He was only in the King of Martial Realm and could feel the pressure from Tang Yan the most. It was as if he was standing on a towering
In front of the huge mountain, looking up infinitely is irresistible!
"I'm afraid your plan to occupy the imperial city will come to nothing. It's a pity. But I can guarantee that the saints inside will not come out to bully you. Today, I and my comrades will accompany you to fight to the end and give you a decent face.
The end of."
Tang Yan snapped his fingers, and Su Li and others, who had been lurking dozens of kilometers away, and were attacking at full speed as King Zhou Ling and others arrived, all appeared from high altitude, without deliberately creating any momentum, all of them were
He simply stepped down, step by step, towards the battlefield, approaching the enemy groups at the four city gates.
Wow! Millions of defenders burst into earth-shattering cheers. The unparalleled scene is the best way to create momentum!
Wagangzhai, Yuhua Palace, Shuluan Palace, etc., the forces from all sides were completely combined, and together they formed more than 60 Martial Lords and more than 500 Martial Kings. And with their arrival, the palace has been waiting for a long time.
Zhou Chonghua and others all attacked and dispersed to different battlefield areas.
The face of the Heavenly Blood Messenger suddenly became extremely ugly: "Are you Tang Yan? You have actually been promoted to Half Saint!"
"Half Saint? Half Saint!" King Zhou Ling felt it was difficult to breathe, but as smart as he was, he understood the situation at the first time!
But……
He stared straight at that resolute face, unable to imagine that it was Tang Yan, the abandoned son who fled back then, and that he actually grew into a semi-saint-level monster in just a few decades!
"Do you want to be an emperor? Do you want to be the first emperor in Biennan for eternity? You are about to do it. You really want to do it. It is already close at hand and within easy reach, but... you will never get it!
What is the most perfect revenge? It is to smash all your dreams to pieces at the last moment when your passion reaches its peak, and to tear you from the highest point of your life with hatred!"
Tang Yan stepped down, with a smile full of evil intent and ruthlessness, and a sea of green fire wrapped around him, as if the sky was collapsing. "Thank you, my Royal Highness King Zhou Ling, for giving me such an opportunity!