Chapter 570： My fate

So the sky battlefield was divided into three layers.

On the highest level, Cangluan and Blue Phoenix Dragon hung alone on the throne like a dragon emperor, arrogantly meeting the challenges of this supreme airspace, and annihilated them one by one.

The second layer is in mid-air. Those Lichuan flying dragons that are allowed to cross the height by Cangluan Qinglong, they occupy high places under the blessing of Cangluan and Qinghuanglong, and can freely raise the low-altitude divine bird and the city-state giant mountain. Hit.

The third floor is low in the sky, where dragons and beasts, flying cultivators, and an army of divine birds fight and fight. It is above the buildings of the Great Mountain City-state, that is, it cannot touch the clouds or touch the ground.

As for the fight on the ground, it was even more tragic, and there was no win or defeat in a short time.

Zhu Minglangyou passed through the low-altitude fighting field, but there were a few cultivators who did not have long eyes, and they saw Zhu Minglang flying toward the back of the city, so they were naturally unwilling to let them go.

The blood splattered on the spot, and several city-state practitioners fell in a pool of blood. They hadn't died completely yet, but the blood flow continued.

One of the sergeants was beheaded before he could turn into a Juling general. He tilted his head and looked at his companion, and that companion was equally stunned.

"I told you... he is the master of that blue dragon."

Soon, several people died.

Although life and death on the battlefield is difficult to control, but the behavior of looking for death like this can be avoided.

...

Zhu Minglang flew in the direction of Houcheng, where there were many statues like tall buildings.

On those statues, there were a few figures. Zhu Minglang used his spiritual sense to detect it and found that these people's cultivation bases were not low. Obviously, there are still many strong people in the Jie Ling City State that have not surfaced.

They were crowded, but they didn't agree with Zhu Minglang. There should be some other instructions.

Zhu Minglang also ignored them. In such a large-scale battle, even with the Three Dragon Kings, Zhu Minglang could only protect a limited number of people as much as possible.

On a very tall statue, a man wearing a black cloak stood there, and he was making a laugh like a crow cry.

His arms are hooks.

There are no pupils in his eye sockets, and there are twisted scars around him, as if his eyes were plucked.

It's just that he seems to be able to see everything, just like that with a strange and terrifying expression "staring" at the surprise team.

At this time, the surprise team was surrounded by the demon crow soldiers. There were more than 4,000 of these demon crow soldiers, as if they had been waiting here for their arrival. Although the surprise team had circled for a long time, they were still caught by these people. A positive gesture.

"The so-called big forces are composed of you ordinary people, with low cultivation base, low supernatural powers, and no respect for dragons and beasts. It is really boring for me to deal with you. I should have been at the wall and personally The beautiful eyes of Lichuan's commander are dug out!" Peng Huxie, one of the four heroes, smiled.

He obviously has no eyes, but he is looking at everyone.

He sucked his nose heavily, and finally fixed his "eyes" on some female practitioners, including Nan Lingsha and Zi Miaozhu.

"The perfect body fragrance must be a peerless beauty, right?" Peng Hu was saying these disgusting words while the claw hand was cutting away the person in front of him.

It was a dragon shepherd of Zi Zonglin. His purple dragon was already at the feet of the statue, and his stomach was broken, and he himself was captured by the four males Penghu, and his abdomen was torn apart in full view.

Slow death will surely endure great pain. Peng Hu seems to be a person who enjoys torture and killing, more like a ferocious tiger and leopard playing with young lamb rabbits.

The demon crows were besieging the surprise team, while Peng Hu mentally tortured everyone, and from time to time, he made strange shots to kill some of the strong people in the team.

Zi Zonglin’s Wang Beiyou wanted to capture the thieves and the king several times, but those demon crow soldiers were not waiting for them. It was difficult for him and his purple dragon to get rid of these demon soldiers.

"Nanxiong, that woman belongs to the Nan family." Du Yang's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Li Chuannan? That design killed our special envoy, and then caused the death of your fourth son in the Du family, Nan Lingsha?" Nanxiong Penghu said with a little surprise.

"Huh, it's this bitch. She and Li Yunzi played with us and killed all the secret sentries originally set up in the Ancestral Dragon City State. Otherwise, Lichuan is already in our bag, with the help of West Cliff and the fog of nothingness. The dogs of Ji Ting don't even want to step into this place to fight with us!" Du Yang said with great irritation.

Du Yang is the master of the palace.

After Pu Shiming and Zhu Xuehen wiped out the palace, he fled back to the Jueling City-state.

The establishment of the four heroes of the clan palace actually followed the example of Jueling City-state.

There are two temples, four heroes, eight lords, and sixteen champions in the city state. The palace also followed them at the time, but the two temples of the eight old men and four heroes in the palace cannot be compared with the city state of the mountains, especially after receiving grace. .

"In that case, her beautiful eyes belong to me, and the rest are yours." Nanxiong Penghu laughed.

Hearing this sentence, Du Yang also laughed.

Although the eyes are missing, it does destroy this beautiful face, but fortunately, she is also attractive enough in other places.

Rumor has it that Nan Lingsha and Li Yunzi are twin sisters?

Didn’t it catch her...

The smile on Du Yang's face gradually increased, and his mind was even more full of imagination.

After grace, Du Yang is no longer what he used to be!

"Before this, the lives of you two belong to me." Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind without warning.

The owner of this voice was very close to them, and the horror was that neither of them even noticed it.

Du Yang turned his head and saw a sword stepping on, with a somewhat idle expression on his face, but his eyes exuded an alert and fierce brilliance, as if it was easy to kill them two!

"Although there are not a few people who can take my life on this continent, you are far from being counted Nanxiong Penghu showed a somewhat interested expression.

Judging from the breath, the opponent is a strong person who is not inferior to him.

"Who are you???" Du Yang stared at Zhu Minglang.

"Your son is Du Cheng?" Zhu Minglang asked.

Du Yang did not answer.

"You are wrong to blame Nan Lingsha, your son Du Cheng was killed by me, do you know this dress?" Zhu Minglang said, specially showing his phantom dress.

Du Yang's entire face changed all of a sudden, his anger was like a ball of flame, which ignited on the skin of his face and burned red!

The Phantom Clothes.

This robe was taken by Zhu Minglang from Du Cheng, the fourth young master of the palace.

Just say how this palace has such a treasure, it seems that even Zhu Men can't create such a robe with such a strange ability, it turns out that there is a backing behind!

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