v2 Chapter 88： Northern Xinjiang monks still fight

The sudden change took everyone by surprise.

Some monks guessed the origin of the enemy in a second, most likely a pursuer from the northern border.

The Nanmeng monks fled collectively, and this matter could not be concealed for too long, and launching a pursuit was also an inevitable measure.

It is better for the northern Xinjiang to go all out, chase after the expulsion, and then occupy all the SAARC territory, rather than leave a chance for the fugitives to breathe.

However, this group of pursuers came a step late in the end, and the pursuit target had become a prisoner of the city.

These practitioners in the northern border have already regarded the South Alliance site as their belongings, including Loucheng.

It is absolutely impossible to give up on the cut-off of Loucheng.

At this time, Tang Zhen needs to make a decision, what kind of attitude should he use to face the upcoming new neighbor.

Is it first to be courteous and then soldiers, or to compromise, or to fight to the end with the opponent.

Tang Zhen had already made a decision before that.

In the piercing alarm sound, thousands of cultivators showed their traces, and looking at their outfits and formations, they were indeed cultivators from the northern border.

Some monks rode a giant eagle and vulture, and some monks rode a tiger and a giant bear, and killed them aggressively.

As a result, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Ahead is the land of Daqi, the land under the control of Loucheng, the foreign monks should stop immediately, otherwise they will be severely punished!"

The sound resounded through the sky and played a very good blocking effect.

The murderous-looking Beijiang cultivator stopped advancing decisively, and observed it vigilantly and seriously.

When they saw a large group of cultivators in the Southern Border become captives in embarrassment, their emotions immediately became excited.

When looking at a group of powerful cultivators wearing helmets, suspended above the city head, this group of unruly cultivators also became hesitant.

Unable to figure out the foundation of the building, they did not dare to attack rashly, for fear of encountering unsolvable changes.

At this moment, a monk in the northern border wearing a black robe appeared more and more. There was no hair on his bald head, but it was covered with bizarre tattoos.

His eyes were like eagles, looking at the monks at Tianmenguan, and then asked in a cold voice: "According to my understanding, Daqi belongs to the Yunxiao Sect, when did it come to Lou Cheng's name?

Is it possible to think that by doing so, you can avoid the punishment of defeat? "

The man in black snorted coldly, his eyes full of killing intent.

"The Soaring Cloud Sect is the defeated party, and there should be no less compensation, and the territory of the Great Qi Kingdom is one of them.

No matter what your origins are, it is best not to get involved in this matter, or you will bear the full consequences.

Otherwise, the northern army will attack, and anyone who dares to block will be shattered! "

The black-robed cultivator issued a warning to pave the way for the next request. Sure enough, he turned his words and pointed at the captured Nanmeng cultivator.

"These are my enemies in northern Xinjiang, and each of them bears a serious crime and must be investigated and tried.

Can you hand them over to me and bring them back to Northern Xinjiang for detention? "

It sounds like he is asking, but his attitude is very tough. He comes with the triumph of victory, and his speech and attitude are inevitably arrogant.

Even in the black-robed cultivator's heart, he wished Loucheng resisted the order, so he had a reason to do it.

As a winner, you should do whatever you want, but how can you endure such grievances.

In the heart of the black-robed cultivator, he was extremely disgusted by the buildings that blocked the road, and wished to kill them all.

The other monks in the northern border also shouted loudly at this moment, demanding to hand over the prisoners of the South Alliance.

The Nanmeng monks, who were still struggling and trying to get rid of their shackles, also became honest at this moment.

For fear of being handed over by Loucheng, I would end up with a life that is worse than death.

Above the Tianmen Pass, Zhenren Lu Yun secretly transmitted his voice.

"Old Poison Fire, what is this guy's origin? It seems a little arrogant."

The poisonous real person on the side smiled disdainfully.

"That's a personal handed down from the pretty bitter old monster. It is said that he has a very high talent, and he has only practiced for thirty years, and he has already reached the middle stage of refining gods.

According to the old monster of Desolate Bitterness, it is expected to be promoted to Infant Transformation, and even reach a higher realm. "

For the hypocritical Master Lu Yun, Master Poison Fire has always had no good impression, but at this time, the two sides belonged to the same camp.

Providing relevant information is a matter of course.

"It turns out that he is still a genius. If he is killed, the old monster of Huangku should be very sad."

Lu Yunzhen said casually, and he didn't know whether he was deliberately stimulating Duhuo Zhenren, or if he really had such a plan.

"What about the old monster of Huangku, I used to be afraid of three points, that's because my skills are not as good as others.

Now it's different. As long as the city lord gives an order, let alone his apprentice, I can kill the old and bitter old monster! "

Venerable Poison Fire said seriously, his eyes were like wolves, staring greedily at the monks in northern Xinjiang.

In his eyes, these Northern Xinjiang monks represented a wealth of military merit points. As long as Tang Zhen gave an order, he would launch an attack without hesitation.

In fact, he also wanted to know, when faced with such a thing, what kind of decision would Tang Zhen make?

As soon as this thought came up, I heard Lou Ling's voice, cold and firm.

"These Nanmeng monks are all prisoners of my building and have no obligation to hand them over to you.

Please return immediately and do not stay in the warning area, otherwise you may be attacked.

At the same time, I would like to declare again that Loucheng has nothing to do with Yunxiao Sect, and the land of Daqi was obtained through war.

It no longer belongs to Yunxiao, and it is also not the spoils of your northern border. If you dare to covet and offend, you will definitely pay a heavy price! "

Lou Ling's answer made a group of monks in the northern border stunned, and then turned into anger and monstrous killing intent.

They really didn't expect that, in the case of just winning the big victory, there are still local forces that appeared out of nowhere, daring to make such arrogant provocations and threats.

"Presumptuous, you ignorant families, do you really think I dare not do anything?"

The true disciple of the old monster, the northern monk named Zhagu, was already furious at this moment.

I didn't expect to wait until the end, it would turn out to be such a result, this towering city is simply arrogant.

Zhagu sneered again and again, and regarded it as a great shame and shame, wishing he could take revenge immediately.

The place called Loucheng was directly razed to the ground, and all the rebels were killed.

At this moment in Zaku's heart, the residents of Loucheng are even more rampant and hateful than the monks of the South Alliance.

He has sent a message for help quietly, and then he just needs to wait for the reinforcements to arrive.

When the pursuit was launched earlier, Beijiang had already sent experts to follow to provide support as a mobile unit.

In the event of a crisis situation, the pursuer can immediately send a message, and the Northern Xinjiang experts will arrive as quickly as possible.

Loucheng's lineup seems to be strong, with more than a dozen cultivators in charge, but in the face of the more powerful northern camp, it is only the ending of being suppressed and killed.

Even the South Alliance camp, which had more than 20 sects, was defeated and fled. Why should the infamous Loucheng resist?

With such a powerful force, it is impossible for Beijiang to receive no news.

But in a short time, Zaku had already made a plan, just waiting for the last moment to come.

But before the reinforcements could arrive, Tang Zhen's fate was suddenly announced.

"Shoot the enemy alive, don't let any of them run away!"

Following Tang Zhen's order, the poisonous real person who was silent like a statue immediately rushed out with a grin.

He had been waiting for a long time and couldn't wait.

"Hahaha, Zaku is my prey, no one should rob me!"

Afraid that others would rob him of his military exploits, Master Poison Fire opened his mouth to warn him, looking arrogant and protective of his food.

"Hey hey, it's not yours that you say it's yours, it must be yours. Everyone earns military exploits based on their abilities. It's best not to do those things that people look down on!"

The voice of Master Lu Yun came, with a sarcasm in his tone, as if he couldn't stand the domineering of Master Du Huo.

But his target is also the true disciple of Zaku, who doesn't care who he is.

The other helmet cultivators are also scrambling for the first place at the moment, and there are only merit points in their eyes.

But in a flash, they rushed into the camp of monks in the northern border, and another round of monk battle started before Tianmenguan.