Chapter 2172

When Hou Zihou said this, Liu Lang began to observe the situation around him.

In the past, the Yanluo hall allied with the Chen family of Hetai, and launched a decisive battle with the other nine halls before the ruins. It was in the chaos that Liu Lang passed through the blockades and entered the ruins.

Now, nearly a day later, the war continues.

Looking around, fairyland practitioners belonging to different forces are completely mixed up. Almost every blink of an eye, some of the fairyland strongmen fall down. Judging from the number of participants, this battle of boundaries completely exceeds the war of Shangcheng.

After all, there are many practitioners of fairyland among the ten halls.

And the cruelty is not comparable to the war in Shangcheng.

Many people can't even tell the enemy from the enemy. The only thing they can do is to chop at people.

As for command, there is no command!

The ten palace Yama, the head of the Chen family, had long been unaware of where they had been hit, and even if they were still on the scene, they could not command, because these people on the scene were not well-trained troops, and a large part of them were temporarily drawn to make up the number. Just like some people in the yama legion, yesterday, or the 18th floor of hell, were sentenced to the death penalty of felons, today On the battlefield.

These people are still fighting at the scene. They are not fighting for the hall of Yama, but the instinct to survive.

While Liu Lang was thinking about how to leave Hou Zihou behind, several figures flashed out at the entrance of the ruins.

You don't have to look at it. You know it's dimple Jing, Xun Zhiyuan and others.

Because there are only a few people in the whole ruins.

"So fast?" Liu Lang was secretly surprised. He thought that it would take a long time for Xiaojing and other people to fight for a long time. Now, after stepping out of the ruins, it is estimated that there is no holy master's blood essence in the storage ring.

"My Lord is right. How about we kill the boundary together?" Liu Lang pulls Hou Zihou, and the two join the battle group in an instant.

The purpose of joining the battle group is very simple. It is not to attract the attention of Wa Jing and other people. The other people are fighting in blood. They stand here alone and chat. The fool knows that there is a problem.

Liu Lang doesn't want to be haunted by dimples. Xun Zhiyuan, such a Heavenly God, can stare at him.

"No..."

The first step out of the dimple of the ruins, scan for a week, no trace of Huang Rongxi.

As for Liu Lang, he was completely ignored by dimple Jing. After all, Liu Lang had changed his appearance and could not see any difference.

"Of course not. Huang Rongxi will wait here and let you catch him unless his head is squeezed by the door!" Xun Zhiyuan, who followed closely, said sarcastically to Xiaojing.

"Chase!"

"chase!"

Then Fu Weiping and Luo Changkong were more direct. Without saying anything, they chose two completely different directions and chased them respectively. They didn't know which direction Huang Rongxi would run to. At this time, he was just lucky.

"Don't let Huang Rongxi leave the boundary!"

"Don't let Huang Rongxi return to the Shulian teachers' Association."

Xiaojing and Xun Zhiyuan had their own ideas.

Xiaojing is the body of the spirit. If you leave the boundary, it will consume a lot. His idea is to intercept Huang Rongxi at the ground level.

Xun Zhiyuan is a professional treasure snatcher. He knows that among the three realms, where he can go and where he can't, the Shulian teachers' Association is undoubtedly a forbidden area.

There are three layers inside and three layers outside of the array left by the great powers of the past dynasties. Even if the heavenly master enters there, he will be killed every minute. Therefore, if you want to capture the essence of the Lord, you can't let Huang Rongxi return to the master's guild.

But this needs to race against the clock. There is a battlefield in front of us, and there are many people. If we really need to investigate one by one, the day lily is cold. Therefore, wo Jing and Xun Zhiyuan have also chosen a direction to chase forward.

Liu Lang has been aiming at these four people, waiting for the dimple Jing, Xun Zhiyuan, Fu Weiping, Luo Changkong's figure, completely disappeared, Liu Lang just a little relieved.

"Brother, your strength is OK!"

At this time, Hou Zihou, who was fighting side by side with Liu Lang, suddenly praised him.

Liu Lang realized that he had killed several earth bound practitioners out of his instinctive attack just now, and the result was even stronger than Hou Zihou in the realm of immortal.

No wonder Hou Zihou had such a reaction.

"OK, OK."

Liu Lang said modestly. He is the three cultivation of body Qi and essence, and with the blessing of different immortal powers, he is like a fish in water in the battlefield. If you really want to be serious, all the great immortal practitioners can be killed in seconds.

Of course, Liu Lang would not do that.

Because he is now playing an ordinary fairy. Even without the shackles of roles, it is not a good thing to perform too well on the battlefield.

As the saying goes, wood shows in the forest, the wind will destroy it, you always hit more than a dozen, it is easy to become the target of public criticism.

"Look Just as Liu Lang was about to restrain himself and beat soy sauce after Hou Zihou, Hou Zihou suddenly pointed to the front and said excitedly to Liu Lang.

"What are you looking at?"

Liu Lang was at a loss. He was in a mess in front of him. There was nothing special about it."It's from heaven!" Hou Zihou said.

"Heaven?"

As soon as Liu Lang was reminded, he noticed that some of the monks in front of him were very familiar with their clothes. Indeed, they belonged to civil servants in Tianting. Liu Lang also had a suit of such uniform at the beginning.

Unfortunately, I can't wear it now.

"Let's help them!"

Hou Zihou pulled Liu Lang and walked forward.

Now, Liu Lang doesn't care which direction to break through. Liu Lang follows Hou Zihou and plays mending knife. The two men cooperate with each other, just like a sharp knife, which inserts into the battle group, and instantly disturbs the crowd.

"Our reinforcements are here!"

In fact, there were not many people in Tianting. They were under siege all the time. They were in danger. Seeing the chaos outside, they thought that the support had arrived. They were all elated.

However, when Hou Zihou and Liu Lang rushed in, they found that there was only a big immortal and a little immortal.

"Hou Zihou?"

Of course, no one knows Liu Lang's appearance. However, some of the people surrounded know hou Zihou.

"Gong can!"

When he heard someone call his name, Hou Zihou turned his head and looked at him. His face suddenly turned black.

"I thought there was a savior. It turned out to be two encumbrances."

The young man, who was called Gong can by Hou Zihou, resisted the attack of the earth bound practitioners and introduced him to other people: "you may not know this young master of Hou yet? This young master of Hou was born in a famous family. His grandfather was the famous pofeng Tianzun during the war between the two clans, while his father was Jingyun emperor who fought for the small world alliance and made great contributions... "

"Then why was his cultivation in the early days of the great immortal?"

Someone asked with great cooperation.

"You have to ask Hou Dashao himself!" Gong can said with a smile, "Uncle Hou usually goes out for a walk, and at least there are several golden immortal bodyguards. Why did he only bring a little brother today, or a little fairyland? Is he protecting you or you protecting him?"

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