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Chapter 461 The Last Chance
This discovery at this time also made several people happy and encouraged.

The haze that was lingering in her heart before was dispelled to some extent, and now there is a palpitating black light in the hole, but in Xiao Hong's eyes, this black light is beautiful and intoxicating.

With such a large number of primary ore veins of heretical metals, Xu Ming and others felt a little more at ease.

But the earth is still stable, and the Kyushu, which is separated by only one boundary-crossing cave, is full of smoke.

Because of the Holy Master of the Monster Race, many mortal cities are in danger.

Among them, the most critical one is naturally the Artisan City, which is still on the cusp of the storm. Previously, because of Lu Chen's ruthless betrayal, the Artisan City also became the eye of the storm in a blink of an eye.

The actions of three demon leaders also used the Craftsman God's strongest defensive methods.

Although this comes from the defensive means of the technology city, it is enough to make the artisan city out of the threat temporarily.

However, the three demon clan leaders used the purest demon clan blood to awaken the old demon dragon in the Dragon Bone Spear, which made one's heart chill.

Because of the appearance of the demon dragon old man, the people in the city of the gods who had seen a glimmer of light through Situ Changkong fell into the bottom of the valley when Situ Changkong fell into the city of the gods.

Although there is still the defensive light curtain of the Science and Technology City at this moment, the internal energy of the entire Artisan City has been consumed hugely under the continuous attack of the old monster dragon.

It's hard to imagine that the old demon dragon, who was just replaced by the blood of Su Bei and others, has such power with just a trace of spirit in this world. It's hard to imagine that once the old demon dragon has a physical body, what should he How tyrannical to the point.

At this moment, Situ Changkong, who had a chance to breathe with the help of the divine craftsman's defensive light curtain, had temporarily suppressed the injuries in his body with the precious elixir he carried.

The face that was originally as golden as paper has somewhat recovered. At this moment, after crossing his legs and adjusting his breath for several days, with the power of the medicine surging in his limbs, the aura that belongs to the peerless swordsman is slowly spreading. .

At this moment, everyone in Shenjiang City who felt Situ Changkong's astonishing momentum also involuntarily dispersed quietly.

It seemed that he was trying to make way for him to attack, but at this moment Situ Changkong with cold eyes returned the long sword in his hand to the scabbard on his back.

The appearance that they showed was completely like they didn't want to make a move, and they didn't want to take care of Shenjiang City.

Although everyone was very anxious when they saw this, no one dared to step forward and openly force him to take action.

After all, whether it's his cultivation level or the name of the Wuhen Sword Palace behind him, to a certain extent this person is on the same level as the craftsman god in the city of craftsmen.

Although everyone was anxious, Situ Changkong remained calm.

Facing the scorching gazes of the crowd, he jumped up and landed on the roof of a palace, and immediately closed his eyes as if he was about to start a long-term rest.

"This"

"God of Craftsman, what should we do now, I don't think Situ Changkong plans to make a move anymore."

Hearing the words, the God of Craftsman also had a somewhat unsightly face. He had already seen the plan in Situ Changkong's mind, but as a neutral city, he really didn't have the capital to invite this master of swordsmanship. .
It has nothing to do with the pattern, it's just that the twists and turns are not justified by one or two sentences.

The Cultivation Alliance originally spent a lot of money to incorporate the City of God Craftsman into it, but these so-called costs and benefits were all rejected by the God of Craftsman.

Now that the Cultivation Alliance has allowed Situ Changkong to come, it seems that they have opened their eyes to him.

Although the Goddess of Craftsman's face was ugly, his eyes were extremely firm.

He turned his head and spoke to the people around him.

"Go and prepare. After all, Shenjiang City is our own city. If we just rely on others to save us, what will our reputation be like in a hundred years?"

Everyone around nodded their heads when they heard the words, and the original panic in their eyes was replaced by determination at this moment.

No matter how skilled this craftsman is, this set of chicken soup explanations is very popular among people.

But at this moment, Situ Changkong had no other distractions, as if he had entered another realm.

At this moment, the handle was regarded as a long sword of life by him, and he placed it horizontally in front of his body.

Situ Changkong's breathing gradually changed from rapid to calm.
At this moment, the long sword on his body quietly issued a subtle sword cry, which was consistent with his gradually calming breath.

And at this moment, the old demon dragon is punching the defensive light curtain with fists and fists. The continuous burst of energy and the water ripples caused by it made all the skilled craftsmen in the Artisan City startled.

Every punch seemed to hit their hearts hard.

But for everything in front of them, they seem to be helpless. It seems that they can only wait until the energy inside the city of Godcraft is exhausted, and the light curtain cannot be maintained and completely shattered.
But all of this is their fate, and they are using their lives to fulfill their oath to live and die with Godcraft City. This sentence is not empty words.

They also want to use their own death to make Shenjiang City leave a mark in the history of Nine States in all realms.

But at this moment, the demon dragon old man, who was trying his best to destroy the defensive light curtain, was focusing on Situ Changkong, who was sitting there cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Because according to his understanding of these sword cultivators, such an abrupt withdrawal of the sword does not seem to be in line with the Dao heart of these people.

It's just that when he thought about it, he sneered.

"No matter what conspiracies and schemes, it's nothing more than a punch in front of me."

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help speeding up his attack on the defensive light curtain.

At this moment, the God of Craftsman, who felt the energy in the city of Craftsmanship was declining, became paler and paler.

Although living and dying with Shenjiang City seems heroic, if there is a way to live, who would not want to live.

And when only one-tenth of the energy in God's Craftsman City was left, God of Craftsman's whole body was almost tense like an arrow that left the string.

But at this moment, Situ Changkong's cold voice sounded in his ears.

"After three breaths, you take the initiative to remove the defensive light curtain"

what! !

The Craftsman God did not expect that Situ Changkong would actually say this. Wouldn't removing the light curtain be equivalent to surrendering to the demon clan?
But Situ Changkong's words did not change
"If you want to survive, just do as I said, remove the light curtain after three breaths, and pour all the energy in your city into the light curtain after one breath."

"what do you mean?"

"No time to explain, just do as I say!!!"

But at this moment, when Situ Changkong's voice fell, his sword intent surged to its peak in an instant!
The God of Craftsman gritted his teeth and removed the light curtain.

At this moment Situ Changkong stood up suddenly, and a long-prepared sword light was ruthlessly handed out.

All of a sudden, the situation changed!
(End of this chapter)