priesthood system

Chapter 56 Dragon Man Army
Inside the sedan chair, Chen Feng's dull eyes finally came alive.

"Go away!"

In the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of white lights were constantly flashing. Looking at the chaotic battlefield, the dragon people screamed and killed the army.

All this is caused by him?
Seeing hundreds of thousands of white lights flickering, Nangong Wenya was very surprised. Chen Feng, who was watching the light curtain carefully, couldn't help thinking.

"Long-distance teleportation array?"

Seeing hundreds of thousands of monsters being thrown into the battlefield, Nan Gongxiang, who was fighting with Aguru, couldn't help being surprised.

At least a master-level spiritual master can activate the formation that teleports so many monsters.

In my heart, I complained and failed, but I still have to rescue my son first.

The lord of this city, Nangong Kass, who had already joined the battle group, was also suffering.

Every time it rises, it will always be hit by thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket, roars of beasts that make people instantly dizzy, and even cat-like monsters leaping to knock down the monks.

As the battle intensified, the army that was gradually beheaded and exhausted went crazy, throwing range skills around, and the nimble cat demons dodged one after another.

"Get me down!"

Seeing that a human being who was fighting with him was defeated and was about to take off and flee, the dung fork in Lucas's hand burst into lightning, and as Lucas threw a silver-white light towards the fleeing monk, with a sound Screaming, the cultivator watched the chak that pierced his chest fall down.

Hundreds of thousands of dragonmen were put in, and the ending became clear. In the end, the monks continued to flee, and there were many ways to die.

Being struck to death by lightning, trampled to death by ox hoofs, crushed to death by meteor fire rain, strangled to death by a dung fork, cut to death by a giant axe, bitten to death by crazy goblins, or scratched by poisonous cat demons. With a broken throat and wide eyes, he fell down feeling the gushing of blood.

In the battlefield, the ruins caused by spiritual skills, and the sewers in the city center were continuously soaked in blood red. After being repaired by the zombies, the corpses turned into the first-born zombies, obeying the command of the ice corpse king's bone prison. Command, the white light of promotion flashed on the monsters one by one, and they continued to kill excitedly.

As Nangongxiang was pierced through the chest by a silver dung fork and fell down, there were no surviving monks in the city center except for the occasional sound of monsters panting heavily.

The monks who watched the battle from the outside also took up the communicator and reported to the sect or the family, and the recording crystals were sent to each family by the children of the family or the sect.

Turn around, let's see what Nangong Di is doing.

"Father! Father!"

Nangong Di struggled frantically with the rope that bound him, and looked not far away with red eyes. A monster pulled up the fork on his father's body, but his father fell asleep forever, and messy thoughts flooded his mind.

"Get up the sedan chair."

After the monsters gathered together and pointed out the direction for his subordinates, Chen Feng just hugged Nangong Wenya and fell asleep.

The army of monsters walked out of the city surrounded by black and gold eight-carried sedan chairs, and walked towards the periphery of the mainland under the eyes of the monks watching.

However, the monks who kept up with the further investigation fell on the road holding their throats that were spurting blood.

Seeing that it was getting late, Xiaomeng passed the order to rest in place to the monster leaders, then sat on a stone and pulled up a small flower near the stone.

"Adults don't like Xiaomeng anymore, adults still like Xiaomeng."

In this way, a beautiful flower died of falling petals.

"Well, it's so soft."

Inside the sedan chair, Chen Feng, who had already woken up, was still pretending to be asleep, huddled in Nangong Wenya's arms.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts!"

Before Chen Feng pressed his cheeks against Nangong Wenya's chest, a pair of jade hands appeared on Chen Feng's waist and squeezed them down.

"Why are you doing this! I slept soundly and you pinched me!"

Chen Feng looked greedily at Nangong Wenya's steamed bun that was trembling because of anger, and then stretched out his fingers to question Nangong Wenya.

"die!"

Nangong Wenya looked at the shameless Chen Feng in front of her and couldn't help but make a sound.

"It's boring. I don't have the mental capacity to bear it at all."

Chen Feng threw down Nangong Wenya and walked out of the sedan chair with a bored expression.

"Ivan!"

"I'm coming."

Ivan dropped the cooked meat in his hand and ran towards Chen Feng.

"What's the matter, master?"

Looking at Chen Feng who was sitting on the rock, Ivan hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"How many troops do we have?"

"Ahem, I've already ordered this one. There are 350 and six goblins, 590 and 920 bullhead beasts, 20 and 36 poisonous cat demons, and 790 zombies plus 37 infected monks." Five, 240 dragons."

"Well, you can go ahead and eat."

"Good host."

Seeing Ivan return to the campfire and continue to chew the cooked meat, Chen Feng took out his rocking chair, put it down and lay down on it.

"Sir, don't you like Xiaomeng anymore?"

Xiaomeng looked at Chen Feng who was on the rocking chair, and lay down in Chen Feng's arms, feeling the temperature of his chest, and blurted out the questions she had prepared.

"What? Jealous?"

Looking at Xiaomeng who looked expectant in his arms, Chen Feng said with a smile.

"No! Xiaomeng won't be jealous! Well! Definitely not!"

Kong Kong waved his little fist, and Xiaomeng said with a face that I didn't hide my jealousy.

"Don't worry, I will always be the bad guy in your heart, and you will always be my little beggar."

As he spoke, Chen Feng stretched out his big hand to caress Xiaomeng's head.

"grown ups?"

Feeling the touch of the big hand, Xiaomeng squinted her eyes and said.

"what happened?"

Continuing to stroke Xiaomeng's head, Chen Feng asked.

"At the beginning, how did you decide to grab the place with Xiaomeng so hard?"

Saying that, Xiaomeng's fist lightly hammered on Chen Feng's chest.

"Oh, you said this, there is no way I am a bad person."

Before Xiaomeng could speak, Chen Feng said again: "Besides, which beggar have you seen occupying space in the alley near the city gate? My little fool."

"Hmph! Because the protection fee is cheap near the gate of the city! If Xiaomeng didn't need much money, Xiaomeng wouldn't go there. Maybe he would be beaten if he met a monk who was in a hurry, and! You bullied me back then!"

As she said this, Xiaomeng recalled in her head that Chen Feng and she were fighting over the mat, and she couldn't help but tighten her little fists a little harder.

"Don't worry, since I bullied you, my lord will continue to bully you for the rest of my life."

Seeing Xiaomeng's angry action, Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Forever?"

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Xiaomeng couldn't help but stop and looked at Chen Feng affectionately and said.

"You said it wrong, for eternity."

Feeling Xiaomeng's formal expression, Chen Feng held Xiaomeng tightly in his arms, and said softly.

"Xiaomeng doesn't want it! He just knows how to bully Xiaomeng."

But the joy in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Okay, my little beggar, it's getting late, go to bed quickly."

Looking at the happy-looking Xiaomeng in his arms, Chen Feng smiled.

"Understood, the bad guy who grabbed the straw mat with Xiaomeng."

Xiaomeng deliberately pulled a long tone, and then left Chen Feng's embrace.

Seeing Xiaomeng's excited figure rolling around in the tent, Chen Feng walked into the tent with a smile.

"I seem to have forgotten something? Forget it, don't worry about it, the world sleeps the most!"

Just lying down, Chen Feng got up and lay down again.

(End of this chapter)