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"This Killing City can move as fast as a spider, and the king is the first to capture the thief, so his target must be the Shangxiao City where we are. Stop it, you must stop it!"

After the roar of the general defending the city fell, the rest of them spoke directly:

"Stop it, how to stop it, this thing is invincible, even the barrier barrier will be smashed by this chain of killing demons, and now I can't think of a suitable way to stop its action."

Before saying this, after completely destroying the city below him, the Killing City continued to raise nine heavy chains towards the sky.

Such a move undoubtedly indicated that he was about to leap forward again, which made the monks of the Central Kingdom who were watching all this change again.

But just as the general said before, the biggest dilemma for the soldiers of the central government is that they can't find an effective way to stop the rampage of this sleeping city.

In the next breath, the nine chains stretching out from this unbreakable and unstoppable killing sleep city continued to blast into the ground below him in unison. One leap forward.

This time, Killing Mian City went straight into the air, like a huge peak covering the sky and the sun, moving in the void, and when it fell again, it had already crossed an extremely long distance.

And looking at the direction in which it jumped out, it was approaching Shangxiao City impressively.

"Shangyue, the direction where the Killing City falls is Shangyue City!"

After seeing clearly where the Killing Fortress fell, countless people shouted, and at the same time in Shangyue City, the defenders who had already lined up and the monks who had not had time to retreat looked up at the sky, looking at the sheltered A trace of despair flashed in the pupils of the behemoth above its head.

"Brothers, the time has come to defend our home and country. Even if we risk our lives, we must not let the Holy Court approach Shangxiao. To defend Shangxiao is to guard the rear of the entire country, and we will rush forward!"

In Shangyue City, the highest-ranking general raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and then took the lead, releasing the blood Taoist image in his body, turning into a giant dragon and soaring into the sky, crashing into the black city above.

After going to the guard of Yuecheng, one monk after another began to burn their own origin without any scruples, pulled out their sharp blades, jumped up with all their strength, and opened their mouths to let out a roar:

"kill!"

Every soldier rushing to the sky is like a powder keg that has been ignited. They can no longer turn back, and can only try to use the self-destruction of the original core to cause even a little damage to the city of killing sleep.

"boom!"

With the first self-destruct of the guard of Shangyue City, an extremely violent energy fluctuation swept outwards, and even blasted a demon-slaying chain swept to the side.

The power of a heavy city guard burning the original self-explosion is naturally extraordinary. The power of the charge fluctuates, and even makes the falling Killing City stop for a moment.

And after a few breaths, the more violent power exploded suddenly like a volcanic eruption. The collective self-detonation from the city guards directly lifted the killing city hundreds of feet, so that the original whole body The surface of the jet-black fortress wall immediately showed a red color after being roasted by the mad crack.

But it's not over yet, with Yin Wen's roar on the wall of Shangxiao City, the entire dawn night sky in the eastern part of Shangxiao City, the golden light shines brightly, shining in the world:

"Dragon chant big crossbow, nine bows open, let go!"

Moments later, nine dazzling streamers instantly turned into a golden dragon flying through the clouds and mist, tearing apart the void and blasting towards the city of Killing Mian with an indomitable momentum.

"Roar!"

The sound of the dragon's chant was earth-shattering, and at the same time, a somewhat hunched figure suddenly appeared on the wall of Killing Mian City, and then the figure raised its hands, and the old voice resounded throughout the world:

"Old man, the second philosopher of the Holy Court Martial Palace, give up!"

As the words came out, the figure raised his hand and waved lightly towards the front, and the nine demon-slaying chains outside the city of Killing Mian, which were originally swaying randomly, seemed to be under the most precise control, and instantly became orderly.

Then one of them jumped out suddenly, and after drawing an extremely mysterious trajectory in the void, it suddenly poked out at a certain place in the void, and let out an extremely sharp roar:

"squeak!"

Before the ear-piercing sound fell, a golden arrow abruptly tore through the void under the Demon Slaying Chain, but it was caught by the Demon Slaying Chain that had been extended to this point in advance. The golden arrow and the golden dragon were directly chopped off in half.

"As a monk, the old man admires Er and others' spirit of not fearing death, but as the lord of Killing City and Shangxiao City, I am determined to win."

The deafening sound of old age pierced the sky, and then the second sage of the Holy Court waved forward repeatedly, controlling the rest of the demon-slaying chains to draw a path and extend outward, blasting dragons one after another into the void. Singing arrows, there is no fancy direct detonation.

All of a sudden, around the city of Killing Mian, which was surging with energy, one golden flower after another exploded above the void. The blooming of each dragon's chant flower represented the hearts and minds of countless monks in the Central Kingdom. , one point heavier.

Because so far, the simultaneous bombardment of these nine dragon-songing crossbows is already the strongest edge that can be used in the eastern region of the Central Kingdom at this time.

But the result was not satisfactory, and what made people feel even more desperate was that from the beginning to the end, the strength displayed by this killing city that descended from the sky was unparalleled.

Even though the monks in hundreds of cities in the entire Central Upper Kingdom tried their best to resist, they were all smashed to pieces by Killing City in the most violent manner.

For a moment, silence, deathly silence enveloped the walls of Shangxiao City.

Then Yin Wen, the third prince of the Central Shang Kingdom who stood alone in front of everyone, took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hold down the city wall in front of him, stared fixedly at the precarious situation ahead, and murmured:

"Let me think about it, if the generals of Great Xia were standing here, what would they do?"

Chapter 1881

"If the Great Xia general, or even the Great Xia emperor, were to stand here, what would he do?"

For some reason, when the Third Prince of the Central Kingdom stood on the city wall and watched the precarious situation in front of him, such a question suddenly flashed in his mind.

In fact, for all the forces in the entire land of Taixuan, Daxia, who dominates the northern border, is considered to be a different kind.

Different types mean variables. Yin Wen has been a storyteller in Shenjing City for several years. She understands Daxia better than others, and also knows that this country controlled by humans is best at creating miracles.

"Miracle, the eastern part of my Central Shang Kingdom needs a miracle!"

A murmuring voice came from Yin Wen's mouth, and through his beating golden pupils, one could clearly see the Killing Fortress wielding nine demon-slaying chains. After destroying Shangyue City below him, it continued to accumulate With a strong momentum, he wanted to face Shangxiao City in front of him again, and jumped forward.

Under the night sky at dawn, the Killing City, controlled by the second Zhe Daoqi of the Holy Court Martial Palace, clearly displayed its invincible power that devoured the sky and the earth.

The city blocks and breaks the city, people block and kill people, it is frightening!

Afterwards, the third prince Yin Wen on the city wall looked around. Although his body was still tall and straight, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Beads of sweat ran down Yin Wen's forehead and flowed into the former's eyes, with stinging pain, but the third prince kept his eyes open, and the thoughts in his mind raced rapidly.

In the next breath, Yin Wen turned around abruptly and looked backward, only to see a silver-armored general rushing up below the city wall with a man on his back. From a long distance, he roared angrily:

"Your Highness, there is a situation."

After finishing speaking, the general moved a little bit, then came to Yin Wen, hugged the figure on his back, and the voice continued:

"Your Highness, just now there was a mysterious person who handed this person into the hands of the last general, saying that it would help this battle in the east, so the last general did not stop for a moment, and directly escorted him here."

As soon as he said this, Yin Wen, who turned around, took a step forward, squatted down, and looked down at the sluggish figure below. When he saw clearly the armor of the Central Kingdom on the figure on the ground, he paused slightly. , and then asked:

"Are you a soldier of my kingdom?"

After Yin Wen's inquiry came out, the middle-aged soldier lying on the city wall below opened his eyes with all his might, and responded, regardless of the seven orifices that were still bleeding:

"Tang Yuan, deputy general of Shangling City, has met His Highness the Third Highness."

As soon as the three words Shanglingcheng came out, there was a commotion among the generals gathered around, and then Tang Yuan clenched his fists, opened his eyes tightly, and wanted to continue speaking, but he only coughed up a lot of blood foam .

"General Tang, don't worry, recover your energy first, and speak slowly."

After the voice fell, the third prince Yin Wen leaned forward, leaned in front of Tang Yuan, pressed the latter's shoulder, and continued to speak:

"Shangling City suffered a catastrophe, how did you escape from it?"

"Your Highness, it was a major repair who saved me."

After these words came out, Tang Yuan straightened his body abruptly, stretched out his bloody hand, grabbed Yin Wen's shoulder, and said word by word:

"Your Highness, I have a plan to slow down the disaster of Sleeping City!"

As soon as these words came out, the aura of Yin Wen's whole body suddenly rose and shrank. Finally, he took a deep breath and said slowly:

"General Tang, please tell me."

"The lake, Your Highness, behind Shangling City is the Sunset Lake!"

As soon as Tang Yuan's words fell, Yin Wen's deep sea of ​​consciousness exploded directly, causing infinite waves, and the hut suddenly opened, and he stood up abruptly, his eyes fixed on the outside of Shangxiao City.

After a few breaths, more and more generals began to understand the meaning behind Tang Yuan's words, their complexions first changed, and then deep fear emerged.

Then the plump monk of the Violent Bear Clan, Fugui, raised his hand to touch the sweat on his forehead, stared at Yin Wen in front of him, and said tremblingly:

"Your Highness, you?"

Before the voice of inquiry fell, Yin Wen in front of him suddenly raised his right hand, and gently drew a straight line between the cities in front of him, and the voice came out:

"Fugui, you know the eastern part of the Central Shang Kingdom quite well, but do you know how many cities and people there are beyond the horizontal line drawn by His Highness in the northeast of Shangxiao City?"

After the insipid voice came out, Fugui behind Yin Wen trembled more and more violently. After taking a deep breath several times, he opened his mouth and said:

"Your Highness, based on the line you drew, push it toward the Sunset Lake in the northeast. I estimate that there are forty cities."

After finishing speaking, more dense beads of sweat continued to flow down Fugui's forehead. After a deep breath, the voice came out again:

"Well, as for the people in the city, since most of them were ordered to evacuate outside, yes, there should be a lot less."

After finishing speaking, perhaps to hide the frightened look on his face, Fugui raised his hand and wiped his face, then heard the voice from the third prince Yin Wen in front of him:

"Even if most of them have been withdrawn, there should be a lot of them, right?"

After this soliloquy sound came out of Yin Wen's mouth, he took a step forward, and the murmur sounded immediately:

"They should hate me, they should hate me, they died because of me!"

The words coming out of Yin Wen's mouth became louder and louder, and finally directly turned into a roar of infinite despair:

"My Highness, guilty!"

The roar fell, and the third prince Yin Wen jumped up directly from the city wall, narrowly dodging Fugui's hand stretched out from behind.

"Your Highness, Your Highness."

Fugui's anxious voice came out, and after catching the air, he hurriedly looked forward, only to see Yin Wen's golden robe flying body, like a big bird, falling into the lower part of Shangxiao City.

At the same time, the latter's firm command came out:

"None of you are allowed to go down the city wall. You must do your best to keep Shangxiao City intact. This is an order!"

As soon as the words came out, the generals who wanted to follow the fall of the city wall subconsciously paused, their eyes were red, but there were still a few of them who followed and fell.

After a few breaths, Yin Wen, who landed on the city wall, suddenly turned around and raised his head, staring at the sky in front of the city where the bright lights rose into the sky, and the sky above the city, the nine-day sun that finally popped out of his head.

Then a ray of dawn light shone on his handsome face, as if crowning the rising star of the Central God!

In front of Yin Wen is Shangxiao, and behind him is the mighty city of Killing Mian.

Extremely violent murderous intentions flooded in like a tide, but at this moment, Yin Wen didn't think too much.

Because he has already made a choice, and at the same time, he has no choice!

In the next breath, the suddenly protruding Third Prince raised his hands, pressed them directly on the ground below him, and softly uttered two words:

"Point the dragon!"

Afterwards, the whole earth began to roll violently. It began to bulge and crack in front of Yin Wen's body, and finally two golden dragons rushed out from it.

After a while, the huge golden dragon shook its body and divided the land along a straight line, just like a pair of scissors, completely splitting the entire continent.

"The central state, the will is immortal!"

After the shocking roar came out, Yin Wen turned around, opened his hands, and faced the attacking Killing Mian City.

At this moment, he alone is like a mountain!

At the same time, the golden twin dragons resisted this huge piece of land, and quickly pushed it back from Luoyue Lake.

A large piece of land to the northeast of Shangxiao City was directly cut off, rushed into Luoyue Lake, and quickly moved away from Shangxiao City.

In the middle of the country, the strong man broke his wrist!

Chapter 1882

The bells and drums are late and the night is long, and the starry river is about to dawn.

These days, for every living being, the night in this land of great mystery has become extraordinarily lengthy and lengthy, and what is more, it is the monk's confusion about the uncertainty of the future.

Taixuan lives and cultivates the Dao of Heaven and Earth, cultivates Qi, and improves the state to perceive the law, so as to get closer to the way of heaven. Therefore, the higher the cultivation base, the more slightly able to perceive some dao rhyme in the dark.

Although these dao rhymes are extremely weak, once the turmoil and chaos of the heavenly secrets are fed back to the monk himself, he will be dizzy and his practice will be hindered, so the impact is not insignificant.

Fufeng County, Fengyuan City.

The night is dark, but the city is brightly lit, especially the major restaurants, which are still buzzing with people.

There are countless races in the land of Taixuan, so there are a large number of races that are completely free from the shackles of night, and even some special creatures follow the hunting habits of their ancestors and prefer to lie down at night.

The night was dark, and at the same time, the gust of wind that swept outwards non-stop from Fufeng County bombarded the barrier of Fengyuan City, causing a large number of ripples.

Then on the bustling street, a plump young man pushed open the door of a restaurant in the city and stepped into it.

As soon as this person stepped in, there was an extremely noisy communication sound in his ears, and then the extremely lively restaurant lobby came into view directly.

"Drink, drink more. Today's world-shattering way is simply a life to earn, but a life to spend. If you don't keep it, you and I will be decapitated tomorrow, so we still have to enjoy ourselves in time."

A thick voice came directly into the fat man's ears, and then Jin Yuanbao, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, glanced in the direction of the sound, and saw a few big men with rough faces who were drinking with their heads up .