"Everyone who came here for a long time has heard the rumors spread by Cui Yuanping, but now that you have killed Cui Yuanping, you can't tell anyone behind!"

Zhang Tian said calmly.

"Emperor Burial, then you think of a complete way to fight with us? Can't you just let us go back empty-handed? If it doesn't work, just give me a slap. That's a gift from your old man to us! "

Someone said excitedly.

These can be regarded as half of Zhang Tian's fanatics, and they asked Zhang Tian to slap him.

This made Zhang Tian ashamed.

"Everyone, listen to me, Haicheng is not too far from here. The city is close to the coast, rich in resources, and close to Haicheng. Why not go to Haicheng for a seat?" Zhang Tian smiled.

After Cui Yuanping heard this, he almost fainted in fright. Don't look at Zhang Tian's words so tactfully, people who are interested can hear it, Zhang Tian is not saying anything polite.

He is attracting hundreds of immortal kings to Haicheng!

What is close to the coast and rich in resources are all told to hundreds of fairy kings!

Sure enough, when the hundred immortal kings listened, their eyes suddenly brightened, and the corners of their mouths surreptitiously curved.

"Haicheng is good. I passed by Haicheng back then. I tell you that the spiritual core there is many times higher than the one outside!"

"People fished from the sea!"

"Isn't it? Let's go quickly? What are you going to do about it! Now that Haicheng stays for two days, and it's not too bad to leave after finishing the work!"

The audience yelled.

"You! You can't go! How can my Millennium Sea City be destroyed in the hands of you bastards? You can't go!" Cui Yuanping panicked.

More panic than Zhang Tian before! When Zhang Tian faced hundreds of immortal kings, he could at least guarantee the safety of the holy city. He was not afraid that hundreds of immortal kings would step into the holy city and disturb the holy city.

But Cui Yuanping couldn't do it.

He is not in the holy city himself, and the person in charge is a steward, and he is still the cultivation base of Emperor Zhunxian, which is one level worse than Emperor Zhunxian.

At most, such a person can deal with three or five spiritual practitioners at the same time, and there is no way to deal with more.

Apart from the housekeeper, there are only his son Cui Zhiping and his youngest son. How can they resist?

Regardless of his scruples, Zhang Tiancai lightly patted Cui Yuanping on the shoulder and said playfully: "City Lord Cui, from the moment you provoke the Holy City, you should have the consciousness of being counter-killed!"

At that time, the famous Emperor Wu died under his own hands, not to mention a small sea city, it is simply irrelevant.

"Zhang Tian! I'm never ending with you! You can't die!" Cui Yuanping's eyes were bloodshot, and he meant to eat Zhang Tian.

Zhang Tian laughed and returned to the city leisurely.

The hundreds of immortal kings under the city are like a torrent, flying in the sky, or driving the raven bird, one by one toward the sea city.

"It's over, Haicheng's thousands of years of hard work have been destroyed by me!"

Cui Yuanping said upset.

"Cui Yuanping, Cui Yuanping, you said that it's not good for you to provoke, you want to provoke the grandson Zhang Tian! Isn't your brain flooded?" Cui Yuanping blamed himself, and when he was excited, he wished to give himself two big slaps.

...

At this moment, inside and outside Haicheng, I don't know that there are already hundreds of fairy kings rushing here.

The second son, Cui Zhiping, was struggling with hundreds of good players in the city, planning to rescue his father.

The ancestor of the raven came to Haicheng single-handedly and said that he wanted to capture Cui Yuanping, but Cui Yuanping was furious.

It doesn't matter if I can't beat the Emperor Burial, can it be that I can't beat a birdman!

Without a word, Cui Yuanping went up and froze, but was beaten back and forth by the birdman several times in the sky. Each stroke was like being smashed by a hammer. The painful Cui Yuanping could no longer say hello, lying on the ground shivering.

The rest of the matter was logical, the Holy Fire Qilin opened his mouth and directly grabbed Cui Yuanping from Haicheng to the Holy City.

And his son, Cui Zhiping, was struggling with the masters in the city, and he found his father missing in a blink of an eye. He knew that Cui Yuanping had been taken away by the Holy Fire Qilin, how could he give up so easily.

Don't do it or stop doing it, emptied all of the wealth of the family, distributed to these good players, and taught them to follow themselves to rescue the old man in the holy city.

"Report...!"

Suddenly a soldier flew up from the horizon, and he fell to the ground in a panic and planted a big somersault.

Cui Zhiping helped him up and asked, "Why is it so nervous? Could it be that Zhang Tian's grandson beat him back again?"

The soldier took a big breath, then shook his head severely and said, "It's not Zhang Tian! It's... a dozen immortal kings are driving here! The ride is a raven, very fast!"

"Could it be that Emperor Wei sent someone here?" Cui Zhiping was overjoyed and murmured, "I knew that Emperor Wei did not give up on us. In fact, Emperor Wei has been paying attention to us. He saw that Haicheng was in danger. Send someone here!"

The soldier scratched his head and said embarrassingly: "But why didn't I send a message in advance?"

"Nonsense! Saving people is imminent. When we receive the message, my dad may be cold. I don't understand!" Cui Zhiping scolded the soldier.

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