"Xiao Lin! You go back to the courtyard first, let's go to the city head..."

Jiang Yumu said anxiously.

Now Xiao Lin's injury is unknown, and he absolutely can't stop fighting. As for the situation in Xiao Lin's body, he can only wait to come back and talk about it.

But turning around, the **** fish mud found that Xiao Lin's appearance gradually changed, and finally turned into a small doll with the appearance of a full body!

Turning his head again, Tai Er Zhenjun and others have disappeared in place, leaving only a Yin-Yang magic circle on the ground.

At the same time, Jiang Lin, who had escaped with the substitute produced by the system, had already rushed to the city with Taier Zhenjun and others.

In the city of Wanli, the bell still rang. In the wine shop, the man joking with the widow put a few pieces of silver on the table, and then smiled and said something to the boss and left.

The cultivator of the Yin and Yang family hurriedly closed the stall, pushed the cart aside, and added a hidden circle by the way, so as not to lose the guy who was eating.

The monk who was sleeping in the yard at noon thought for a while, and left a suicide note on the table, and then put all his belongings next to the suicide note, then walked out of the yard and locked the door.

Some monks who are exercising at the seafood market lift their pants and leave, and the money must be paid.

The martial arts of the Chen family are accustomed to them, and they have nothing to prepare. They are nothing more than a pair of fists up and down.

The monk who had just arrived in Wanli City wrote a suicide note at the request of his predecessors. It was really strange to write a suicide note for the first time.

But these old men knew that if they got off the city, some of them would not be able to return.

In less than half of the incense, tens of thousands of monks and warriors gathered on the city of Wanli.

On this line of defense between Haoran Tianxia and Yaozu Tianxia, ​​everyone will guard their own section of the city wall, but these guards are autonomous and there is no organization.

If a certain section of the city wall is weak offensive, then this section of the city wall can allow the "newcomers" to experience it.

If the offensive of a certain section of the city wall is particularly fierce, then monks with insufficient realm and insufficient actual combat are prohibited from leaving, but the paradise for the old birds of Wanli City.

If you feel that there is nothing you can do in this section of the city, you can go to another section of the city wall.

All in all, the offensive and defensive mobility of Wanli City is very strong.

Of course, it is not that the Yaozu world has not considered doing a feint attack, placing a few Yuanying Stage Yupu Stages in places where the offensive is weak, by surprise.

But within the fifty li under the city of Wanli, there are three saints who sit high in the sky under the control.

The monks above the Yuanying stage and Yuanying stage will be discovered as long as they are within fifty miles of Wanli City.

Therefore, the battle between the two worlds has nothing to say about conspiracies and tricks, and the art of war and tactics are basically of little significance under the city of Wanli.

The strength of both sides is the last word!

There is a saying:

When the Yaozu world did not attack the city, it was either preparing for the next siege, or the force of the siege was already dead.

When the monks of the Monster Race World appeared at the head of Wanli City, then the monks and warriors in Wanli City were all dead.

This is the battlefield of two worlds, thousands of blood-colored flowers will bloom in every war.

"Sister Jiang? Did Sister Jiang find Xiao Lin?"

"No, what about Sister Lin? Is there a clue?"

"Can't find it, no one has seen Xiao Lin."

"Sister Xiao is looking at the other end of the city, and she will send us a signal if she finds it." Qingzhu also ran over at this time.

"Sister Qingzhu, why did Xiao Lin hide her tracks..." Chen Jia almost cried, his eyes were watery.

"Little married, don't worry, the son will be fine, he will have a battle with ordinary immortals in the Yupu realm of the son, and there are only a handful of them that can hurt the son."

Qing Zhu held Chen Jia's small hand and comforted softly.

"Yeah, even if Xiao Lin is really on the battlefield, Xiao Lin's sword aura is very recognizable on the battlefield, so don't worry." Jiang Yuni also came over to comfort him.

If Jiang Lin saw this scene, he would probably be moved to shed two tears!

Isn’t such a harmonious harem what I dream of?

But as the saying goes, solve the foreign troubles first, and then deal with the family affairs. The harmony of the harem is currently only based on the safety of Jianglin.

And listening to the comfort of Sister Jiang and Senior Qing Zhu, Chen Jia also nodded.

But in fact, they said that, but in their hearts, they were still very unstable. Everyone faintly felt that Jiang Lin was going to do something dangerous, and they didn't want to worry about it before hiding.

And just as the girl and the others were talking, as far as the sight of Wanli City was, the dust was flying up to a hundred meters!

The cultivators of the Jade Heart Sect who stood on the head of the city gathered their eyes together and looked away, with just a glance, the charge of the Million Demon Army almost made their legs kneel softly.

They had never seen so many monster races before, and they had never seen such a vast formation.

And as the demon army got closer, everyone could feel the city wall shaking under their feet.

The genius young man of Dragon Sword Sect shook his long sword, his sword heart was already excited.

Taoist Huanglong also tightened his robe, his brows were very solemn.

Chen Bei didn't feel much, it was just a punch.

Qian Xiaopang is standing next to the elder of his painting school~lightnovelpub.net~ He has never missed home so much...

Leng Bingqing and her mother Leng Yu were standing on the top of the city, and the girl looked around, trying to find him.

Leng Yu just spoke lightly: "Concentrate, or you will die."

When the monster army quickly approached, the vibration under the feet of the tens of thousands of monks and warriors on the top of the city became more and more obvious.

The newcomers did not dare to take a breath, they wanted to ask when to shoot, how to shoot, and what should they do?

But when I opened my mouth, I found myself nervously unable to pronounce syllables!

In contrast, the fat guy nearby was crying and clamoring to go home, but the fat guy who was picked up by his parents was much better.

"This time the demonic world is the general attack, and the funeral bill is as follows..."

Over the city of Wanli, I thought of a Confucian's voice.

"Sword Rain: The Twelve Demon King Yuzhi's original biography, Yupu Realm, you can get a fairy soldier if you cut it."

"Cold: The Twelve Demon King Shenjia's Diary, Yuanying's Triple Building, cut it to get a half-celestial soldier, and a thousand top-grade spirit stones."

"Shui Chan: The twelve demon king wants to be the disciple, the second floor of Yuanying, you can get a half-celestial soldier, and a thousand top-grade spiritual stones."

"Sha: wild repair, unknown realm, unknown technique, collect intelligence, don't confront head-on"

"Shulu: The first disciple of the Twelve Demon Kings, the second floor of the Yuanying Stage, he obtained a half-celestial soldier and a thousand top-grade spiritual stones."

"Puppet: The body is unknown. Every time one of the puppets is broken, there are 500 high-grade spirit stones."

As the voice disappeared, their faces and corresponding names appeared in everyone's mind.