At the same time, Shenlong City.

As a large area of ​​Cangzhou was moved by the sand table rule, the city had fallen into a strange black forest.

Looking around, there are endless plants in dark tones and the sky is gray.

The air was filled with a lot of demonic breath.

At first, the tribes in the city rioted for a while, but under the call of the city master to wait for a group of elders, the children of the clan quickly integrated.

Xiu Wei Gaoqiang is responsible for guarding around the city. Some old and weak women and children, Xiu Wei low, are shrunk in the defensive formation.

Emperor Zigui's speech played through the Kyushu Academy made many people understand the current situation.

"City Lord, it seems that the devil has started a full battle."

"Has the communication in the city been repaired?"

"No, this place should be a world of demons. The technology of demons is very strong, and the communication equipment has been disturbed."

"Damn... The communication array of Kyushu College is mainly used by superiors to convey instructions, otherwise it can be tried with that array."

Feng Yu stopped hearing bad news and frowned.

"Elder Hua Feihua's news is also broken. Her flowers and plants are rapidly dying in a large number of worlds. She can't connect each world with the rules now."

"City Lord! There are demonic troops coming in all directions!"

At this time, I saw a gloomy skyline, and a large number of wings were quickly approaching.

All the Winged Demons are sitting and standing with other race demons.

Looking at it, there are thousands of people.

The shadows of countless demons have enveloped this ancestral land of the Dragons.

"Urban... There are less than twenty heavens in the city, and there are more than 100 people in the chaotic realm..."

"This kind of combat power, even with the help of a large defensive lineup, has to deal with so many demons, and it will die for a lifetime!"

"What do the elders think? Should we ignore the children and grandchildren in the city and run away from the city?" Feng Yuzhi asked.

The elders and a group of elders all looked dignified.

Feng Yu Zhi Yun opened the sky six times to repair for a long roar.

"Children of the Shenlongs! At our feet is the place where our ancestors of the Shenlongs are buried!"

"Even if the devil moved our ancestral land hundreds of millions of miles away!"

"Even if we are alone now!"

"But we should not be timid! Because we are descendants of the Shenlongs!"

"Our ancestors once surrendered to all races!"

"In front of countless ancestors of the dragon, we must use our own dragon blood to guard the city! Guard the land!"

"We will kill the demons, and the demons will regret what we have done today!"

"Let the demon respectfully send me the dragon skeleton of the ancestor of the Shenlong family and return to the hometown of Cangzhou!"

"kill!!!"

With the wind to stop the roar of the sky, the warriors of the dragon of the whole city are boiling blood, killing the sky!

At this moment, the demon seemed to feel provoked and began to attack.

Thousands of winged demon army began to gather the flame fireball of demon power in the sky.

"Swoosh—"

The demon fireball is like a meteor shower, and it is smashed down in all directions towards the Dragon City!

"Open the moat!"

Hundreds of dragon runes flashed in all corners of the city.

A large golden formation suddenly formed, covering most of the city!

"Booming--"

The fire was splashing in the sky, and the large array was beaten up and down!

Although the repair of these low-level demons is very low, after all, they used the original power to attack together, and the lethality is not trivial.

Feng Yu stopped with a group of open heavens, guarded in different directions, so as to cope with each other.

In fact, those who open the sky to deal with those low-level demons can still instantly kill a big piece.

Therefore, the low-level demons dare not get close easily, they can only attack from a distance, and they have to wait for the demons to kill them.

With the continuous bombardment in all directions, the residents of the city also fell into fear.

There were cries of children crying and women screaming in the city.

Some timid people began to think about avoiding, and even wanted to slip out of the city.

In the chaotic city, Zhuang Mengdie and a group of elite students from Kyushu College gathered together and planned to fight hard.

"That classmate! Where are you going?!"

Zhuang Mengdie saw a man who covered his head with cloth and sneaked into the ranks of women and children.

Feeling sneaky, he immediately stopped when he went up.

The man turned his back and tried to escape, but was surrounded by several students.

"Ji Zhi Black Patriarch!?"

When everyone saw the person's appearance clearly, they all exclaimed.

There were even ten statues in the city. They were all pleasantly surprised, but they all looked weird again.

"Ji Zhihei Patriarch, you...you are dressed like this, do you want to escape from the underground passage!?"

"This..." Ji Zhihei smirked awkwardly, "I... I'll just go and see, I'm afraid the underground passage is blocked."

A group of college students all showed contempt and anger.

"You are a magnificent ten! A strategic-level strongman! Even at the juncture of crisis, you have to run away with a group of old, weak and sick!"

"Are you still a descendant of Shenlong? Are you so afraid of death!?"

Zhuang Mengdie's tears came out: "We juniors are planning to live and die with Shenlong City! You... how can you be so shameless!?"

Ji Zhihei whispered in a low voice: "All of them have entered the demon's site. What is the difference between this person and the city guarding the death..."

"How do you know if you don't try it? Isn't the devil afraid? Is the devil necessarily stronger than our dragon?"

"Silly girl, how much do you learn from your grandpa? Zhuang Biyou has so many chicken thieves. Why are you so honest?

Everyone has a premeditated plan, and sent us to this place to show that the troops here can definitely eat us up.

We scattered and fled, maybe we can survive some more people, and we die together when we defend the city..." Ji Zhihei said.

"The other party doesn't even have a strategic level. You can kill you?

"That's because I didn't do it, I did it, and the opponent's strategic level came. And believe it or not, most of the guys still restrain me..."

"This is the reason for your escape!?"

Zhuang Mengdie sarcastically smiled: "My grandfather certainly did a lot of wrong things in his life, but he has a word, he really did not say wrong...

Ji Zhihei, even if you are a genius, this life is just a coward!

My grandfather once told me that your cowardice when you were young made you dare not confess to your lover, and finally lost your love.

And now, your cowardice will make you lose your relatives, and you are not worthy of being a descendant of the Dragon!

You can continue to run, run to the end of the world, run for a lifetime!

Ji, run, run! "

Zhuang Mengdie and a group of students filled with righteous indignation stopped talking and turned to the front.

Several students even spit directly at Ji Zhihei, and they no longer regarded him as ten.

Ji Zhihe pouted and looked at a group of old and weak women and children who were going to take refuge.

It was found that several children were looking at him with some innocent eyes.

I don't seem to understand why this uncle is being spurned by so many people.

Ji Zhihei grinned reluctantly, then covered himself with a headscarf and slipped into the tunnel...

at the same time.

Arcadia.

Astrological temple.

Dark-haired shawl, wearing a pair of round-frame lensless glasses, a depraved angel in a elegant white robe, entered the hall.

Beside him, surrounded by exquisite books.

"Sir Booker, the Big Three of Hell, is a little flattered to visit my small place."

The astrological **** is lying on a flying carpet, smiling calmly, playing with a few arcane cards.