The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 212: The new curse

Long Shiyue led the Dragon Army Feather Regiment to break through the wall from the northwest side, breaking the top of the city wall, the white-bearded old man sitting on the top of the wall, his lean flesh covered with sweat, his chest undulating violently "I forcibly broke the congestion of the meridians and launched the'cannon formation'. Now that the lamp is exhausted, don't waste the elixir." He panted and pushed away the red medicine gourd handed by the next person, and braced himself and shouted: "Long Where is the food jade."

"The second-class Xuanfu of Yingzong made Long Shiyu wait for Grandpa Taizu's dispatch." A thin young man appeared beside him. The twenty-something young man was wearing a black tights and no weapons. The pale and handsome face faintly showed the color of lewdness, and the two eyes were emitting a green light. Long Shiyu knelt down on one knee, and saluted the former Patriarch of the Long Family, Long Qiangri,

"I don't have any vitality anymore in this body, only the three souls and seven souls are still strong. Come on while I can still breathe." The old man said, coughing violently, his back arched like a shrimp. The beard and hair are trembling,

The four dragon elders next to him immediately changed color, and the eldest one said anxiously: "What did you say, the ancestor has already died under the hands of the rebels. If you leave Bintian again, none of the dragons will be able to The person in charge is now, don’t think about it, drink Yiqi Dan and return to the branch house to rest, just watch the Long’s nephew break the enemy line."

Long Shanri pulled his arm and stood up suddenly, straightening his chest and shouting angrily: "Even if I am no longer the Patriarch of the Long Family, will no one listen to the words? These people who live and die under the city Things can’t be dealt with easily. The 1054 elite dragons who captured the Dragon Army have died. The clan’s mansion is broken, and the casualties of the Long’s family are no longer counted. Could this scene be easy to deal with, my old man? Even if the bones survived, they would just be lying in bed and begging for death. It’s better to add the last fire to the battlefield. When that kid brings my granddaughter back, don’t forget to tell her that her grandfather will die too. The iron-clad man of the Long family, unlike the incompetent boy, is not like the innocent kid who does not walk the right way. A man has to stand up to death." After saying this, the old man "slapped" the brick wall and made a earth-shattering sound. Roar: "Dragon Eclipse Moon."

"Follow the death of Grandpa Taizu." The pale-faced Shadowzong Xuanfu drew out a green short sword, lightly pierced into the back of the old man's heart, the blade silently fell into the flesh and penetrated instantly The old man’s Adam’s apple shook, as if he was about to call out the name of the granddaughter who was unable to see him before he died, but as his dim pupils dilated, he could not vomit those two until he died. Syllable, with a thin body standing proudly at the head of the city, the last generation of the Long Family Patriarch, the former strongest in the Eastern Continent, died in the hands of Long Shiyu,

"Grandpa Patriarch." The people of the Presbyterian Church threw themselves down on their knees, crying in tears when facing the upright figure of the old man, Long Shiyu drew out his dagger with a puff, only a trace of blood was stained on the green blade, and a trace of congealed. The apex blood of the powerful soul power, "According to the presbytery's'cutting' order, all secret arts, forbidden arts, and hidden arts will be lifted." The black-clothed youth showed a wicked smile, threw the dagger into the air, and changed his handprints: "Tian Faun Rehmannia, the wind is turbid and the thunder is clear, eat my soul, take my order..."

The green short blade whirled in the air, and suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot into the high sky. The milky white clouds gathered in the sky above the Long Family Mansion. "Little ones, give me each ability and set up a barrier," Long Shiyu screamed, and dozens of Shadow Sect children jumped out immediately behind him. Everyone spread out and cast their spells. The white light kept flashing on the wall: "Prison Dragon Hidden Technique? Falling Phoenix Pillar."

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom." Every spellcaster summoned a huge white pillar five feet high and six feet wide. The pillar pierced deeply into the ground and formed around the outer wall of the Long's house. Half a circle of loose walls, after releasing this spell, the Shadow Sect children fell to the ground wearily, obviously exhausted all their strength, several elders from the Presbyterian Church took the Shadow Sect children to the back of the battle, using their body guards, Long Shao Sun. The corpse, murmured, "Make evil, make evil."

"That's it." Long Shiyu shook his hands virtual, as if grasping an invisible rope, the corners of his mouth smiled evilly, and forcefully pulled the invisible cable down, yelling: "Come on, look. To see if Grandpa Taizu’s soul is enough to feed you,...the imprisoned dragon forbidden technique? Tianjun descends."

"Wow."

The milky white clouds are like two gates opening left and right, spitting out thick yellow fog, a huge **** slowly descending into the world from the heavens. He has the face of a dragon, a human body, a bat’s wings, a leopard’s tail, and forty-eight arms. Riding a headless black monster beast under the crotch, every hand of the **** holds a magic weapon, including vines, whips, sticks, gates, balls, chains, shackles, locks, knives, stones, scissors, shovel, behind The phantoms of cannonballs, boiling pots, fire ponds, and sword mountains appeared, "Guilty." A majestic drink was shocking, not from ears, but from the bottom of my heart. Everyone flashed the good deeds and deeds of this life in an instant. Evil deeds, sins committed, inner guilt and private messages are automatically swelling and swelling, as if they are going to burst out at any time, the patron saint of the Long Family, the legendary Tianjun, who is in charge of punishment in the heavens, is officially here,

Dozens of Jin Ge cavalry witnessed the appearance of the gods, unable to move for a while, and even the mounts froze in place, "What a crime." Everyone felt that the gods in the sky were staring at them with twelve huge eyes. , The bell-like voice of the evening drum and the morning bell made the heart tremble, "Let’s cry." Zhan Ge fell to the ground, and the cavalry raised their heads and muttered about the good and evil of this life, praying to the heavenly monarch for forgiveness,

However, the God of Punishment never forgives, "capital sin." Tianjun roared again, many palms loosened, countless magical instruments fell to the ground whistling, blood splashing, dozens of cavalry were punished with different punishments, beheaded and cut in the waist. , The car cracked, opened the mouth, and even Ling Chi, the city instantly became a **** hell, the cavalry in the distance was frightened, and instigated the liger beast to rout into the distance. Long Shiyue led the dragon army to take advantage of this opportunity to exert powerful combat power, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo. Break away from the encirclement of the resurrected,

Jonah hid in the cave and saw this horrible scene,,, it turns out that gods really exist, and they can appear in front of them at the call of mortals, but in just a few seconds, the staff Sheila There was a shock from Faina. This artifact carried the 17-year-old's spirit through the space like lightning, and saw through the elements of the entire battlefield. In the insightful vision of the new abilities that Jonah could not grasp, Tianjun was jailed. Turned into a horrible green mist, the mist is composed of countless tiny spots of light. Each spot of light is mixed with the power of the elements, the vitality of the sorcerer, and the soul fragments from the victims. The heavenly monarch is not a god, but It is a divine mind aggregate composed of the Dragon Prisoner’s secret technique. It is stretching out its dark green tentacles toward every movable object on the battlefield, invading the ears, nose, throat, and seven orifices, controlling the five senses of all people, and protecting the weak of Will and body are directly destroyed,

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Written on the way from Wuhan to Changsha, but not far away~