God Emperor of Dragon Tripod Chapter 542: Furious anger

On the head of Tiankui City, the city lord Han Geng looked at the thousands of human cultivators surrounded by the ghost army outside the city with a grim expression. It was expected that these people would not be able to escape the result of all their deaths. Moreover, at present, the ghost tribe is besieging the thousands of people organized by Chu Jun regardless of casualties, and the formation is dense. At this time, if the spirit cannon salvos, it will definitely inflict heavy damage on the ghost tribe army.

"Fire!" Han Geng ordered without hesitation.

The leader of the city guard was stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and asked in surprise: "My lord, fire now? This will hurt his own people!"

Han Geng's face sank, and he said sharply: "Shoot now!"

The leader of the city guard felt cold and hurriedly preached: "Fire!"

The city guards who were in charge of the artillery hesitated, and finally activated the spirit cannon. The explosive array of hundreds of spirit cannons lit up and their energy soared. The fifteen thunder cannons flashed with blue and white lightning, and the terrifying aura was accumulating in a geometric series, and the volume of the fourth-grade thunder series beast crystals in the explosion array was rapidly reduced.

Boom! Boom...

The earth-shaking explosion sounded!

Chu Junhuo looked back, and saw hundreds of dazzling white lights suddenly burst into the Tiankui city's defensive formation, which was also mixed with fifteen thick blue and white light beams, whizzing towards this side. .

Chu Jun couldn't help but his complexion changed drastically, his anger fell in his dantian, and he shouted loudly: "Shield!"

"Rin Yue Yujie!"

With Chu Jun as the center, the one-month white enchantment stretched out in all directions, shielding a dozen people around him, and all the practitioners also released magic shields to protect themselves.

Hundreds of Linggang heavy artillery fell directly into the battlefield!

The booming explosion resounded across the world, and it was covered by white light like running water for several miles, and the dust mixed with the fragments of flesh and limbs was thrown into the sky. Hundreds of volleys of Linggang heavy artillery, plus fifteen thunder cannons rushing into such a dense battle formation, the damage caused can be imagined.

In the ghost army, nearly 3,000 people were killed or injured instantly, and the number of human cultivators was relatively small. In addition, they were not the target of the attack, but nearly 1,000 people were killed or injured. The energy storm dissipated, the dust settled, and there were scattered corpses on the ground, and the disabled and undeceased wailing painfully, many of whom were repairers.

Everyone had a fierce battle for a night, and most of them were already in a state of exhaustion. Even if the body shield was turned on, they were unable to resist the power of the Linggang heavy artillery, and they died in this round of the Linggang heavy artillery and the Thunder God Thunder Cannon. Among the nearly 1,000 cultivators shot, there were dozens of golden cores and even a few Yuan Ying.

"Bantham!" Fan Jian suddenly screamed and rushed towards the ground.

I saw the big club fell in a pool of blood, still holding a long spear tightly in his hand. The Tianhuangzong flag on the tip of the spear has been blown into scraps of cloth, and the cloth strips are full of blood. Hunting swayed in the air, and the audience was deadly silent.

Chu Jun's eyes are as red as blood, and his body exudes a terrifying murderous aura, like the Shura **** who just came out of the blood prison, staring at the head of Tiankui City with biting eyes. More than 4,000 surviving cultivators stared with red eyes and looked in the direction of the city with incomparable anger. A sorrowful and indignant air of killing was intertwined and sublimated above their heads, rising into the sky!

Angry! Unspeakable anger! ! Extreme fury! ! !

"Han Geng old dog-thief!" Chu Jun pointed his long sword towards the head of the city, his handsome face twisted savagely, his eyes glared, his hair spread, his blue shirt bulging, and a rage appeared behind him. The Baizhang phantom.

The huge and murderous voice spread out from afar, and it can be heard within a radius of ten miles. The extremely harsh aura in the voice makes those who hear it frightened.

Han Geng on the head of the city actually took a step back subconsciously in fright, his eyelids jumped wildly, and his expression was cloudy. Everyone in the city guard looked at each other with a panic, while others gloated at Han Geng's face.

Han Geng has lived for hundreds of years. After being the lord of the city for nearly a hundred years, he quickly calmed down and said indifferently: "Restore energy and prepare for the second round of blows!"

The battlefield was still for a while due to a volley of spirit cannons, but the life-and-death battle will not end because of this, and the two sides will soon fight again. The surviving cultivators, with incomparable resentment, slaughtered the overwhelming ghost army.

Ghost Wanglie's complexion was solemn, and he said loudly: "Kill them all at all costs!"

A total of 50,000 ghosts came here this time, and there are still more than 30,000 left, and the casualties are no less than that of human repairers!

Ghost Wang Lie gave an order, and the army of more than 30,000 ghost tribes suddenly pressed on, surrounded by more than 4,000 people such as Chu Jun, and continuously charged and killed them. How did the already exhausted human practitioners withstand this tide of attack, and there were continuous casualties, and the number rapidly decreased.

Ghost Wang Lie stared at Chu Jun stubbornly, with a cold killing intent in his eyes. This human cultivator made him feel jealous, and subconsciously told him that he must kill this person today, otherwise there will be endless troubles. Looking at the thousands of human cultivators who are constantly pressing and shrinking the scope, Ghost Wang Lie’s heart is gradually let go. If there is no accident, this person is dead today. No matter how high your cultivation is, you can’t stand tens of thousands of well-trained masters. Siege.

"Marshal, the 100,000 army of Chongmingzhou has appeared fifty miles away!" A ghost scout suddenly rushed to the ghost Wanglie to report.

Ghost Wanglie and the ghost girl around him couldn't help but change their faces!

The muscles on Ghost Wanglie’s face jumped wildly, staring at Chu Jun, who was still unstoppably slashing his sword in the formation, squeezing his fists tightly, and shouting angrily: "Trash, give Ben Kill him! Kill him!"

Several ghost generals suddenly attacked Chu Jun frantically. Chu Jun immediately felt the pressure increased. After several consecutive blows on his body, blood soared.

Hey! Luo Heng swung his sword to fend off a ghost general for Chu Jun, but he was swept across his ribs with a knife by another ghost general, and he snorted and dyed his robe red with blood.

"Die!" The ghost will take advantage of the momentum and slash to Luo Heng's neck~IndoMTL.com~ Under the urging force of the ghost, the speed is extremely fast.

Luo Heng's expression is cold, and he jabs out with his sword fingers in his left hand!

Hey! A sharp and unmatched sword intent shot out from his fingers, and the ghost general only felt a little cold star quickly magnified in front of his eyes, then his brows became cold, his hands lost consciousness, and the blade was slightly deflected.

Puff! The ghost knife slashed on Luo Heng's shoulder, almost completely inserted in!

"Lao Luo!" Chu Jun yelled, his left fist blasted out, and a three-color explosive gun hit the ghost general's chest, directly exploding a huge pit.

"Moon-Splitting Wind Blade!" Chu Jun exhausted all the remaining Rin Moon's divine power, and unleashed a moon-shattering wind blade, which immediately wiped out a large group of ghosts in front of him.

Rumble...

There are dozens of black spots on the horizon, and the dazzling white light from the circle is faintly visible!

"Marshal, the 100,000 army of Chongmingzhou will be here soon, let's withdraw!" Tuotuo hurriedly persuaded.

Gui Wanglie's face was pale, he glanced unwillingly at the black spots on the horizon, and he could kill that person in just a moment, hate it!

"Marshal, if we don’t withdraw, it’s too late. As long as we act according to the plan, that person will die in our hands sooner or later. Why should we rush for a while, let’s withdraw quickly. If we don’t withdraw, it will affect our plans. Annihilating one hundred thousand Chongmingzhou regular army, even we ourselves cannot protect ourselves!" Tuotuo reminded.

Ghost Wanglie gave Chu Jun a fierce look and shouted: "Order everyone to retreat!"