Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul Chapter 7353: The Last Fortress

"You people here are obviously not from the same place. Apart from the City of Pain, are there other primitive cities?"

Ling Xiao asked.

While setting up the formation and talking, it is not easy for the other party to find out.

"Your Excellency is indeed a warrior in Primordial City. He didn't wear a uniform. Is it a newcomer?"

Yu Biao said: "Since this is so, it is easy to handle. We might as well break the last fortress of this city together, and then divide the good things together.

There is something called the Heart of the World in this city.

The inner world of the warrior can quickly grow into a small world. "

Oh?

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, she was really dozing off and someone gave a pillow.

There is actually something like Heart of the World, which is really interesting.

Just as I was thinking, more people gathered.

There are many people, there are thousands of people.

But Ling Xiao probably took a look, and they were basically warriors below the eighth-level general.

The strongest one is nothing more than the eighth-level **** king.

He can handle it.

And it's not difficult.

"Yu Biao, what happened, should I be allowed to come over?"

A voice shouted.

"Wu Peng, there is a master who has not yet known his identity. He killed our people."

Yu Biao turned around and said.

The person who chanted was a martial artist who was cultivated by the eighth-level **** king.

Wu Peng glanced at Ling Xiao and found that it was just a waste wood of the sixth-level realm king Xiuwei.

They dismissed it.

Just before, Ling Xiao asked Yuan Zun to help him improve the cultivation base of the Demon Clothes.

Promoted from the sixth-level **** king to the sixth-level realm king.

It's been a long time, and many people can have such an improvement, so it won't attract the attention of the gods.

Furthermore, if he has been stuck at the sixth-level **** king cultivation base, he can still fight, which will inevitably arouse more people's suspicion.

The gods are not fools.

Always improve and make this panic more real.

"Whoever he is, anyone who dares to kill us deserves to die! Kill!"

Wu Peng is much more direct than Yu Biao, because his cultivation base is much higher than Yu Biao.

When everyone listened to Wu Peng's words, they immediately took out their weapons and faced Ling Xiao.

The opponent is alone.

They are not afraid at all.

At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly smiled.

Although it is a smile, there is a gloomy chill in the smile.

"Although the strong is respected! But what I hate most is bullying the weak.

You guys, go to hell.

The Saint Rune strengthens the Plague Bone Array! "

The power of the Plague Bone Array is not weak, and now it is strengthened by the Holy Rune technique.

That is even more terrifying.

"Ah..."

The screams cut through the silent night sky in an instant.

And more than one.

At the same time, hundreds of warriors were infected by the terrifying plague, and their bodies began to corrode rapidly.

That kind of pain, they once let the people here taste it, and now it's their turn.

The next moment, Ling Xiao's figure disappeared.

A figure was directly blasted into the air, turning into debris.

The screams came and went one after another.

The Plague Bone Array plus Ling Xiao's own assault.

It became a unilateral killing.

Thousands of people are so helpless facing one person.

In a blink of an eye, thousands of people almost died.

Judging from the situation, Yu Biao slipped away at the beginning.

Ling Xiao didn't bother to chase after him, anyway, he was going to the same direction, sooner or later, they were all killed.

At this time, that Wu Peng was stepped on by Ling Xiao, his face was hideous, and his body was entangled with plague, and he was in pain.

"How many people are there in your five primitive cities?"

Ling Xiao asked coldly.

The other party didn't have time to refuse, so he felt a trance and said everything he should have said.

"At least fifty thousand in total!"

"How strong is it?"

"Six eighth-level **** emperors, as for the eighth-level **** kings, there are hundreds..."

Ling Xiao's eyes were cold.

Such strength is indeed powerful.

No wonder the aborigines can’t hold on.

Han Lei and Yin Yin are just eighth-level **** generals cultivation base, even if they have the combat power of an eighth-level **** king, that's not good.

"How is the situation in the City Lord's Mansion now?"

The City Lord’s Mansion is the last fortress of this city.

"The defense is good. We have lost a lot of people, but it is estimated that we can win the next attack."

A cold light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, she didn't dare to delay any more, and went straight away.

Fast and electric.

Wu Peng has been completely swallowed by the plague, and his whole person has gradually turned into withered bones.

The person Ling Xiao wants to kill will never be let go.

This time, no exception.

The night seems to be about to pass.

But for the people in the City Lord's Mansion, it is suffering.

After repeated attacks, the City Lord's Mansion has reached its limit.

Although the owner of this city spent a lot of effort in building the city lord mansion.

There are even some simple formations.

But it still couldn't stop the onslaught of five primitive cities and more than fifty thousand powerful people.

Although they resisted desperately.

But now, everyone has wounds on their bodies, everyone is embarrassed, and their eyes are full of pain and despair.

They are tenacious.

I don’t know how many times the enemy’s attacks have been repelled.

The enemy's corpse is about to block the city gate.

There are about thousands of people.

Here, there is still an eighth-level **** king and an eighth-level **** emperor who are dead!

For the five primitive cities, this loss is too great.

They are very upset.

So once the City Lord's Mansion is broken, they will not leave anyone behind.

Including those people from the Dark City.

"Ah..."

A scream sounded on the courtyard wall of the City Lord's Mansion~IndoMTL.com~ Another person who tried to sneak into the City Lord's Mansion was killed.

The hands-on are charming.

This woman looks very quiet and fragile.

However, in this battle to defend the City Lord's Mansion, he has repeatedly made extraordinary achievements.

All the aborigines looked at her and Han Lei, their eyes filled with admiration and admiration.

Not to mention gratitude.

It also came from the underworld, why are people so different from people.

If it weren't for the help of these two people, and cooperate with Lord City Lord, I'm afraid this City Lord Mansion has already been breached.

There have been many gaps in the walls of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Completely making up is impossible.

The next time the opponent hits, it may be the end of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Everyone knows it in their hearts.

The enemy's strength is too strong, there are too many people, and the coming is so menacing, they have no way to resist.

Neither did he think of a way out.

"Awesome, not bad, I actually killed one more than me!"

Han Lei was covered with blood and was very tired, but his eyes still showed strong fighting spirit.

"You two, go and rest. Next, I will guard!"

Fu Bing came over.

He is a stronger presence than Han Lei and Yinyin.

But even so, the strength and number of enemies are beyond imagination.

The cunning Fu Bing was also hurt all over, even one of his arms was gone.

"Your arm is to protect me!"

Han Lei looked at Fu Bing, lowered her head, a little guilty.

"It's just one arm. After this battle is over, it's enough to spawn."

Fu Bing doesn't matter.

For a strong man of his level, it is easy to grow an arm.

"Everyone, go take a rest, tonight, I'm afraid there will be the worst battle."

The lord of the city looked at the three people.