Chapter 1050: protector

"Keep alert, it's not safe!"
Always with the Qianlong who is behind Tang Zhen, at this moment, he has slowly pulled out a sword and took the lead to the ruins in front of him.
Unlike other lords of the Holy Dragon City, Qianlong prefers to carry the weapon with him, so that he can enter the battle for the first time instead of putting it into the storage equipment.
As the right arm of Tang Zhen, guarding the last barrier around him, Qianlong will never let the danger easily approach Tang Zhen.
In fact, since the establishment of the Holy Dragon City, the assassination of Tang Zhen has been repeated once, but almost every time it has been quietly disposed of by Qianlong and his men, and sometimes he will not tell Tang Zhen.
In Qianlong’s view, Tang Zhen, the owner of the Loucheng City, should not be bothered by this kind of thing.
As Qianlong took the initiative to explore the road, among the lords of the Holy Dragon City behind him, dozens of people followed closely, and also followed the Qianlong with weapons.
As for the other lords and contract monks, they all showed their defensive posture and quickly dispersed around the temple of the gods.
Tang Zhen stepped forward, followed the team, and walked slowly toward the hall.
A subtle sound of sound came and passed into the ears of the people who were waiting for them, so that their eyes could be condensed.
"Oh!"
The moss on the ground rises, followed by a white body covered with mud reaching out to the ground, and the spread palms are firmly gripped.
"Hey!"
A chain of lightning appeared out of thin air, spreading around the crowd and wrapping several Lords of the Holy Dragon.
Taking advantage of the intensive cultivation, these lords of the Holy Dragon City quickly escaped the erosion of lightning, but they suffered from no harm.
This lightning spell, the monk of the Holy Dragon City has never seen, the lethality is obviously stronger than the spells of the indigenous mages.
At the same time, the surrounding Lord of the Dragon City quickly attacked the ground and blasted the position of the arm into a large pit.
A broken body was taken out of the big pit.
But then more arms came out from the ground, and with the sound of a muffled sound, a piece of stone made of stone covered the sky, while the road with a strong figure, also flew out from the ground.
These sudden appearances, all over the body are wrapped in black broken robes, in the process of continuous flight, revealing the chain armor they wear under the robes.
Their skin is pale and dry, their eyes are shimmering with a faint white light, and their hands are armed with a tomahawk and an epee, pointing to the Holy Dragon City monk.
However, in the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred similar figures appeared in the air, and the body smelled of decay, cold and depressed.
For the first time wearing a gorgeous black robe, just a tall man with a face that has shrunk like a cockroach, holding a wand, looking down at Tang Zhen and others.
Its head minister has a sharp long horn, apparently a race outside of humanity.
"The gods, leave here, or die!"
Dry and dumb, like the sound of rusting iron pieces, slowly emanating from its mouth, with a hint of tone in its tone.
Tang Zhen was far away from the tall man. After looking at the other party’s ritual dress, he said in a cold voice:
Who are you, are you the guardians here?

The tall man heard the words and fell on Tang Zhen’s body. After a few seconds of silence, he answered Tang Zhen’s question.
"We are the devotional deities of the gods, the guardians of the temples of the gods, swearing to guard the peace here, and not let the mundane people disturb the dwelling place of the gods!"
When it comes to this, the man who looks like a corpse of general guardian looks at Tang Zhen with his cold eyes.
"So apart from the most devout believers, absolutely no one else is allowed to enter, especially the blasphemy!"
The red mans in the eyes of the guardian’s head flashed and disappeared.
Tang Zhen heard this and looked at the guardians who had not known how many years existed. In fact, the body had already died, but relied on the support of the soul to continue to exist, and the eyes flashed a little disdain.
Although the other party's beliefs are worthy of respect, they even prevented everyone from entering the temples, which is naturally their own enemy.
Since it is an enemy, the next thing is much simpler.
There was a smirk in the corner of his mouth. Tang Zhen raised his finger to the guardian leader and said in an icy tone: "Since you have been dead for so many years, it is still a good place to stay underground, a ruin, what is worth guarding. of?
You may not know that a you believe in has just been beaten by me!

The guardian of the opposite side heard the words and immediately shouted with an angry voice: "Hey God, give me to die!"
"What the is you!"
The voice just fell, the fierce battle between the two sides suddenly began!
The figure of the road is constantly flashing around the halls of the gods. There are constant energy rays and swords in the air. The two sides of the fight are hard to find!
These are sleeping in the ground. I don’t know how many years the guardians of the temple have all the power of the lord, and the number of mages and warriors is half.
In the words of the indigenous monks, they are a group of real "holy"!
Compared with the current Tamriel monks, these ancient guardians have more fierce fighting power, and the offense and defense are completely irresistible.
In fact, they really don't have to worry about being hurt by the sword, because their bodies are dead and they don't feel any pain at all.
In this way, the two sides immediately played hard to understand, seeing the one-on-one battle can not help these guardians, the lord of the holy dragon city behind watching the battle also quickly unable to fight the desire to fight, quickly joined the battle.
As a result, the guardians immediately fell into the wind, and were slashed into pieces by the Lord of the Dragon City!
"Quick speed, don't delay time!"
The Qianlong, who was replaced by the fat man, immediately began to command the battle and cleared the guardians.
As the body of a guardian descends from the sky, the sky is already covered with the shadow of the Lord of the Dragon. Only the fat man and the guardian of the guardian are still in full swing.
The strength of the two sides is almost the same, the way of fighting is also extremely realistic, and it is extremely fierce and fierce.
A muffled sound, from the place where they played, the violent momentum, the people around were shocked.
However, Tang Zhen and others did not intervene because he has already seen that the fat man seems to be at a critical stage of a breakthrough.
The fat man's cultivation is the strength. Since joining the holy dragon city, he has made rapid progress. Now he is stuck in the promotion of the door.
If you want to go through this threshold, others can't help, and you need to do it yourself.
At this time, the fat man has already found the opportunity to be promoted. Once he has passed this threshold, he will be promoted to the real king-level monk!
This is a very important thing for the fat man himself, for the holy dragon city!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the battle in the air has become more and more fierce, and it will be hit hard if it is careless.
At this moment, a happy laughter came out from the sky, it was the voice of the fat man himself.
A violent and startling atmosphere spread out with him as the center, and the guardian sacrificed him to his neck and directly into two!