Chapter 1008: Dragon city

The glory of Xuyang is scattered in the mountains. There are huge potholes in this unknown mountain. Several hills are even directly razed to the ground, and the potholes caused by the gods are the biggest, just like a huge Like the basin, the entire mountain area passes through this battle as if it had been hit by a meteor shower.
A messy mountain is full of people, including the wounded, and those who are captured and who have not been able to escape and are captured and fired.
"Lock with a prisoner's soul."
The wind battle came loudly in the crowd, and coughed a few times with a violent cough. The corner of his mouth overflowed with blood. The battle was so fierce that he was too ill and vomited.
"Wind Lord, are you okay?" asked Wan Qilin frowning.
"Nothing, the power of the East into the kid is really different." The wind warfare sneaked a smile: "If it weren't for my bodyguard, I was afraid that the sneak attack was enough for me."
Wan Qilin nodded, but smiled: "However, after the fiery field is over, this battle will not return to the past weather!"
"Yes!"
Lin Muyu took Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxuan back to the ground. After landing, they saw that the wind and the people who had been wounded by a fiery fire were wearing a kind of shackles that clasped their hands, making it impossible to use divine power. Not to mention the ability to use broken voids. Each pair of scorpions has a root thorn. The thorns pierce into the skin but do not bleed, but they block the circulation of divine power. It’s the same thing, but it’s more cruel.
"These are the prisoner's locks?" Lin Muyu asked.
"Yes, Lin Shuai." Feng Zhan Lin knows that he is not the first secret person. He certainly does not know, and respectfully said: "The prisoner's lock is made of special materials, which can be used to quench the blood, making the draper It’s impossible to use the power of the gods. In our sixty-four domain, we have always used this method to imprison the gods."
Lin Muyu beheaded: "How many people have been captured in this battle?"
"Calling Lin Shuai, a total of 9 people captured the gods, the gods of the hundred and forty, the gods respect more than 400 people, in addition, we also annihilated three gods, nearly 100 gods, nearly 300 gods, After the war, the fire domain is almost identical to being completely annihilated. The number of people who follow the escape of the East is no more than one hundred. Please let Lin Shuai relax!"
Said, the wind war is full of bathing in the morning light, closed eyes and took a deep breath, smiled and said: "I did not think that our spirits domain actually has today's achievements, destroying the fire domain, this is our ancestors I wish that it was finally realized in my generation. Thank you, Lin Shuai, for letting me get what I want!"
Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile: "This is what we all have to pay, don't thank me, we are already our own."
"Yes!"
Aside, Wan Qilin respectfully said: "Lin Shuai, we have resurrected hundreds of prisoners. What should we do now? Take them back to Longmeng Lingque Fort, or?"
Lin Muyu thought a little and asked: "The Eastern monk has been seriously injured and defeated, but there is still a little strength in his hand. He should have no guts to return to the domain of the fire domain. According to your opinion, where will the Oriental monk go?"
"Well, this..." Wan Qilin said with a sigh: "There are thousands of miles in the south of the sixty-four field. It seems that there is no place for the East in addition to the fiery field. After all, the fierce fires have been in contact with several major domains in the south. The state of friction."
"This is not necessarily true." In the crowd, a beautiful girl came out, it was Luo Xintian, and she raised her eyebrows: "As far as I know, not all of the ten southern regions have been attacked by the fire domain. For example, in the southwestern falling star field, the falling star field has never fought with the fierce fire domain. If I remember correctly, the main character of the falling star domain, Zheng Xian and Dongfang, has a relationship. It is said that Dongfang has sent ten appearances. The beautiful acolyte gave the oriental toad, while the oriental dragonfly sent hundreds of precious spiritual fruit trees to Zheng Xian, and the two had never had friction."
"Falling the stars?" The wind warfare can not help but frown: "This is a problem, how can I forget the falling stars."
Lin Muyu has seen the 64-domain map and knows the location of the falling star field. He said: "The falling star field is far away from here. It must be attacked for a while, and the wind domain master, how is the strength of the falling star field?"
Wind battles and clinging fists: "Qi Yu Lin Shuai, Luo Xingyu has a total of 12 gods, 200 gods, and more than 600 people, is one of the few domains in the South, second only to the fire domain. If it is true as Luo Xintian said, then we may have to face new opponents."
"It doesn't matter, let's rest for a while."
"Yes!"
"So..." Wan Qilin said: "How to deal with the fiery domain domain, it is the largest domain of the dozen or so domains in the South, more than double the size of our Lingque Fort!"
Lin Muyu smiled slightly: "It seems that we have to change the domain fortune again. All the dragons of the Dragon League moved to the fiery area to live in the fortress. In addition, the fire domain domain was renamed Dragon City, which is the capital of our Longmeng. It is."
"From now on, it will not change?"
"It's gone, otherwise your Lingguo tree will probably die again if you transplant it again?"
"Yeah, Lin Shuai Mingjian, that is my heart and baby."
"Ha ha ha..."
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In the afternoon, Lin Muyu led the team to reach the fiery field. As the legend, this city has been in operation for tens of thousands of years. It is like a giant squatting. There are numerous crystal clear stones in the periphery of the city. These stones contain Sealing ability protects the city from the wind and sun, and from the wild animals.
In the voice of "Rumble", the gates of the city have been opened. After learning that the heroes of the fiery field are almost completely annihilated, the servants in the city have already announced their own surrender to the Shunlong League. These servants are very clever and intelligent. I am only a vassal. It is not important to follow what kind of master. What is important is to be alive.
Entering the city pool, before the evening, the city pool was replaced with the name of the gold medal - Longcheng, and the wind warfare hand-handedly used the sword to engrave the stone, and wrote the word "Dragon League" on a rock that was 10 meters high. Hundreds of sacred masters put the boulder on the open space outside the city to demonstrate the majesty of the Dragon League. Then, the thing to be done is the ideological work. The prisoners of the fiery field must be turned into the Longmeng people as quickly as possible.
This ideological work is actually very simple. First of all, Lin Muyu, who has been in the human world, has been playing for more than ten years, has been a king, and has been a commander of the three armed forces, is very good at it. Secondly, Xi Yan uses his own blazing angel’s identity. Let some of the gods masters return to their hearts, who wants to be an enemy of a blazing angel?
More importantly, Lin Muyu defeated the Eastern Dragonfly with one sword and one sword. This is what everyone has seen. The forest wheel of Lin Muyu can even compete with the gods of the East. This is more important than anything else. The ancient secrets advocate the strong. Lin Muyu defeated the East, and he was easygoing. He quickly established the image of a hero in the realm of Dragon League. In the 64th year of the battle, it is necessary to have such a supreme personality and be able to make a sword. The heroes have appeared.
Imagine a of the supreme character, holding the peerless sword of the gods, and the identity of the left-wing marshal of the East Heaven, who is not loyal to such people, but who is still loyal to him? Compared with Lin Muyu, Dongfang, Wufeng and others are simply wild gods who are on the verge of the ancients. It is not worth mentioning.
In just three days, the hundreds of fierce fire gods who resurrected in the Unnamed Valley have almost all sworn allegiance, except for a few people from the Eastern surname.
And they are being held in the dungeons deep in the Dragon City.
In the middle of the night, the stars are full of stars, and the huge ice crystals above the Dragon City are very incomparable. The light of the stars does not stop falling to the earth. On the street, a list of servants carrying the soldiers slowly walks through. The night patrol of Longmeng is not ordinary. .
Lin Muyu walked on the stone road, but in his mind he was thinking about the falling stars. Just walking, there was a person in front, wearing a black robe.
"who?"
"..."
The black robe did not say anything and escaped.
"stop!"
Where Lin Muyu had let go of his truth, a stepping fly flew forward, Xuanyuanjian was too late to take out the sheath, and directly took the palm as a knife and took out the starburst. The black robe knew that he could not escape, and hurriedly turned and raised his fist. Ying, a flame of flames came to the face, "嘭" and Lin Muyu's palm knife together, suddenly a strong anti-shock force came.
"Ok?"
Lin Muyu looks awkward, this person is also a emperor, and the cultivation is not low.
After crossing the body, Lin Muyu kicked a foot out of the volley, and the ankle was covered with a storm. It was the power of the three ancestors.
Black robes dodge but can only lift their arms and block with double fists.
"Peng!"
A muffled sound in the middle of the night, the nearby servant army seems to have been attracted, and many people raised their swords: "Who, stop, how dare to fight with Lin Shuai?"
"do not come!"
Lin Muyu raised his arm and gestured to the servant army. Don't come over. This group of people came to die. Why should they let this be the cannon fodder? Look at the masked black robes with cold eyes. Lin Muyu raised his hand and slowly pulled out the Xuanyuan sword. .
But at the moment when the Xuanyuan sword was unsheathed, the black robe people smiled bitterly and stretched out the masked black cloth. "Lin Shuai, don't fight, it's me, my subordinates conceded."
"You...the wind is coming?!"
Lin Muyu was shocked, and the people who appeared in the streets of Longcheng in the middle of the night were actually wind wars!
"You, you came out of the dungeon in the middle of the night, what happened?!" Lin Muyu asked.
The wind warfare has no choice but to smile: "Go to do one thing, a thing that Lin Shuai is not willing to do."
"what's up?"
The wind warfare raised his hand into his arms, and he took out a pile of glittering and beautiful gods. It was like a gem. He said faintly: "The oriental god, the oriental ancient, the oriental drunk, the oriental medicine, the oriental Mei, the five gods They have been forcibly removed from the subordinates. I know that this is cruel, but only turning these people into waste talents will be the best for our Dragon City. Otherwise, they will always be a hidden danger to Longmeng in Longcheng. The of a thousand miles was destroyed by the ant nest, and Lin Shuai should understand this truth more than the subordinates." The book is from the 17K novel network, the first time to see the genuine content!