Chapter 549: Warlords

Upon hearing Ling Xiao’s return, Long Yuxi’s face was painfully opened, but he glanced at it and immediately screamed:
How is you.

"Ling Xiao" screamed twice: "How can't it be me, I saved you, you don't thank me."
Looking at the dialogue between Long Yuxi and "Ling Xiao", everyone is blind: how is this going to be the same thing.
Long Yuxi saw that Ling Xiao’s reaction was so fierce, and Ling Xiao saved Long Yuxi, but also let the other party say thank you, the world is too crazy.
Yue Xia Nan’s eyes were the boss of the boss, and several words were hard to squeeze out from the mouth:
You are not Ling Xiao, you are that person.

"Haha, the little guy of the Tower of the Devil, I don't think you know who I am. It's really rare." "Ling Xiao" haha ​​smiled: "Do you think that you are invincible on the mainland, so dare to come I am disturbing the rest of your family."
"How is it." Yue Xia Nan’s big sleeve waved, and the space fluctuations around him suddenly became a lot stronger: "Although you are very strong, you can only have two squats in the current seven, I don't know if you can How long does it last?"
"Hey, now the kid really doesn't know how to respect the old man." "Ling Xiao" shrugged his shoulders, this looks like a look, and Ling Xiao and what is the difference.
"I let you and your thousand purple spirit souls together, it is enough to see you, don't say that I am bullying." "Ling Xiao" voice just fell, the figure has already floated to Yue Xia Nan, a slap in the face The face toward Yue Xia Nan fell.
Yue Xia Nan panicked, and turned his head backwards. He just escaped the slap of "Ling Xiao". Even so, Yue Xia Nan’s dodging is still extremely embarrassing, just like the slap in the face of his old slap in the face.
"Up, kill him." Thousands of purple spirit souls rushed up and rushed toward "Ling Xiao", plus Yue Xia Nan, a total of one thousand and one purple-level powers besieged "Ling Wei ".
"Would you like to help him, who is he?" Tang Yukun looked at "Ling Xiao" strangely and asked carefully to Long Yuxi.
Long Yuxi clenched his teeth. When he thought that he had been counted by him, and had a relationship with Ling Xiao, her face could not help but burst into a burst of white: "He is the master of the devil... Accurately, it is only the devil. The head of the Lord."
One head, everyone can't help but be confused, but when they saw the Lord of the Soul and the one thousand and one purple powers in one place, this would understand what Long Yuxi said.
The body of the "Ling" is actually a shadow.
"The Lord of the Soul,." Tang Yukun's face changed wildly: "I heard that this big devil was not fallen a long time ago, how could it be here."
"When Ling Xiao came back to tell you, we don't have this time now." Long Yuxi recovered a trace of strength, stood up straight, looked at the oncoming Devil's Temple and the 16 devils, knowing that their battle is about to begin.
Above the ground, because of the previous Yue Xia Nan's shot, the Yaozu and the Soulmasters have already rushed to the 20,000 meters outside Xihe City. Nangong Yuzhuo knows that close combat is inevitable, and no longer holds other unrealistic Fantasy, with a big hand, the army of Xihe City is also pouring out in an instant.
If the army of Xihe City does not go out of the city to fight, let the war fire burn into the city, then Xihe City will be destroyed, this is the situation that Nangong Yuzhuo and Xihe City people do not want to see.
"Kill, kill one enough, kill two to earn one." Nangong Yuzhuo's red face became more red because of loud roar, and he also took the lead to rush toward the other army.
The two raging waves crowded together and stirred up waves.
The second Xihe City war, the scale and tragic extent of the war, was not weaker than the first time.
Like this kind of large-scale battle, many personal skills are simply not used, and it is completely morale and murderous.
On the vast Xihecheng Plain, when two people surged into one place, at the junction of them, they immediately provoked a blood flower and countless meat sauces.
The collision sound of weapons, the sound of the soul and the screams of people, and the screams of people entangled together, making the Xihe city resemble a human being.
The demon spirits of the Seven Devils were very embarrassed. One of them was rushing to the front, and when they hit the enemy, they immediately rushed to blew themselves up.
Booming and banging... The soul singers haven’t had time to react, and they have been smashed and smashed, with countless deaths and injuries.
Of course, this is only a small part of the big battle. There are not many madmen in the Seven Devils. After the 10,000-person blast, the self-destruction will stop.
The battle in other directions is naturally a big chaos. Everyone knows that there is no need to divide the enemy. Just rushing to the opposite side and killing people who face each other will not be wrong.
A Yaozu and a Xihecheng mercenary face each other, and the Yaozu crushed the head of the Xihecheng mercenary.
Only the demon's end is not much better. He just happened to be next to Nangong Yuzhuo. He was cut off by Nangong Yuzhuo with a long handle knife. The headless body immediately became a Dead bear.
It seems that Nangong Yuzhuo is a personal thing, and several gods and sorcerers immediately surrounded them and surrounded Nangong Yuzhuo.
Nangong Yuzhuo did not fear, facing the siege of seven or eight enemies, a long-handled knife waved without dripping, and the long-handled knife passed by, a kind of five-line technique blasted, and the wind and fire thunder and lightning smashed down The enemies that have been besieged are all dying.
The leader of the Yaozu, Renren, is also near the Nangong Yuzhuo. Seeing that Nangong Yuzhuo is so fierce, the blood of the fighting in the blood of the Yaozu is immediately activated: "Red face, your opponent is me."
Nangong Yuzhuo just reacted and banged. There were countless soil spikes on the ground in his body. Nangong Yuzhuo cast a piece of amulet paper and protected his body.
In the vicinity of Nangong Yuzhuo, the two soul sorcerers and the demon people who have not had time to protect themselves can be miserable. At the bottom of one root, there are hundreds of soil spikes that are so thick and one person high, and they rise from their soles. Hundreds of people screamed, and they were pierced by these soil spikes on the spot, and blood flew.
"You even kill yourself." Nan Gong Yu Zhuan eyes staring at Huanren, his face showing a hint of cool color, his life most hate this guy who does not take his own person, Huanren can be said to have committed Nangong Yuzhuo Taboo.
In the face of Nangong Yuzhuo, Huanren did not have any fear, and smiled and said: "It turned out to be Nangong Yuzhuo, the traitor of the dry door. Today I will clean up the portal for you and kill you."
Due to the large-scale killing of the former Huanren, it directly led to the death of hundreds of people on both sides. Indirectly, no one dared to approach within a few hundred meters of the two people, giving the two a relative An open space to fight.
"Looking for death." Nangong Yuzhuo shot is dozens of sheets of paper, and instantly, mental shock, five-line attack, beast attack... all sorts of attacks rushed toward the scorpion.
Hanren smiled and smiled, and sang with a hoarse voice that was very unmatched with his flattery: "Nangong Yuzhuo is nothing more than that."
Brush, behind the scorpion, a pair of great black wings, with this pair of wings blocked all the attacks of Nangong Yuzhuo.
"Black woven bird." Nangong jade burning pupils sharply enlarged, the heart's alert immediately reached the extreme.
The black woven bird, the body of the celestial celestial demon, has a pair of wings that break all indirect attacks below the same level. No matter whether it is a mental attack or a paper attack or a tactic attack, there is no way to break its wings.
Black woven birds, regardless of their attack power, defensive power and speed, are the kings of the Yaozu. They want to force the strength to attack the black woven bird by the flesh, unless the opponent's strength is several times stronger than the black woven bird.
Obviously, Nangong Yuzhuo, the chain soul sorcerer who makes the paper, is not within the range of the blue-level black woven bird that can kill the glutinous rice.
Facing the counterattack of Huanren, Nangong Yuzhuo fell into the biggest crisis in his life.
The battle above the ground is going on, and the battle above the sky is going on at the same time.
The Terror and the Devil did not participate in the war because of the injury. They only fought in the side of the battle. The remaining 14 people of the Devil's Hall rushed up and fought against the top masters of Xihe City.
Tang Qiankun's strength is the strongest. He singled out the three devils of the Devil's Temple. Although the battle was fierce, it did not fall into the wind.
Tang Yuchen can also stand alone, and the Qin Mo of the Devil's Temple is on.
Long Yuxi has a wound on her body, but she still relies on the strength of the growth of the Dragon Point Holy Fire, the one-eyed demon of the Demon King Hall.
The most surprising thing is that Zou Wei, she seems to have only the strength of the yellow level, but her soul ritual double sword is extraordinary and powerful, and her singularly singularly sings the biggest demon of the demon temple. Not losing, it is one of the highlights of the Battle of Xihe City.
The rest of the devil is killed by other purple-level powerhouses in Xihe City. The devils are all the strongest on the mainland, and how the purple-level strongmen cultivated in those families can compare with them.
Even though there are only eight devils, the hundreds of purple-level strongmen in Xihe City are still entangled, and they are not able to open their bodies. This eight-magic strength can be seen.
"Break them." In place of Nangong Yuzhuo, a Zoujia disciple commanding the chariot army ordered the underground, and the tens of thousands of chariots immediately adjusted their angles, aiming at the rear of the Soul of the Souls, and bombarded the shells. The past.
"Well, look at them, this time is not dead." This Zoujia disciple is in a good mood. As long as this 10,000-gun cannon falls, the soul-soulner says that he will die seven or eight thousand people.
But at this moment, hundreds of people suddenly burst out in the void, and the hundreds of people on the sky and the soul stone flashed purple, and the hand quickly printed the seal.
Subsequently, the hundreds of people joined forces to release their sorrowful spirits, and a purple light curtain spread out flat, blocking the sky above the spirits division, and blocked tens of thousands of spar energy cannons.
Uh... A burst of purple ripples spread out in the sky, and the attack of tens of thousands of spar energy cannons was resolved.
"The people of the celestial celestial." The people in Xihe City suddenly changed their face, and even more so that they were bloodless, with a burst of giant light bursts, and more than 200,000 souls were sent to the rear of the Souls.
Looking at their costumes, not only the disciples of the celestial celestial beings, but also the disciples of the Dizang Gate.
The leader of this team is the other leader of the Emperor Ouyang and the Tibetan Mastiff.