Chapter 2172: A savior or a burden?

When Hou Zihou said this, Liu Lang began to observe the surrounding situation.
Earlier, the Yan Luo Temple formed an alliance with the Chen family of Hetai and started a decisive battle with the other nine palaces before the ruins. Liu Lang took advantage of the chaos to pass through the layers of blockade and enter the ruins.
Now, nearly a day later, the war is still going on.
Looking around, the fairyland cultivators belonging to different forces are completely entangled together. Almost every blink of the eye will cause the fairyland powerhouse to fall. From the perspective of the number of participants, this battle of the realm completely surpasses the original one. The battle of Shangcheng.
After all, among the Ten Temples, there are still many cultivators below the fairyland.
And the degree of cruelty is even more unmatched in the Battle of Shangcheng.
Many people can't even distinguish between the enemy and the enemy.
As for the command, there is no command!
Hell of the Ten Temples, the head of the Chen family, didn’t know where to fight for a long time, and even if they were still on the spot, they couldn’t command it, because these people on the spot were not a well-trained army. Those who were temporarily pulled in to make up the number are just like some of the Yama Corps. Yesterday, there were still eighteen layers of hell. The severely sentenced prisoners went to the battlefield today.
These people are still fighting on the spot, not fighting for the Yan Luo Temple, but the instinct to survive.
While Liu Lang was thinking about how to leave Hou Zihou behind, several figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the ruins.
You don't need to look at it, you know it is Dijing, Xun Zhiyuan and others.
Because, in the entire ruins, there are only those few people.
"So fast?" Liu Lang was secretly surprised. He thought that Di Jing and others would definitely have to fight for a long time. Now, stepping out of the ruins, it is estimated that there is no Holy Master's essence and blood in the storage ring.
"My lord is right, how about we fight out of the realm together?" Liu Lang dragged Hou Zihou, and the two instantly joined the battle group.
The purpose of joining the battle group is very simple, that is, not to attract the attention of Di Jing and others. Other people are fighting hard, and they are standing here and chatting alone. The fool also knows that there is a problem.
Liu Lang didn't want to be caught by such a great power as Di Jing and Xun Zhiyuan.
"No……"
Di Jing, who was the first to step out of the ruins, glanced around for a week, and found no trace of Huang Rongxi.
As for Liu Lang, he was completely ignored by Di Jing. After all, Liu Lang had changed his appearance and couldn't see any difference.
"Of course not, Huang Rongxi will wait here unless his head is squeezed by the door and let you grab it!" Xun Zhiyuan, who followed closely, said sarcastically to Di Jing.
"chase!"
"chase!"
Fu Weiping and Luo Changkong were even more direct. Without saying anything, they chose two completely different directions and pursued them separately. They didn’t know which direction Huang Rongxi would flee. It's just luck.
"Can't let Huang Rongxi leave the realm!"
"You can't let Huang Rongxi return to the Shu Refining Master Guild."
Di Jing and Xun Zhiyuan have their own ideas.
Di Jing is the body of the soul, leaving the boundary, it will consume a lot of money, his idea is to intercept Huang Rongxi on the ground step.
And Xun Zhiyuan is a professional treasure hunter. It is clearest that among the Three Realms, where one can go and where one cannot go, the Swordsman Guild is undoubtedly a forbidden place.
The formations left behind by the masters of skill refining in the past are three layers inside and three layers outside. Even if the peak of Tianzun enters there, they will be killed in minutes. Therefore, if you want to take the blood of the holy master, you cannot let Huang Rongxi return to the skill refining master. guild.
This requires race against time. There is a battlefield in front of them. There are so many people. It is really necessary to investigate them one by one. The daylilies are cold. Therefore, Di Jing and Xun Zhiyuan each chose a direction and pursued them forward.
Liu Lang kept aiming at these four people, waiting for Di Jing, Xun Zhiyuan, Fu Weiping, and Luo Changkong's figure to disappear completely before Liu Lang heaved a sigh of relief.
"Brother, your strength is okay!"
At this time, Hou Zihou, who was fighting alongside Liu Lang, suddenly claimed praise.
Only then did Liu Lang realize that the instinctive attack just now had killed several Earth Boundary Cultivators. Such a result was even stronger than Hou Zihou in the Great Immortal Realm.
No wonder Hou Zihou reacted like this.
"so far so good."
Liu Lang said modestly. He is the three cultivation of body energy, coupled with the blessing of the alien power, in the battlefield of the earth, it is like a fish in the water. If you really want to get serious, the great immortal cultivator can kill in seconds.
Of course, Liu Lang would not do that.
Because he is now playing an ordinary fairy. Even if there is no role restraint, it is not a good thing to be too good on the battlefield.
As the saying goes, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. You are always hitting a dozen or so, and it is easy to become the target of public criticism.
"Look!" Just as Liu Lang was about to converge a bit and followed Hou Zihou to make soy sauce, Hou Zihou suddenly pointed to the front and said to Liu Lang excitedly.
"What are you looking at?"
Liu Lang was at a loss, the same as before, and there was nothing special about it.
"It's from Heaven!" Hou Zihou said.
"Heavenly Court?"
As soon as he was reminded, Liu Lang noticed that the clothes of some of the repairmen in front were very familiar, and they belonged to civil servants of the Heavenly Court. Liu Lang also had a set of such uniforms.
Unfortunately, there is no way to wear it now.
"Let's help them!"
Hou Zihou pulled Liu Lang, strode forward, and walked forward.
Now, in this situation, it doesn’t matter which direction to break through, Liu Lang doesn’t matter. Following Hou Zihou, he played with the knife. The two of them cooperated tacitly, like a sharp knife, inserted into the battle group, and instantly stirred the crowd. It's torn apart.
"Our reinforcements are here!"
In the battle group, there are not many people in the Heavenly Court. They have always been under siege. They have been in danger. Seeing the chaos outside, they thought that support had arrived, and they all became elated.
However, after Hou Zihou and Liu Lang rushed in, everyone discovered that there was only a big fairy and a little fairy.
"Hou Zihou?"
Of course no one knew Liu Lang's face, but among the besieged, some people knew Hou Zihou.
"Gong Can!"
Hearing someone calling his name, Hou Zihou turned his head and looked around, his face suddenly darkened.
"I thought there was a savior, it turned out to be two burdens."
The young man named Gong Can by Hou Zihou, while defending against the attacks of the realmists, introduced to others: "You may not know this Young Master Hou? This Young Master Hou is from a famous family, his grandfather It was the famous Pofeng Tianzun during the war between the two clans, and his father was the Great Emperor Jingyun who made great contributions to conquering the Small World Alliance..."
"Then why is his cultivation level only in the early stage of Daxian?"
Someone asked very cooperatively.
"You have to ask Master Hou yourself!" Gong Can laughed. "Uncle Hou usually goes out and walks, and there are at least a few Golden Immortal bodyguards. Why did he bring only one little brother today, or Little Fairyland, is he protecting you, or Do you protect him?"