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Everyone, in grief, looked up to the sky and shouted, unable to accept it.

Manlin sneered:

"A golden pill, 1,500 years of life. Since a thousand years ago, the Myeongdong clan gave birth to a golden pill, and within a thousand years, no golden pill has been born. ”

"It's been more than a thousand years now, and my birthday is approaching, so I should have sat here!"

The Myeongdong clan, even the last Jindan, turned into decay.

In Qingshuang City, everyone showed sadness.

In their eyes, the true monarch is as noble as the heavenly dragon, and he is a god, high above.

Such gods and immortals, according to normal development, should go through the earth-shattering battle and die in the field, so that they can be regarded as a true monarch and deserve their destiny.

Instead of not making a move for thousands of years, and finally quietly, the years passed.

"What are you crying about, ancestor of my clan, your birthday is approaching, and the millennium is feathering. Compared with those Jindan Zhenjun who fell halfway, I don't know how much better the ending is, it is a happy event, and you should be happy. ”

Jin Dan Zhenjun, after a thousand years old, feathering into joy, should have been handled as a festive thing.

But everyone couldn't be happy, countless people in the Myeongdong clan relied on the true monarch to survive. It is also the foundation of this race, which has lived for thousands of years.

But today, there is news of sitting.

No matter who it is, they can't be happy.

"Zhang Daoji, why are you?" the second old Song Qing looked angry.

Zhang Daoji smiled bitterly:

"Now, the army is pressing, and it is impossible to hide it. ”

Just one word, a thousand words, turned into a long sigh, full of unwillingness, anger, powerlessness...

Everyone, all of them are sad and crying, the Mingdong clan has exhausted their qi, and they can survive to this day, it is countless generations who sacrificed their lives and piled up with blood and bones.

"Maybe my Myeongdong clan should have died together with the Myeongdong Dao system. It's enough to exist today. ”

Song Qing quickly calmed down, but he couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

Everyone resigned themselves to their fate at this moment.

The barbarian who was high in the sky, hanging above the heads of all beings like a god, looked playful and sadistic, but was not busy attacking the city.

Suddenly, a voice sounded flatly:

"Although the ancestor is dead, I, Yang Dan, are still there!"

Everyone was moved and raised their eyes, and in the center of the convergence of thousands of sights, Yang Dan stabbed horizontally to the sky, his long clothes were shocking, and his eyes were shining.

Many people were infected by this and picked up spears on the ground.

"Fight with these brutes!"

I don't know who shouted.

The city was full of cold blood, all ignited at this moment, and everywhere in sight, tens of thousands of people's blood boiled, raising the swords in their hands, preparing to burn the jade.

"I'll go too. ”

Xiao Lian raised his head, his mana shook, and the sound of the hibiscus sword 'clang' came out of its sheath, turning into a touch of coldness, and the sword aura was clear.

Nan Nan's posture is straight, her beautiful eyes are resolute, and she is peerless, like a Valkyrie.

"Hmph, look for death. ”

The brute looked down, and when a finger was flipped and pressed down, it was unremarkable at first, and in the end, like an optimus pillar, it covered the sky and the sun.

Yang Dan turned into Changhong, and the sword pointed long, and resolutely rose to the sky.

"I'm a Mingdong Daoist, how can I allow you to be humiliated by beasts and miscellaneous hairs!"

The sound was like winter thunder, and when it exploded in the air, it spread all over the city.

The next moment.

Yang Dan tried his best to do his best, and the three-foot Dao sword bloomed with dazzling light, cutting out a hundred-zhang sword rainbow, like heaven and earth, all of them were quiet, as if they were amazed.

The hundred zhang sword rainbow is in the air, the brilliance is bright, and the surging sword intent is vertical and horizontal into the void.

Even the wind that blows contains endless sword intent.

Jian Hong was shocked, standing on the giant finger of the sky, and even made the giant finger stagnate, although it stopped for a moment, it was also on the giant finger, cutting out a trace.

Next, the sword rainbow shattered, and the giant finger pressed down with the power of crushing everything.

The rumbling sound in the void was like the roar of a grinding plate, which pressed Yang Dan, who rose into the sky, down the earth. With his innate cultivation, he is like a papier-mâché in front of a little true monarch like Manlin.

Bang!

The earth shook for hundreds of miles, and at the critical moment, if Zhang Daoji hadn't desperately rescued Yang Dan, I am afraid that under this finger, Yang Dan would have been crushed long ago.

"Barbarian, Hugh is rampant!"

Nan Nan drank and stood up with a sword, but was seen by the barbarian at a glance, and the void shook. As if it had been cut off, Nan Nan vomited blood and flew violently, and the bones on her body were almost completely shattered.

Seeing this, Xiao Lian turned back step by step, reluctant to look at the river fish.

"Brother Jiangyu, Xiao Lian didn't embarrass you!"

Sonorous!

The hibiscus sword rushed into the sky, as if it was affected by Xiao Yi's sad state of mind, the whole body of the sword buzzed and vibrate, and the brilliance shone to the extreme.

This sword can be worshiped by nature.

Manlin was also amazed, snapped his fingers and shook Fleur away, laughing:

"The Myeongdong clan should be slaves. This little girl is good, and when the deity is brought back to the clan, she will be accepted as a sword slave. ”

It pointed.

Furong's sword shattered, Xiao Lian flew out a hundred feet, and fell to the ground without knowing life or death.

The city is full of frost, and mourning and crying.

One by one, the Qi cultivators walked with swords, but they were all beaten away by the barbarian Lin with their hands raised. The gap between the Qi cultivator and the little true monarch is like heaven and earth, mortals and gods.

Zhang Daoji burst into tears, looking up to the sky and crying out in grief.

Only Song Qing was full of relief:

"Born in the end of the micro, when the ambition of the bird. Life is as thin as paper, and there should be an unyielding soul. This is the descendant of my Myeongdong Dao system, even if the clan is wiped out today, what does it matter!"

The people of Qingshuang City, who were frightened and desperate before, suddenly calmed down at this moment, and in their eyes, they were determined to die.

Manlin sneered:

"The backbone of the Mingdong Dao system is strong, and the spirit is spread throughout the Northern Wilderness. The deity does not believe that if any of you kneels and begs for mercy, the deity will let him go. ”

Zhang Daoji and Song Qing, their eyes were raised.

Millions of people in the city, as if they had not heard of it, did not even kneel on their knees and beg for mercy.

Manlin's face was gloomy:

"Tens of thousands of people, not a single one, kneeling to the deity and begging for mercy?"

There was a dead silence.

There was no answer, no one knelt.

Barbarian Lin didn't believe it, and continued to speak: "The deity is a word, whoever kneels on the ground and kowtows, the deity gives him 10,000 spirit stones, and then leaves, I am a wild alien, and I will not be embarrassed." ”

Among them, many people wanted to kneel, but they were pulled up by the people around them with angry faces.

"Hmph, soft bones, I'd rather die in battle than be humiliated by a foreign race. Whoever dares to kneel, Lao Tzu will kill him with a knife first, saving me the face of the Mingdong clan. ”

was scolded.

The person who had just had an idea smiled bitterly and slowly straightened up.

"Yes, a bit of backbone. ”

Seeing this, Manlin said indifferently:

"Storm the city and slaughter it all. ”

The million army behind him was ordered, like a tsunami, black and overwhelming, flying towards Qingshuang City.

All of them were desperate and ready to die together.

"Alas!"

Zhang Daoji stroked his sleeves and sighed, the qi and blood in his body ignited a raging flame, ready to fight to the death.

Looking at the millions of troops in the sky, the citizens of Qingshuang City, their faces were pale, and they couldn't stop crying.

Seeing that the army was getting closer and closer, Yang Dan struggled to stand up, picked up his sword and took a step forward, blocking the way alone.

Ten miles.

Six miles.

Three miles.

One mile...

Millions of fierce beasts filled almost the entire sky, and the city wall was crushed in an instant.

When everyone is desperately rising and ready to rush forward.

A soft sigh seemed to come from the nine heavens, ethereal and difficult to find, like the sound of heaven.

"Ugh..."

A light sigh.

Heaven and earth are sealed, the wind stops, as if at this moment, the whole world is condensed like an iron plate.

At this time, someone found a teenager who walked out of the crowd and walked forward step by step.

"Little fish, what are you going to do, go back quickly. ”

Several people changed color and spoke.

"Xiaoyu, you're crazy, hide in the back, take advantage of the chaos later, and save a few more people. ”

"Yes, you are a congenital monk, and it is easy to escape. ”

Everyone is panicking and persuading.

More and more people noticed this young man with a flat crown and a handsome appearance.

The river fish turned a deaf ear and walked forward.

"Brother Jiangyu, don't!"

Xiao Lian's chest was stained with blood, and tears of anxiety were about to fall.

Nan Nan also tried her best and prayed:

"Teacher, you are also lacking in strength for a long time, please step down. ”

Next.

The noisy Qingshuang City suddenly fell silent.

I saw that every step Jiang Yu took, the distance between his body was one point from the ground, and his shawl and long hair were also a long one.

After more than a dozen steps, the river fish has risen to the sky, with both hands behind their backs and long hair reaching to their knees.

The breath on his body also soared.

Early congenital, middle congenital, late congenital, early Ningdan, Ningdan...

After dozens of steps, the river fish was in line with the sky, standing horizontally in the void, and looked at the million army in front of him.

The barbarian was also stunned by the scene in front of him, like a sculpture, motionless, standing in the void, looking at the young man in a blank manner.

The golden light on the river fish bloomed, like a big sun, rising slowly from the Qingshuang City.

When the army marched into the city.

I saw that Jiang Yu slowly stretched out a finger, and the thousands of feet of Qingshuang City were all suppressed.

Five words came out of his mouth softly:

"Blue Emperor Shattered God Finger!"

The next moment.

One finger to the sky!