Under normal circumstances, Xiao Lian would definitely take it with a smile, but at this moment, the whole person fell into boundless panic.

"Brother Jiangyu, don't go out, the alien Jindan has arrived!"

A joke is a joke because it can't come true.

And Jiang Yu wanted to take the joke he had made before seriously, so how could Xiao Lian not be in a hurry?

A battle at the end of the sea.

Xiao Lian had seen with his own eyes that only one Jindan Ancestor from the alien race came, and with one finger, he crushed dozens of innate masters of the Mingdong clan.

Like an ant mustard, it couldn't stop it for half a second.

Jiang Yu smiled in return, stretched out his hand and patted Xiao Lian's head:

"Alien Jindan, what is there to be afraid of?"

As he spoke, he took Xiao Lian's hand and walked forward together in her suspicious expression.

The Myeongdong clan was miserable, millions of people died, and almost the entire Qingshuang City was in chaos at this moment, and countless people fled and screamed.

Along the way, Xiao Lian wept silently.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Lian is useless!"

On the small ripple beauty, tears flowed for a long time.

I saw that outside the city, a million troops were in the sky, and the terrifying power fell suddenly, and the sky was dyed with ink for dozens of miles.

"Where is Pang Taisheng!"

A thunderclap swept in and exploded in everyone's hearts.

I don't know how many people, deaf and deaf, sitting on the ground, there is a trace of qi overflowing, and it is like a hundred mountains pressing down.

Even the few surviving innate monks were crushed to the ground.

Raising his eyes, he saw an alien Ning Dan with a beast body, standing high in the void, looking down, looking at everyone's sight, like looking at a chicken and a dog.

"Barbarian, don't be presumptuous!"

The Great Elder Zhang Daoji, controlling the light of a hundred zhang, crossed the Qingshuang City from the temple, and the aura of Ning Dan spread out like an ocean, facing the barbarian Lin-for-tat.

Song Qing also shot into the long sky, and came to the front of the barbarian, hunting in long robes, and his snow-white beard was shoulder-length, like a Taoist immortal.

In Qingshuang City, millions of people raised their heads and were inspired in their hearts.

At this time, Jiang Yu had already recalled Nan Nan, who had been killed by blood, from the city wall. Seeing that she was covered in bruises, the coldness in her eyes flickered, and the void nearby was only frosty.

One of them, extending from the left shoulder to the lower abdomen, was bleeding like a spring, and he was seriously injured.

Now she doesn't know where to get the secret method, burning her blood and qi to cultivate, like returning to the light, once her blood and qi are burned out, it is the time when her body dies.

Jiang Yu snapped out a crystal amber elixir with his fingers, and said indifferently:

"Swallow the elixir. ”

Nan Nan hesitated, but finally took the pill and swallowed it.

I felt that the boiling qi and blood in my body were like the burning tendons of a flame, as if nourished by nectar, and they slowly calmed down.

She looked up in shock.

Looking at the river fish, the gaze is full of complexity.

Basically, every monk knows very well that once the qi and blood are burned, there will be no turning back, until he dies in battle.

This is the basic common sense of the immortal cultivation world.

Such an irreversible scene was actually saved by a divine pill given by Jiangyu, as if breaking the law, full of incredible.

"Teacher, please go back!"

Nan Nan pleaded in a pleading tone.

Jiang Yu looked at the army in the sky and asked with a smile: "Why?"

Nan Nan said in a cold voice:

"It's too chaotic outside, if the Qingshuang City is broken and the army is killed, I can't protect the teacher. ”

Xiao Lian also looked up.

The river fish laughed.

The laughter shook like thunder: "Little girl, you underestimate Jiang too much, you tell Jiang Mou, it's good who killed the saint!"

Xiao Lian and Nan Nan raised their eyes when they heard this, and looked at the alien little Zhenjun with the head of the lin.

The river fish snorted heavily.

But looking outside the city, Zhang Daoji held a spiritual treasure in his hand, smashed it out with one blow, and a long golden mang, spanning thousands of zhang, pointed directly at the barbarian.

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

Barbarian was disdainful.

Seeing the golden mangs in the sky as nothing, he said with his back hand: "Zhang Daoji, if you are a hundred years old, maybe the deity will have to avoid your edge." It's a pity that you are old and decrepit, and your blood is exhausted..."

Mouthful.

Manlin stretched out a hand and held the golden mangs in his hand, and the light of his five fingers bloomed, like pinching the heaven and earth, and shattering it alive.

Zhang Daoji was moved.

In Qingshuang City, millions of people followed the scene and calmed down.

Xiao Lian's body trembled, silent like a cicada.

The alien little true monarch is too powerful, and his body is so hard that it is difficult to break through even the spirit treasure. The people of Myeongdong have suffered a lot because of this.

Often, two or three innate monks can be exchanged for an alien innate statue.

And the number of innate monks of the other race, is a hundred times or two hundred times that of the Myeongdong clan.

can hold on for a year, completely relying on the support of the Myeongdong family, tens of millions of people. Even so, when the alien Jin Dan was born, it was still devastating all the way and pushing sideways.

"Barbarian, I, the Mingdong clan, have no enmity or grudge against your Great Wilderness Alien Race, why do you want to kill them all!"

Song Qing was furious.

Barbarian Lin sneered: "Weakness is the original sin, we and other aliens can kill if they want to, why do we need so many reasons?"

Everyone, with despair on their faces.

Children weeping, women and children squirming, millions of people in the city are paralyzed to the ground at this moment.

"Barbarian Lin, if you deceive me from the Mingdong clan, aren't you afraid that Jiang Jiuhuang will come to the door and wash you and other foreign races in blood?"

Zhang Daoji suddenly calmed down.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in high spirits.

They haven't heard that a year ago, there was a young strong man who became a member of the Myeongdong clan, who burned and swayed, trampled on the sky, and became famous in the Northern Wilderness.

In the entire Northern Wilderness, one-third of Xiao Zhenjun died in his hands.

Manlin snorted coldly:

"If the Jiangjiu Desolation is still there, we and the Great Desolate Alien Race naturally don't dare to take Qingshuang City. It's a pity that Jiang Jiuhuang disappeared as early as a year ago, and there is no news. Maybe he was beheaded by those Jindan Dao ancestors, and it is not good to say. ”

It is a flash in the pan, and the brilliance is gone.

Such a strong man, the Great Wilderness alien race is not afraid.

"Well, there are too many words, I will kill you first, etc., in the attack on the city. ”

The barbarian Lin stepped out in one step, and the ripples and gold veins rolled under his feet, spreading for ten miles. The terrifying power fell from the sky, and Zhang Daoji and Song Qing retreated violently.

Then, the brute was as fast as a streamer, and he crashed into it purely with his physical body, like a meteor falling, and instantly appeared beside Song Qing.

A punch was blasted out, a storm arose, and the powerful body was like a divine gold poured.

Barely using the slightest mana, the moment it just landed on Song Qing's body, a bright light appeared, like a firecracker exploding.

The blood on Song Qing's body burst and fell into the air.

One punch, Song Qing was defeated!

"Boom!"

Song Qing's figure smashed in the city, the smoke and dust were heavy, and he smashed many houses and courtyards along the way.

The bones on his body were all broken, and he almost fell on the spot.

"Ant-like. ”

The barbarian didn't even look at Song Qing again, turned around and ran towards Zhang Daoji.

Behind him, the wild beasts hissed and cried, the alien army cheered, and a little true monarch of the alien race swept through Qingfrost City.

The only one who can really make the million-strong army jealous is the Mingdong clan, the legendary Jindan Zhenjun.

A punch struck, the waves rolled, and the white clouds in the sky were scattered. Zhou Daoji held the spiritual treasure in his hand, fought for fate and turned his life into cultivation, and his whole body was full of qi and blood, such as thunder roaring in the sky, and the rivers were rushing.

Everyone could hear the roar of qi and blood in Zhang Daoji's body.

Boom!

The glow of a thousand knives, the red blood steamed, like a cannonball bursting.

The battle between Xiao Zhenjun spread casually, and everyone was injured when they rubbed it, and they died next to each other.

The walls of Qingshuang City have collapsed most of them.

"Won't God allow me to be a Myeongdong clan?"

Xiao Lian's brother, Yang Dan raised his head, his eyes were blank and lifeless.

Lasted a few minutes.

Zhang Daoji retreated in the air, throwing blood stains along the way, and the spiritual treasure in his hand was even broken.

Rumble!

Zhang Daoji fell to the ground, and a huge pothole appeared.

There were cracks all around, like the earth, all of which were smashed.

"Pang Taisheng, if you don't come out again, I will slaughter the entire Qingshuang City. ”

But there was no response in the city.

"Great Elder, where is my clan's Jindan?"

Yang Dan looked puzzled.

In the Blue Frost City, millions of people looked up at the same time.

Zhang Daoji struggled to rise into the air, his robe was stained with blood, and his breath was decayed.

Every cough in his mouth splattered a large amount of blood.

Millions of people all looked at each other, but Zhang Daoji smiled bitterly.

Many people seemed to guess something, changed color in an instant, and the whole person stayed in place without disbelief.

"How so?"

Yang Dan was unable to kneel, his eyes red.

The thoughtful barbarian was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "Haha, it was like this, I wanted to be the leader of the Mingdong Dao back then, in charge of Beidou, the Yuan Baby was like a cloud, and the golden pill was like rain, what a high spirit." ”

Xiao Lian and Nan Nan smiled bitterly and closed their eyes unwillingly.

Then.

Zhang Daoji sighed and said with a sad smile:

"Our clan Jindan has sat in the temple. ”

In Qingshuang City, millions of people collapsed to the ground in unison.