Ying Xingtian tried his best to support the fight with Wan Yan Ling, and Ou Haichao next to him was dripping blood in his heart, while constantly crushing the turquoise inventory and making auxiliary orders, blessing the former with various amplification states.

Gu Snake Xiaoyang still relied on his body to collide with the giant tail and sweep, occasionally biting the opponent's arm with a mouth full of fangs, tearing and rolling wildly. Although he was repelled by Wan Yan's body every time, the fangs that were originally tough and steely could not leave even the slightest trace on his arm, but they played a somewhat harassing role.

Fortunately, although the emperor of the Jin Dynasty nearly a thousand years ago had a strong killing intent, for some reason, he was always muttering words such as "Huang'er" and "Succession", and he did not kill the two of them.

Under such circumstances, Ying Xingtian was able to rely on the consumption of more than half of his internal breath qi and blood to support him, although he was beaten and retreated, he only spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood, and he was still able to block in front of Ji Yiming to protect him from being affected.

Ji Yiming's figure retreated slightly, his eyes carefully stared at the bare skin of this "Wanyan Ling", looking at the blue and red scar lines on it, he always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It's almost the same as when I saw the four-armed statue before.

There must be some kind of close connection between this guy and the idol.

Is it possible to find this strange and mysterious connection that will solve the near-death crisis in front of us?

With this thought in his heart, he subconsciously circulated the inner breath of the "Taiyi Longevity Formula" in the meridians, and his spiritual sense flowed forward like mercury.

In the spiritual sense, Wan Yan's whole person seemed to be reconstructed in his mind. Everything from the head to the limbs and torso is lifelike and can be exported to 3D-MAX format as a graphic...... Maybe you can use a 3D printer to print a 1:1 real person model.

In his mind, Wan Yan was still covered in * blue and red lines intertwined. But compared to himself, there are several more dark black strange patterns on his body, which looks like an incomplete map.

This is...... A map of the city?

Ji Yiming had turned to a yellowed map in the collection of the City History Museum before, which recorded the drawings of this fake Huining City, and at this moment, compared with the dark black pattern on Wan Yan's body in his mind, although the details were slightly different, but they were basically the same.

And on this map, there are small dots of light in each of the twelve corners in all directions.

It was basically the same as the twelve auras that he sensed around the city that were approaching, and the direction was basically the same.

(So is it the body of the Yellow Emperor of the Jin Dynasty thousands of years ago that is attracting those breaths to pour in this direction?)

(The map of the city is hidden in his body, and the breath of the whole city is "alive" on him again, what does the mastermind behind the scenes want to do?)

(Formation...... There are endless formations all over the city, and perhaps the entire city is also a formation. It's a pity that there is no clue about Lao Yan's disappearance until now, and if he is there, he may be able to study the mystery and even break the entire crisis. ）

He was closing his eyes slightly and carefully studying the mysteries on the map on Yan Yan's body, but suddenly a strange and strong aura came from behind him, and suddenly his heart moved, and he suddenly opened his eyes and turned around: "Who is it!?"

Dozens of meters behind him.

Yu Zhenzhen and other members of the Hidden Dragon Abyss Ruins Exploration Department are located on the left side of the long street.

A bald head with a height of more than two meters and a ten, bulging muscles and a large tattoo on his neck, was walking towards this side with his hands raised.

"Torturers"!

Wishing famine!

When did this guy come inside the ruins?

Ji Yiming and Yu Zhenzhen were the first to enter and did not know the follow-up situation, but Niu Chuxiong and Zheng Changlin in the crowd next to them shrank their eyes, and a bad feeling surged in their hearts at the same time.

"Stop, why did you come in here?"

As the head of the Organization and Combat Department, Zheng Changlin took the lead in taking a step forward to block the former's way, and shouted sharply: "The teleportation formation has already been sealed by us and the 'Yan Dao', why can you still sneak in?"

——So many members of his own family and the "Yandao" organization are guarding the peak of Tianchang Mountain, are they all solved by this treacherous leader of the "criminal soldiers"?

Zhu Huang still raised his hands high, and first glanced at Classmate Win, Ou Haichao and Gu Snake Xiaoyang, who were fighting against the "Witch Soldier" not far away, and always had a faint smile on his face: "Don't get excited, I just entered from other channels, and I didn't conflict with your organization and those people in the 'Yan Dao'. ”

"Besides, this city is the 'Witch City' built by the ancestors of the Zhongxing era of my Wumen thousands of years ago. He sighed lightly, his eyes moved away from Zheng Changlin and turned to the places around the city, his eyes flashed with remembrance and emotion: "It is also the most important legacy that my 'criminal soldier' organization has been looking for hundreds of years, but it has never been allowed to enter. It makes sense why can't I come here?"

Zheng Changlin, who was originally imposing, was speechless for a while, but he never thought that this guy would actually say such a truth.

It is normal for ancient ruins to have inheritance, and seriously speaking, when Shanglinhu Ancient Kiln City was born, it should be regarded as the only inheritance of the Gu Dao sect in the world. But from the time they entered it until the three great masters of the entire sect were destroyed, Ying Xingtian and the others didn't consider that this relic inheritance originally belonged to the Worm Dao.

"What do you want to do, just say it. During the conversation between the two, Ji Yiming had already walked back from the front, slightly tilting his head and looking directly at the muscular giant man who was more than two meters tall. Naturally, he didn't lose half of his vigilance because of the smile on the latter's face: "This city is related to the true witch road, but the current situation is ...... Doesn't seem to be the time to dwell on ownership or share the spoils?"

"I can help. Zhu Huang still raised his hands high to show harmlessness, and turned his gaze to the three people and one snake in the battle: "Looking at your current appearance, it seems that you won't last long." ”

Help?

Although Yu Zhenzhen, Zheng Changlin and others around him shook their heads lightly at him, Ji Yiming moved slightly in his heart and turned to the position behind him and made a "please" posture.

……

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Zhu Huang, a new force, joined the battle, holding the upper body of the two ancestral witches "Zhu Rong" and "Di Jiang", blocking the front with a huge body of nearly two meters and five to resist Yan Yan's attack, Ying Xingtian and Ou Haichao finally broke away from the previous situation of being weak and possibly defeated at any time.

However, although the whole body was full of killing intent and condensed into an air mass, he always had a strange expression, and from time to time he turned his head to scan the surroundings as if he was looking for something, and was hit several times by several people in the chest, abdomen, and between the skulls - although it seemed to be unharmed, but the action was a little sluggish.

Ying Xingtian was also full of vigilance against Zhu Huang's sudden appearance, but now his own strength had fallen so badly, if the latter hadn't joined the battle, he might have been injured in less than a minute, and even killed by the Jin Dynasty Emperor Wanyan Kang, who was obviously sane, would naturally not have made a move against him at this moment.

"Win the leader, I wish Huang to speak a spit and a pit, and promised that in the future, the 'criminal soldiers' will always respect the 'Qianlong Yuan', and naturally they will do what they say. After striking out with all his strength and blasting Wan Yan Yan upside down for a few meters, the leader of the "Criminal Soldiers", who was much taller than everyone else, turned his head and smiled at Ying Xingtian: "Even if this shot is a vote, I just hope that in the future, we can enjoy the same treatment as 'Yan Dao' and share part of the benefits of ruin exploration." ”

Before Ying Xingtian could speak, Ou Haichao next to him interjected a little unwillingly: "How is it possible! How many years have we had a friendship with Qianlong Yuan, Lao Tzu and Little Brother Ji almost married Jin Lan at first sight, you 'criminal soldiers' just had a fight with someone in the afternoon, and if you lose, you want to wag your tail and beg for cooperation, how can there be such a good thing." ”

Zhu Huang, who was stared at by Ou Haichao with an unkind gaze, smiled and didn't care at all.

Not far away, Ji Yiming saw that the battle situation here was slightly stable, so he took a few people forward and rescued Ji Daoyan, who had fallen into a coma on the long street.

And at the moment when Ji Daoyan left the most dangerous place on the battlefield, Ji Yiming's aura that poured into Wan Yan Yan's body from twelve different directions suddenly skyrocketed several times somewhere in the southeast corner.

And then...... In mid-air, the brilliance surged, and a blue formation phantom that was only the size of a square inch turned into lightning, never knowing how far away from the corner of the city, rushed straight into Wan Yan Yan's body!

With this Ji Yiming's unexpected change, the emperor of the Jin Dynasty, who had always looked a little stupid, finally pulled out his body suddenly, and his whole face was fierce, staring at all the opponents in front of him.

His eyes were wide, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon's with a dangerous glint in them.

"No, you, you're all accomplices?"

"Why do you do this to this king?"

"My emperor, who snatched the king's son?!"

As the voice in his mouth grew louder and louder...... The eyes widened wider and wider, and a trace of blood and tears began to ooze around the eyes, and the face looked crazy and distorted, which was extremely terrifying.

Zhu Huang, the only one among the few people who knew what happened back then, felt a slight chill in his heart, and took a half step back without moving, giving up the first position to Ying Xingtian.

After all, he is a "witch soldier" with the strength of the top Grandmaster Realm, even if his sanity and combat power have not fully recovered. But Wan Yan Ji'an, the mastermind behind the scenes, used "that formation", which aroused the crazy emotions of destroying everything when Jin Xizong lost his beloved son, God knows how terrible his combat power can be.

It's a pity that before he could retreat too much, he felt a familiar threatening aura suddenly coming from the three-story building hundreds of meters away, and his whole body suddenly stiffened subconsciously, and he re-faced him with a bitter face.

Ying Xingtian looked at him with some surprise, but he really didn't expect that the leader of the "Criminal Soldiers" organization who suddenly appeared would really work so hard.

"Pretending to be a ghost. Ou Haichao also muttered beside him.

What neither of them noticed was that Zhu Huang, who was the first to think about falling into madness and finishing Yan Yan's shot.

The battlefield is slowly leading to the side of the road, where the two-story building "City History Museum" is located......