The dark city is turbulent, and the city is filled with an atmosphere of anxiety and anxiety.

Three days have passed since the temple withdrew from the Desert Continent, and in these three days, countless dragons and snakes have risen together, and countless geniuses and heroes have emerged.

The temple has been a knife oppressed on everyone's head for a long time, and the dragon snake has to hide himself deeply, and if he is a little out of line, he may be ruthlessly killed by the temple, and many ambitious and capable people even have to go away to other continents to make a living.

A caravan walked far into the Dark City, this caravan was very strange, I don't know what kind of goods were being escorted, every escort person, even those who drove the carriage, were all muscle collisions, waist bulging bags, temples were high bulging, and there was a sinister figure between the eyebrows, which was not so simple for the caravan.

"Boss, we're going home!" a strong man lowered his voice and whispered beside the carriage, dark excitement, and the clanging of his waist.

"Well, when you get to the door, pay attention. There was an indifferent reply from the carriage, but the man knew that his boss was also very excited, and he was timid, and the boss was trying his best to suppress his feelings.

"How many years, how many years, I finally came back, as soon as the temple is gone, everything will return to ruins, and we people will fight the world again!"

The guards of the caravan, each with a treasure knife in their waists, this is a caravan from the Red Earth Continent, there is still blood on their bodies and carriages, these people have gone through the battle before they come back.

"Be careful, don't be too ostentatious, be eye-catching. After the order went on, these sons became even more excited, and their faces and expressions were all overflowing.

"Three hundred Erlang went to the Red Earth Continent with me, and now only eighty Erlang has returned, the Wang family, you have to pay back what you owe me!" Sitting in the carriage, the man who looked like a dead tree suddenly showed a hideous face, and his face and body were full of evil energy.

"Eighty sons, each one is a hundred, the Wang family, the rotten Wang family, how do you stand in my way? The man muttered, then closed his eyes and remained silent, as if nothing had to do with him, and the old god was sitting in the cross-section, waiting for the final battle to come.

Yellow sand oasis, inside the immortal city, there are constant battles.

The immortal city is a special main city, there are many people here, although the area of the whole city is considered to be the top twenty main cities, but because it is located in the main traffic road, and there are countless dragons and snakes mixed, so there are a lot of grievances and grievances in the past.

Fighting for water sources, fighting for spiritual veins, fighting for population, several large forces and small forces attached below, have long been new and old grudges, when there was a temple in the past, everyone was still a superficial Taoist friend, and stabbing knives was also behind their backs.

But now that the temple is gone, the immortal city that has lost the mountain, is even more chaotic, countless big forces are fighting each other, small forces are even more swords against each other, new hatreds and old grudges, accumulated thousands of years of grievances, broke out on this day, the entire city, has long been turned into a Shura slaughterhouse, countless strong people withered, but it is getting more and more intense.

"Go away, sons. An old man shouted, with enemies behind him, and he was exhausted at this time, and there was no way to retreat, and he had suffered many wounds from swords and guns, and blood had smeared all over his body.

The man is very powerful, with a wave of his hand and a stomp of his foot, an abyss appears in front of everyone, isolating the enemy from himself, blocking his lonely figure in front of the abyss, he holds a mace in his hand, and his eyes are extraordinarily bright, at this moment, as if he is an ancient god and demon, standing in front of the abyss.

"I am the remnant of the old era, everything in the new era has nothing to do with me, I am a loser, there is no ship that can carry me in the new era, sons, you are different, you were born in this era, you have to make the tide!" the man shouted loudly, and the mace waved, and in an instant countless enemies flew up and turned into pulp in the air.

Before the blood and fire, a face was set off in a particularly terrifying way, it was a face with half burns, and the other half was also full of tattoos, this man was more than a foot tall, holding a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, "Bai Yan, you didn't expect that you would have today, hehe, you definitely didn't expect it, what are you talking about the remnants of the old era?

"You are indeed the remnant of the old era, and you are indeed a loser, and you are also a loser in the new era, a loser, how to talk about courage, it's just self-deception, now you see, how did I, who returned from the Western Regions Continent, disintegrate everything for you!"

The man stretched out his hands, raised his eyes to look at the sky, laughed, like a madman, a hundred years of grievances were dissipated, the Western Regions Continent had been up and down for a hundred years, and finally came back to take revenge, the lackey of this temple, the founder of his own misfortune, today he also wants to correct the Fa, and he will also be ambushed!

"Dragon, don't hurt my sons, my sons are innocent, what is coming at me, I, Bai Yan, will fight with you today!" Bai Yan patted his chest, and the jingle mountain sounded, resounding in the sky.

"Ha, fight with me, you are also with me now, the years are not forgiving, even if you are a lackey of the temple, you have the elixir of the temple, you can prolong your life, you have also come to the late stage of your life, until now, how can you talk about fighting with me? How can you fight with me for 300 rounds?"

Bai Yan's face twitched, the years are unforgiving, now he is already past the peak of his prime, and has entered the melancholy old age of wireless, he fought more in his early years, and now he is unable to fight again, all relying on this breath to support.

Looking at the group of tearful sons, Bai Yan used his last strength and roared angrily, "Get out, don't get out, who will avenge me?"

Bai Yan mustered up the last trace of strength, and roared straight into the sky, "I'll fight you for three hundred rounds, junior!"

"Hmph, don't measure yourself, the grasshopper shakes the tree. ”

The dragon's face was full of mockery, and after a burst of lightning and thunder, a human head was thrown high.

"Kill you, dirty my hands, you insist on dying, I will give you a ride. ”

Under the glow of the fire, the dragon's face became even more distorted and more evil, "Go after that guy's sons, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, otherwise it will leave trouble!"

Seeing that everyone was gone, Long Long, who was half burned and half tattooed, sat alone in front of the headless body, picked up a pot of wine, and took a sip of himself, "Bai Yan, I am very grateful to you for leaving me alive back then, but I can't be a woman's kindness, how about your sons, let it be fate, don't you say, Daddy?"

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