The python-robed lord sat alone on the largest ark, studying the layout of the so-called sunset city secret passage given by the demon man who was possessed by thunder and lightning last night.

"What about the other sects?" the python-robed lord looked up.

"Defend the corners of the town, all the places you can escape!" replied.

"Did the undercover agent find the whereabouts of the Grand Duke?" asked again.

After hearing this, his face stiffened, flushed, and he was overstretched.

"I asked, have you found the Grand Duke!" the little Lord looked angry and displeased.

"Yet—" pulled his head, not daring to reply loudly;

"Rubbish!" was angry, a series of items kept smashing at him, and the paper inkstone and ink marks placed on the table urged him to retreat again and again, panicking.

Serving these people in Kunlun City is a moody work, rewarding when they are happy, degrading when they are resentful, and two heads in three days.

"Don't go and look for it yet!" the little lord was furious, and he snorted again and again.

"Yes! Vivi stood, bent back.

"If the Duke has three long and two short, you will sacrifice yourself to the faithful!" the messenger turned over and rode on the giant eagle, and a whole large table was thrown out of the Ark Pavilion, and the 'clang' shattered to the ground, which was extremely rude.

An inconspicuous number of birds dangled and landed by the window of the Ark Pavilion, and stared quietly for a long time, until the little lord cast a look and fled in a hurry.

In this.

As expected, Kunlun City went south this time, and decided to level the sunset city, and the elves from the thunder hexagram, the first mountain range in the south went north to the Yangtze River to flow eastward, and it will flow from the middle and lower reaches of Dikun, the twelfth mountain range in the middle, the Xuanyang Sect of Dongting Lake in the ninth mountain range in the middle, the first big mountain, Jia Chao Mountain, and the chaotic scene of the plain under the mountain in the north.

The Ethereal Summit and the human red-robed military headquarters, followed Yishui to the eleventh mountain range in the middle, the last big mountain, at the foot of the winged mountain, looking at the sunset city in the west, Kunlun City occupies the north of the sunset city, the sixth entire mountain range in the middle, the use of the consuls of the marching army to conclude the seal, a hundred miles away, the original spirit out of the body in the illusory enchantment, the sunset city in front of the condescending body, as small as a chessboard.

The little lord waved his long sleeves, and the conquest forces from the three directions were scattered, with bows and arrows in front, behind the chariot beasts, and the illusion and trap seals in the outermost circle, to suppress all these rabble.

The consuls pondered for a moment, and then were silent in agreement, and the seal and the body turned into a breeze and disappeared.

Sunset City Fighting Beasts are in full swing, the three forces of encirclement and suppression, through the clouds, climb down the mountain rocks, elongated the formation to converge and merge, inside and outside the three layers, the water is impassable, and the crowd throws whips to cut off the flow, with the formation of Mount Tai pressing the eggs, it is absolutely necessary to erase the Sunset Alliance from this mountain and sea continent.

The chaotic number of birds in the sky gathered to Sunset City, soldiers from all sides, beasts and birds, ark flying swords, row upon row, bursting into breath, quiet and mighty towards Sunset City.

Mountains and seas, heaven and earth, thunder and hexagrams.

Between the 6th and 9th mountain ranges in the central region.

Plain.

Sunset City, the festival of the Colosseum.

Sunset Alliance, the commander of the military department, the second leader of the human ancestors 'Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong' knelt on one knee in the center of the Colosseum, untied his upper body armor, and the canal that had been dug in front of him gathered the blood red around his body, and the group of old widows all had red spots on their heads, and they jumped and ran to the side, one by one, and poured blood red on him, over and over again, until it was dyed blood red.

"Get out of here!" Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong chirped, and the widows leaned to the side with wooden staffs, watching him stand upright, with big shoulders and a round waist, and a red body, a symbol of domination and strength, and accept the worship of all people, and the heavens and nobles.

The elders and widows pointed to the entrance and exit of the four directions, the black iron fence was pulled up, and the remnants carried out a powerful iron seat, a flagpole, and a sunset alliance totem flag, painted with the totems of various tribes, and handed it to Dou Yu Zhuoxiong.

He stood the flag, stepped on the throne, supported his face with one hand, and displayed a supreme picture waiting for the next reading ceremony.

The leaders of the tribes led the strongest warriors of the tribe, carried totemic banners, or walked or drove the beasts, formed formations, strictly speaking, they gathered together at will, appeared from various entrances, and did not forget to shout in all directions, declaring the status of the tribe.

The cheers were like a tide, and the leader led the square team in an orderly manner in front of the commander, bowed on one knee, handed out his hand, and accepted him to draw a blood red in his palm to show his loyalty.

The rules formulated by the alliance, but all the tribes participating in the Colosseum showed their loyalty to Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong first, and saluted the melon, fruit and beast meat, and their hearts were contrary, and no one put this commander in their eyes.

Seeing that the ceremony was over and when they left, they were all bitter and mean, so brave and ruthless, scolding the audience, eager to tear off the fat and beat them.

The old widows draw a square circle on the ground, the women of each tribe wear simple clothes, open their breasts and expose their breasts, tattoo strange pictures and texts, inlaid with strange ornaments, push a giant tripod to the middle, look at the pavilion to shoot a rocket, the giant tripod is blazing.

"We are a slaved tribe, the bad years, the quail clothes, the hard work of the ancestors in exchange for today's defeat, holding grievances, and stealing life. ”

The drums of the Quartet sounded, the hearts of the people were shocked, and the hearts of the people gradually resonated.

"We don't believe in the heavens, we don't believe in the earth, we don't worship the lakes in all directions, we don't respect the gods of the mountains and the gods of the earth..."

The scepter danced, standing horizontally in front of him, and the old widows looked at Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong sitting on the throne, full of courage.

"I only worship myself, worship the fair laws of the world, worship time and annual rings, and one day return the prosperity of the tribes of my great alliance!"

Kneeling down, the dancer brought all kinds of sacrifices, dazzling, everything, and threw them into the burning giant ding, stirring up the fire, waiting for the last instructions, and looking at Dou Yu Zhuoxiong.

Out of the darkness at the entrance was a 'beast', with a cow-shaped body, a tiger-like head, and a pair of broken wings, from Mashan in the Eleventh Mountain Range in the middle of Dikun and Shangen.

Under the drive of the demon clan, the people who wore iron chains and pulled out dirt one by one, there were the red-robed military department of the human small Kunlun City, the immortal cultivators of Kunlun Mountain, and the clansmen of various sects, side by side in front of the burning giant ding.

One by one, the frost was down, the loss of tension and loss of mind, and the entire Colosseum was in turmoil, unprecedented.

"Kill, kill, kill!" the languages of the tribes, clapping their hands and grinding their fists, intensified.

In the past years, under the condensation of Kunlun City, they have launched many encirclement and suppression of Sunset City, repeatedly attacked and secretly attacked, and they hated it when they heard it, these warriors love strength and blood, and they can't wait to see it disposed of.

Even if he stagnates for half a moment, the same enemy falls to Dou Yu Zhuoxiong's side, and he criticizes and writes.

As for the Kunlun military department with undercover identities, they were also impatient, hiding on the seat, next to the dome organ, feeling the sacrifice ceremony of the alien race, pressing them one by one.

The dawn of the pavilion is of great interest.

Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong waved his hand impatiently, and the executioner's hand raised and fell, scattering his head everywhere, and the crowd was in a roar.

"The posture of this training is different, I have become impatient into this mood, and I still don't move, there is a gap!" the pupil power black windbreaker sighed, looking at the Kunlun undercover agent who was pretending to be in the seat and disguised.

A group of black numbers squirmed through the dome of the Colosseum, stopped on the pavilion under the distant gaze of Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong, surrounded the wandering body, jumped on the shoulder, and muttered to the story.

"Hmph!" Youli pressed the strings steadily, got up and faced the Colosseum, Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong was always glaring at him;

"Kunlun City, which has united the Pear Flower Palace, Xuanyang Sect, Ethereal Peak and Little Kunlun City, has surrounded Sunset City. The crowd approached, and watched as the largest number of birds murmured, and it led the small figures out of the dome and went in all directions.

"Let's do it. He turned around and suddenly stepped on a trace of lightning, a familiar breath, and a voice that had transformed his appearance called to him, and he sat down in a hidden corner of the Colosseum, and suddenly turned around.

"What's wrong?" said the bearer stepped forward, sensing something.

"He's coming!" said Hitomi Black Trench Coat.

"Who?" the bearer did not yet understand.

"Demon!" You Li took off his hood and looked at a point in the distance, a body hidden under a cloak with a clanging lightning, and pursed his lips.

"This outfit..."Hitomi Power Black Trench Coat couldn't understand, the body of the demon thunderbolt.

"This is a grudge between me and him, and it seems that no one can easily move today. He shook his eyelids and looked around.

"You do what you have planned, I'm afraid I'm going to sit here and celebrate this holiday with my old friend, and he must have thought something about appearing in the Colosseum so rashly. "Profound insight into demons.

Everyone turned around and entered the dark passage, and the entire Guanlou Pavilion was left alone with a dawn identity, staring at the demon from afar, and Dou Yu Zhuoxiong, who was sitting in the middle of the Colosseum, was secretly happy.

The beast fighting session officially began, and Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong exaggerated the atmosphere and danced hand in hand.

In the first stage, the edge of the Colosseum is divided into several parts, and in order to motivate the descendants of the clan to pursue strength and experience, each tribe sends young children to be the vanguard, first swear loyalty to the commander, and rub their hands together to find the location of their respective totems according to the area enclosed by the barrier.

After waiting for a while, waiting for the elders to tell the story of the historical inheritance and future origin, the importance of developing future generations, and giving each participating little warrior a unique hanger equipment, tattooed totems, and a blessing to officially begin.

These preschool children, generally within the age of fifteen, have been instilled with the idea of revenge and murder since the day they were born, and they have been brutally trained all day long, forcing them to pour copper and iron into their bodies.

The meaning of their birth and existence is to take over the hope of restoration, to level the immortal cultivators, and knowledge cultivation is the most bad thing.

Even more severely, if a child is physically deformed, the child will be born with a delicate nature and will be abandoned or even tortured, depending on the unique traditions of each tribe.