"From this day on..."

Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong paced around the prisoners, smug, "Dawn will no longer be qualified to lead the Sunset Clan, those selfish and self-righteous immortal cultivators, hiding under the black cloth all day long, pointing fingers..."

Again and again, it was not happy, causing waves of whistles, and there was an endless stream.

At the dome of the Colosseum, the Kunlun Army and the Elven Archers of the Pear Flower Palace were constantly replenished, and they were in place step by step, racing against time to count the guards on the field.

Disguised as an undercover agent in the crowd, step by step, waiting for the code, everything is going on in a haunted way.

"On behalf of the Sunset Alliance, I will not mention this head in the future, 'pointing to the Grand Duke kneeling at his feet', and lead all the troops to the north to Kunlun Mountain, and take back the glory that we deserve. ”

With his arms outstretched, he faced the crowd and invited him, and there was a burst of enthusiasm, and the grand occasion was unprecedented.

The conservative preservation strategy of wandering was regarded as a criticism among the tribes, who repeatedly refused to conquer Kunlun Mountain, and a number of other sects, as well as vassals of Kunlun Mountain.

Even in the human capital 'Little Kunlun City', the tribe has always discriminated against this territory supported by the Kunlun Mountains, instigating themselves to dominate all the human mountains in the world.

In the alliance, although Little Kunlun City is well-armed, has a lot of soldiers and a wide range of food, at least in the eyes of Dou Yu Zhuoxiong and the tribes, it is shaped like an ant, and it is long for a night and a dark wind to wash the entire Little Kunlun City.

picked up the topic, Dou Zhuo Xiong exaggerated grievances and policies, and danced with his hands;

"On behalf of the Sunset Alliance, I will not carry this head in the future, and lead all the troops to the north to Kunlun Mountain, and take back the glory we deserve. "The crowd is full of emotion.

Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong pushed the entire beast fighting atmosphere to an unprecedented climax, and the Grand Duke raised his head weakly, feeling the words of the person in front of him in a daze, and suddenly turned around and glared at himself.

was lifted and dragged upwards, the scar under the free cut grew out of a cocoon, and he was fighting on his back to Zhuo Xiong, changing two figures from time to time, hungry for several days, his sick bones were fragmented, and he was weak and weak.

Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong pinched the head of the Grand Duke, twisted it to everyone, and it was boiling again, he would enjoy this honor exclusively, kill a noble duke in the upper cabinet with his own hands, and sacrifice the totem banners of the Sunset Alliance with blood.

The saber was raised above his shoulder, and he looked at the duke's neck and slashed hard.

At the dome, 10,000 arrows were fired, and the saber was shot away, buckled to the ground, and the surrounding executioners were pierced into a hornet's nest one by one.

On the execution platform, Zhuo Xiong was caught off guard, his chest and back were covered with arrows, one after another, piercing the flesh and skin, howling and running away from the execution platform, and the dense rain of arrows followed the footprints, one after another, until the person was completely shot on the ground.

"Gross..."

The heavy sighs and sighs were swirling, and all the tribal warriors on the sidelines were stunned and felt this episode.

The Colosseum, where there were many shadows in the original itself, left alone the noble duke of Kunlun City, was also frightened, and he was slightly consciously looking around, his body was full of long arrows, and he was unharmed.

There was also a corpse that had just been left in the field, several high-bar flags, hanging the totems of the symbols of the tribes, suddenly broken, the flags buckled to the ground, and the warriors of the tribes raised their heads to the maximum extent, and their anger was brewing, and they came to their senses and pursued the dome little by little.

'Boom!'

There was a heaviness, bringing the attention of some of the tribal warriors back to the Colosseum, when a man dressed in tribal attire suddenly burst into the arena, crushed into a pothole, and knelt on one knee to the duke on the execution table.

Immediately after that, countless heavy pressures were pressed in all directions, and a steady stream of beasts jumped into the fighting beasts from the surrounding seats, kneeling down on one knee at a distance, wearing different costumes.

When he was finished, he got up and made a move, then turned his back to the duke, pulled his upper body, bare his back, got up to change the law, and a respected god and martial heavenly soldier with all kinds of weapons, majestic, high-spirited, and standing on all sides.

The hand-placed sigil, with a blow, turned into a huge shield, and built a wall around the duke, which was windy and lightning, shocking all sides.

Announcing to the tribes of the highest standard, a dark cloud pressed over the dome, and a large levitating ark slowly moved in, and the archers appeared, and the arrows pressed on all sides.

This group of Kunlun Mountains, the third mountain range in the west of Zedu, from the distant northwest hexagram, even if the enemy presses the border, they still have to show the noble nature of the nobility and the extravagant rescue lineup.

The ark was set up on the execution table, and the maids dressed in silk and satin scrambled to take the lead, holding each pearlescent costume, lifting the duke up, carrying the throne, meticulously, and moved onto the ark.

After some care, the python robe was draped, the scepter was carried, and all kinds of ceremonial servants stood on both sides, all in the limelight, all with different surnames, dragon blood and phoenix marrow.

"Bei'er is late, the duke forgives!" The little lord knelt down on the duke's knees, saw the many sword scars on his face, and kowtowed in panic.

Everyone surrendered, and the huge Colosseum was as silent as if it had fallen into an abyss, staring at this sudden scene, dumbfounded.

The Duke of Great Xia breathed a sigh of relief, dying, and finally waited for this moment, raising his eyebrows.

I hated to be imprisoned for a few days, physically and mentally exhausted, and at this moment I was angry with the remnants of the Quartet, and I was powerless, so I had to dry my posture, and I saw Dou Yu Zhuo Xiong get up and swallow something.

A white ape beast stood up, howled, broke the broken arrow on his chest, inherited the ability of the ancestors' blood, each arrow hole sore slowly healed, shook his body, scattered bloody arrows on the ground, and rushed towards the levitating ark, this rescue lineup, brewing anger.

The Grand Duke glanced at the squirm in front of him, exhaled heavily, and instructed something.

"Does the Duke have any orders?" the little lord saw the movement, and took a step forward, and the Duke blinked weakly, and then gave the instruction to come closer, and then blinked, and then the command to come closer, until it was close to the ear;

"Don't leave any of them. "Sticking to the side face of the little lord, he tried his best and was listless.

"Yes!" the little lord complimented, his face pale.

"Welcome the Duke back to the house!" chattered everyone, hurriedly carrying the throne and avoiding the people into the ark, and then turned to look at how far away, he was angry and fighting with Zhuo Xiong, and the prey at the mouth changed hands, and he was displeased, and ran over the sand.

When he jumped, he faced a shield attack, split his head and covered his brain, urged him to the ground, and rolled over and over.

In the appearance of a heavenly soldier, an immortal cultivator holding a giant shield fell to the ground, knocked on one knee, and dismounted.

The white ape beast got up and jumped like thunder, especially when the ark had risen into the air, looking up to the sky and roaring, and the tribes heard the sound for a long time, like a dream of surprise.

"Kunlun Mountain is attacking!" shouted in the ancient language, they all understood the posture, pushed the fence, and responded to every call.

The tribal crowd poured into the Colosseum, and thousands of arrows were fired at the dome, and the dense long arrows seemed to hit the surface of the river, not to mention that this group of aliens was wearing armor and had thick skin and flesh.

One by one, he swallowed all the immortal cultivators who turned into shields in the Colosseum, and gnawed a piece of armor.

Staring at the levitating ark has reached the dome, climbing over the wall with bare hands, and the ones that poured into the dark passages were blocked, and the exits were impermeable.

Those who climbed over the dome of the wall, howled and fell, a circle of bright sharp knives, occupied a favorable position, stopped every breakthrough, fell into the Colosseum, and the exits and the dome were sealed, and accompanied by a whole boulder thrown in, rolled around, took away a circle of people, and there was an endless stream.

Fear spread in Dou Yu Zhuoxiong's heart, and in his busy schedule, he saw the only secret passage in the Guanlou Pavilion, and turned around to watch the clan blow a bright whistle.

The ark carrying the Duke of Great Xia sailed away from the Colosseum, the entire plain direction, the Thunder Gate, and the Beehive Water Vortex.

All the people who saw the 'ghost snake' totem of the Great Xia clan who had set up the ark knew that the duke was already on the ark, and they all lay on one knee and greeted them reverently;

The ark was far away from Sunset City, and entered the enchantment to ensure that nothing happened, and the little lord asked the duke for advice, attached to the next important things, rode the giant eagle and hurriedly left, looking at the collapsed underground Colosseum, the soldiers who surrounded and suppressed it had cracked, and immediately gave orders.

Under the order, the temporarily dug canal was diverted from the Luo River into the underground city, and only the source of the river bank was connected.

The eastward flow of the Luo River was originally gentle, but as soon as the temporary river channel in the low-lying area opened, it poured in instantly, and the bank mouth collapsed.

The raging waters of the Luo River rushed into the Colosseum of Sunset City, a low-lying ground that could accommodate thousands of people.

It was even more uncontrollable, the eastward flow of water moved westward, implicated the Yishui, merged and irrigated the plains, flooded the newly dug river, washed away the dome of the Colosseum, and collapsed the edge of the surface, from which no one could rush out.

The water potential submerged half a person high, taking care of oneself and losing the other, there was a turbulent waterfall scene on all sides, the momentum was magnificent, the water potential collapsed the rock wall, collapsed one side, buried a bunch of people,

The shouting, the struggle, the pounding, the cracking, everything, stirred the sky...

It has reached the point where his life hangs by a thread, and the people who have not seen him for a long time have opened up the blocked dark passages from the inside, and the hoarded river water has been non-stop, and the torrents have invaded, and people and animals have poured into the dark passages, and the waves have washed the sand.