A strong light of hope shot out of their originally desperate eyes, and looking at Jian Fengyun who was meditating, they seemed to see the hope of life.

Jian Fengyun slowly opened his eyes, he didn't look at the cheers behind him, his gaze swept to the four figures that still existed outside the city.

The four Demigod Realm Demon Shadows, as well as Xiahou Tian who escaped this bombardment.

Compared to Xiahou Tian, who was intact, the four demigod realm demon shadows were a little miserable, the demon armor on their bodies was seriously damaged, and even the demonic qi around their bodies was a little dissipated.

Obviously, the power of the bombardment of more than 3,000 Emperor Killing Pills, even if they did not blow them up to a heavy loss, it was inevitable that they would suffer a little injury.

"Jian Fengyun, you deserve to die, you all deserve to die."

The four demon shadows reacted, and a roaring roar came from their mouths.

The warriors in Wanbao City, before the strength of surprise passed, four monstrous attacks had already descended on the protective array of Wanbao City.

Bang!

Under the earth-shattering loud noise, Wanbao City trembled three times again, and countless warriors were severely injured in the next second, and died tragically directly.

"Kill, spare no effort, kill them all."

Xiahou Tian was obviously also angry, he brought so many strong people of all races, not to mention that he could bring them all back, at least fifty percent of them could be brought back, but now in front of him, let alone fifty percent, even an intact beast of all races could not be found.

If he goes back like this, even if he takes down Wanbao City, he will probably be blamed.

Under the anger of his heart, Xiahou Tian also made a move, and the rolling power of the metal law in his hand mixed with the surging demonic qi turned into a pillar of light and slammed into the protective array of Wanbao City.

Bang!

With a loud bang, it was obvious that Xiahou Tian's cultivation was much stronger than the four demigod realm demon shadows, and under the bombardment of the pillar of light, a crack appeared in the long-standing Wanbao City Protector Array.

"Everyone, defend with all your might, and never ......"

Inside the city, a strong man in Wanbaolou roared loudly, just about to say that they must not be allowed to break through the great array of Wanbao City.

However, before the words fell, the protective array above his head had already been attacked, and a demonic light swept through, cutting him into two pieces on the spot, and his intestines and flesh were sprinkled on the ground, which was very amazing.

"I originally wanted to take you down slowly, but I didn't expect you to want to die so much, and this seat will fulfill you."

In the sky above Wanbao City, Xiahou Tian had already attacked, and the roaring Wanbaolou powerhouse was killed by him.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

I saw him wave his hand again, and all the warriors near his body were also killed, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and he didn't even have time to scream.

The tragic scene instantly brought those surprised warriors back to their senses.

"You all deserve to die, deserve to die."

The four Demigod Realm Demon Shadows also rushed in, and the entire Wanbao City's protective array was dismantled, and everyone in Wanbao City was exposed under the noses of these five killing gods.

As soon as the four demigod realm demon shadows stepped out, hundreds of martial artists were directly shocked and killed, and they didn't have time to react, let alone resist.

The gap between the Demigod Realm and ordinary martial artists is too big, even if the powerhouses of the Emperor Zun Realm rush up, they will be directly hit hard if they can't hold up a single move, and then they will be killed.

It's like suddenly entering an anteater in an ant's burrow, and no matter how many ants there are, they will all be devoured by the anteater.

Compared to ants and anteaters, the people in Wanbao City were not even ants against the enemies of these five demigod realms, because the coercion of the demigod realm was enough to kill all the martial artists under the Spirit Saint Realm.

"Brother, don't die!"

"I'll fight with you!"

"Big brother, don't-"

"Brutes, you five brutes, you will be damned......

In the blink of an eye, Wanbao City turned into a hell on earth, and blood flowed like a river, even if he was a disciple of Fengyun Sect, he could only huddle together to keep warm at this moment, and keep retreating in order to gain a glimmer of life.

Those who reacted late were all buried under the hands of the four demigod realm demon shadows and Xiahou Tian.

The murder of the strong is often erased by a thought, so Wanbao City seems to have a lot of people, but at this moment, no matter how many people there are, it is just an extra wisp of blood.

"It's over, Wanbao City is over, and God can't save us."

"The old man is gone."

Countless warriors roared in grief and anger, and the strong men of the older generation lamented and despaired, watching their relatives and friends turn into a part of the sea of blood in front of them one by one, everyone seemed to see the scene of their own death, just like those who died in front.

When death comes to you, despair will come early. Just when everyone was immersed in despair, Jian Fengyun above the city tower not far away, his eyes lit up, because what he wanted to see appeared.

I saw an old man in iron armor and holding an iron spear standing straight above Wanbao City.

No one could see how he appeared, everyone was infected by the momentum on his body, and looked at him as if they were the gods of the guardian race.

"Today's disaster, Wanbaolou is sorry for everyone in the city, and the old man apologizes to you on behalf of Wanbaolou."

The old man in iron armor was full of white hair, and except for a pair of withered eyes that still had some charm, it was almost impossible to tell that he was a living person.

"Meet the Clothed God King!"

At this moment, all the warriors of Wanbaolou, as well as the offerings, etc., spoke at the same time, extremely respectful

"You don't have to call me the God King, after today, the wisp of clone left by the old man in the Nether will dissipate, I am already in the twilight of my life, and I am surviving in the Nether, today I will do my best to replace Wanbaolou to protect the peace of Wanbao City!"

The old man in iron armor did not speak, but the voice of the old man spread throughout the city.

"Cloth God King!" When many powerhouses in Wanbaolou heard these words, their eyes immediately turned red, and they shouted.

These powerhouses of Wanbaolou, they are all people who grew up listening to the legend of the God King of Cloth, the founder of Wanbaolou from ancient times to the present, and also the biggest hole card of Wanbaolou, the God King of Cloth, an existence that swept the world several eras ago and broke through to become a god.

The Cloth-clothed God King turned around, and the old figure stepped into the air and walked towards the front of Wanbao City.

As the founder of Wanbaolou, the cloth god king stayed in the clone of the nether realm, and his cultivation was no more than the demigod realm, because the nether realm could only accommodate the existence of the strongest demigod realm.

However, his combat power can reach a level comparable to the god realm in a short period of time, even if it is a doppelganger, even if it is a twilight year, this doppelganger also has everything that a god king should have, the god king has the divine power and momentum of a god, he will not turn back, this battle is his mission to stay in the nether realm.

Wanbaolou is in danger, and he is the last hole card left by the cloth god king back then......

(End of chapter)