Chapter 357: Destroy the capital

"Brothers, kill with Ben and protect the people of the Imperial Dynasty!"

An abyss emperor general, led his subordinates to hide in the alley, his hands clenched his weapons tightly, and he saw the overlord army outside through the window, and launched a brazen attack.

Five thousand soldiers rushed out with the general, brandishing their weapons, and their expressions were full of madness.

"I've been guarding against your ...... for a long time"

The general of the Overlord Army sneered, shook his body, and appeared at the entrance of Minxiang, and the hundred soldiers he led moved at the same time, falling behind the general, behaving like a person.

Blood-stained spears, still heading forward, with tremendous force, piercing through hundreds of enemy troops, stuck in the ground.

Like a gust of wind, as soon as the spear fell, the overlord sergeant rushed forward, stretched out his hand to grasp the weapon, and engaged in a white-knuckle battle with the abyss emperor soldiers.

"Sneer......"

The sound of the weapon piercing the skin kept ringing, bringing out a string of blood beads and taking away a human life.

The street battles became more and more intense, and the invincible overlord army began to suffer casualties, especially the supreme saint warriors of the Abyss Emperor Dynasty, and a large number of deaths were made.

"Assemble!"

Xiang Yu sensed that his subordinates had suffered heavy losses, changed his combat methods, and prepared to gather the overlord army and launch a battle to slaughter the city.

160,000 overlord soldiers, free from the enemy's entanglement, formed a military formation.

"Launch a legion war in the city, Xiang Yu, you are crazy!"

Yuan Long Chi roared and flew into the sky from the inner city, ready to stop Xiang Yu's crazy moves.

Legion Wars are all attacks, mostly large-scale moves containing destruction, and once cast, the terrifying attack power can easily destroy the Abyss Emperor.

The imperial capital, the heart of the imperial dynasty, if it is destroyed by war, it will affect the entire country.

Not to mention the degradation of luck, at least some of it will be lost.

"All ministries worship, shot!"

"Who can fight Xiang Yu, play the Ming Emperor in this phase, and give the nine-crowned marquis!"

Yuan Longchi roared, sparing no expense, tempting with high-ranking officials and Houlu, you must know that the Marquis of Nine Crowns is the highest title that a courtier can achieve.

Nine, is the ultimate!

Above the marquis, there is the prince, and non-members of the royal family cannot be canonized.

It stands to reason that the status of the prince is higher than that of the marquis, but in fact, the minimum of the marquis is a crown of marquis, which is not as high as the king, and is a two-crown marquis at the top, which is equivalent to a crown of the king.

And so on, a three-crowned marquis is equivalent to a two-crowned marquis, and a four-crowned marquis is equivalent to a three-crowned duke......

The nine-crowned marquis, equivalent to the eight-crowned king!

The only people who can suppress the Nine-Crowned Marquis in terms of identity are the King and the Nine-Crowned Lord!

"Kill!"

Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men!

When many of the supreme saint warriors in the city heard this, they couldn't resist the temptation of the Nine Crowned Marquis, their eyes lit up, and they were wanton and murderous, and they burst out with a powerful momentum.

Count carefully, there are more than 100 ways!

Excluding the warriors who shot just now, more than 60 were added out of thin air.

"A group of bastards, the national disaster is at the head, and they actually stand by and watch, and when they repel the overlord army, they must look good. ”

Yuanlong Chi glanced around, and instead of being happy, he felt an endless chill.

He found that the supreme martial artists who did not make a move were all from the clan, and the clan in the capital was only a representative sent by the clan's own sect to interfere in the affairs of the court.

In a capital branch, there are supreme saint warriors in charge, how many strong people are there in that clan?

"Dragon Lightning Snake Shadow!"

"Ten Thousand Swords Burn!"

"The ...... of the Giant Palm"

More than 100 holy attacks slapped towards Xiang Yu, covering the sky and the sun, making the color of the sky dome dim.

The body of the overlord is like a tiny ant.

"Ben General, is the God and Demon Overlord!"

Xiang Yu's eyes widened, the endless divine light was flowing, and an eternal voice came out of the blood and soul, after the vicissitudes of time, he did not change the true nature of the overlord.

A power as black as ink and holy as water permeated the tip of the spear!

The top of the nine heavens, divided into two colors!

"Drink!"

Xiang Yu danced the Overlord Spear and stabbed forward with all his might, panicking the power of the heavens, mixed with the power of endless gods and demons, and scattered all the attacks in front of him.

"Poof!"

"Poof......!"

The hundred supreme saint warriors were all impacted by the spear qi, spurting out a mouthful of blood, like a meteorite falling from the starry sky, crashing into the abyss capital.

Whoa......

The ground trembled, and a large number of buildings shattered, revealing more than a hundred chasms.

The Abyss Capital City is ushering in a heavy blow!

"Who else?"

Xiang Yu stood in the nine skies, his body was separated by black and white, one thought was a god, one thought was a demon, the combination of the sacred and the devil shocked the soldiers of the Abyss Emperor, and he couldn't help but wonder, can this person really be defeated?

Heaven and earth were silent, and no one answered.

Even the Most Holy Warrior has no desire to make a move.

"Since there is no one, it will be announced again that the city will be destroyed......"

As the words fell, a black and white vortex appeared in the sky, and a blood-colored spear, with a sharp edge in the sky, hit the palace of the Abyss Emperor Dynasty.

"Ah......h

"Help......"

"Get out of my way!"

Screams, begging for mercy, roars, endlessly, the majestic Abyss Imperial Capital is full of ugliness at this moment, even inferior to some weak forces.

Many cultivators who had cultivated to be powerful were ready to tear through the void and go, but before the spatial passage could be formed, the blood-colored spear fell and was inserted in the main hall of the Abyss Imperial Palace.

The dragon chair of the Son of Heaven, the royal temple, was filled with gunfire and turned into powder.

The aftermath of the horror spread to all sides, the ground cracked, flooding countless buildings, and the bodies of many warriors turned into a puff of sand and dust, which dissipated with the wind.

The earth's crust cracks and magma begins to spray!

The Abyss Imperial Capital is heading for destruction!

"Roar!"

The Golden Dragon of Luck kept roaring, circling around the Abyss Imperial Capital, trying to stop this disaster, but could do nothing.

"I sacrifice my body, pull the power of luck, and flow to the capital!"

The Yuanlong Pool flew out of the magma, the hard armor melted in the blazing heat, and the aura wrapped the whole body, exploding into a cloud of blood mist in the sea of qi.

The blood waves surged, forming a special symbol that guided the golden dragon of luck and flew towards the west.

Where, there is also a city called 'Wangdu'!

"Can you escape?"

Xiang Yu withdrew the Overlord Spear, looked at the fallen Abyss Imperial Capital, and then looked at the Golden Dragon of Fortune fleeing westward, revealing a playful smile.

An overlord sergeant stepped forward and planted the banner of the Ming Dynasty in the void!

"Let's go!"

Xiang Yu nodded with satisfaction, pulled the reins, and the black horse turned into a black lightning bolt and burst out of the air.

The sound of horses' hooves rolling, the overwhelming smell of killing, approaching the west!

The Abyss Emperor is plunged into unprecedented turmoil!

......

"Luck Golden Dragon, could it be that something happened to the capital?"

Looking at the capital city, the prince of the Nine Crowns was deeply despised, looking at the sea of luck above his head, and frowned secretly.

He has been operating in Wangdu City for thousands of years, making an iron bucket, and now the golden dragon of luck has passed, which means that the capital will be moved.

Then his position will be more embarrassing!

Thousands of years of hard work will also be in vain.