Chapter 486: Operation City God

"Impossible, seventy-two clans, can never submit to anyone. Chao Mengrui said gloomily, and the momentum on his body exploded out uncontrollably.

He can accept any conditions, but surrender!

The Yun royal family can't submit to anyone's feet, not even the heavenly immortals.

"Haha, it's really ridiculous, the seventy-two clans were wiped out, like rats crossing the street, everyone shouted and beaten, they could only hide in unknown corners, and they survived, even the heirs were trapped in the city lord's mansion, if it weren't for the defeat of the five major clans by this king, maybe now, you wouldn't dare to come to the rescue!"

"What do you have left?"

"Except for that bit of arrogance and self-esteem, there is nothing, do not submit to this king, you want to take root near the foot of the Burial Dragon Mountain, is it possible?

The corners of Li Tang's mouth showed a hint of ridicule, and he said disdainfully, in this world, there are many arrogant people, but how many people do not surrender to reality?

The reality is that the law of the jungle eats the strong!

The momentum released by Chao Meng Rui dissipated in an instant, and his face was full of decadence, as the ruler of the seventy-two clans at this time, he naturally knew how bad the situation was.

Now the seventy-two clans, except for the preservation of the ghost soldiers, the rest of the forces are less than one-tenth of the heyday, the merchants and residences are all lost, and there are not many resources left for cultivation.

It's okay for a while, but if it's been a long time and there are no resources to cultivate, the rest of the clan will definitely be dissatisfied, and if it makes trouble again, the clan should also part ways.

Therefore, in front of the seventy-two clans, there is no other way out except to take refuge in Li Tang!

Buried at the foot of Longshan Mountain, die!

If you don't bury yourself at the foot of Longshan Mountain, it's almost the same as death!

This is also the reason why Li Tang is full of confidence and has the chance to win.

"Master Tang, can't you talk about it anymore?

At this time, on the side of Meng Rui, another figure appeared, it was the smoke and cold wind, and around, there were strong people flying in, all of them were seventy-two clan elders, worship!

Combined, these forces are no weaker than ghost soldiers.

"No, in the territory of the Tang Kingdom, there is no place for the clan to stand, and the same is true in the territory of the foot of the Burial Dragon Mountain!" Li Tang said lightly.

"In that case, let's not talk about it!Lord Tang Hou, there is only one Martial Saint on your side, and we have ghost soldiers, as long as we arrange the formation, we can temporarily imprison the Saint. ”

"Without the protection of the Martial Saint, are you sure that Lord Tang will still be like this?"

Yan Hanfeng said, shaking his head regretfully, and a fierce color flashed in his deep eyes.

Of course, he didn't want to kill Li Tang, but wanted to arrest the latter and exchange him as a hostage.

In this way, it is bound to make a bad deal with the Tang Kingdom!

It wasn't his intention, but it couldn't be changed.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Li Tang said coldly, only bring the Canglan Sage out, it was he who instructed him, otherwise how could he force the seventy-two clans to do it?

It can be said that before the fight started, the seventy-two clans had already lost!

"Ghost soldiers cross!"

Chao Meng Rui took a deep breath and commanded sharply, and in an instant, thousands of pillars of light soared into the sky, incomparably bright.

The entire burial dragon city is full of evil spirits.

The breath of killing appeared, and where the red light passed, there was a ghost and god phantom condensed, an endless hell, standing proudly in the sky, suffering without interruption, the terrible screams sounded, and the ghostly wails came out, as if they were tortured by pain again.

Li Tang's face changed slightly, and he took a step back, and when the Canglan Sage saw this, the aura around his body floated, blocking the void evil qi from the outside.

And the captain of the guard on the side, who was in the realm of martial arts, without the protection of the Canglan Sage, his face was pale, and he couldn't help but kneel down on the spot, and howled:

"Lord Hou, this is the Ghost and God Battle Formation, the strongest formation in the Eastern Continent. ”

When Li Tang heard this, his brows furrowed, and he asked curiously, "What is the origin?"

"Lord Hou, the ghost and god battle array, is the battle array of the ghost soldiers of the Great Yue Imperial Kingdom before the Great War of the Ages, ranking among the top ten battle arrays in the mainland, it is rumored that every ghost soldier must have the strength of Wuzun. ”

"As long as you become a ghost soldier, you will cut off your nose, destroy your face, cut off your yang roots, wear a mask for life, don't show your true face, forget your life, identity, status, and only have a string of numbers. ”

"Before they died, many ghost soldiers became ruthless killing weapons, and each chain knife was stained with thousands of blood, but with the death of Dayue, the ghost soldiers also dissipated. ”

Li Tang listened quietly, and his eyes flashed!

No wonder the seventy-two clans are reluctant to take refuge in themselves, it turns out that it is because of the honor of their ancestors.

"I didn't expect that in the world, there were people who referred to ghosts and gods to create a set of battle formations, and also condensed the battle spirit, which is really rare. ”

In the room, Bai Wuchang muttered to himself, staring at the window, as if he could penetrate, see the outside void, and see the battle in the backyard.

"Cut, it's just a ghost and god war spirit! If you condense the ghost general's battle spirit, I may take a look at it. ”

After hearing this, Hei Wuchang said disdainfully, as an upper-class figure in the Yin world, he naturally looks down on the ghosts and gods who run errands at the grassroots level, and if he is a ghost general who commands ten thousand soldiers, he can barely take a look.

Bai Wuchang didn't reply, and looked in the direction of the Eastern Continent again, as if he had a feeling, and after a while, he showed a mysterious smile.

"Peace on the side, soul hunting, pray!"

"The personnel official is in charge, and the ghost is in charge of the city god!"

In the middle of the Central Continent, the Great Xia Empire, the capital of the city, under this majestic city, there is a temple that ordinary people can't see, exuding black gas, but it feels sacred and pure.

The two extreme momentum are fused into one, and at first glance it is not ordinary.

The word Chenghuang, the light breaks through thousands of miles, shining on the mainland, the strong law of reincarnation, going around, the law of life and death, you can take refuge in the ferry, you can see the afterlife and this life.

Countless souls, from all over the continent, flew into the city god and disappeared, either reincarnated, or relegated to the Infernal Hell, and tortured.

"Lord Chenghuang, the ghost and god battle array, reborn, the Yun clan, reappear!"

When Chao Mengrui ordered the formation to be arranged, a ghost messenger of the city god shuttled through the temple and came to the central hall to report in surprise.

"In ancient times, there were mortal ants, blaspheming the true body of ghosts and gods, committing capital crimes, and deserving of ten thousand years of infernal hell punishment, the picket division listened to the order, looked for the descendants of the Yun clan, and brought them back!"

In the hall, similar to the court, the city god sits on the main seat, wearing the official robe of the underworld, with a long beard and white cheeks, full of majesty, and is commanding loudly.

"Yes!"

Under the main seat, there were six chairs, mainly the chairs of the six divisions, and the picket division, which was ranked third, stood up, received the order in a deep voice, and went out to order the troops, and after a while, a team of 100 ghost soldiers flew towards the eastern continent.

The ghost soldiers are crossing, and the atmosphere is gloomy!

"East Continent, interesting!"

The Imperial Palace, a great existence, looked at the Eastern Continent and said with interest.

"I'm not alone!"

For a long time, Bai Wuchang said, with a battle intent in his eyes.

(End of chapter)