In the middle of the Perfect Continent, Ancestral Dragon City.

Guangyu exhaled a breath of turbidity and opened his eyes, it has been two months since he entered the Ancestral Dragon City, Guangyu has stayed in the Ancestral Dragon City conscientiously, and he has long been in harmony with the Frost Stage monks who have built the Spirit Gathering Great Array together, and once again integrated into the human race of the Perfect Continent.

Today is the Ancestral Dragon City Spirit Gathering Array can be completed, Guangyu habitually stretched his waist and walked out of the door, as a frost-tracking period monk, the concept of time is extremely accurate, and the surrounding rooms are also drilled out of the frost-tracking period monks at the same time.

"Morning, Guangyu."

"Guangyu Daoyou, good morning."

The monks around saw Guangyu and greeted Guangyu with a smile, and Guangyu also responded one by one.

Coming to the last node of the Spirit Gathering Array in three steps and two steps, Guangyu quickly found his position, and with all the frost-tracking monks in place, everyone began to build the final spiritual power node.

In the evening, with the infusion of the spiritual power of many frost-tracking stage monks, the last spiritual power of the Spirit Gathering Array finally flickered with light, and this Spirit Gathering Formation all over the Ancestral Dragon City suddenly shone brightly, illuminating this misty city.

With the operation of the Spirit Gathering Formation, the aura of the radius of thousands of miles frantically poured into the Ancestral Dragon City, and the entire Ancestral Dragon City was like the finishing touch, one by one the formations began to operate with the infusion of the aura, and the entire Ancestral Dragon City showed its edge on the Perfect Continent for the first time.

Before Guangyu and the others had time to get excited, the light of the teleportation array that had just begun to operate flickered, and countless monks covered in blood appeared on the teleportation array, and one of the monks shouted at the martial artist who was standing on the side:

"The City of Tears is broken!"

The faces of many monks in Ancestral Dragon City changed, and before they could react, Feng Poye suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbed a monk who was slightly slightly injured and asked:

"What the hell is going on?"

The monk obviously hadn't recovered from the battle yet, and when he saw Feng Poye suddenly appear, he subconsciously gathered the long knife in his hand and slashed towards Feng Poye.

As a great monk of the Tribulation Period, how could Feng Poye be slashed by this monk of the Yuan Infant Period, grabbed the long knife that was chopped, and roared:

"Calm down!"

This roar was accompanied by spiritual power, and the Yuan Infant Monk suddenly became excited, sobered up, looked at Feng Poye in front of him, his eyes were red, he knelt in front of Feng Poye, and said:

"Marshal, go and save Lord Chengtian!"

Feng Poye's face changed, and his divine sense swept around the teleportation array, and sure enough, he found no trace of Cheng Tianci, and immediately his spiritual power exploded, pushing many monks out of the teleportation array, and he was ready to teleport to the City of Heavenly Tears alone.

At this moment, the light of the teleportation array dimmed, ending Feng Poye's teleportation action.

Feng Poye was stunned for a moment, looked in the direction of the City of Tears, and his right hand holding the spear slowly drooped. He knew that this was the destruction of the teleportation array of the City of Heavenly Tears, and even if Cheng Tianci was a monk in the Tribulation Period, he would not survive if he fell into the army of the Yu Clan led by the four kings of the Yu Clan.

"Feather Clan!"

Feng Poye looked up to the sky and roared, Cheng Tianci was his confidant, for countless years, Cheng Tianci didn't know how many lives Feng Poye had saved, and for Cheng Tianci, who was indifferent, Feng Poye was his only friend.

At this time, Liu Jianying and Gu Hengxing, the four marshals of the human race, also came to the scene, they knew very well how deep the relationship between Cheng Tianci and Feng Poye was, and why didn't they? The monks of the Tribulation Period have a long life, and as time passes, their relatives and friends gradually leave them, and in the end, there are only a few brothers who are with them, Shan Zhongling is the rising star of the Terran Race, and the four of them are the ones who have created a world for the Terran.

The next day, the news came out from the Yu Clan that the Yu Clan had defeated the four marshals of the Terran in the City of Heavenly Tears and successfully occupied the City of Heavenly Tears.

As soon as the news came out, it shocked the entire Perfect Continent, Ji Yu City cheered, Sword Immortal City went crazy, and the demon clan who faintly took refuge in the Yu clan was frequently increasing troops to the border of the Terran at this time, and the idea of separating the territory of the Terran with the Yu Clan was obvious.

Wanhua City,

The Demon Clan General Poshan hurriedly ran into the room of the elder of Wanhua City, and shouted loudly:

"Elder, the human race is weak, why don't you do it, wouldn't it be better to beat the water dogs?"

The elder of Wanhua City got up from the bed, patted the buttocks of the demon fox lying on the bed, stared at Poshan angrily, and said:

"You go out first! Do you want to see me and my daughter-in-law change clothes? ”

Poshan patted his head awkwardly and said embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going out, hurry up, I'll be waiting for you in the hall."

After speaking, he hurriedly exited the room and closed the door.

The elder of Wanhua City shook his head helplessly, and without staying long, he put on his clothes and came to the hall.

"Elder, why..."

Poshan saw the elders of Wanhua City come out, and hurriedly prepared to ask questions.

The elder of Wanhua City waved his hand, stopping Poshan from continuing, and said lightly:

"Broken Mountain, I know what you want to say, I'll ask you a question now, if you fight a duel with a werewolf, lose, and get hurt. Then on the way home, he was attacked by a tiger man and was even more seriously injured. Who would you hate more? ”

Poshan was a little confused, scratched his head, and said:

"Of course it's a tiger man, his frontal combat skills are not as good as people, what can I say when I break the mountain? What's it to sneak up on someone from behind, I have to bite off a piece of his flesh to death. ”

Elder Wanhua City clapped his hands and said:

"And if a lion man threatens you when you are injured in a duel, saying that if you die, he will rob you of your belongings, who will you hate more?"

"It's still a tiger man, what's the use of this threat, if he dies, he will rob it, and it will be after his death."

Poshan was even more dizzy, and said in a daze.

"That's it!"

The elder of Wanhua City smiled, and the broken mountain in the confusion was suddenly startled, and asked:

"What's the matter?"

The elder of Wanhua City looked at the broken mountain with hatred of iron and steel, and said:

"Do we have a relationship with the Terrans like the Lion People now? Once we do it, we will become tiger people, and the human race probably won't even care about the Yu clan, so let's destroy my demon clan first! ”

The elder of Wanhua City had already given up the idea of pointing to Po Shan, and simply laid out the situation and told Po Shan, he really didn't understand that with the IQ of this thing, he cultivated to the tribulation period in this way.

Poshan suddenly realized, and asked randomly and suspiciously:

"Then we're not going to do it?"

The elder of Wanhua City covered his forehead and said with hatred:

"Wait! Regardless of the Terran Feather Clan, when one of them has no room for victory, we are beating the Reservoir Dogs! ”

Broken Mountain is confused again:

"What? Do you still want to fight those birdmen? ”

This time, the elder of Wanhua City was completely speechless, and he didn't bother to look at Poshan, flicked his sleeves, and left the hall, leaving Poshan in a daze to sit in the hall.

All the buildings in the City of Tears were destroyed in this war, and the camps of the Feather Clan were all covered with tents.

After the Yu army captured the City of Heavenly Tears, it was repaired here and captured the City of Heavenly Tears, which was tantamount to a shocking good news for most of the Yu Clan, not to mention that it was a strategic victory to kill Cheng Tianci, one of the four marshals of the Human Race.

However, the happy people obviously do not include the four kings of the Yu clan, among the largest battalion commanders of the Yu clan in the City of Heavenly Tears, the divine power of the Honghu Bird in Yi Yunyang's hand flickered, and he cast healing spells on the other three kings of the Yu clan in front of him, repairing the injured bodies of the three people.

Yi Yunyang treated the three of them and said:

"This is really tricky, I besieged the four of you, and I can actually hurt the three of you like this."

Yu Zun, one of the four kings of the Yu clan, heard the words and said:

"After all, he is a veteran monk of the Tribulation Period, fortunately he doesn't have an eighth-level rank ring, otherwise we might have someone fall."

Yun Xingli interrupted Yu Zun's words at this time, and said:

"The human race is not stupid, Cheng Tianci crosses the clouds with a divine weapon in his hand, this is a martial god weapon that is as famous as my Yu clan's Nine Deaths and the liver and gallbladder in the hands of Liu Jianying, how rich does the human race have to be to give him an eighth-level military rank ring?"

Yu Zun was interrupted by Yun Xingli, and retorted a little unpleasantly:

"Nan Zhen took the Nine Deaths of the Sun Destroying Death, didn't he prepare an eighth-level rank ring for him!"

"Can the Terrans compare to my Feather Clan?"

Yun Xingli immediately began to raise the bar.

"How much more can the Terrans compare to us?"

"The greatness of my Feather Clan is beyond the imagination of the Terrans?"

"You...

Yu Zun and Yun Xingli immediately began to quarrel.

"Okay, how old are you to quarrel over this kind of thing? Let the juniors see that there is still a face? ”

Seeing that the two of them were getting more and more fierce, Yi Nanzhen, who had been silent, spoke.

Seeing Yi Nanzhen speak, Yu Zun and Yun Xingli snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Seeing that the two were no longer arguing, Yi Nan Zhen put together a few pieces of broken wreckage in his hand, and gradually formed a single knife, on which a poem was faintly visible:

The picnic banquet is not sorrowful, and Gillian begged in her dream last year.

Those who can't drink the wine in the cup can't finish it, and those who can't cut it are celebrity heads.

Yi Nanzhen put the pieces together and threw them aside. Pointing to the single knife, he said lightly:

"It's a good thing to take the City of Heavenly Tears this time, but there are indeed many doubts, one of them: why are the four marshals of the human race only Cheng Tianci here to contain us, where did the other three go? Second: Even if Cheng Tianci holds this Cangyun crossing, he should have an eighth-level military rank ring, the human race is not so poor, and it is impossible to be short-sighted enough not to prepare an eighth-level military rank ring for the monks of the Tribulation Period. ”

Yi Nanzhen obviously thought about it and threw out the doubts of the matter, and the other three people who were originally immersed in victory were not stupid people, as soon as Yi Nanzhen said it, he found the doubts of the problem and fell into thinking.

Yi Yunyang withdrew the spell, stroked the divine power of the Honghu Bird in his hand, and said with a frown:

"In fact, it is not difficult to analyze, what is the matter of the Terrans that occupies a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, so that the four commanders of the Terrans cannot get out, and there are no extra materials to make eighth-level rank rings. But what could be more important than the belonging of the City of Heavenly Tears, but the death of Cheng Tianci should not be in the plan of the human race, and no one knew that the Nine Deaths of the Sun were in the hands of Nan Zhen before. caused the defensive array of the City of Tears to be forced so quickly. ”

Yi Nanzhen clapped his palms and said;

"I think the same as Yun Yang, but since Cheng Tianqi died, I believe that the human race can no longer hold its breath, and soon we will know what they are secretly doing! The top priority is to recover the spiritual power as soon as possible, the physical injuries are cloudy, and the recovery of the spiritual power can only rely on oneself, with the help of the aura of the City of Heavenly Tears to speed up the recovery, no matter what the human race is planning, we need to face it in a heyday. ”

The three of them nodded, stopped talking, and silently began to regain their spiritual power.