"Hurry up, quickly encircle, only encircle, not attack. ”

"What's the point of besieging but not attacking?"

"This is the order of the Emperor of the People, and those who disobey will be decided. ”

"Quickly communicated to each squad. ”

"Got it, you come with me. Waiting to squeeze out the blood of the Asura and harvest Mo Feng's head. Hahaha, happy!"

“.....”

Outside the walls of the suspended city-state, the Terran coalition has surrounded the real city-state, so tightly that not even a fly can fly in. Fuyao's army was responsible for besieging the east gate, and the other three kings' armies were besieging the north, south, and west gates respectively. In the city-state, a large number of sappers from the demonic beasts of the Asura realm and the Shura army are desperately building temporary fortifications. The two armies were evenly matched and both remained on the sidelines.

In the Chaozhen Palace, there was a mess, like a dead silence, people went to the empty building, and there was a dilapidated scene. A few cheetahs, jumping between buildings and getting lost. Sometimes he searches, sometimes he screams.

Above the main hall of Chaozhen. A familiar figure, cloaked, furious, roaring like thunder.

"Mo Feng, you grandson. It's you, it's you who buried the entire Light Clan. It's you, hahahaha, no, I'm not defeated yet. Not yet, I'm still the king of this city-state....."

The Emperor of Datong shouted frantically and scolded and laughed at himself. He was laughing at his own incompetence, and at times he was extremely arrogant. Obviously, at this moment, he was already a little confused and delirious. The Holy Light fell in an instant, and it did not cost a single soldier, and it has indeed become a joke for the ages.

"Your Majesty, let's go! If we don't leave, we will either fall into the mouth of the emperor or die under the sword of the emperor. As long as Qingshan is not afraid of no firewood!"

An old minister, still hasn't left. He was the only one who was still guarding Mo Feng's side. He is the Lightbringer.

As soon as Mo Feng heard the word "go", his heart burned with anger. There is no word "go" in his dictionary. Besides, he didn't listen to the direct advice of his courtiers, and it was already a joke for the ages to be dominated by Shura's anti-guest, and now he escaped again, let alone his style as a unified emperor. At this moment, he can only achieve the so-called short-term consummation by martyrdom with death.

"Let's go! I have no face to see my dead ancestors! After I die, I hope you can bury my body in the Bright Mountain. ”

On the Bright Mountain, there is the Temple of Light. The Mountain of Light is the sacred mountain of the city-state where the holy light is suspended. On this sacred mountain, the sages of the light clan of the past dynasties are buried. Since Mo Feng and Mo Yutang parted ways and became their own kings, Guangming Mountain belonged to the Glorious Country. Now, he can only watch the divine light of Guangming Mountain shine in the sky in this endless galaxy.

"I'm not leaving! I'm a Light Clan, and I'm a Light Clan when I die!"

The Lightbringer frowned and gritted his teeth, his face determined and full of hatred. If you leave, there is still a glimmer of hope, and if you stay, you will die a glorious death.

"Go, if you don't leave, I'll die in front of you! Go to Guangyao quickly, and hand over this seal to my imperial brother. ”

At this moment, the emperor of Datong has made up his mind and is forced to die.

"Your Majesty!" the Messenger of Light took the national seal, endured the pain of parting, turned around sharply, and left the Chaozhen Palace.

The Messenger of Light quickly took off his shirt, wrapped the national seal tightly, put it behind his back, tied a dead knot, his silver hair was scattered, his upper body was half-naked, his blue pupils instantly dilated, he gritted his teeth, picked up the long chop, and walked out of the main hall.

Outside the main hall, the inner and outer three floors are all the emperor's soldiers. Emperor Zun has already issued a military order in advance. For Mo Feng, he must be caught alive, and the others will be killed on the spot.

Lightbringers are not idle. The envoys of the past generations have served the emperor. They all have to go through a strict screening process to become messengers. Now the messenger was half-naked, his muscles were bursting, he was holding a long slash, his silver hair was fluttering, and his anger burned in his blue eyes. As soon as he walked out of the Chaozhen Palace, an inexplicable energy was instantly released around his body. The energy instantly fluttered and flew forward to test the demonic beasts and Shura soldiers.

"This old man should not be underestimated. He must be a master. ”

"You see that he is magnificent, and his body releases a high-energy aura, and he is by no means an idle person. ”

"It would be a pity if I killed him. If we don't kill them, the emperor will take our lives. ”

"What's on his back?"

"It must be a treasure. Otherwise, it is impossible to protect each other with death. You can tell from the look on his face that he is very sensitive to the contents of the package on his back. ”

"So much nonsense, just put it in first!"

“.....”