readx;?“ Real people, and hand over the defense of the main city gate to the last general and others to defend, as long as we don't die, the city gate will definitely not be breached!"

Several half-step Purple Mansion level sect elders stood up, they saw Wang Zhenren's dilemma, and at this juncture, only a few of them were fighting to the death. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hearing this, Wang Zhenren covered his wound and groaned, the Yin Corpse Curse was extremely vicious, if the main city gate was handed over to these half-step Purple Mansion Outer Gate Elders to defend, I was afraid that two or three people would become wasted.

"Real person, you can't hesitate, time is pressing!"

The oldest elder was red-faced, and every time passed, the more serious the death qi devoured by Wang Zhenren, if the real person lost his combat power, then the Dry Bone City would not be far from destruction.

"That's it, everyone, life and death coexist, for the sake of the future of our sect, don't easily lose it in the hands of these miscellaneous people of the Thorn Dynasty, wait for this seat to recover, and kill him without leaving a piece of armor!"

The three half-step Purple Mansion monks shouted loudly, and they all released their own mana enchantments, replacing Wang Zhenren to resist the death qi of the Yin Corpse Curse outside the city gate.

"There are still fifty breaths of time before the big array can be opened, don't let your guard down!"

Wang Zhenren withdrew his mana, and immediately went to the city to find a stone house and sat cross-legged, he pulled out the rune dagger between his waist and ribs, and a stream of pitch-black blood gushed out.

The disgusting rancid smell only made Wang Zhenren's brows furrow slightly, this knife wound was nothing to a real person-level body.

What really threatens Wang Zhenren is the gray death qi that keeps escaping from the wound, this evil force is constantly devouring his vitality and eroding his essence and blood.

"Yin corpse curse, the method of Huangquan Dao, madness! Iron War King Tu Canghai, this work will definitely kill you. ”

Wang Zhenren was secretly ruthless, today, he knew that there must be a big battle, no matter what the result was, Dry Bone City was only afraid that nine times out of ten it would be robbed and suffer heavy damage.

After a while, Wang Zhenren forced out a little bit of dead air, and his eyes suddenly widened and he looked into the void.

"Not good, block out of the main city gate, quickly!"

An angry roar roared out of Wang Zhenren's mouth, his face was hideous, his heart shrank violently as his white hair flew, and a large mouthful of black blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

A huge black shadow landed above the main gate of the Dry Bone City, and the towering body was at least a hundred feet, and a sharp cry sounded, and the three half-step Purple Mansion Realm elders were shocked.

Before they could react, a pair of red-black giant claws tore through the void, breaking through layers of enchantments, and directly bringing the three half-step Purple Mansion Realm elders into the void.

At the same time, the wall of dry bones that could be called a moat was also shattered by the sharp claws, and the deafening roar stimulated many low-ranking monks to bleed from their eardrums and howl violently.

After the huge figure rushed into the void, the many monks of the Dry Bone City after the shock reacted, and dozens of True Monarch monks in the city, led by several disciples of the king, rushed over frantically.

It was a huge eagle, a strange bone eagle with only dry bones left, but with a divine soul.

"Death Dragon Eagle, evil demon, is the top powerhouse of the Tatar clan to break into the extraterritorial battlefield, how is it possible, how can the Death Dragon Eagle appear in my Dry Bone City!"

Many monks who recognized the true body of the huge figure were shocked, this terrifying creature was too famous in the extraterritorial battlefield, and it was the best among the demons.

The three-headed half-step Purple Mansion level elders, under the sharp claws of the Death Dragon Eagle, were instantly twisted into a pile of bursting minced meat, and the dazzling blood red sprinkled down, causing countless Qingxia Ancient Sect cultivators to be furious.

I don't know how many monks of the heavens and all the races died tragically under the claws of this terrifying dragon eagle, and when they suddenly saw this air overlord appear, their hearts sank instantly.

Wang Zhenren coughed up blood one after another, and the appearance of the Death Dragon Eagle made him shocked, this evil beast was something he had never expected.

"Escape, Mu Shan, Cheng Yue, take the disciples of my sect to escape through the underground teleportation array, how far and how far to escape!"

The hoarse tone stopped the two disciples who were rushing towards where Wang Zhenren was.

They glanced at the real person in disbelief, never expecting that the Optimus Pillar of Dry Bones would give up on deathmatch, and instead told them to flee quickly and not turn back.

"Real people, we can fight, the big array is opened, we will definitely be able to hold out until the senior brother and they return!"

Cheng Yue is a very honest and strong man, among the disciples of the king, he is a rare honest person with few eyes, the glory of the sect is extremely strong, and he is unwilling to abandon the countless people in the Dry Bone City to flee alone.

Hearing this, Wang Zhenren's face turned red, and the huge mana of his backhand poured out, directly throwing more than ten disciples of the Qingxia Ancient Sect towards the inner city thousands of zhang away.

"Hurry up, don't go, even if we wait for this old bone to die in battle, it will be difficult to look down under Jiuquan!"

Wang Zhenren turned his body, the earthy yellow light on his fingertips shone, and he sealed the four big points around his dantian one after another, and the originally sluggish aura suddenly soared to his peak realm.

A group of inner disciples who were thrown into the inner city, with tears in their eyes, respectfully bowed to the gate of the main city gate three times, and then ran towards the real person hall in the inner city with tears in their eyes.

The defense array of Dry Bone City was finally opened, and the earthy yellow giant law formation shrouded Dry Bone City.

It's just that at this moment, there are tens of thousands of monks in the huge city, and no one makes a cheering sound, and most of the veterans are silently wiping the blades in their hands, staring at the huge figure in the void without blinking.

The Dry Bone City Defense Array can indeed keep the enemy out of the door, but it takes a lot of spirit stones to open the formation, and the reserves in the Dry Bone City are now insufficient, and at most it can resist the impact of the Death Dragon Eagle for an hour or two.

What's more, even the overlord demon like the Death Dragon Eagle has appeared, so will the master of the demon clan be far away?

Wang Zhenren's snow-white hair was stained with a little blood, and the strange thing was that his face was ruddy, and the wound on his abdomen had scabbed.

Maybe ordinary people think that Wang Zhenren has recovered to the peak, but he himself knows that he is just sealing a few death holes at the cost of vitality and forcibly suppressing the death qi.

"The monks of the City of Dry Bones listen to this seat, now put down the blade and join our people to avoid death. There will be endless glory and wealth in the future, so quickly open the defense array!"

In the void, the huge coercion of the Death Dragon Eagle shook in a big array, the ghost fire in his eyes jumped, and although he was persuading him to surrender in his mouth, he was already planning who to eat first after breaking the city.

The mist of the mirage continued to spread, and at some point, those dead souls gradually disappeared, and the army of the demon clan of the Thorn Dynasty under the pressure of black pressure poured out again, weighing the blades in their hands one by one, and looking bloodthirstily at the gate of the Dry Bone City.

"Death Dragon Eagle, that guy didn't say that there would be such a ghost thing appearing, shouldn't he be trapped in the central war zone by the powerhouses of many big clans?"

The Iron War King harnessed the flying leopard, squinting his eyes at the huge black giant bird in the void, and the cold light was brewing in it.