Volume 1, Ming Chronicle One Hundred and Nine, Reinforcements?
The black hole flickered, the void creaked, the suspended debris disappeared, and a loud roar rang out.
On the city wall, the ice shield shattered, and all the monks spurted blood and fell under the city wall. The people in the city only felt that the ground was shaking, and a figure fell in front of them, knocking down a group of soldiers.
The blood in the mouth of the two people in the field overflowed, and they all threw backwards, and the black shadow was pulled by Yu Wuyan as he retreated, and the two figures were like small boats in the angry sea, falling to the ground and rolling, and retreating for several miles, the black shadow got up, spurting out a mouthful of pitch-black blood, and laughed wildly.
Dao Wanming snorted, his clothes were shattered, the knife marks were all visible, and pieces of blood mist burst out, and the whole person was like a leaf falling in the wind, and was violently smashed through the city gate by the air current, and fell together with the monks who fell down from the city wall.
Wild laughter came: "Hahaha, disciple, are you still alive?" Just like the untouchables of this city, be our blood food. The laughter is getting closer.
Ouyang Mei'er got up, swallowed a handful of dantian indiscriminately, and together with Bai Susu, she picked up Dao Wanming, and the three of them walked to the city gate together.
Dao Wanming vomited out a mouthful of blood with minced flesh, forced a mouthful of spiritual power, and struggled to the front by himself: "I can't say anything to let you two walk in front, I'm a man?" ”
A man and two women, standing firmly outside the city gate, looked at Yu Wuyan and the others who were gradually approaching, their faces were not sad or happy, they still didn't guard against it, and they didn't care, they died.
The three of them turned their heads to look at the people in the city, with an apologetic look on their faces, and a cold voice came: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you." ”
There were tears in the eyes of the people in the city, and I don't know who said: "I'm sorry there, you are all good, but you hate us for not being able to help." ”
"That's it, it's a big deal to die on your own, rather than live like a pig and a dog, it's better to fight with them. The Blue Emperor will definitely avenge us. ”
Speaking of this, everyone suddenly fell silent, and thought in their hearts: Qingdi, will that young man who loves to laugh still appear? Thinking about it, he read in his mouth: "I am willing to draw the sword for the poor people in the world, and the sword will be where the sword goes, and the violence will be peaceful." May all life in the world be happy and safe. ”
More and more people shouted, and a huge sound resounded in the sky, and the sun hung tenaciously on the western hills, unwilling to set, as if it was waiting for something.
"I am willing to draw the sword for the poor people in the world, where the sword goes, and eliminate violence and peace. May all life in the world be happy and safe. ”
In the boiling sound, Dao Wanming looked at the grimace not far away and smiled: "You saved me, and now you die in your hands, it can be regarded as a retribution, but I still don't want to be your blood food, I don't want to use my cultivation to create evil." ”
The monks smiled indifferently and said in unison, "Follow the sect master." When the sound fell, all the monks' faces were bloody, and they were all about to blow themselves up and die, refusing to leave a trace of essence blood for their use.
Haha laughed: "With me here, you can't blow yourself up if you want to." A black sound came, and it was actually the Netherworld Demonic Voice, and the seriously injured monks couldn't resist it at all.
The eyes of the monks were scattered, and the blood red on their faces all receded, like the walking dead, and they automatically walked towards the place of the magic sound, Dao Wanming and Bai Susu's eyes brightened for a while, and then they also dimmed, and walked forward with everyone.
Yu Wuyan chuckled: "I really want to thank the husband for restraining this little slut, I really don't know what they like about this slut." As he spoke, the fairy sword in his hand was revealed, and he actually stepped forward to draw a few swords on Bai Susu's face to relieve his hatred.
After all, the sunset failed to hold on, and fell down the mountain, the sunset reflected in the sky, the red flame city was blood-red, and a blue light flashed in the distance, and then thunder sounded, dispersing the magic sound, and the cyan electric light scurried in the red glow, and rushed straight to Yu Wuyan in the field.
This thunder light was huge, and it was much more powerful than the previous ones, and the ghost-faced man swept away his spiritual sense, and hurriedly flew back several miles with the royal family.
I saw a flash of the cyan warship, and it appeared above the city, and the figures of the two Earth Immortal Realms jumped down from the warship and stood in the air, their divine consciousness swept away, it was Zhao Tianming and Zhao Qi.
The monks were awakened, and when they saw that reinforcements were coming, their faces showed joy, and they saw countless spiritual powers flying out, rolling up the injured monks and returning to the ship.
Li Fengchun in the boat looked at the seriously injured people, his eyes blamed himself, and his ears moved slightly, but it was Ouyang Mei'er who said: "Master, we are afraid that we have fallen for Zhao Tianming's calculations, you have to be careful." ”
Hearing this, his face changed, and he remembered that the father and daughter had been deliberately delayed before, and they could arrive at noon, and they had dragged them until now.
At that moment, the spiritual power on his body exploded, and the warship raised a cyan light shield, and then flew to a stop several miles away in a flash, standing on the bow of the ship and quietly looking towards the front of the city gate.
Zhao Tianming's majestic voice sounded: "Third brother, it's really not the eldest brother who said you, why are you such a waste, I've been delaying for so long, you can't solve these people, it's really disappointing to me." ”
"Hahaha, my good big brother, do you really think I can't solve it, I just don't want to let you be satisfied." The grimace man Zhao Kun smiled and said, "While you are beguiling the Qingshan League to send troops, and at the same time quietly revealing the news to me, don't you just want me to clean them up for you?" ”
"But it doesn't matter, I have already solved the three or two big and small cats, as long as I solve you again, the world of Daming will be mine."
"Oh, are you so confident? Also, after planning for so long, I didn't hesitate to give the Dragon Slaying Sword to the Jade Sword Sect, but I didn't expect that I would be fine. Zhao Tianming chuckled: "I'm not afraid to tell you, it was Li Shi who cured me and made me go one step further." ”
"I see, then the Qingshan Alliance saved you, and you still use them, I think that Li Shi will not let you go, right? But looking at your strategizing appearance, I'm afraid that Li Shi is also planted in your hands, right? ”
"The third brother who knows me is also a little monk, and he also wants to point fingers at my Daming country." As he spoke, he saw that the golden light on his whole body exploded, and then he appeared, but he was wearing a golden dragon robe, wearing a flat sky crown, and a kingly demeanor.
When Li Fengchun heard this, he roared angrily: "Zhao Tianming, what happened to Li Shi?" ”
"Giggles!" A bewitching laugh came, but it was Zhao Qi who said: "Don't worry, he's fine, it's just sealed with a bone erosion needle, you have to be obedient, when it's here, let's go see him together." After speaking, he didn't forget to throw a wink at him.
"You're not Qi'er! Who are you? Zhao Yu, dressed in green clothes, jumped out of the spaceship, stared at the figure carved out of the same mold as Zhao Qi and asked.
"Giggles, guess who I am? If you guess right, will there be a prize? As he spoke, he covered his mouth and laughed non-stop, as if he was about to flow out of his body.