City Lord? What city lord?

Isn't the City of the Holy Hand parliamentarian? How can there be a city lord?

This is not just Luo Yan's question, after Old Man Wen shouted this sentence, everyone present had this idea.

Before they could react, a loud voice rolled in:

"What are you calling your uncle! The lord of this city is here! ”

A flash of light flashed from the city of the Holy Hand, and in an instant.

The ink shadow's palm had fallen.

Terrifying power poured out, and the ink shadow's movements seemed to be slow, but in fact they were extremely fast, and a gray light bloomed from under his palm, like thousands of sharp arrows, ready to pierce the space.

If this attack is allowed to hit, Senator Moon will be seriously injured, if not killed.

Lord-level ultimate, no matter how strong the nightmare level is, it is impossible to catch it!

Fortunately, the city lord of the Holy Hand City arrived in time.

The city lord's whole body was shrouded in blinding light, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could vaguely tell that it was a tall and powerful creature.

He giggled, his whole body glowing and unleashing terrifying energy.

The ink soul collided with the attack of the city lord, and it was not earth-shattering as imagined, but silent.

Gray and light collide silently, and then silently annihilated, like snow meets the sun, there is no violent reaction, only silent dissolution.

After one move, the City Lord of the Holy Hand City and the Ink Soul looked at each other from a distance and confronted each other.

The battlefield calmed down briefly.

With the presence of the two lord-level players, the fight of the rest of the people seemed to have become less important.

"I can't imagine that you are still alive if you don't die."

The main road of the city of the Holy Hand.

Ink Shadow snorted coldly.

"You're older than me! I didn't think you were still alive! Didn't you declare that you were dead a long time ago? ”

He was really unconvinced.

He used evil black technology to transform his body and prolong his life, and he lay down in the Holy Sepulchre to avoid the passage of time, and as a result, some species didn't have to do anything, so they could naturally live for so long?

Is the unevenness of the world so stark?

The city lord of the Holy Hand City is much bigger than himself!

The city lord laughed strangely, and the light on his body slowly dissipated.

"Who would dare to build a city without a lord...... The City of the Damned has no lords, and now it is under siege by you...... It can be seen that a city without a lord is not a city. ”

Ink Shadow was speechless for a moment.

He had the worst.

With both sides having a lord level, it is obvious that the battle cannot be immediately decided, and it will drag on forever...... When the time comes, he won't be able to share anything of the spoils of the City of the Damned......

Unless the Twilight City and the Blood Moon City are suddenly greatly weakened, they will not be able to attack the Cursed City in a short period of time.

But it's even more unlikely!

Above the sky, the light on the city lord's body faded, revealing his true body.

In the city, Luo Yan looked at the familiar face of the city lord and couldn't help but exclaim.

He knows this B city lord! It's still very familiar!

A few days ago, he was riding on the head of the castle lord and wanted to pull shi!

Isn't this Mr. Pillar?!

Mr. Pillar is the lord of the city? Lord?

Crooked, fortunately, I am usually very polite, I have great respect for Mr. Zhuzi, and I get along with him very well...... Rounding off, both of them are about to become brothers.

At this moment, Mr. Pillar's appearance has changed dramatically.

Perhaps, this is his true form, usually, Mr. Pillar just likes to disguise, disguised himself as an ordinary pillar.

Really...... Do all the masters like this?

In his true form, Mr. Pillar looks much younger, with a resolute and handsome face and sharp eyes...... The column is tall, and some rust on it is obviously missing.

Well, his true form is a young pillar.

So it's still a pillar......

Mr. Zhu sneered and said lightly:

"Okay, now retreat, I can act as if nothing happened to us before you have done anything to us."

He still wants peace.

Not because the city of the Holy Hand is peace-loving, but because it can't be beaten.

In terms of high-level combat power, whether it is the lord level, the nightmare level, or the strange talk level, the city of the Holy Hand is not worthy of the other party, but the problem lies in the low-level combat power.

As for the complex group of doctors in the City of the Holy Hand, they still want to deal with the disciplined and powerful black bloods?

The advantage of low-level combat power can be fed back to the high-level battlefield.

There are many black-blooded grassroots members who are ways to help their generals......

The shadow of the ink is constantly changing.

He also wanted to retreat.

and the city of the Holy Hand to consume, it seems that it is not pleasing to please.

But now that they're going back, what do Twilight and Blood Moon do?

Together, they swore an oath to the Dark God!

If only Twilight's and Blood Moon attacks had been thwarted......

Ink Shadow sighed.

If this is the case, he will dare to go to war directly and fight a good fight with the City of the Holy Hand.

You know, plunder the city of the Holy Hand...... Looks pretty good, too.

Just as Ink Shadow was in trouble, a small insect suddenly flew from somewhere.

His face moved, and he reached out to catch the little bug.

"It's ......"

The ink soul who received the news was shocked.

The next moment, he looked up at Mr. Pillar and smiled hideously.

"Call me! Hit hard! ”

The black-blooded crowd suddenly stirred up and launched a charge towards the City of the Holy Hand.

"What's going on?!"

Mr. Pillar was taken aback.

He didn't understand what was going on, obviously Mo Ying hesitated and hesitated, why did he suddenly make up his mind again and start a desperate war?

But it was impossible for him not to fight, so the people of the Holy Hand City also charged.

This time, not only the lord-level, nightmare-level, and weird-level battles, but even the ordinary members of the black blood rushed like crazy, one by one they were not afraid of death, and a group of people cooperated tacitly, staring at the weird-level battlefield and constantly harassing.

……

Two hours ago, the distant Twilight Zone.

"Really... Far away. ”

A wizened man with a mask emblazoned in the shape of a skull stands out of thin air.

He stared at Twilight quietly, his eyes inexplicable.

"Hmm... With a mask, no one should be able to... Recognize me. ”

The man smiled silently.

He was so thin, his wrinkled skin clinging to his skeleton, and he looked like a dried corpse from afar.

"Twilight...... Yours, night has fallen. ”

The man took out two potion bottles from his arms, one red and the other blue.

"For alchemy, destruction and creation, both are... Part of my area of expertise. ”

He muttered to himself.

The caps of the two flasks popped open, and he poured out both flasks at the same time.

The red and blue turned into luminous dots and intertwined in the air, causing a special reaction.

Red and blue, turned green.

The thin man looked expressionless, looking at the green dots of light as if they were endless, spreading towards the Twilight Zone.

Green is a symbol of vitality...... Sometimes, however, this is not always the case.