The east gate of the imperial capital, the scene is terrifying.

The tall city gate, like a piece of paper, was tragically defeated by the desolate king's sword, and opened a terrifying ravine on the ground that was dozens of zhang wide, hundreds of zhang deep, and tens of thousands of zhang long.

Whether it was the monks outside the city or the defenders in the city, they were all frightened and stunned!

Under the order of the King of the Wilderness, the Hundred Emperor Dragoons poured into the city, drew the dragon knife behind him, and ruthlessly harvested the defenders of this place in cold blood.

There were about 3,000 soldiers guarding the city at the east gate.

Now, under the trampling of the Hundred Emperors Dragoon, it is simply a baby facing a strong man, and he can't even withstand the aura of the dragon knight, let alone raise his body to resist.

It was a rather bloody slaughter, and these defenders were too weak compared to the demon clan.

"Hahaha!! one wrong step is an abyss!! I don't need you to do it, I'll finish it myself!"

When Hong Tian came back to his senses and looked at Wang Chao who was pressing towards him, he unusually simply raised his knife and slashed his neck.

Hong Tian knew that it was useless to beg for mercy, but it was better to die with backbone.

"Alas!all hint at letting you open the door!!"

In the crowd of onlookers in the city, looking at Hong Tian, who was killing himself, the stegosaurus sighed lightly and shook his head helplessly.

The Desolate King rode the Blood Dragon King into the city, and his eyes were so cold and staring.

"Today... Those who block the king's entry into the palace will be killed!" The cold words spat out from his mouth.

......

"It's... How can this evil obstacle be so strong?!"

In the Longhan Palace, the eyes of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military were all wide-eyed, and Long Wuji, who had already stood up, staggered back to the dragon seat.

The strength displayed by the Desolate King scared him from head to toes.

"What about Lin Zhennan!?What is he eating?!Why did he let this evil obstacle grow to such an extent?!What is going on with this hundred-man dragoon, and how much has happened to the southern border in the past seven years that I don't know?!"

Looking at the strength of the Desolate King in front of him, Long Wuji, who was paralyzed on the dragon throne, was so frightened that he almost collapsed, and his roar resounded in the hall.

The Manchu Dynasty civil and military eyes looked at the small eyes, except for secretly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, they really didn't know how to speak.

The Wild King is invincible, okay!

The city gate that the peak of the Tianzun Realm may not be able to break, but he broke it open.

Don't doubt that he doesn't have the strength of the Supreme Realm.

Supreme Realm!!

In the 8,000 years since the founding of the country, there has never been such a being.

It's only been seven years, and he's only twenty-three years old, how can he reach such heights?!

"Ladies and gentlemen, what should I do?!"

After the roar, Long Wuji, who had calmed down, was very desperate, and collapsed on the dragon throne in a decadent manner, looking for a solution to the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu with a trembling voice.

The strength shown by the Desolate King is too invincible, it is not a height that Long Han can touch at all, and it is strange that Long Wuji can still maintain his composure.

The courtiers were silent, but they really didn't know what to say.

The king of the wilderness came back so violently, obviously to take revenge for the revenge of seven years of exile.

Just now, they heard what the desolate king said very clearly, and whoever dared to stop him from entering the palace would be killed.

"Talk!Why are you dumb?!"

Looking at the people in the court with their heads bowed, Long Wuji was angry and scolded sharply.

Mu Di came out at this time and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, don't you think it's very time for the King of the Wasteland to come back? ”

"Your Majesty, Mu Shangshu's words are not unreasonable, the desolate king is definitely coming back for Mu Xiaoqian's matter, and when he comes, you can admit your mistake to him. The official secretary agreed.

"Admit your mistakes?!Do you want me to admit your mistakes?!Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Long Wuji suddenly shouted, "Do you think that if I admit this evil obstacle by mistake, I will open up the net?! ”

The official Shangshu shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, with all due respect, it seems that there is no other way to do it! Not to mention that the Desolate King has the power of the Supreme Realm, and the dragoons behind him are afraid that they can advance horizontally." Even if the 50,000 Heaven Shaking Army opened up the military formation, it would be extremely small in front of this Saint King Dragoon. ”

Inside the light curtain, the Desolate King led the Hundred Emperor Dragons to ride into the city, crashed into the bustling streets, and rushed straight to the imperial city.

The already lively imperial capital, coupled with the appearance of the Hundred Emperors Dragoon, aroused the curiosity of the unwitting monks.

There is no doubt about the strength of the Hundred Emperors Dragoon, and where it passed, a large number of surrounding monks were crushed to the ground, like harvesting straw.

About half an hour later, the Hundred Emperor Dragoons collided with the Heaven-Shaking Army.

With the desolate king spitting out a killing word, the Hundred Emperor Dragoon started a killing feast.

The whole street exploded, and countless monks focused on watching from afar.

The Wild King sacrificed a Demon God War Halberd, just like the Shura Demon God crisscrossing the enemy army, and every time the war halberd in his hand was swung, it could harvest a large area of life.

Even the enemy troops who were close to him couldn't bear to fall to the ground just by their aura.

In order to protect their homeland, the Heaven Shaking Army is not afraid of death.

Like a silver god of war, Wang Chao was majestic, and he slashed General Zuo of the heaven-shaking army with a single sword.

In the chaotic streets, buildings collapsed, and bloody corpses and heads were piled up on the ground.

The Hundred Emperor Dragoons are too cruel, they are like killing machines, unstoppable, with knives falling in their hands, and slashing down one life after another.

"The Heaven-Shaking Army is being slaughtered?!"

"Hey, where did this dragoon come from, how could it be so strong!"

"It's terrible! It's terrible, the royal family dares to offend such a group of people?!"

The monks who watched from the four fields, looking at the slaughter on the battlefield in the distance, were all terrified, and they couldn't believe that the royal family dared to provoke such a terrifying group of people.

Tianjiao from all over Kyushu had a bad premonition when they looked at the scene in front of them.

Could it be that today's sky in Long Han is about to change?!

So what about the enrollment assessment of Longhan Wufu six days later?!

The three founding clans, as well as the seven first-class nobles, were all shocked.

The sky-shaking army that fell to the ground in pieces seemed to be saying that the rule of the Longhan royal family was coming to an end.

The strength and cold-bloodedness of the Hundred Emperors Dragoon are deeply rooted in the hearts of every monk.

"The Heaven Shaking Army is sending it to death!" The Lin Family Ancestor shook his head and sighed: "Is Long Han's naivety really going to change?!"

"It's a terrible dragon rider, each of them is the pinnacle of the Holy King, and it gives me an unrivaled oppression. The Mu Family Ancestor was shocked: "I have extreme doubts that every knight in this dragoon is a peerless saint king. ”

"We, who are in the Heavenly Venerable Realm, are actually a little trembling in front of these dragon knights, what is it if we are not the Supreme Saint King?!" The ancestor of the Bai family said solemnly: "Long Han's innocence is about to change suddenly! ”

Mu Fan, who was in retreat, was pulled out by his best friend.

Looking at the Heaven Shaking Army, which was the lowest in the realm of the Xuanzhen Realm, was being harvested in large areas, and the Little Saint and the Great Sage Saint King were not enemies, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Lao Fan! Long Han is about to change the sky!"

The handsome and bewitching, beautiful-looking little Taoist priest beside Mu Fan exclaimed: "One hundred peerless saint kings, Long Han is in danger!"