Outside Xiling City, an army of 200,000 orcs lined up, the black pressure was boundless, and the wind sweeping in the sky seemed to have even swept the murderous aura, making people chill to the bone marrow.

The orc army of the Beamon tribe finally chased after them, but it seemed that they had no intention of attacking the city for the time being.

The commander of this orc army is Larry, a fierce general of Beamon, who is more than a foot tall, with two horns on his head, a hideous face, and a heaven-opening knife weighing more than a thousand catties, and its combat power is equivalent to that of a ground warrior, which is not not strong.

"Great Marshal, why don't you capture Xiling City in one go and destroy the remnants of the one-horned rhino tribe?" said a Jiaoren general in a dark voice.

"Xiling City is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and if you attack Xiling City, you will lose at least tens of thousands of warriors, and the gains outweigh the losses. "Larry's face is full of flesh, but he is thoughtful, although the orcs are generally lower than humans, but the higher orcs are not, and fox-like cunning abounds.

Once the main force of the one-horned rhino tribe breaks through the king's defenses and kills from behind, our army will be flanked from the front and back. "This Jiaoren general said.

"No, the main force of the one-horned rhino tribe is dragged in the emerald grassland, and if the main force comes to the rescue, his base camp will not be guaranteed, so the one-horned rhino tribe will give up this remnant army one hundred percent. Larry hummed, his face full of confidence, and he continued, "As long as we besiege Xiling City, we will be defeated." ”

"But Dashuai, the next snowstorm is coming soon, we are camping outside, I am afraid it will be difficult to stop the cold wind......" General Jiaoren hesitated, although it is a good way to besiege Xiling City, but this northwest weather is not the enemy of mine.

"This marshal knows that the major forces in Xiling City coexist, and there are many adventurers of three religions and nine ranks, as long as we surround Xiling City, there will be chaos in the city. Larry laughed.

"Handsome and wise. General Jiaoren's eyes lit up and he slapped his ass.

It's just that Larry made the same mistake as the lion leader Crowe, that is, he didn't know that Xiling City was completely controlled by Qi Bei, and the remnants of the orc army had also been incorporated into Xiling City, so the civil strife he said would never happen.

Qi Bei came to the wall of Xiling City, and saw that the orc army outside the city began to camp and light a fire, and said: "It seems that they don't plan to attack the city, I don't know if they want to recharge their strength or just besiege and not attack, let us break ourselves." ”

"Lord City Lord, it should be the latter, looking at the way they camp, focusing on defense, it is very likely that they want to besiege Xiling City. Crowe said respectfully, he was an orc general, and he was very familiar with the way the orc army fought.

"Hehe, look at the weather, the next snowstorm is coming in a few days, I think they are cocooning themselves. Qi Bei's heart was much more relaxed, and if he didn't attack the city, it was exactly what he wanted.

"Lord of the City, they shouldn't know that Xiling City is already under your control, and if it is still like before, there will be civil strife in the city. "Crowdo.

Qi Bei nodded, as soon as the blizzard came, it would not be so easy to attack the city, and he didn't believe that this orc army would not be reduced in the blizzard. And inside the city is much better, there are houses to live in, and charcoal fires to roast.

The blizzard came earlier than expected, and the sun was still shining during the day, but at night the wind was howling and the snow was pouring down.

Fortunately, the buildings in the slum area of Xiling City are almost complete, and hundreds of thousands of poor people live in it, and they no longer have to worry about the wind on all sides, and the houses are crushed by heavy snow.

In the city lord's mansion, in Qi Bei's bedroom.

The phantom green silk hung down on his chest, and his back was held by Qi Bei's single palm, dredging the last blocked meridian.

Drops of fine sweat precipitated from the phantom's forehead, and then gathered, sliding down the pretty face to the swan-like jade neck, and then from the jade neck to the towering jade tightly wrapped in obscene clothes. Milk.

The obscene clothes were already soaked, clinging to the body, and the complete curves were blood-curdling.

It's just that Qi Bei had no intention of appreciating it, there was a faint golden mist above his head, his sword eyebrows were tightly locked, and his face was a little pale.

He didn't expect that the dredging of the last meridian would be so difficult.

He dredged two inches forward, and after a while, he blocked another inch, which made his internal strength almost exhausted, but the meridians were only half open.

If you give up halfway, needless to say, half of the meridians that have been dredged will soon be completely blocked again.

Finally, Qi Bei exhausted the last trace of internal strength, but the last blocked meridian of the phantom still had a third unblocked.

"Thanks to the collapse of the ......" Qi Bei sighed secretly, his consciousness was a little chaotic, according to this, his current internal force was far from enough to support him to unblock the last blocked meridian of the phantom.

But at this moment, the Extreme Yang Qi in Qi Bei's body seemed to have reached a critical point and began to boil.

"No, now that the Extreme Yang Fire is generated, is this my life? Qi Bei's heart was horrified, and his whole body turned red as if it was on fire.

Suddenly, a golden air flow flowed into the Divine Dragon Brand in the palm of Qi Bei's left hand.

This airflow was different from the internal force of the Divine Dragon Decisive Yang, and it poured into the dantian of Qibei with a cool breath.

The Extreme Yang Qi, which was about to transform into the Extreme Yang Fire, seemed to be poured down by a minute of cold water, and calmed down a little.

Suddenly, the meridians of Qi Bei's whole body swelled, and then the musculoskeletal of his whole body seemed to be torn apart by life, and the severe pain made his handsome face distort and deform, and his teeth clenched.

With a crisp sound, it was as if a string had been plucked in his mind, and his consciousness instantly became extremely clear, and the dragon pattern of the divine dragon brand flew out of his palm, circled around him and then retracted.

At this time, the empty dantian in northern Qi suddenly had a golden internal force, and it was still continuously increasing.

The original internal force began to compress and become solidified, and the prototype of a dragon slowly took shape.

The claws of the dragon of internal force in the dantian were very clear, so condensed that even pieces of dragon scales were clearly visible, but the rest of the parts were a little scattered and blurred.

"The second layer of the dragon duel. Qi Bei quickly knew what had happened to him, and when the Extreme Yang Qi was about to turn into the Extreme Yang Fire, he broke through the shackles of the first layer of the Divine Dragon Duel and reached the second layer.

The sudden breakthrough made Deqi Bei's depleted internal force several times stronger than the peak of the first layer, and he naturally would not let go of this opportunity to dredge the meridians for the phantom again.

At this time, the phantom's meridian was halfway blocked, but Qi Bei was not too worried, with his current strong internal strength, he would definitely be able to dredge it completely.

Inch after inch, third, fifth......

Qi Bei gritted his teeth, his eyes were glowing with pale gold, and the golden mist all over his body was hidden in the shape of a dragon.

Finally, this meridian was completely penetrated by the internal force of Qibei.

"Poof"

The phantom suddenly spewed out a mouthful of gray blood mist.