The Bullhead City Lord, who had already received the help of the gods of the Western Regions, looked extremely confident and felt that his plan was already nine out of ten.

As long as those gods take action and join forces to deter Du Liniang, the rest of the matter, the bull-headed city lord feels that no one can stop him.

The self-confident bull-headed city lord strolled through the luxury city, looking at the city made of gold, and a trace of yearning appeared on his face.

In fact, the Bull Head City Lord is a descendant of the Eight Beast Gods, and he has the blood of the Beast Gods flowing through his body.

A long time ago, the Bull Head City Lord had a trace of ambition in his psychology, wanting to replace the Eight Beast Gods and become the gods who dominated the city of Luna.

Like the woman in the temple of the city of Shana today, she sits on the throne inside the temple and enjoys the worship of the people inside and outside the city.

That was also what the Bull Head City Lord dreamed of, and he even hoped that one day, maybe one day, he would be able to break free from the shackles of the gods of the Western Regions, truly become a unique god in the Western Regions, and become an existence that could compete with the Eternal God Kingdom, and then he would also achieve eternity, and obtain the worship of living beings from all over the plane, and he would never decay.

Everyone has their own ambitions, or every living being has ambitions, even if it's just ants all the time.

Any living being, when he begins to see the wider sky, sees more impossible possibilities.

They will start to have their own ambitions, and they will want to make the impossible possible.

They also want to get what they don't seem to belong to, at all costs and by any means.

This is the basic law of the survival of living beings, if living beings have no ambition to survive, then how can the times be promoted to develop?

The original founders, the four kings of the Sanctuary later, and then the powerhouses who once dominated the West and the East.

and now Lucius, all have their own ambitions. We are working hard to make the impossible possible.

The bull-headed city lord walked through the long golden street of the city of luxury, left the city of luxury made of gold, and took a final look at the golden city.

He walked straight to the camp of the monks stationed outside the city and had obtained mechanical equipment, seemingly unintentional but intentional.

When the Bull-headed City Lord was about to step into the camp, he suddenly felt a piercing chill hit him, and the Bull-headed City Lord stopped his progress almost instantly, like a wooden stake. Nailed to the door of the monk camp, standing here the bull head city lord can clearly hear the sound of the monks in the camp drilling.

But when it was too late, the Bull Head City Lord didn't dare to take that step, so he could only stand outside the camp.

A ghostly voice rang out, "City Lord, what are you here for?"

There is no need to look back, and there is no need to look for the source of the sound, the bull-headed city lord knows who the owner of the sound is, and he also knows that once he turns back. Maybe his life will be gone.

So the Bull Head City Lord, try to keep himself calm, and then respond to the other party: "I, I just want to take a look." Just take a look. ”

"It's just a look, but it doesn't seem like it, Lord Castle, you should know very well the rules of the city now. ”

Ghostly voices. Suddenly east and west, left and right, far and near. It makes the bull-headed city lord feel creepy.

But the bull-headed city lord didn't dare to move, so he could only stand there and answer as calmly as possible: "Yes, yes, I know, I know." ”

The voice suddenly raised: "You know, since you know, then you should know very well that as the city lord, you can't touch the monks. ”

Intimidated by the voice, the Bullhead City Lord paused for a moment, and some didn't know how to answer.

In fact, the bull-headed city lord knew very well in his heart that he had to find an excuse and must continue to talk to the other party.

can't let the other party lead him by the nose, but the bull-headed city lord can't say anything at this time, it seems like someone is choking his throat, he has a lot of excuses and rhetoric in his heart, but he can't say a word, it feels like every word is spoken, and the next moment he may be in a different place.

The ghostly voice also suddenly fell silent, and this sudden silence made the Bullhead City Lord even more uneasy.

The sound of those monks and soldiers training in the camp sounded in his ears, and the bull-headed city lord woke up in an instant.

He suddenly looked up and saw a black figure standing in front of him, who seemed to have been standing there for a long time.

But it seemed like it had just appeared, and the bull-headed city lord looked at the black figure, and the whole person fell into a kind of confusion.

All kinds of images kept intertwining in his mind, and in the end, in a trance, he seemed to have come to the temple of his dreams.

Sitting on the throne, and all the powerful monks under his command, that is, the gods of the Western Regions, all want to grovel to themselves.

The Bull Head City Lord couldn't help but laugh on his back, and the laughter echoed in the main hall of the temple, but it suddenly collapsed the main hall.

There was a loud "boom", and the bull-headed city lord returned to reality, and the sound of monks and soldiers training was still in his ears.

And he was still standing in front of the camp, still the black figure in front of him, and nothing seemed to have changed.

The spirit of the bull-headed city lord has begun to trance, and he doesn't know which ones are real and which are his own fantasies.

After waiting quietly for a long time, the ghostly voice finally sounded once, and the bull-headed city lord at this time, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, tried to catch the black figure in front of him, and wanted to let the other party let him go, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that his arm could no longer be raised.

I wanted to bow my head, but I felt that the world was spinning in an instant, and when I was about to fall into darkness in front of me, I vaguely saw a headless corpse falling.

Ying looked at the bull's head at his feet, and sighed helplessly: "It's really not enough for people to swallow elephants, do you really think you can swallow those?"

As he spoke, he picked up the bull's head again, and the bloody bull's head was in his hand, and Ying didn't care about the blood that was still dripping.

Staring into his dead eyes, Ying sneered and said, "But after you died, you did a good thing. ”

Then, several black shadows gradually appeared beside Shadow from nothing, all of them kneeling respectfully on the ground and waiting for Shadow's orders.

The shadow handed the bull head out in his hand and said: "You wait in the predetermined temple at the appointed time, as long as the divine power breaks out, you will shoot, remember, there is absolutely no room for loss, you must bring back all the divine crystals to me, after that, you can leave the city of Xuana, enter the sea of sand, and go to the city in the sea of sand." ”

The black shadow kneeling beside the shadow did not immediately take the order to leave, and took the bull's head from the shadow's hand.

One of the shadows said, "What about you, my lord, won't you leave with us?"

The shadow shook his head, and the other shadow immediately said, "My lord, this place is impossible to hold, so you might as well leave with us." ”

Shadow said firmly, "Go ahead, you are still useful to Lucius, he will not treat you badly." ”

Speaking of this, Shadow raised his head to look at the city of Hauna, and his expression became a little complicated.

After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice, "And I'm no longer able to leave some things, I have to do it." (To be continued......)