As the huge mountain peak unfolded, even the golden dragon that was flying closer and closer on the opposite side showed a surprised expression.

The monsters around him automatically got out of the way, as if they were greeting the king. The golden dragon gradually flew closer to Linhai City, he looked at the huge mountain peak in front of him with a puzzled face, and the voice of doubt spread throughout the battlefield, and the rumbling voice asked like thunder

"This is an immortal artifact?"

In the highest attic, a long smile burst out, as if with great confidence, and faintly soothed everyone's hearts that were hit one after another.

I saw a black figure rushing out of the attic and falling onto the huge peak, looking like the ancestor of Lejia.

He laughed and said, "This immortal weapon is called Wanzhong Peak, and its weight is 13,500 catties. I don't think it's easy for you to practice one by one, so if you know each other, you should retreat early. ”

The golden dragon had its own pride as the royal family of the East China Sea, its face sank, and it said domineeringly, "Even if it is an immortal weapon, what if it is just a dead thing, dare to ask this king to retreat?"

After speaking, with a loud roar, the golden dragon scales sounded like a thousand waves, and its five golden claws opened together, rushing towards Wanzhong Peak with great momentum.

Seeing that the ancestor of the Lejia couldn't retreat from the other party, he also secretly complained in his heart. But if he doesn't hold it now, I'm afraid that even if he blocks it here, the momentum below will collapse.

Therefore, he had no choice but to shout, "It's good!" But he still didn't dare to leave the support of the leylines too much, but instead deployed against the large array of city protection, commanding Wanzhong Peak to crash towards the huge dragon claws flying from the golden dragon.

For a while, the sky was full of colors, and you came and went, playing brilliantly.

Although the five-clawed golden dragon has a strong body, its claws are fierce. But Wanzhong Peak is not easy to deal with after all, it has its own charm, coupled with the heavy peaks, it is like a huge turtle shell that makes it difficult for the golden dragon to swallow.

What's more, its body is huge, and it is not afraid of colliding head-on with the golden dragon. The ancestor of the Lejia family also sat on the top of the peak, chanting words in his mouth, directing Wan Chongfeng to collide with the golden dragon, and a pair of magic weapons around him also cooperated with Wan Chongfeng to stare at the weak point of the golden dragon and constantly attack.

The second son looked at it for a while, and was slightly relieved. It seems that this Wanzhong Peak has been cultivated in the leylines for a long enough time, and it will not show its decline in a short period of time.

He was keeping his head up and keeping an eye on the battle when Amber rushed in with a dusty monk.

Amber, who came in, was not in a hurry to tell him, but instead glanced around sternly and showed his intention to the second son, who frowned and pushed everyone out.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that everyone had left, the second son's hand shook and he put down another layer of soundproof cover and asked.

"My lord, it's not good! Jixia City is ruined, everything is ruined!"

When the dusty monk saw the second son, he cried and knelt down, and said while crying.

"What did you say?" The second son's body shook dangerously, and Amber had already stood aside to pay attention to his situation, and hurriedly held on.

In a trance, the second son felt that he had heard it wrong, and asked again.

The monk cried and said, "According to Elder An's orders, as soon as I left the city, I drove the fastest Qingpeng in our city to Jixia City to ask for help without stopping. ”

"I flew non-stop for a day and a night before I flew to Jixia, but when I flew closer, I found that it had become a ghost area. The monk recalled as he spoke.

"I saw such a big change in Jixia City, I didn't dare to get too close, but watched from afar. As he spoke, a deep fear shot out of his eyes, and it was clear that what he saw was extremely bloody.

"I saw the situation in Jixia City from afar, it was like a Shura field. ”

Countless huge demon insects infested inside, and the miserable howls were endless, and the large array of city protectors also changed from normal blue to blood red. The more the monk spoke, his voice trembled, as if he had seen a terrible scene of disaster.

"I have observed for a long time, and during this time, not even a living person has escaped!" Speaking of this, the monk even took a few breaths before he could hold on, and you can imagine how much he was stimulated.

"I had no choice, so I quickly flew back with Qingpeng. My lord, it's ruined, and we have to make plans for Linhai!" said the monk as he cried.

"Are you saying that Jixia City was destroyed in the hands of the Demon Calamity?" the second prince did not give up, and asked in a trembling voice again.

"It's true!" said the dusty monk.

The second son's eyes were gloomy, he had now calmed down from the shock just now, which would make him feel both shocked and happy, sad and happy.

Sadly, without Jixia City, the most likely and fastest reinforcement, it would be even slower for other cities to come to their aid.

Now that the five-clawed golden dragon has appeared outside the city, I don't know how long Linhai City will be able to reach it. Moreover, his own Yin River water must have fallen into Jixia City, and it has become an extravagant hope to retreat from the enemy independently with Linhai City alone.

Fortunately, Jing Ci and Mu Xueqing of the Asan faction went to Jixia City with the water of the Yin River, otherwise it would have been Linhai who would have suffered.

However, this complicated emotion was only a moment later, and it was all left behind by him. He turned his head and asked Amber a question that was of greatest concern to him

"Is there any news from the Asan faction?"

In the city, there was no longer enough time to count how many hours had passed in the secret room. In these dark days, every second seems like a torture. If it weren't for an hourglass reminder, they wouldn't even be able to tell how many days have passed.

Qian Yunsheng sighed slightly, and the array disk in his hand was dissipating the light at a speed visible to the naked eye, which showed that the large array outside was already in danger.

"It's been three days!" Qian Yunsheng stared at the hourglass.

In the past three days, everyone has slowly begun to become numb from the initial nervousness, and now they have begun to despair.

Qian Yunsheng understood what they were desperate for, if the Asan faction really came to help, it was impossible for three days without any news.

"It seems that Bao Lao is right. Qianyunsheng sighed secretly,

Although he had accepted Bao Lao's news early, Qian Yunsheng was still a little sad for these people. After all, after such a long period of anticipation, the final usher is still despair, and I am afraid that no one can really not give birth to a little resentment.

Qian Yunsheng also understood that the atmosphere in the secret room had been suppressed to the extreme, and huge questions were running through everyone's hearts. Everyone wanted to ask that sentence, but they were afraid that the cruel truth would shatter the last trace of illusion in their hearts.

"Will we have reinforcements?"

Qian Yunsheng also wanted to ask this question, but he quickly shook his head. If the answer is already known, why bother with it?

He stood up and took over from the monk who had handed the array to the side. In the past three days, it is by relying on the non-stop relay of everyone that the miracle of holding on for so long has been created.

At this point, even Qian Yunsheng was a little surprised, the witch outside could attack like a storm for three days without stopping at all. This is like a tireless machine, if it weren't for this, I'm afraid the big array would have lasted a little longer.

Now, it should be almost the last moment. And he's going to do the most important thing.

Leisurely literature, let the soul travel!

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